Chapter 136 Good Partner
Chapter 136 Good Partner
Qingsheng and Azan watched over her, offering constant comfort. They said Weihua was clever and would figure out how to stall. If they all rushed over, they would definitely be able to rescue her.
Ranmo thanked these good friends and kind people for their help. Otherwise, if she and her mother were alone, they would be helpless.
The carriage had three seats: left, right, and back. Qingsheng, a tall figure, sat in the center of the back row. Ranmo and Azan sat on either side. While they talked about reed painting, they also pondered other things.
Azan suddenly looked up at Ranmo across from him, then turned to look at Qingsheng next to him. Suddenly a smile appeared on his face, and he quickly turned his head to look out the window.
Qingsheng wanted to tease him about the little chores he'd done, but then he kept quiet, mindful of Weihua's situation. He wanted to tell Ranmo how beautiful she looked in the pink bellyband he'd seen her put on that day, but when he saw Azan beside him, he quickly stopped.
Ah. No wonder people often say that threesomes can't sail on the boat of love. Two people are more comfortable and cheerful together. But then again, don't those wealthy businessmen and nobles also live with three wives and four concubines? I don't know if it's just shamelessness or skill.
Ranmo was so preoccupied with Wei Hua that she didn't pay much attention to their expressions. Suddenly, she saw Qingsheng staring blankly at her, and she couldn't help but wonder if there were lipstick marks on his face. Ah, rice grains.
Ranmo also wanted to relax his tense mood, so he met Qingsheng's gaze openly. The two of them just stared at each other. It was like a game played by children, two people staring at each other, and whoever bowed their head first would lose.
But these two people are not children after all, why do they look so rare? The more I look at them, the more they like them, and they are almost making eye contact or even face to face?
Azan coughed twice beside them. The two men came to their senses and hurriedly looked out the window to hide their feelings.
Azan smiled inwardly, thinking, "Don't I know about your little "deeds"? Then he recalled the evening when he accidentally saw them kissing, and his face turned red.
He actually felt a little jealous. Why wasn't it him and Ranmo, or him and Qing... Oh my god, what was he thinking? How could it be with Qing... But why could Ranmo be like that with him?
It’s strange to say, if someone else was so close to Ran Mo, he would definitely be angry or even furious and would seek revenge on that person. Anyway, he also knows martial arts now.
But when he saw Qingsheng and Ranmo getting along well, he didn't feel unhappy, but rather a little envious and jealous.
He even fantasized about whether Ranmo could be intimate with him occasionally. If Ranmo refused, he would start to argue: I am not here to destroy you, I am here to join you.
Suddenly, he remembered that he was no pushover either. That night, when Qingsheng had drunkenly gone to his house to stay overnight, he had mistaken him for Ranmo, calling out Ranmo's name and taking the opportunity to grab his hand.
A gust of wind blew out the candle on the table. Under the dim moon, he recalled the moment when Qingsheng forcefully kissed Ranmo, and for a moment, he felt a little excited, so he simply let him be gentle for a while...
He didn't dare tell anyone about this. Especially Ran Mo. He absolutely couldn't let her know. Otherwise, their friendship would be over.
As for Qingsheng, he wasn't sure if he still remembered what happened that night. Judging from his behavior later, it seemed like he didn't take it to heart. That's good.
But that day, when he accidentally mentioned to Qingsheng that he wanted to do that little job, Qingsheng smiled and patted his shoulder, and told him openly that he had done it before, and if you don't believe me, just watch. He even took him to the toilet to show him...
Thinking of this, Azan's face flushed red, and he felt a slight pain somewhere. His breathing became rough.
Seeing that he looked strange, the two men asked with concern whether he was feeling unwell or needed to go to the bathroom.
Azan shook his head and said he was just a little carsick and would be fine after a while.
Upon hearing this, Qingsheng called out to the driver, "Brother, please drive slower and more steadily. Someone's feeling unwell."
The driver responded. Still worried, Qingsheng moved closer to Azan and rested his head on his shoulder.
Just like what he did when he was traveling with Ranmo and Ranmo was carsick.
Azan was a little embarrassed at first, but after hesitating for a few times, he stopped refusing.
The two of them sat side by side, facing Ran Mo. Ran Mo showed no signs of abnormality and said nothing.
Qingsheng had no idea what she was thinking. He already knew Ranmo's true identity, so he naturally considered her his only love. And with the boy, his apprentice and younger brother, by his side, he felt truly at ease, enjoying both love and friendship.
Ranmo sat over there, not thinking about anything, but also thinking about something else. Seeing Azan's head resting on Qingsheng's shoulder, she didn't react much, nor was she surprised.
Who wouldn't want to get close to such an outstanding man when they get the chance? Of course, just don't be a girl.
She had no temper towards Achan. Hadn't Achan tried to get intimate with her earlier, only to be vehemently rejected by her? Why was she so against seeing them get close?
If she were to show some affection to either of them right now, the other would probably be unhappy. Doesn't this just prove that she's quite charming? Haha.
Everyone was filled with thoughts. Just like the carriage moving forward, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes steady, sometimes bumpy. Suddenly, it ran over a big bump. The people inside the carriage almost rolled over.
Normally, Qingsheng would have scolded them long ago. But now, they happened to hug each other, fulfilling their wish. They couldn't express their gratitude enough.
The car stopped halfway, and the driver told everyone to take a short walk and leave shortly.
Several people jumped out of the car. The teacher and Mr. Wu walked straight to the side of the road, turned their backs and went to relieve themselves.
Ranmo blushed and turned away quickly. Qingsheng knew what was going on, and after looking around, he took Ranmo's hand and took her to relieve herself behind a large banyan tree not far away.
Azan wanted to go along, but Qingsheng shooed him away. Azan still felt resentful. Back at Wu Shao's house, he'd even helped him go to the toilet, practically holding it for him. But now, no one cared. He had no choice but to go over there.
The two of them walked to a large tree. Ranmo crouched behind it, realizing he could still see the hidden trick from behind. Qingsheng said it was okay, so they stood beside the tree, forming a double barrier with it. Now there was no need to worry about exposing himself.
One of them squatted, the other stood, and they began to urinate simultaneously. It was then that they realized something was wrong. Because they were so close, and Qingsheng was so powerful, the mist and dust stirred up by the pouring water nearly blinded Ranmo, and he even felt dirt splashing into his mouth.
I didn't care about anything else and quickly finished my pee. It couldn't be more heartbreaking. I thought to myself, Weihua, you must remember my kindness. I've suffered so much for you.
After they finished peeing and tidied their clothes, they walked back. The three men looked at them from a distance, with smiles on their faces.
The instructor smiled and said, "You two have a really good relationship. One of you stands guard, the other sets traps. If you were on the battlefield, you'd make a great pair."
Their faces flushed slightly. Thinking back on the scene just now, wasn't it just as the instructor had described? But, was there anyone like Qingsheng standing guard with a gun?
Fortunately, the driver called everyone to get on the bus, and the two groups of people got on their buses.
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