Although it wasn't a very high hill, it was still a few hundred meters above sea level. Adding on the snow-covered mountain road, Yang Cheng didn't dare to walk too fast, so he walked and stopped. By the time Mo Qianni reached the top of the mountain, almost two hours had already passed.
The top of the mountain was an uneven piece of land that was dozens of square meters in size. Other than a few weeds and a few rocks covered in moss, there was nothing else.
The biting cold sea breeze whistled past her ears. Mo Qianni's ears were bright red, her face and the tip of her nose were also bright red.
Yang Cheng lovingly caressed her somewhat dry face, took off his scarf, and wanted to wrap it around the woman.
"I'm not cold, you can wear it!" Mo Qianni still wanted to decline.
Yang Cheng smiled bitterly, "If a man gives you a scarf, just accept it. Don't you think that if a woman says she's not afraid of the cold, a man will lose face?"
"There's only you and me here," Mo Qianni said.
"That's not how you use this sentence." Yang Cheng smiled and said, "If it was on a warm bed, I would like you to say this."
"Damn it." Mo Qianni's dimples reddened as she obediently let Yang Cheng put the scarf on her. The soft texture carried the warmth of a man.
The two of them silently looked at each other for a while before turning around to look at the seascape that they had wanted to see.
From the top of the hill to the east, the boundless sea was as if it was beneath his feet. Looking down, it was sparkling with crystalline light.
It was unknown if it was because it had just snowed, but the sun had revealed itself. The light was like tentacles, provoking the wisps of clouds that had been blown away in the sky.
In the afternoon, the golden sea reflected the enchanting waves.
The magnificent natural scenery was nothing more than this.
Mo Qianni took a deep breath of the cold air. The cold wind messed up her hair, making her look disheveled and elegant.
"Sure enough, it's just as those uncles said. It's beautiful here."
"If you like, I can bring you here often in the future. If you don't tell me, I might not come here in my life." Yang Cheng said with a smile.
Mo Qianni pursed her lips and smiled. "I was born in the mountains. Even in a big city, I still want to come to a place like this. I always feel that this place belongs to me … Yang Cheng, am I ridiculous?"
"How could that be? I still feel that the market is more suitable for me to work than the office building," Yang Cheng said.
Mo Qianni giggled. "You're really shameless."
"Do I need to be ashamed when facing you and the sea?" Yang Cheng smiled in a relaxed manner.
Mo Qianni's eyes were a little intoxicated. She stretched out her white, slender, jade-like hand, and her ice-cold fingertips brushed past Yang Cheng's face.
"When I was young, the first time I saw the sea was when my father was still alive. At that time, he brought me and my mother to a distant relative's house. We saw the sea in a fishing village by the sea.
My mother held my hand and asked me why the sea was lower than all the rivers …
I didn't know at that time. My mother told me that because the sea has to accept all the rivers, all the rivers' water can flow into the sea …
My mother said, 'Girl, if you get married in the future, you must be a woman like the sea. You only need to quietly put yourself at the lowest place, and you can always let all the rivers flow into your arms. Just like the sea, you can't see the edge, and you can let the people by the sea look at you with infatuation.' "
Yang Chen looked at Mo Qianni's dreamy eyes and pondered for a while. Smiling, he said, "Although my mother-in-law isn't a university professor, nor is she an expert, it seems like she's always able to say extraordinary things."
"I'm thinking, if I will never get married in this life, if I can be like the sea, will the people by the sea also look at me with infatuation?"
"You must get married." Yang Cheng hugged Mo Qianni tightly in his arms. "If you don't get married, but become the sea, there will be too many people looking at you with infatuation. Even if you are the sea, I will become the Earth that carries you. "
"Pfft …"
Mo Qianni leaned on Yang Cheng's chest and laughed. Her eyes were blurred as she said, "If you become the round Earth, I don't want to become the sea."
"Do you want to be spanked or kissed?" Yang Chen asked as he looked at her with ill intentions.
Mo Qianni blinked her eyes, and there was some grievance in her watery eyes. "Is there a difference?"
"Then let's do it together …"
Yang Cheng kissed her. He held her waist with one hand and stroked Mo Qianni's perky buttocks with the other hand, feeling an unusually wonderful touch.
The cold mountain wind outside seemed to have become a gentle spring breeze, but it wasn't cold at all.
The two entangled for a long time. Mo Qianni was a little out of breath and struggled to break free from Yang Cheng's control. She begged, "Let's go down the mountain, it's going to get dark if we don't go down."
"Don't you think that here, we have a little bit of a pledge of undying love?" Yang Cheng said with a smile.
Mo Qianni flirtatiously rolled her eyes at him. "You're really getting better at talking. Are you this sweet to every girl?"
"If that's the case, would I have the time to come all the way to this wilderness to drink northwest wind with you?"
"You're the silly one." Mo Qianni complained. She struggled out of Yang Cheng's embrace and started to walk down the mountain.
Yang Cheng didn't say anything and followed behind her. "Don't walk too fast. Don't step on the ice if you step on it, it's easy to slip."
Mo Qianni turned around and smiled. "I grew up in the mountains, do I need you to teach me how to walk?"
Yang Cheng curled his lips and didn't say anything else.
But before Mo Qianni finished speaking, Mo Qianni suddenly let out a low moan. Her left leg gave way and she half knelt down halfway up the mountain!
Yang Cheng was startled and immediately ran forward to support Mo Qianni. He hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"
Mo Qianni opened her mouth and her face suddenly turned pale. Cold sweat quickly formed and she couldn't speak. She could only let out a low moan as if she was in unspeakable pain.
Yang Cheng looked at Mo Qianni hugging her left calf with tears in her eyes. His heart was burning with urgency.
"What's wrong?" Yang Cheng asked again.
"My leg … my leg hurts …" Mo Qianni said as if she was talking in her sleep.
Yang Cheng didn't think too much and carried Mo Qianni in his arms. Mo Qianni's body was still in Yang Cheng's embrace. She used one hand to hit Yang Cheng with difficulty and said with difficulty, "Don't … don't worry … nothing will happen … I … I can hold on … if we walk too fast … it'll be dangerous …"
Yang Cheng didn't ask what was going on. As for whether the mountain road was slippery or not, it wasn't a problem for him at all. He was like a gust of wind as he stepped on the difficult mountain road and ran to the foot of the mountain.
Because of the extreme pain, Mo Qianni couldn't feel anything strange in her semi-conscious state.
Yang Cheng ran to the farm at the foot of the mountain with a gloomy face. He went to the accommodation department and asked for a guest room. When the waitress saw that Yang Cheng was carrying Mo Qianni seemed to be in a bad condition, she hurriedly went through the formalities.
Yang Cheng carried Mo Qianni to the warm guest room and put the sweaty Mo Qianni on the single bed on the white sheets.
Mo Qianni frowned and her face was pale. She looked more uncomfortable than death.
Yang Cheng didn't care too much. He took off the tight cotton trousers from Mo Qianni's waist, revealing a pair of white warm trousers.
"Qianni, let me help you take a look." Yang Cheng said and started to take off Mo Qianni's warm trousers.
Mo Qianni stopped him in a low voice, "Don't … don't look. It's … it's okay …"
"This matter isn't up to you." Yang Cheng didn't hesitate anymore and took off Mo Qianni's warm trousers.
Mo Qianni only had a pair of sexy purple-black patterned underwear left inside. A pair of white and plump thighs reflected an ivory luster under the light.
Her legs without the slightest bit of fat were like sculptures. They were exquisite like beautiful jade, and the smooth lines extended all the way to her cute little feet.
However, Yang Cheng wasn't in the mood to appreciate this seductive scenery. His gaze was locked on the left calf that was causing Mo Qianni endless pain. He couldn't see anything abnormal there, but if he were to analyze it carefully, he would see a thin but small scar.
Yang Cheng touched Mo Qianni's scar with one hand. It was obvious that she had undergone surgery, but the doctor's skills were very good. Perhaps it was because she had taken care of her body after surgery, but the scar was almost invisible.
Yang Cheng silently circulated his True Qi and extended the unique inner force of the Endless Resolve Restoration Scripture into Mo Qianni's area of pain.
The blockage made Yang Cheng quickly realize that Mo Qianni's area of surgery had serious tissue damage. Even though it had recovered a lot, it was like a piece of wood that had been nailed in. It could no longer be considered a complete piece of wood.
The warm inner force of the Endless Resolve Restoration Scripture quickly healed the old injured meridians. Gradually, Mo Qianni's eyebrows relaxed, and a trace of color returned to her face.
Mo Qianni opened her eyes and looked at Yang Cheng with a blank expression. "Thank you …"
She didn't ask how Yang Cheng did it. She had seen how extraordinary Yang Cheng was, so she was used to not asking about the past that Yang Cheng didn't want to talk about.
"Your old injury here is not light. In this cold weather, the cold wind is blowing, and if you get frozen, the inflammation will easily relapse," Yang Cheng said.
"I haven't had any pain in the past two years. I thought I was fine. I'm sorry for making you worry …" Mo Qianni was like a child who had done something wrong. She said in low spirits.
"The scar on your calf almost extends to half of your calf. It doesn't look like a simple injury from a fall or a stab. Where did it come from?" Yang Cheng thought about it and asked.
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