And ah, this time the water is so deep, a little bit higher, it's close to her chest Above the water, the familiar voice said: "Have you ever heard the story of a blacksmith?"
"The blacksmith was afraid of thunder when he was a child, and he was afraid of the sound of hammers when he grew up, but his family had been blacksmiths for generations, and his father told him that if he didn't become a blacksmith, he would be kicked out of the house.
In the end, the blacksmith spent seven days, walking around with a hammer every day.
Practice every day. ” "The first time, he knocked and dropped the hammer, the second time, he slowly began to get used to it, then the third, the fourth, and finally, he became the most famous blacksmith in the area."
"Poof, huh" After Bo Qichen's story was told, he fished up Yan Yanqi.
Yan Yanqi had already imprisoned his hair with a headband to the back of his head, so it was easy to save trouble.
Wiping the seawater in front of him, Yan Yanqi hurriedly asked, "Where did the seventh master hear this story, why haven't I heard of it?"
Because if she didn't ask quickly, she might be filmed again half a second later Bo Qichen's hand was on her waist, and he said in a faint voice: "Whoever you listen to now, I will listen to whoever says." ” Hear the words.
The corners of Yan Yanqi's mouth twitched fiercely: "Seventh Master, this joke is a bit cold." ” "Bang", as soon as the words fell, Bo Qichen pressed her into the water.
"There's more and more nonsense."
When Yan Yanqi in the water heard this, he really wanted to scold his mother for this so-called legendary story, but it was actually made up by Bo Qichen himself, is this a cold joke How could Yan Yanqi know that this was a story that Bo Qichen told for her, first, so that she could reduce her fear and distract herself.
The second is to let her understand what the main point of this story is, and learn the spirit of the blacksmith.
Half an hour later, Yan Yanqi climbed ashore, and then knelt on the shore, without any strength.
"Seven" Bo Qichen heard the voice, and then looked at her, his eyebrows raised slightly: "Hmm" Yan Yanqi gasped and shook his head slightly: "No" She didn't bother to talk now anyway.
"Tomorrow to continue."
"Ah" Yan Yanqi frowned fiercely, and then fell to the side and lay directly on the beach.
The beach was very soft and soft, Yan Yanqi closed his eyes with a look of enjoyment, and his violently undulating chest gradually calmed down.
"Why, I only held out for two days and then retreated" Bo Qichen looked at her with hatred, a little displeased.
After speaking, he looked at Yan Yanqi, who seemed to be lying on the ground, and frowned: "What is it to lie on the ground?"
"Hmm" Yan Yanqi pressed his eyebrows a little tiredly.
"Seventh Master, I'm a little uncomfortable" where she was lying, as long as she turned over behind her, she would roll into the sea.
The sand underneath him was also a little damp.
Her eyes seemed to be unable to open at this time, and her body curled up involuntarily, like an insecure baby.
Bo Qichen's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly stepped forward and leaned down, one hand reflexively probed her forehead, and asked in a soft voice, "Where is it uncomfortable?"
Yan Yanqi pursed her lips, then raised her hand and pressed it on the back of Bo Qichen's hand on her forehead, and she vaguely complained dissatisfiedly: "Why did the seventh master push me down again and again to train me how to hold my breath, I don't know":