G3 kicked J5 after listening to his words, âEverythingâs first come, first served. You, go back! My lifelong event hasnât been achieved yet. You, scram.â After coldly teaching J5 a lesson, G3 spoke in a pleasant manner to Xia Jinyuan, âQ King, I beg you too! If I have a child next time, Iâll let you be his godfather.â
âCount me in.â It was rare, but K7 also decided to get involved. His thin but handsome face had a serious look, âI also need to settle my lifelong event.â
They all begged one by one; it was Xia Jinyuanâs turn to smile elegantly, âThe revolution hasnât ended yet, Iâll still need to work hard. If I become successful, your lifelong events would naturally succeed!â
The four people nodded prudently; they all agreed to fully support Q King in every aspect. It was also at that time when all of them made a long-term promise.
They promised to combat together in all aspects and arrange an inescapable net, just to catch a fox. Xia Jinyuanâs eyes shined. He just didnât know how his little fox would react if she found out.
However, no matter what her reaction was, he would counter her tricks.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Waving his hand, Xia Jinyuan bid farewell to his comrades, then rushed towards the direction which Ye Jian had headed in.
He didnât boldly run to her because he was worried that he would give Ye Jian a shock, so he went to look for Yang Jin instead and asked her for help.
Yang Jin was making yogurt. After listening to his request, she looked sideways at his eyes and his tall stature. He was a handsome soldier in a Tibetan dress, which was embroidered with lotus pattern and carried the meaning of peace and blessing. She laughed, âYour Tibetan clothes make you look very masculine, just like the men on our grassland.â
âThank you.â Xia Jinyuan laughed. He noticed that girls who could talk with his little fox were indeed straightforward. âIâm worried that she canât settle her business on her own. Please help me to look after her.â
Standing below, Xia Jinyuan quietly waited.
On the other hand, under Yang Jinâs gestures, Ye Jian was so embarrassed that she wanted to hit a wall. How ⦠does he know everything! Since he knew everything, then she didnât need to cover anything up!
Returning from the toilet, Ye Jian saw him standing in front. He had a look that made him seem as if he was waiting for her. Ye Jian painfully groaned. Why was it that every time she saw him, she felt awkward?
Who knew that when this kind-hearted Tibetan girl, Yang Jin, heard her painful groan, it actually made her think that something had happened to Ye Jian, so she shouted out loud.
The Tibetans living on the plateau not only had a large lung capacity, but they also had a golden voice. The distant Xia Jinyuan heard Yang Jin crying for him to hurry over there!
Ye Jian still hadnât recovered from the pain of her awkward encounter when she saw a tall man dashing towards her.
He was a strong man, like a dragon, and his pace was steady. In just the blink of an eye, he was standing right in front of her.
âDid the wound open? Donât move, Iâll carry you.â He sprinted over, and without even panting, he asked while immediately squatting in front of Ye Jian, his wide back facing her. He urged once more, âGet up! Weâll go back to the tent and have a look.â
Yang Jin also thought that Ye Jianâs wound had opened, so she instantly and carefully helped her up Xia Jinyuanâs back.
âHold tight, donât stress your waist. Wrap both your hands around my shoulders, donât place your weight on your hips.â Xia Jinyuan waited for her to get onto him. While calmly urging her, he slowly got up.
He was worried that Ye Jianâs center of gravity would move downwards, so he intentionally tilted his body forward such that her entire weight was on him. His hands werenât holding Ye Jianâs hips; instead, they were on her thighs like a gentleman.