Chapter Nineteenth: A small bridge flows with water and people's homes, and there is also a beautiful man like this.

  "Hey!" Chihiro Natsumi's anger surged again, and she grabbed his collar even tighter. Perhaps the force was too great, as two buttons popped off from the buttonholes and fell to the ground at their feet with a soft clatter.

  Without the constraint of buttons, her fingers lightly brushed against his chest as white as jade. Half of her palm was stuck to his skin and half was separated by his collar. A warm feeling spread to her palm, hot and scorching. Ye Songge couldn't help but let out a suppressed moan, her eyes filled with infatuation.

  Qian Lian Xia was so embarrassed that she couldn't help but see the fierce burning in his eyes, and she quickly withdrew her hand. But unexpectedly, his palm grasped her slender wrist in time, he let out a low growl, flipped over, and pressed her down under him.

  She gasped, about to scold him, when Ye Shengge's scorching kiss had already fallen, heavily pressing on her lips. The heat was so intense, the urgency so palpable. Everything happened in a flash, seemingly too fast for anyone to react.

  After a long while, he finally calmed down his heavy breathing and moved away from her lips, looking down at her with an air of superiority. "Little girl, has anyone ever told you not to mess around with men?"

  Qian Lian Xia's palm was about to slap him, but he easily caught her wrist. The man's clear face was dyed with a deep flush, "I've always underestimated you, it turns out you're so... passionate?"

  "Damn you, pervert!" Chihiro Natsu repeated, wiping her lips again and again. She had kissed so many times in her past relationships, but none of them were as frequent as this weird uncle's kisses.

  She turned around and wiped her mouth, puffed out her chest and glared at him, "Are you a kissing maniac? How can you casually kiss girls without restraint? Hasn't anyone told you the basic manners of being human? You're a perverted old uncle, shameless, indecent, despicable, and detestable!"

  He quietly listened to her scolding, not getting angry, and only spoke after she finished, "I'm your man, it was me who took you on this plane, what can you do?" His eyes gleamed as his hand landed on top of hers, "Little Lianlian, just now, weren't you so passionate about taking off my clothes?" He added another sentence, "Don't deny it!"

  Qian Lian Xia's eyes widened in shock as she stared at him, "When did he become her man? It was simply shameless."

  "Uncle, sorry, but I never accept things that are delivered to my doorstep, especially... men." She gave him a sideways glance, her eyes gleaming with amusement and warning. "Don't forget, we're on an airplane, okay?"

  Ye Shengge's eyes suddenly flashed with coldness, "Are you afraid?" He provocatively looked at her.

  Qian Lian Xia wasn't a big girl, so she suddenly hid behind the chair like a rabbit, her hands wrapped around her chest, and looked at him with pitiful eyes like a deer, "Woo woo woo, I'm so scared, I don't want to die, so scared."

  Ye Sheng Ge thought she would stand up with righteous indignation and tell him, "I'm not afraid of you." But unexpectedly - he got up from her body, sat back in his original position, closed his eyes, and didn't say another word.

  Qian Lian Xia didn't expect him to let her off so quickly this time, and she was a little surprised, even feeling a bit uncomfortable. She tried to shake off the strange feeling in her mind, thinking that maybe she was a masochist or something. So in the end, he ignored her, and she was happy to be left alone.

  Apart from a small incident along the way, everything went smoothly.

  The destination finally arrived, Ye Shengge was the first to get off the plane, and Qian Lixia followed him.

  Like the warm wind in April, it scattered the crystal clear glass on the ground. The wind blowing in front of me carries the breath of the mountains, with the transparency of water, the peace of the wind, the fragrance of leaves, and the lingering smoke from cooking.

  Qian Lian Xia opened her eyes and gazed at the breathtaking scenery in front of her.

  In the distance, layers of heavy mountains and lush green trees seem to be dripping with dew. Nearby, a small bridge flows over the water, rushing past. On the old bridge that spans the river, on the other side, there is a row of ancient thatched cottages, with smoke drifting lazily from the chimney tops.

  She never thought that in today's modernized and high-tech world, there would still be such a secluded paradise existing, as if it had forgotten the existence of heaven and earth.

  Ye Sheng Ge stood in front, wearing a white shirt and black casual pants, with his hands casually inserted into the pockets. His black hair was blown up by the clear wind, revealing a sharp and bright outline.

  Qian Lixia couldn't help but despise this devilish uncle, yet at this moment, she was captivated by his extraordinary demeanor. It was undeniable that Ye Shengge was the most handsome man she had ever laid eyes on, aside from her father, of course.

  Qian Lian Xia looked at his back and suddenly thought of an ancient saying: Do not seek to share a cup of water, but seek to forget each other in the rivers and lakes.