Happy Marriage

Leng Nanxian and An Sheng got into the carriage, and Uncle Leng immediately waved his whip and went straight to the west of the city.

An Sheng couldn't take it easy, he kept asking questions, and he was very excited.

Leng Nanxian glanced at her: "I advise you to recharge your batteries, so that you won't be able to crawl for a while, and you will be crying."

An Sheng raised his nose: "I just move my mouth, and I don't need to climb mountains."

"But I sound tired."

An Sheng closed his mouth angrily, and turned around to lift the car curtain: "I only went out to the city with my mother and sister when I was young, and I almost forgot what the mountains looked like. I heard the story of the frog at the bottom of the well before, and I felt like I was Like that little frog, you can't see anything but the sky above your head."

Leng Nanxian nodded, pretending to close his eyes and resting: "You are indeed as noisy as that frog."

An Sheng didn't hear the praise or criticism of Leng Nanxian, so he simply lifted the curtain, climbed to the entrance of the carriage, and began to chat with Uncle Leng.

In the fields, the crops have basically been harvested, and the farmers are rushing their oxen to plow the fertile soil and prepare to sow next year's wheat.

Occasionally there are late-ripening sorghum, sweet potatoes, and peanuts, which have lost their lush greenery in summer and are a bit bleak in the autumn wind.

An Sheng is full of novelty about all of these, occasionally surprised and dancing with joy.

Leng Nanxian slowly opened his eyes and looked at her back. The emotion in his eyes was so intense that it was lingering, like the sugar syrup in the hands of the children outside the car, stirring vigorously and pulling slowly. , wisps, always pulling constantly, with the fragrance of honey.

When An Sheng turned his head to speak occasionally, Leng Nanxian closed his eyes in a panic and pretended to sleep in a light sleep, but his heart was a little panicked for a moment, his heart was beating like a drum.

The carriage crossed the flat field, and then gradually entered the mountain path. There were many stones scattered on the ground, and it began to bump.

Leng Nanxian couldn't continue to pretend to be sleepy at this time, opened his eyes and glanced out the car window.

"Uncle Leng, stop."

Uncle Leng stopped the carriage and said apologetically, "Perhaps it's because of the rain a few days ago, this road is not easy to go."

Leng Nanxian bowed and got off the carriage: "The road ahead is more rugged, and our carriage is too bulky and difficult to walk, so let's stop here."

Leng Bo glanced around: "But there is still a long way to go up the mountain."

"It's okay, we can ride."

An Sheng sat in the car, and his eyes lit up: "Riding a horse?"

Uncle Leng smiled "haha": "Young master is a good idea, my horse is the most docile, and last year I accompanied the master on the mountain road, even if it is halfway up the mountain, it should be no problem."

An Sheng jumped out of the car neatly, already eager to try.

Uncle Leng stepped forward to unfasten the car, changed the saddle, and handed the reins to Leng Nanxian: "Sister Feng has prepared dry food in the car, do you want to bring some?"

Leng Nanxian shook his head: "No, you can do it yourself."

An Sheng stepped forward, carefully stroked the horse's mane, turned his face, and said with a look of embarrassment: "But, I can't ride a horse."

Leng Nanxian smiled slightly, stepped on the pedals, turned over neatly, and sat firmly on the horse's back, his eyebrows flying: "I know you won't. You always eat and do nothing. Nothing wrong."

An Sheng snorted unconvincingly: "Master, the way you train me is really ugly."

Uncle Leng couldn't help but chuckle.

An Sheng was full of yearning for horseback riding, but when he really faced the behemoth in front of him, he couldn't help feeling timid and didn't know how to get on the horse.

"Miss An Sheng, do you need me to help you up?" Leng Bo said enthusiastically.

Before An Sheng could answer, Leng Nanxian reached out to her: "It's stupid."

An Sheng raised his face and smiled "hee hee" flatteringly, the sun was jumping between her eyebrows, making her have to narrow her eyes, and then stretched it out towards Leng Nanxian's fingertips, before she put it in his palm, it was Startled.

There were two striking pinch marks in Leng Nanxian Yurun's palm, which had healed, but were obviously very deep.

She remembered yesterday, when Leng Nanxian was furious, the "cinnabar" plum blossoms on his sleeves.

When she was stunned, Leng Nanxian had already seen it in her eyes. She lowered her eyes and glanced at the palm of her hand, her face was slightly embarrassed, and she raised her hand calmly: "Can I go up?

An Sheng didn't speak, stepped on the pedal, put his hand in his palm, and was firmly grasped by him, and then with a force, his body rose into the air, and then Leng Nanxian's arm wrapped around her waist , put her firmly on the saddle.

I didn't feel ambiguous at first, but now sitting on a horse, my back is close to Leng Nanxian's chest.

Leng Nanxian put his hand down, but he was holding the reins, and An Sheng was tantamount to being held in his arms by him.

Leng Nanxian is taller than her body, and the shallow breathing is on the top of her head, between her neck, or behind her ears, silky, moist and warm.

Her face was hot for a while, and she bit her lower lip involuntarily, only to feel her heart pounding like a deer, as if she would jump out of her chest at any time.

Leng Nanxian greeted Leng Bo, turned the horse's head, shook the reins, and walked slowly.

His riding skills are very good, and there is no need to shake the reins frequently, and the horse under his crotch can understand his instructions and choose the way it should go. It seems that the horse is reined in, relaxed and comfortable.

The horse's hoof stepped on the mountain road, making a "da-da" sound, the initial crisp, dull echo, breaking the silence in the forest. Then, the tactful and crisp bird song, the gurgling water, and even the sound of the leaves spinning and falling to the ground became clear.

An Sheng thought shyly, his heartbeat was so loud, like beating a drum, would Master listen to him? Will he laugh at himself, have no knowledge, and be too petty?

Leng Nanxian, who was behind him, didn't speak, and An Sheng's hair in front of him fluttered with the cool mountain wind, and it was tangled in his ears, with wisps of fragrance.

From the side, he could see her red-hot ears, like a rouge pink gradually smudged from under her lustrous white skin. It reminded him of the sky under the setting sun. The originally snow-white cloud was gradually coated with a layer of orange-red blush, and then the color became darker and darker, almost making people forget its original color.

"Master."

An Sheng suddenly muttered.

"Um?"

"I'll never make you angry again."

"Why are you so obedient all of a sudden?" Leng Nanxian couldn't help but ask after being startled.

An Sheng hooked his head: "An Sheng did something wrong, you can punish me and scold me, but don't hurt yourself again."

Leng Nanxian's hands froze and he coughed lightly, "You did nothing wrong."

"But Master was clearly angry with An Sheng yesterday. An Sheng already knew that he was wrong, and he will listen to Master's words in the future."

"Really?" Leng Nanxian raised the corner of his lips slightly, and a smirk passed by.

"Naturally, An Sheng's words always count."

Leng Nanxian finally couldn't help his chest heaving and said with a sullen smile: "Remember what you said today, you must listen to Master in the future. You can do whatever Master says."

An Sheng felt sorry for the wound in his palm, but he didn't know that the master behind him had already turned into a big bad wolf, showing sharp fangs at her.

She nodded decisively: "Well, my disciple remembered it."

Leng Nanxian laughed loudly, and his laughter was clear and clear, directly piercing the jungle, crossing the gurgling mountain water, and flying up.

"Sit tight!"

He grabbed the horse's belly, and the horse under his seat galloped with hooves, and the trees around him disappeared quickly.

An Sheng suddenly involuntarily leaned back, fit firmly into Leng Nanxian's arms, and exclaimed in fright.

"Master!"

Leng Nanxian wrapped an arm around her soft and boneless waist, steadied her body, and laughed even more wanton.

After An Sheng had support, he was no longer frightened, and he was afraid of being laughed at by Leng Nanxian, so he tried to sit up straight and held back his exclamation.

She used to be courageous, but now that she has calmed down, she can appreciate the comfort of riding a horse and galloping, and her heart also rejoices.

"Master, let me come!" She reached for the reins, her face full of excitement.

Leng Nanxian let go of his hand and handed the reins to her, still not forgetting to say "be careful".

Fortunately, the steed was docile and ran very steadily. It took the two of them to shuttle on the mountain road. It seemed that they were also infected by the two and became excited.

The maple trees gradually increased, and the maple leaves dyed red by autumn danced happily and passed by.

The mountain road was gradually rough, the two dismounted, walked side by side, and climbed the stairs. The horse followed behind the two, greedily eating the weeds on the roadside from time to time.

As far as the eye can see, the red maple leaves are clustered in clusters, like a gorgeous sunset red brocade, covering the entire mountain. There are bright and enthusiastic red everywhere, layer upon layer, just like being in the midst of Jinxia.

The winding paths in the mountains occasionally emerged from the maple forest, intermittently, still covered with a layer of yellow-green moss-like color, dotted with falling maple leaves.

An Sheng was blowing the cool wind, greedily admiring the beautiful scenery, and with a frown and a smile, he blended into the picturesque scenery.

Leng Nanxian, dressed in brocade and snow, was particularly eye-catching in this fiery maple forest.

His robe was fluttering, his ink hair fluttered lightly, and the color like jade made him more and more like an immortal Lingfeng, extraordinary and refined.

When An Sheng was excited, occasionally he would be fascinated by it, glanced secretly, then glanced again, and sighed secretly: "Young master is like a jade, unparalleled in the world."

The two climbed over the mountain, An Sheng was almost exhausted, and the horse behind him suddenly became excited, raised his head and neighed, unable to hold back his excitement.

Leng Nanxian patted on the horse's back, and the horse immediately passed the two of them and trotted all the way to the front.

An Sheng was a little surprised: "What happened to this horse?"

Leng Nanxian smiled and said, "There is a water source in front of it. It greedily eats all the way, it is thirsty, and it smells the moisture in the air."

An Sheng's mouth was also dry, and when he heard the words, he cheered and chased the horse all the way.

Sure enough, after walking not too far, the eyes suddenly opened up. The stream on the mountain flows down, and it gathers into a lake here, which is clear and transparent, and sparkles in the sun.

She ran over excitedly, reached out her hands to cool off, and immediately melted away the exhaustion all over her body and became excited.

"Master, how do you know there is water here? Do you come here often?"

Leng Nanxian nodded: "I often come to fish with Qianzhou. The water here is clear and the fish is the most delicious."

An Sheng was full of interest: "I have never fished, will it be difficult?"

Leng Nanxian stood up and shook the water in his hand: "Wait for me for a moment."