Dedicate the universe to the birth of the Queen [Zerg]

Chapter 64 Raining

Jiang Ningning held Hewlett's waist with both hands and held his white shirt tightly with her fingers. In her ears, there was a mechanical sound that was so rumbling that it almost exploded. The violent vibration made her feel like an earthquake, and her vision trembled.

The more nervous she became, the tighter she hugged Hewlett. Her arms hugged his tight and narrow waist, and her forehead rested on his hard chest. Under the thin white shirt, she seemed to feel his hot body temperature. .

Hewlett held her with one arm, or rather hugged her.

Because her toes couldn't touch the footing, Hewlett was afraid that she would slip due to shaking, so he put his arms around her waist, and his broad palms were extremely close to the ground. Every time the machine shook, her The hair would rub against his chest gently but not heavily. Every time at this time, she could feel Hewlett's arms stiffen for a moment.

Gradually, Jiang Ningning began to adapt to the violent shaking. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at the open land in front of her. The moist wind with an earthy smell blew towards her face.

And Hewlett looked down at her, his eagle eyes sharp and calm, his dazzling silver hair flowing on her heart like moonlight.

Jiang Ningning's eyelashes trembled and she said, "Don't look at me, look at the road."

Hewlett's slightly raised eyes contained a vague smile: "The computer will calculate the optimal path."

While talking, the picture on the display already showed that the tiller had turned a row of land, sown the seeds, and then covered the seeds with a thin layer of soil. It was done in one go, simple and efficient.

Once one row is sown, the tiller begins to slowly turn and start sowing another row.

The large turner rumbled, and when it turned, the soil kicked up splashed onto Jiang Ningning's face.

"Ah," Jiang Ningning covered her face, and a streak of mud was thrown on her white face.

She wiped the mud with her hand, and the wet mud immediately spread on her face, turning into dirt like a cat's whiskers, and she looked cute in her embarrassment.

Hewlett's falcon eyes, which were as dark as thick ink, revealed dots of smiles. He hurriedly wiped her face with his fingertips, but the more he rubbed, the more stains appeared on her face. Her face was as fair and delicate as a white camellia with dewdrops. Became a black camellia.

Hewlett pursed his lips and suppressed a smile.

"Laughing at me?!" Jiang Ningning's eyes widened, and she smeared the remaining mud on his face like a wall.

Hewlett did not dodge, but instead raised his head and laughed heartily.

The more wanton and joyful his laughter was, the more embarrassed Jiang Ningning became. She simply leaned forward and straddled his waist, with her knees on both sides of his narrow waist. She stretched out her hands to rub mud on his face even harder, even on her silver hair. She was covered in mud.

Hewlett leaned his narrow back on the armrest of the seat, holding her waist with one hand and supporting her butt with the other, looking at her tenderly and dotingly. Even if the machine was bumpy, under his protection, Still as stable as a mountain.

Suddenly, he stopped smiling and looked at her intently and silently.

Only then did Jiang Ningning realize how awkward the position between them was. She supported his chest and tried to sit up, but her slender wrist was easily held by Hewlett, playing with it between his rough and wide palms.