Mobile reading "Lu Mengmeng, don't do anything stupid.
An Qing doesn't believe me.
I have a way to explain to her.
We are childhood sweethearts after all.
Don't think too much."
Qin Chuan looked at Lu Mengmeng looking desperately at the deep river water. shouted with some fear.
After all, Lu Mengmeng came to find him, Qin Chuan, and then ran away.
It can be said that if Lu Mengmeng had any shortcomings, he, Qin Chuan, would be drowned in spit even if he had no responsibility.
"I have been sitting at the same table with An Qing for a long time, but she still doesn't believe me.
Brother Qin Chuan, how can you make her believe that she used to say that death will make one's ambition clear?
I think if I die, An Qing will definitely believe in Qin Qin.
Brother Chuan, Mengmeng's life is not good.
The only people who have been good to Mengmeng these years are you two.
Mengmeng can't watch you two misunderstanding each other.
Let Mengmeng bear all the mistakes alone."
Lu Mengmeng With that said, he jumped into the river.
What Lu Mengmeng said before jumping into the river was very sensational, which made Qin Chuan feel a little dazed.
So when he watched Lu Mengmeng jump, he subconsciously tried to catch her, but he missed her and he also fell into the river.
Because it was a working day and it was class time in the morning, there were not many people by the river, so after the two jumped in, no one noticed that Qin Chuan could swim.
After falling into the river, he only choked on a sip of water and immediately died.
After she recovered, Lu Mengmeng took a few gulps of water.
Her white dress floated for a moment, then drifted toward the center of the river little by little, and sank little by little.
Qin Chuan struggled towards Lu Mengmeng.
He pulled Lu Mengmeng to his side, and then let Lu Mengmeng hold him as if he was holding a piece of driftwood.
The water wetted the clothes and stuck to Lu Mengmeng's body, outlining the beautiful curves.
Qin Chuan held Lu Mengmeng and looked away awkwardly.
Lu Mengmeng's eyes were tightly closed, and her hands were holding on to Qin Chuan's clothes, refusing to let go.
Qin Chuan held the pale-faced Lu Mengmeng and patted her, asking her to vomit water.
Lu Mengmeng closed her eyes and vomited.
The two of them were covered in wetness.
They were so close that the atmosphere gradually became more fiery.
Although Qin Chuan prides himself on being a measured person, how could he not be touched by the warm fragrance of Nephrite in his arms and at a young and vigorous age?
What's more, Lu Mengmeng's inadvertent movements when spitting out water really made him feel like Like grass growing "Mengmeng, Mengmeng, wake up," Qin Chuan shouted in a hoarse voice, his eyes fixed on Lu Mengmeng constantly, hoping that she would wake up quickly.
"Uh, uh" Lu Mengmeng was called and coughed twice, but his eyes never opened, but Qin Chuan heard the footsteps of someone passing by around him.
In this embarrassing situation, it was obviously not a good idea to let Lu Mengmeng, who was soaked all over his body, appear in front of others.
Similarly, Qin Chuan did not want to cause trouble for himself, so he had no choice but to carry Lu Mengmeng on his back and hid by the river.
The park is hidden behind a few tall trees.
Fortunately, there is a stone chair hidden by the grass, which makes it much more convenient.
Lu Mengmeng was placed on the stone chair by Qin Chuan, but she still didn't open her eyes.
Qin Chuan wanted to relax, but she was like a newly born baby, holding on to Qin Chuan's clothes with both hands, even with great strength.
It was so shocking that Qin Chuan was forced to fall down.
With the cool touch of the river water and the irrepressible youthful impulse, Qin Chuan was addicted to Lu Mengmeng's pull and dependence.
Everything just happened.
By the time Qin Chuan calmed down, Lu Mengmeng had already opened his eyes.
With her eyes closed, she seemed stunned and looked at Qin Chuan blankly.
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"Brother Qin Chuan, what are you doing?"
Lu Mengmeng's soft and weak hands pushed Qin Chuan, but the touch with a slight coolness and weakness could be said to be rejection or rejection, but it was more like an invitation. appropriate This book comes from tgt ttrgt: