Chapter 493 Foolish Man (16)
"Zhao Chao, come here."
Jiang Tang called out, and Zhao Chao looked away from the sea of flowers and stepped forward.
"Taste it."
A melon seed kernel was stuffed into his mouth. Zhao Chao subconsciously opened his mouth. Jiang Tang's nails poked his lips, which hurt a little.
“Is it delicious?”
“Delicious.”
"That's it, boss, give me two packs."
The housekeeper laughed happily as he watched the interaction between the two children.
There were many people coming and going, mainly young people. The golden sea of flowers was bustling with people, and there were many children playing hide and seek among the flowers.
Zhao Chao was a little unaccustomed to crowded places, so he followed Jiang Tang closely, holding his own drawing paper and drawing table.
The housekeeper was old and stayed in the carriage, holding a bag of melon seeds and drinking strong tea, leaning leisurely on the side of the carriage, enjoying the bright and warm sunshine.
Jiang Tang kept heading towards the World Mountain. Zhao Chao could follow closely at first, but later he could only see Jiang Tang's back. People kept squeezing him, and I thought there was a very annoying sight. Staring at himself like a maggot on his tarsus.
Zhao Chao was very scared, his fair face was a little red, his long eyelashes were trembling slightly, he stretched out a slender white hand to grab Jiang Tang's sleeve, and his voice was low.
"Jiang Tang, please wait for me, please, don't leave me behind."
Jiang Tang turned his head, took the small table in his arms, held Zhao Chao's hand with his other hand, and walked towards the top of the mountain.
"Jiang Tang, where are we going?"
"Go to the top of the mountain."
"Why?"
"Collecting style."
Zhao Chao pursed his lips, then quickened his pace and walked side by side against Jiang Tang. His hand was held tightly.
"Ding dong...
Dependency value: 11
Mission progress: 6. ”
After finally reaching the top of the mountain, Zhao Chaolei's face turned red and he was breathing heavily while holding Jiang Tang's hand. Jingu Peak is the highest mountain in the county, and there are only a few people on the top.
Standing on the top of the mountain, large swaths of sunflowers sway in the wind, like a golden wave, pushing one wave towards the foot of the mountain.
Zhao Chao opened his painting bag, took out a cushion and put it under his body, then set up the painting table and spread it with a piece of painting paper.
This was the first time Jiang Tang saw Zhao Chao painting. At this time, the young man was sitting upright, and the breeze was blowing in his arms. A strand of broken hair was blowing in front of his forehead, and his fair and delicate face showed a rare seriousness. .
Jiang Tang sat next to him and grinded it for him.
Zhao Chao turned his head and looked at Jiang Tang sternly, with a serious tone.
"You said Caifeng showed it to me."
"Do you really want to see it?"
"Yeah."
Jiang Tang raised his lips and smiled, with a hint of cunning flashing in his eyes. Then he raised his face to face the wind and opened his mouth, filling his mouth with the fragrance of flowers accompanied by the gentle breeze in the house.
Then she turned around and pointed at Zhao Chao with her bulging cheeks.
"Hmm!"
The young man opened his pure eyes, stared at Jiang Tang's pink cheeks carefully, and asked seriously.
"You hide the wind in your mouth?"
"Yeah."
"Then I can't see it."
Jiang Tang looked at the little fool in front of him and smiled, his eyes widened. The next second, he suddenly raised his face and aimed at Zhao Chaoyin's thin red lips.
Everything lasted only three seconds, but Zhao Chao's simple mind went crazy.
I saw him with his innocent and beautiful eyes open, his fair face flushed with a blush that had yet to dissipate, his slender jade-like hands rubbing unconsciously, and he was face to face with Jiang Tang blankly.
Jiang Tang said seriously without feeling any guilt at all.
"I gave you the wind just now, but you still haven't thanked me."
(End of chapter)