After Being Dedicated To the Tyrant By My Brother

It was almost noon, and Ji Ruoqing was so hungry and tired that she could hardly walk.

Judging from the state of her walking, at least there will be more than half an hour before she returns to the village.

Ji Ruoqing wiped the sweat from the corner of her forehead with her kerchief, then turned her head to look at Ye Chen's stern face, and saw that his face was not red or panting, as if he were walking.

It was very different from her tortured state.

Ji Ruoqing gritted her teeth, her cheeks flushed with sweat, and her eyes were more like washed, with water mist, like a tender pink peach waiting to be picked.

Ye Chen noticed her gaze, and glanced sideways at her.

Seeing the two blushes on her soft, snow-white cheeks and the moisture-filled eyes, his eyes darkened.

Ye Chen walked to the front of Ji Ruoqing, bent down slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Come on, I'll carry you."

The red glow on Ji Ruoqing's face burned more severely than just before: "This... how embarrassing..."

"You forgot, every time you can't move, you will act like a baby and let me carry you." Ye Chen calmly and plainly stated the facts.

Ji Ruoqing's face was hot, no wonder she always felt that the road was too long and couldn't walk at all. It turned out that Ye Chen often carried her on her back, so she was squeamish.

Even though she thought so, her cheeks were still a little hot, and she shyly lowered her eyes, her fine and slender eyelashes trembling lightly, like a gentle brush, scratching and scratching.

The deep secret in Ye Chen's eyes became more and more obvious, but because he slightly squatted down with his back to Ji Ruoqing, nothing was seen.

Ji Ruoqing squeezed for a while, and finally restrained the shame in her heart and leaned on Ye Chen's back.

This man has broad shoulders and long legs, and his back is solid and broad. After being surrounded by his two powerful arms, he feels an inexplicable sense of stability in his heart.

After he stabilized Ji Ruoqing's back, Ji Ruoqing realized why he seemed to be walking before.

Because he is really walking!

The current speed is at least half faster than her feet.

Ji Ruoqing lay on his back, with her small face resting on his broad shoulders, warm and stable, and she couldn't help but start thinking wildly.

She tilted her head slightly and said to Ye Chen, "We grew up with childhood sweethearts?"

Ye Chen's body seemed to froze for a moment, but because it quickly returned to normal, Ji Ruoqing did not notice his abnormality.

She didn't know that Ye Chen was very uncomfortable, because a word she said in his ear seemed to be flicking lightly, but it exploded his blood.

Can only restraint, and said in a tense voice: "Yeah."

"Huh?" Ji Ruoqing suddenly noticed that a thin layer of sweat appeared on Ye Chen's forehead, and she suddenly felt a little apologetic, "Are you tired of carrying me? You should let me down and let myself Let's go..."

The soft movement behind him made Ye Chen feel that this uncomfortable feeling became even more unbearable.

"No need." Ye Chen's arm still clamped her like iron, and firmly fixed her to her back, but her low voice was tight and slightly uncomfortable, "You can wipe the sweat for me."

"I only have one veil... I have wiped it off just now..." Ji Ruoqing bit her lip, seemingly annoyed, a little mist in her apricot eyes.

"I don't mind." Ye Chen tightened his jaw, and used his dark energy to pinch the little man on his body to stop her from moving.

In fact, it didn't matter at all, the veil she used was fragrant, and he liked it better.

But he can't say, for fear that she thinks he is a pervert, for fear that she will jump off his back in shame.

A rare opportunity, he still wants to recite for a while, although he is very uncomfortable.

Ji Ruoqing, who was lying on Ye Chen's body, didn't know that there were so many colorful intestines in his heart.

She just wiped his sweat with the unsoiled corners of her veil guiltily, and secretly told herself that she must lose weight.

Seeing her become like this again, she felt tired with his sturdy body carrying her, and she sweated so much...

The more I think about it, the more guilty Ji Ruoqing feels.

But the big hand that clamped her behind did not move, she could only weakly whisper in his ear to let him let her down.

This way, exhaling Ruolan leaning against her ears, it was a deeper torture for Ye Chen.

But the tormenting little fairy didn't know it at all. He just wiped Ye Chen's sweat with guilt, while softly speaking made Ye Chen shed more sweat...

...

So tortured all the way to the door of the village, Ji Ruoqing saw a figure planting seedlings in the field from a distance.

Ji Ruoqing quickly patted Ye Chen on the shoulder, her voice turned into a mosquito-like voice because of shame: "You... let me down quickly..."

Ye Chen didn't speak, but just bent over and put her down.

Returning to the flat ground, Ji Ruoqing felt more light and fluttering.

When passing by the small land ridge in the field, the folks who were working in the field straightened up and looked at them.

They are all people who face the loess with their backs to the sky, and their faces naturally have traces of the vicissitudes of life, either with dark skin or rough skin.

But their faces coincidentally showed some meaningful smiles looking at them, with blessings, seeming to be a little joke, and some meanings that Ji Ruoqing could not understand.

Ji Ruoqing buried her head and walked, the blush on her face had spread from her cheeks to the tips of her ears, and even a little bright red was reflected in the sun.

Ye Chen glanced at her secretly, the corner of his lips couldn't help but he didn't say a word, just took her to a yard.

This yard is also the most common farmyard, with bamboo fences, some small vegetables grown in the yard, and some red peppers hanging by the door.

Ji Ruoqing was still looking at this small courtyard, but she didn't have any familiar feelings. When she tried to recall whether there was such a small courtyard in her memory, her mind was as painful as she was overwhelmed.

Ye Chen had raised his hand and knocked on the door, and soon a woman dressed as a woman came out to open the door.

Ji Ruoqing was stunned for a while, looking a little dumbfounded.

She has never seen such a good-looking woman, her eyebrows are dazzling, her lips are dazzling, her skin is snowy and translucent, her apricot eyes are looking forward to streaming light, even if she is dressed as a woman, she is as beautiful as a fairy. The whole body is full of dusty temperament.

Coupled with the sculpting of the years, although the corners of her eyes are not wrinkled, there are more charms in her eyes that young women don't, which are more profound and charming, and full of charm.

This... Is this her mother...?

How...how could it be so good-looking...?

Ji Ruoqing stunned in the same place, looking at the woman in a foolish manner.

The woman dressed up by that woman saw Ye Chen and Ji Ruoqing standing at the door, her face was smiling, and her voice was gentle and moving: "Xiao Qing finally woke up. It's great, you two come in. Don't stand stupidly."

Her willow-leaf eyebrows are curving, and a bright red cinnabar mole is dotted at the end of her eyebrows. Because of this smile, the cinnabar mole becomes more and more dazzling, and she can't look away from it.

Ji Ruoqing stared at the cinnabar mole, becoming more and more unable to return to her senses, as if she had fallen into a strange state, especially in her mind, there was a cloud of white light.

When she came back to her senses, she was already sitting in the room, holding a bowl of hot tea that her mother had just served her in her hands.

Ye Chen sat beside her, quietly and indifferently answering the questions raised by her mother.

"When did Xiaoqing wake up? Why didn't you tell us a letter?"

"Yesterday." Ye Chen glanced at Ji Ruoqing faintly, then said after a pause, "Xiaoqing had some problems...she...can't remember anything..."

Ji Ruoqing stared blankly at her mother who was worried and surprised, caressed the edge of the bowl of hot tea, and whispered, "Mother...what's your name?"

"My surname is Bai, and my name is Bairan." After the Bai family seriously answered Ji Ruoqing's question, he sighed again, "What kind of evil is this..."

Ji Ruoqing bit her lip and looked around the room left and right. It was full of ordinary furnishings and furniture, which seemed to have more furnishings than her and Ye Chen's room, but still didn't feel familiar.

"Did I grow up here since I was little...?" Ji Ruoqing asked with a frown.

Bai's was stunned, and after a glance at Ye Chen, he nodded and replied, "Yes, do you remember?"

Ji Ruoqing shook her head in frustration.

Bai raised his hand and touched Ji Ruoqing's hair bun. Her hands were soft and soft, and her voice was as good as her voice: "Xiao Qing is not afraid, now it is time for your father and your brother to come back for dinner, and wait to see them. , You may be able to think of something."

Ji Ruoqing nodded blankly without noticing that Bai and Ye Chen looked at each other and then quickly lowered their heads, his expression was a little guilty and unspeakable.

Ji Ruoqing heard from Bai's that her father and elder brother had gone to work in the fields. Recently, every household was busy planting seedlings. Only when they were eating, they could take a break.

Ji Ruoqing sat at the door of the house and watched for a while, and saw two slender figures walking one after the other towards the small courtyard where she was.

Both of them were dressed in ordinary peasant clothes, wearing the simplest linen clothes, but even if they were far away, she could see that their temperament was very different from the temperament of the folks she had seen before.

When they got closer, Ji Ruoqing was silly again.

Her father is a very handsome middle-aged man. The years don’t seem to leave any bad marks on him, but just like brewing a pot of wine. The longer he gets, the more mellow and full-bodied. The mature and steady temperament is very outstanding, completely unlike the farmer who farms. It's more like a hermit in the mountains.

As for her brother...

Ji Ruoqing's eyes lit up, and she found a little familiarity from her brother.

Her brother is also dressed in ordinary linen clothes, but like a chrysanthemum jade tree, glamorous, and the roughest clothes can't hide his elegance.

A pair of obsidian-like pupils on the Qing Jun's face, reflecting the lightly shredded sunlight, his smile healed and warm.

The smile on his face seemed to be the best treasure in the world.

Just as he walked towards Ji Ruoqing with a warm and indulgent smile, Ji Ruoqing couldn't help but burst into a grand smile at him.

"Brother Xiaoyu!"

Ji Ruoqing immediately rushed into her brother's arms and couldn't wait.

She seemed to miss this clear and warm embrace for many, many years.