Surprise! The villains eavesdropped on me eating melons!

☆ 67. The 67th melon

"Ah ha?"

"Have you broken your breath???"

"Is it the kind of broken I understand?"

"You don't have to try so hard to hold it in!"

"Two minutes is great~"

"Don't make it too hard on yourself~"

The guests turned off the bees and whispered in low voices.

Lin Cha sat in a higher sedan chair and walked leisurely in front, so naturally she didn't hear the voices of the guests behind her. But Jiang Mingkai was walking at the end, and he heard everything he should and shouldn't have heard!

His face flushed, and he almost suffocated himself to internal bleeding!

He's not broken! It

's just inflammation! Just a little inflammation! It can be cured with medicine!

It will be normal after the treatment, it's not as serious as Lin Cha said!

"Lin Cha, you are spreading rumors!"

Jiang Mingkai was so angry that he couldn't help but yelled at Lin Cha in front of him.

Lin Cha turned around, with a blank face, "Huh?"

That look was pure and innocent, as if nothing had anything to do with her.

Jiang Mingkai choked.

How could he forget that Lin Cha didn't know that they could hear her voice.

What should he say now?

If he says it, the time will be reset!

So angry!

He can't scold me, and he can't vent it, so he can only bear it himself!

Jiang Mingkai had no choice but to say, "Forget it, it's okay..."

Lin Cha looked at Jiang Mingkai's face, which was flushed with shame but helpless, with a more innocent and confused look.

[Brother Kai is not in a good state! ]

[I understand! ]

[It must be that he has prostatitis again! It hurts to hold it in! ]

[Alas, men! Sometimes it's not easy! ]

Jiang Mingkai: "..."

It's not easy.

Especially meeting you, it's even more difficult!

Please, Cha Cha, can you shut up for the rest of the journey, oh no, shut up your brain!

Balls!

In the following time, Lin Cha really stopped.

It was mainly because she couldn't hold it anymore, her eyelids were fighting, so she took a nap in the sedan chair.

For a while, the mountains and forests returned to tranquility, leaving only the sound of the wind blowing the leaves and the chirping of birds in the jungle.

The sun shines through the dense woods into the forest, casting mottled shadows of trees on the mountain road. The sedan bearers carried the sedan, and the male guests followed on foot. Two hours later, everyone reached the top of Jiyun Mountain.

Because it was late autumn, the sun was bright, but not hot at all. This temperature was just right. Wearing casual long-sleeved clothes, the wind blew, cool, and the sun fell on the body, slightly warm.

The guests rested for a while and gathered on the transparent glass platform of Jiyun Mountain. There was a cliff of thousands of feet under their feet, and there was a rushing mountain spring, winding all the way to Haishi Jinjiang. Tens of millions of streams converged and finally poured into the turbulent East China Sea.