My Corpse is Bohemian

The next day, the sky was clear and it was a good weather to go out to play.

An Bu was wearing a blue sports suit, a pair of yellow sneakers, a large purple backpack, and a small rose-red pocket on his waist, all brightly colored.

Jian Ningxuan was wearing a simple black sportswear with nothing on his body except his mobile phone and card holder, standing beside the rainbow-like Anbu, like a humanoid projection.

The two of them each took a public bicycle, like two streamers, and rode towards their destination in the wind. From time to time, I can meet some sports cyclists on the road. When passing by An Bu and Jian Ningxuan, they will occasionally say hello warmly.

An Bu always greeted people with a smile on his face, while Jian Ningxuan was cold-hearted, but he didn't hate this feeling in his heart, he just had a commander's face by nature.

After riding for more than ten minutes, a layer of sweat had formed on Jian Ningxuan's forehead, and the heat was steaming around his body, like a boiled Jiwei shrimp.

He quickly rode to Anbu's side, and immediately felt a cool breeze coming with the wind.

An Bu looked at him and suddenly stretched out a hand to him: "Mr. Jian, I'm tired, give me your hand and let me replenish some energy~~"

Jian Ningxuan's palms were sweaty, he hesitated for a while, and finally handed over his hand.

The slender and slender fingers overlapped with the big hand with well-defined joints, and in the gorgeous morning glow, they outlined a soft halo.

Anbu's anger value began to rise, +2, +4, +2, +3...

Jian Ningxuan felt that a piece of ice jade suddenly penetrated into the fiery palm, instantly extinguishing the flames that burned the skin, leaving only a piece of coolness.

"Charge is complete!" An Bu released his hand, held the handlebars of the bicycle again, leaned forward, and shouted, "I'm about to sprint!"

After speaking, the figure was like a rainbow arrow, rushing down the steep slope, and the long hair formed a beautiful streamline in the air.

Jian Ningxuan chased after her, and the bright rainbow was deeply reflected in her gray-blue eyes.

An hour later, the two came to the Baiguoyuan Farm. The first thing that caught the eye was a green grapevine tree, with bunches of grapes hanging on the pergola, round and full, which was very attractive.

Outside the vineyard, rows of folk-style wooden sheds are set up, with stone tables, stone chairs, stoves, barbecue grills and other utensils for tourists to rest, have a picnic and experience farm life.

The arrival of An Bu and Jian Ningxuan attracted the attention of many tourists, and some even secretly took a few photos of them. In this world of beauty, handsome men and beauties are eye-catching wherever they go.

Anbu chose a wooden shed by the water, took off his backpack, and said while digging out his things, "Let's rest for a while, eat something, and then we'll go pick grapes in the afternoon." After a while, he added, "If If you want to fish, you can borrow a fishing rod from an old farmer."

"Yeah." Jian Ningxuan sat on the stone chair, looking far into the distance, quietly admiring the scenery of the farm. His sweat-soaked hair lay lazily on his forehead, and his gray-blue eyes were transparent and bright, making him look less sharp and more energetic.

Anbu handed him a bottle of juice, and took a few sips from the bottle himself. There was no change in her complexion, and there was not a single drop of sweat on her body. Her skin was white and transparent, like a piece of fine porcelain. Although it was beautiful, it was not at all popular.

Jian Ningxuan only thought that her constitution was special, just like herself, her body temperature far exceeded the standard of normal people, and modern medicine could not explain it.

"Wait for a while, I'll go to the old farmer to borrow some necessary tools." An Bu urged, and ran away without waiting for Jian Ningxuan to reply.

Jian Ningxuan just lifted half an inch of his hips and put them back again, staring at her distant back, the dry heat in his body as she left, scorching his body even more, and the sweat beads rolled down like a waterfall .

Therefore, he dislikes going out the most, especially in the wild without air conditioning.

When An Bu came back, Jian Ningxuan had already been baptized with sweat, like a big cat that had just been fished out of the water, the hairs were all tangled together, and her eyes were hazy and pitiful. However, he still maintained his usual high-coldness, and he didn't realize that his image had collapsed.

An Bu: "..." What should I do if I want to laugh? Hold back!

An Bu calmly took out his phone from his pocket and quietly took a picture of him. When she was about to save it, a big hand suddenly reached out and took her phone away.

Jian Ningxuan looked at the phone screen calmly and frowned, "How come there is a fruit photo of the President of the country in your phone?"

"What?" The fruit photo of the president of the country? ? ? An Bu hurriedly put his head together, trying to find the illegal picture that was likely to be invited to tea and involved **** and politics.

Unexpectedly, just as they got closer, the screen flashed, and the two faces next to each other were instantly frozen on the photo. The man's expression was pleasant and beautiful, and the girl was surprised, her lips slightly parted, as if she had seen something incredible.

An Bu: This man actually has a black belly? In order to retaliate for her candid photography, she even dared to make up the fruit photos of the President!

Jian Ningxuan didn't look at her. She tapped her finger a few times and was about to send the photo to her mobile phone. Who would have guessed that she couldn't find her name in her phone book for a long time. : Cat master.

Jian Ningxuan: "…"

An Bu: "..." Ah, it was discovered.

"Master Cat?" Jian Ningxuan's deep voice was a little subtle.

"It's a nickname." An Bu explained.

"I know it's a nickname." Jian Ningxuan unexpectedly remembered the cat bowls, cat dishes, cat tea cups, cat cakes, cat pillows that An Bu made for herself... So, she raised herself as a cat?

But, "Why a cat?"

"Because," An Bu frowned, "I like cats."

Suddenly being fed a handful of sweet cat food, Jian Ningxuan suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with being a cat. Who told her to like it "so", really... (An Bu: Where did "so" come from?)

After lunch, An Bu put a straw hat on Jian Ningxuan to make him look more down-to-earth, and then the two went to the vineyard to pick grapes together. The grapes here are picked by tourists at will, as long as they can fit, and then they will pay by the catty liang.

The grapes are growing very well, and the grapes are full. There is almost no need to select them. After a while, the two of them picked a basket each and came back.

Before they got close to the wooden shed, they saw a dozen young men and women occupying them and several nearby wooden sheds.

Although the wooden sheds are public, they also pay attention to first come first served. The items placed inside indicate that someone has already been there, and most people will choose another place in such a situation to avoid unnecessary conflicts.

Anbu did not put important items in the wooden shed, only some tools borrowed from the old farmer, and he carried everything in his backpack with him. In the afternoon, I originally planned to do barbecue, but now it seems inappropriate to drive people away or change places with tools.

"Wait for me." Jian Ningxuan whispered to An Bu, then walked straight towards the group of people.

An Bu originally thought that he was going to negotiate with the group of people, but he walked five meters away from them and stopped, then took out his mobile phone and pretended to be taking pictures of the scenery.

"I'm going, why is it so hot all of a sudden?" A young man shook his collar, his face flushed.

"It's already autumn, and it's still so hot, it's really evil." One person beside him also complained.

"Is it hot?" the companion sitting in the other wooden shed wondered, "I think it's pretty cool."

"Cool? It's getting hot."

"How is that possible?" Another companion in the wooden shed came over suspiciously, and immediately felt the prickly heat on his body shaking, his chest was stuffy, he quickly stepped back and said, "Your shed may not be ventilated, come over to our place. side."

Several people who stayed in the wooden shed in Anbu left one after another and walked into the wooden shed where the other companions were. It didn't take long for them to feel the heat.

Strange, they are both wooden sheds, why is the gap so big? Is it a feng shui problem?

Seeing that the wooden shed was emptied, Jian Ningxuan put the phone that was too hot to the touch and was on the verge of being scrapped back in his pocket, turned his head and gave An Bu a "successful drive away" look to An Bu not far away.

He actually "baked" those people away with his high body temperature that was different from ordinary people and could release heat...

An Bu walked up to him with a smile on his face, and praised, "Mr. Jian is really amazing."

Jian Ningxuan: "Making good use of all available resources is a necessary professional quality for leaders."

Don't be so **** yourself, look at yourself hot...

An Bu handed him the towel, and went to fetch him a basin of well water, thinking that she would not do barbecue in the afternoon, lest he faint from the charcoal heat, anyway, she brought enough "cat food" to feed him. It's perfectly fine to fill him up.

So the two of them sat in the shed, drinking tea, blowing hair, eating snacks, and playing crosswords. Blue sky, blue lake, grapevine, fields, cool autumn breeze, picturesque scenery.

Unknowingly, at four o'clock, An Bu went to the old farmer to buy two bottles of home-brewed wine. After paying the money, he and Jian Ningxuan rode their bicycles, facing the afterglow of the setting sun, and galloped towards home together.

"Anbu."

"Ok?"

"Let's come together next time."

"OK."

A touch of soft pale gold slowly swayed away from Jian Ningxuan, brightening An Bu's eyes...