The System Shuttle is Full of Blessed Wives

Fortunately, there is nothing wrong now, but thinking about it, Huang Qiuhua's back still feels a little chilly.

Qin Mingsheng's expression didn't change, he didn't change his face at all because of being scolded, instead he waited for his mother to finish scolding before he spoke slowly. "Mother, you also understand in your heart that she is different. Do you think your son can stop it? I also asked, and she said that it has no effect on her, so I acquiesced."

Originally, he was ready to accompany her, but he never expected that he would be useless at all.

Thinking of this, Qin Mingsheng felt quite frustrated in his heart. For the first time, he felt his own uselessness.

However, this feeling, he will not tell anyone.

Thinking of the scene of changing clothes for Xiao Mu at that time, Huang Qiuhua sighed, "Okay, you all pay attention at night, I will guard the door for you."

The matter has come to this point, it is useless for her to say more.

Qin Mingsheng has always known that his mother is not like an ignorant shrew in the village. Although the culture she received was only in the second grade of elementary school, she is very sensible and fair and decent in dealing with others. She has always set an example to educate the brothers and sisters.

He was very relieved to let her take care of the people and matters in the family.

The cold winter night came earlier, around 6:30, the night had already fallen.

Qin Mingsheng led Mu Yiren up the mountain in the dark under the light of the moon.

To avoid being noticed, they did not dare to light a torch, so they could only hold a kerosene lamp to illuminate the road.

In order to go back early, the two of them kept their mouths tightly together and said nothing.

Although it can hide people's eyes and ears at night, it may not be 100% safe in the mountains.

As for the road in the mountains, I didn't feel anything wrong when walking in the daytime, but at night, the surroundings were dark, and the Muyi people staggered a little while walking, and stepped on some uneven stones from time to time.

"Give me your hand."

Suddenly, a low voice sounded, which seemed extraordinarily magnetic and charming in this night.

Mu Yiren could only see the general outline of the people walking in front, but when he heard Qin Mingsheng's words, Mu Yiren stretched out his hand subconsciously.

Qin Mingsheng carried a kerosene lamp and walked in front. The road conditions were better than the Muyi people who walked behind him. In addition, he was very familiar with the terrain and location in the mountains, so he didn't feel anything along the way.

Because he was paying half of his energy to pay attention to the person behind him, he felt that the other person was struggling, so he couldn't help but opened his mouth.

Qin Mingsheng wanted to grab the other's wrist, but because his vision was not very clear, his hand touched hers.

Delicate and soft!

This is the adjective that flashed in Qin Mingsheng's mind when his hand touched Mu Yiren's.

The moment Qin Mingsheng's fingertips touched her own hand, Mu Yiren suddenly felt a little bit of electric current flowing through her fingertips, which made her heart tremble.

Qin Mingsheng realized his inappropriate behavior, and under the cover of the night, he pretended to be very natural and calm, quickly followed his hand, and grabbed her wrist. The thick clothes in winter also avoided skin contact, so it was not considered abrupt. .

In fact, Qin Mingsheng himself felt that the base of his ears were hot and red.

Mu Yiren didn't say anything, and quietly let Qin Mingsheng lead her, but her heart was beating suddenly.

She didn't understand, she just touched her fingers lightly, why she reacted like this, like a deer bumping in her heart.

Perhaps, when people are in the dark, every sense and touch will become extremely sensitive!