Fast Travel: When Cannon Fodder Becomes a Heartthrob

It was another scorching hot day, the sun was high in the cloudless clear sky, and the whole land was as hot as a barbecue. It has not rained for a long time, and the flowers and trees have been wilted, not to mention the wheat in the field, which may die if it is not replenished with water.

The village chief stood in the field every day and watched it in his eyes, anxious in his heart, and several big fire bubbles were on his mouth.

These are the rations of the people in the village for the next year, and if there is no harvest, the year will be in vain.

After smoking several bags of cigarettes, the village chief finally made a decision with a wave of his hand, that is, the whole village went to the field to water artificially, and it was nothing if people were guilty, and the most important thing was to ensure that the wheat did not die.

Xiyue was extremely glad that the village chief let her feed the livestock, and now the weather is uncomfortable even if she stands in the shade of a tree, let alone standing in the field without any shelter to water, if she does this work by herself, it will really cost half her life.

"Sister Qian, come over and drink saliva!" Seeing

that Zhao Qian had been working for an hour without pause, Xiyue, who was worried that she would suffer from heat stroke, hurriedly called someone over to drink saliva and rest, Zhao Qian immediately put down the bucket she was carrying and walked towards the shade of the tree.

"Drink saliva quickly, it's so hot that you can't replenish your water well, but it's easy to get heat stroke.

Zhao Qian took the kettle handed by Xiyue and took a sip, the slightly salty taste made her expression stunned.

"This is..."

"It's light salt water, it's not easy to get heat stroke after drinking it, and this apple, I brought it secretly, it's sweet."

Xiyue quietly stuffed an apple into Zhao Qian's hand, this apple was originally produced in her space, and she could be regarded as borrowing flowers to offer Buddha.

The corners of Zhao Qian's lips rose for a while, since she met Xiyue, she smiled more and more, her face was a little less cold than thousands of miles away, and even her facial features softened a lot.

"Why didn't you go to the cowshed to feed the cows today?" Xiyue

replied as she took out another apple and nibbled on it, "The work there has been done by Huai Qingyou, so I have time to come here to see Sister Qian." "

That's fine, it's tiring, otherwise your thin skin and tender flesh will be tanned!" Zhao Qian said and pinched Xiyue's face dotingly.

"Comrade Shen Xiyue!" A

loud voice sounded when the two were talking, and I saw Chen Jian'an walking this way, he was wearing an indigo short-sleeved shirt today, which made people feel extra energetic.

It was too hot, and he worked hard, and the sweat soaked his shirt.

"Why are you sweating so much? Beware of heat stroke.

Hearing Xiyue's concern, Chen Jian'an was very happy in his heart, and a smile appeared on his face, which was darker than before, and he scratched his head helplessly.

"It's not like I've run out of water, so I want to borrow some water from you.

Zhao Qian frowned when she heard this, and she saw through the other party's thoughts at a glance.

She didn't believe that the brothers of the Chen family didn't bring water, this kid just came to Xiyue to borrow water to drink, I'm afraid that the drunkard didn't mean to be in the bar.

Xiyue also only brought two pots of water, one pot of water has been given to Zhao Qian, and the rest of the pot of water is her own, how to give Chen Jian'an to drink...

"It's so hot, it's so hot, I feel like I'm going to faint.

Seeing that she seemed to be a little hesitant, Chen Jian'an immediately pretended to be too hot, and then saw that he was sweating profusely all over his body, which was indeed a bit bluffing.

"That's... Then you are not allowed to drink water directly from

my kettle...""My hands are dirty, and it is inconvenient to hold the kettle, please ask Comrade Shen Xiyue to help pour water into my mouth." Chen Jian'an looked at Xiyue pitifully, begging to get her soft-heartedness.

Zhao Qian's teeth itched, and she reached out and wanted to splash the water in the kettle on his face, but Xi Yue quickly stopped it.

Looking at the other party's pitiful appearance again, she also softened her heart a little.

"Okay, but you'll have to be shorter, too tall for me to reach.

A triumphant smile flashed on Chen Jian'an's face, and he knelt directly in front of Xiyue on one knee, raised his head vigorously, and exposed his fragile neck.

Xiyue took a deep breath, opened the kettle and aimed it at Chen Jian'an's mouth, and just suspended the water and poured it down, the water came quickly, making his tall Adam's apple keep rolling up and down and swallowing the running water.

When Chen Jian'an drank water, his eyes never left Xiyue, his eyes were wet, and there were feelings that Xiyue couldn't understand.

This gaze was so hot that she turned her head a little uncomfortably.

After looking elsewhere, the movements of his hands were naturally not so steady, and the direction of the flow of water gradually deviated, and the water flowing out flowed down Chen Jian'an's jaw, gradually wetting his neckline.

But Chen Jian'an didn't care at all, and he didn't shout to stop, he just unbuttoned his collar with one hand, revealing his collarbone and a small piece of chest, this posture is hard not to make people think about it....

Zhao Qian couldn't bear it anymore and stepped forward to stop Xiyue from continuing.

Chen Jian'an didn't care about the other party's gaze, just squinted contentedly, wiped his chin with the back of his hand and stood up, because of the enough water, his originally dry lips also became much more moisturized.

Xiyue's ears turned red, and she no longer looked at each other, and everything that happened here also fell into the eyes of Yang Minglei, who was watering not far away.

Zheng Shuya, who was standing beside him, saw that he was stunned, and couldn't help but reach out and pull his wrist and ask, "Minglei, what are you looking at, tell me about it."

Her voice made Yang Minglei come back to his senses, and he quickly withdrew his hand, and he frowned and said solemnly, "Comrade Zheng Shuya, it's better for you to call me by my full name, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble."

Zheng Shuya looked at Yang Minglei with disgust, and deliberately pinched her voice and looked at him with tenderness in her eyes.

"Do you want to draw a line with me so much? That day you found me suffering from heat stroke and fell to the ground, you are my savior, can't I call you a statement?"

Yang Minglei's eyes vaguely revealed a little impatience, this Zheng Shuya doesn't know what happened recently, she came to talk to herself every day, obviously she still disliked him at that time, how could her mood change so quickly...

"There is a difference between men and women, girls should be reserved, I'll go to rest first, Comrade Zheng Shuya, please take care of yourself. With that,

he put down the bucket in his hand and left.

Zheng Shuya looked at his departing back, and bit her lip unwillingly, why is the male protagonist so difficult to approach, but she is at least one step faster than that Zhao Qian.

imagined a rich life after replacing Zhao Qian and living with Yang Minglei. Zheng Shuya was in a good mood and reached out to dust the ash on her sleeve, her eyes full of imperativeness.