The Untouchable President

Jiang Weiwei shook her head and bravely said, "I can pass."

Xiang Qingyu immediately passed away and was steady. As soon as he passed, he turned to face the girl opposite and prepared to protect her.

Jiang Weiwei took a deep breath and walked carefully to the opposite man.

In the face of him, he was pulled by his hand, and Jiang Weiwei was firmly caught in the man's arms. When she was still in a state of uncertainty, a warm kiss on her forehead fell.

Jiang Weiwei's pretty face, once again rose a bit, and along the way, the two naturally returned with their hands.

Back in the village, a lot of children came over. Jiang Weiwei also brought a lot of snacks this time. She distributed it to the children and looked at the simple and cute little face. It is indeed behind some. There are also some children who even have broken shoes.

Jiang Weiwei really hurts them. She thought, when she left, she asked for their address and name. Later, I went back and could send some money to them every year.

Lunch is a home-cooked dish. Everything here is very farmhouse, vegetables and fish and meat, all in the village, and there is no need to worry about pollution.

After lunch, Xiang Qingyi took the initiative to find the village head to chat, and there are things he is interested in here.

Jiang Weiwei was in the lounge on the second floor of the inn, and exported the photos taken, one by one, and naturally saw the photos of the man she photographed, and her own.

Looking at the self under the photo of Xiang Qingying, she held her chin and couldn't help but appreciate it. After the photos were exported, Jiang Weiwei took out her own picture and began to carefully follow some of her own inspirations.

Her first painting, naturally, was the starry color of last night, and her hand was like being kissed by an angel.

Every line is so beautiful and full of fashion.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Weiwei drew more than a dozen sketches.

I emptied my thoughts and painted things, and it really felt more, and here, she found a lot of colors, pure natural colors.

Jiang Weiwei seriously painted, the hostess of this inn, sent her fresh fruit, plums and peaches just picked from the tree.

Jiang Weiwei was grateful, "Thank you."

The boss looked at her and really praised it. "Miss Jiang, you are really more beautiful than the stars! I haven't seen the real star yet, but when I see you, I know that the star is probably not as good as you." ”

After listening to Jiang Weiwei, she smiled and said, "Thank you for your compliments."

"There is something for you, even though I am looking for me."

"Ok!"

Jiang Weiwei nodded.

Xiang Qingyi, a distinguished young master, is sitting under a big tree like a giant umbrella. Sitting next to four or five hundred-year-olds, I am talking about you. I talked in some dialects, old. The village head went outside, saw and understood Mandarin.

As an interpreter of Xiang Qingyi, I interviewed these senior citizens. These old people also share their daily lifestyles and some herbs they use to protect themselves.

Xiang Qingyi holds a pen and a book. Sometimes, he will send some important information. He is also very interested in the Chinese medicine. Some Chinese medicines can't solve the intractable diseases, but Chinese medicine has a miraculous effect.

The existence of Xiang Qingyu also caused some unmarried girls in the village to hide in far away places and secretly watch him because he looked so good.

The young man here, even if it looks good, but there is no such thing as a natural and noble atmosphere.

However, these girls also know that these handsome men have girlfriends, and his girlfriend is also very beautiful, standing with him, is called Lang Cai female appearance! After Jiang Weiwei finished the manuscript, she felt that she had been sitting for too long. She planned to walk down. She also took the camera by the way, took a walk around, and took a shot of the local customs.

When she walked to a group of eight or nine-year-old children, these children accepted her biscuits and liked her very much.

"What are you doing?"

Jiang Weiwei looked at the ground and painted some strange lines.

"We are playing games!"

A teenage girl said that she had already taken a break from school to bring her younger siblings.

Jiang Weiwei looked at her age and still at home, curiously asked, "Why didn't you go to school!"

"Our family is far from school, my family has no money to go to school, my brother and sister need me to take care of."

Jiang Weiwei sighed and advised her, "You still need to go to school, so that your future life will become different."

The little girl seemed to understand and nodded. A little girl next to her innocent and lovely, pulled her clothes. "Sister, can you play with us?"

Where can Jiang Weiwei refuse such a lovely face?

Although the little girl was dirty and her hands were dark, her eyes were pure and water-free.

"Okay! You taught me how to play!"

Jiang Weiwei smiled and participated in their game.

After a while, Jiang Weiwei figured out how to play the rules, and she also played well. The children in the mountains also have their own games! Xiang Qingyu and the village head chatted back together. When he heard the familiar girl laughter in the yard next to him, he immediately stepped over.

I saw a tree under the tree. In the evening sun, Jiang Weiwei was playing games with the children. The pure smile on her face was naturally integrated with the children in these mountains.

"Miss Jiang is really beautiful and cute. It is a good girl who looks good!"

The village chief praised.

Xiang Qingqi smiled and smiled, and he was undecided about the praise of the village chief.

He lived until now, and only she is the one he wants most.

Jiang Weiwei found that she was standing behind Xiang Hui and the village head. She smiled and said goodbye to the children and came towards them.

"Did you have fun?"

Xiang Qingyu looked at her forehead with a thin sweat and smiled and asked.

"It’s fun, a game I have never played since I was young."

Jiang Weiwei smiled and bent her lips.

The village chief sent them back to the inn to leave, and enriched the kitchen to greet them. The dinner tonight was even more enriched.

The chicken, duck and fish are all in one, and there are some delicious rice wines. The wine is not strong, and it is very sweet. The warm wine and fragrance make Chiang Kaiwei unable to bear a cup of tea.

Xiang Qingyu actually liked it, as if this rice wine, and his treasured red wine belong to a grade.

Jiang Weiwei was very satisfied and very satisfied. After eating, she sat on the balcony on the second floor, blowing her hair, enjoying the moonlight moonlight, and experiencing some different scenery in the city.

Here, there are no noisy crowds, no dazzling neon colors, and there is only pure nature.

Both people's hearts received a calm baptism, and Jiang Weiwei gave her first draft to Xiang Qingyi.

Xiang Qingyi also saw her design, her eyes brightened, and praised, "You will become the best designer in the future."

In Jiang Weiwei’s eyes, there is also a lingering desire. “I will try my best to realize my dreams.”

In the eyes of Xiang Qingying, there is also a smile. In the future, he will become her most powerful backing.