Growing Fond of You, Mr Nian

Chapter 1641: Deeply want to cry

Chapter 1641 Deeply Want To Cry

He finished secretly unzipping the jacket.

"..."

Nian Xi instantly understood everything, she rolled his eyes silently at him, how did he treat her that night in Lhasa, and now he wants to give it to him?

When she was young, she was vegetarian.

What's more, such cold weather is in a tent and can freeze people to death.

"Cold," Nian Xi shrank into the quilt, her face resisting.

Jiang Yaning was anxious. "Two people are not so cold, we can warm each other, and we don't drill out of the sleeping bag. Xixi, come, or we will sleep in the temple tomorrow, we can't ..."

After finishing talking, Nian Xi threw him an indifferent back.

Jiang Yanning tooted, and finally had to lie down silently, silently thinking of Amitabha.

...

The next day, the two began to turn mountains.

Because he had to spend the night stargazing in the mountains, Jiang Yongning had to carry his telescope, and there was some food and heavy luggage.

Nian Xi ’s physical strength is pretty good, but after walking through the Zhire Temple, the altitude is getting higher and higher, and a little tired. Looking back, Jiang Mining did n’t know when he was thrown behind a distance, holding his trekking pole in his hand, Panting.

Nian Xi stopped for a while to wait for him to come up, Jiang Yanning walked staggeredly, and he was not very fluent in speaking, "Xi Xi ... so tired ... so tired ... I was not so tired the last time ..."

After speaking, I sat down on the side of the road to rest.

Nian Xi is speechless. Are you still the youngest when you came back, can you compare with before? "Fortunately, I also let you go to the gym for a while, otherwise you won't be able to carry it to the foot of the mountain."

"Huh ..." Jiang Yanning gasped as he drank Red Bull. "Still ... you still have to work out. Usually ... it's not a thing to stay in the lab or exercise."

"Take a break," Nian Xi comforted him.

Ten minutes later, the two went forward again. After reaching an altitude of five kilometers, Jiang Yongning almost took a few steps to rest, and Nian Xi didn't go well. Fortunately, at dark, the two finally found a temple to rest. And found a bed.

Sleeping in the bunk bed at night, and a separate room for men and women, is very rude, the bed still makes a crunching sound when turning over.

But I can't take care of that much at the moment, it would be nice to have a place to rest.

There are seven people in Nian Xi's room, three are pilgrims from India, and the other is a girl from Sichuan. Her face is yellow, black and yellow, and it looks very vicissitudes.

Nian Xi was so frightened that she quickly took out the mirror and looked at her face. She didn't notice it before, but now she suddenly noticed that her face was black and yellow in the past two days. Her lips and cheeks were very dry and her face was high in red.

She remembered the years when Xiao Ting was sent to the Northwest by the average young man, and it was also a time of vicissitudes.

She felt desperate for a while, but when she saw the pious look of the Indians, she told her that the pilgrimage was sacred. Don't care about her appearance at this time.

But when I crawled out of the bed the next morning and saw Jiang Yanning, my heart was broken. I didn't notice the dizziness I climbed yesterday. Today I saw where her husband, who was once handsome and beautiful, went.

The husband, who had been tanned in Samoa, is even darker now, and his face is dry like a terrace.

She looked deep and wanted to cry.

"Xi Xi, what's wrong?" Jiang Yanning was puzzled by her sad eyes.

Second more. The third change later.

(End of this chapter)

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