Chapter Fifteen Artificial Respiration

  The warship has sunk!

  The idea suddenly emerged in his mind. He glanced at the place where he washed his hands, and indeed there was no one on the big stone.

  Damn it! An Ran immediately threw away the things in his hand, took a long stride, sprinted at a speed of 100 meters, and then dove into the lake with a posture that could rival professional athletes.

  The cool and clear lake water surrounded me all over, I flipped over calmly, my head emerged from the water surface, looking for the shadow of the warbler.

  Then... there was no then.

  Warriors' eyes widened and their mouths opened wide, three small circles occupied most of the little face, looking at Anran in the water.

  She just wanted to play a joke on him, hiding under the big rock, she didn't think that An Ran classmate was such an action person, without even a "search", directly "jumped".

  The lake water flowed along Anran's hair and onto her face, blurring her vision. Her ears, which had just been submerged in the water, seemed to be buzzing as well. However, what was even more chaotic was inside her head - shouldn't she have fallen into the lake? Why was she crouching under a rock instead?

  In the flash of lightning, the truth was so simple that it floated in her mind. An Ran was about to explode at this irresponsible joke, but suddenly her face changed color and her stable posture on the lake suddenly became flustered: "I... have a leg cramp..."

  Cut, isn't it? So soon to take revenge? Zhan Zhu Zhu instinctively felt that she was joking with her, taking revenge for the slap earlier. Hehe, did she think she could be deceived so easily? This trace is too obvious.

  "Battle!" An Ran splashed around in the water, shouting "Battle!" urgently.

  Look at you pretending... Zhan Doudou, with a sly expression, grasped the gap in the stone and climbed up, indicating that he was safe and wouldn't fall for his trick...

  But... how did he really sink down? ...The smiling face of the war collapsed, and when there was only a little ripple left on the lake surface, she finally couldn't help but dive into the water with a loud splash.

  No way, what a coincidence, I really got a cramp... It's all over, the joke has gone too far, Xiong An'an, hold on!

  The lake was paved with gravel, the water was clear and there were not many aquatic plants. The fish swam back and forth like a shuttle, and soon found An Ran. The sunset pierced through the surface of the lake and shot into the bottom of the lake, in the dim light that flowed away, An Ran's body moving with the water was so enchanting - but, please move a little! Don't have an accident!

  One-handed hug, quickly brought An Ran out of the water's surface. The buoyancy of the lake made his weight not so burdensome, but once out of the water, it became heavy again. Zhan Zhan didn't exert himself to put him on a rock, and instead found a relatively flat spot by the lake to lay him down, with half of his own body still in the water.

  "Xiong An'an!" Zhanpeng called out anxiously, his heart filled with regret - what was he thinking, and why did he assume the other person was joking too? Xiong An'an, you can't be in trouble!

  For fifteen years, a feeling called fear appeared in Zhang's heart for the first time.

  Why am I so thick-skinned... Why didn't I listen to Dad's words and be a proper person...

  "Xiong An'an!" Zhang shouted, but An remained completely unresponsive.

  First aid! Artificial respiration!

  He rubbed his face hard to wake himself up. This was no time for hurry or self-reproach, but for thinking of a way out.

  One hand pinched An Ran's nose and the other hand supported his chin, making him open his mouth. Taking a deep breath, he went up without hesitation, then pressed down on his chest, repeating this process over and over again.

  You must wake up, you must wake up, and the urgent cry is about to burst into tears. What's wrong with myself recently? Separating from Xia Zhi Gege and crying is enough to prove that I'm emotionally rich, but being angered by Xia Fei Han and crying again now doesn't match my title as a brave and chivalrous female warrior at all.

  Calm down, must calm down... Xiong An'an was only drowning for a short while just now, it should be just a temporary blackout, it's okay, it's okay...

  Zhan Yu comforted herself while continuing to give artificial respiration. When she leaned down again, An Ran's throat moved and a mouthful of water came out. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Zhan Yu's large face in front of her.

  "Huh? Warmed up his cheeks, pouting his small mouth, stopped in front of An Ran two centimeters away, suddenly big eyes flashed a hint of surprise: "Xiong An'an you woke up! Scared me to death!"

  An Ran coughed a few times, clearing the water from her airway. She didn't take the time to feel if there was any discomfort in her body; her mind was focused on the intense action from just now - had she just given him artificial respiration?

  Her pale lips suddenly turned red, bringing the entire face with it. Her bloodless face instantly became rosy. Had she just given herself CPR? That's... mouth-to-mouth?

  An Ran didn't know what she was panicking about. In this kind of situation, even if it were a real kiss, shouldn't the girl be the one to worry? Why did Zhan Yan look so calm and collected now, while he was over here thinking wildly?

  Thinking back to the previous "sexual harassment", An Ran had good reason to suspect that Zhan Zhan's invitation for National Day was not really with ulterior motives, right? With all the touching and kissing, his innocence! He hadn't even kissed a girl before!

  "Xiong Anan?" Zhan Pengpeng held Xiong's spaced-out face and shook it back and forth, worried that he might have been knocked unconscious by the water and become brain-dead from lack of oxygen. "Are you okay? I'll take you to the hospital!"

  Zhan Zhan pulled An Ran up, swung his right arm and leaned him against his back, making a gesture to get up.

  An Ran was startled and coughed out a few mouthfuls of water, also regaining consciousness. Looking down, half of himself was pressed against her back with his hand still being pulled by her and placed on her chest. Suddenly, he withdrew it as if electrocuted: "I'm fine!"

  "Really nothing's wrong?" Zhan Zhan was still not at ease, he was the host after all. If something happened to his guest on his own turf, he couldn't escape blame. If something were to happen to Xiong An'an, let alone Xiao Yi's good name, he would probably be viewed as an archenemy by An Zhi Jie from then on.

  "It's okay," An Ran patted away her hand that was touching her own forehead, who needs to check for a fever when someone is drowning? Is she going to take advantage of the situation and eat her tofu again?

  "Xiong An'an, sorry about that. I shouldn't have teased you earlier." Zhan Zhan blinked her big eyes, lowered her head in remorse, but couldn't help sneaking a 45-degree glance at An Ran's expression.

  From this angle, her big eyes are even more bright and clear, like a vast ocean, instantly surging towards An Ran's heart god, making him feel the same helpless and tense feeling as when he fell into the water earlier. He was indeed angry for a moment just now, when he surfaced from the water and saw her hiding under the big rock, but now, theoretically speaking, she is his lifesaver.

  And why did he feel guilty just by looking at her and didn't dare to face her directly?

  Where is his courage? Where is his pride? What about his temper?

  He quietly pushed open the door and stood up silently.

  "Ah!" Warbler was originally squatting on the riverbank, with both feet still in the water. With a sudden and unexpected push, Warbler instantly fell backwards, landing on his buttocks and splashing into the lake.

  An Ran had wanted to pull her in, but thought better of it - after all, wasn't she a great swimmer anyway?

  "Xiong An'an..." Warmed up by the splash of water, she got up again, stood in front of An Ran with her hands on her hips, originally wanting to question him with her usual big sister attitude, but thinking that he had just risked his life to save her, her face changed and she put on a flattering smile, wiping the water from her face: "Are you calm now? Not angry with me anymore?"

  The guiding ideology for this holiday is to get close to Xiong An'an and make him happy, so that we can become a family in the future.

  An Ran wasn't pushing her to vent his anger in the first place, that's too petty. He just happened to push her unintentionally - let's just call it even.

  She crossed her arms over her chest, with a pleading expression on her face. Due to the two falls into the water, she was drenched from head to toe, and her thin T-shirt clung tightly to her body, revealing her slender yet delicate figure. An Ran roughly brushed her hair back and turned around: "It's okay, let's go back."

  Just now, the two of them were still in high spirits because of their bountiful harvest. But after a cold shower, their emotions suddenly dwindled. Anran strode forward with big steps, her tongue sticking out, carrying the spoils of war, and following closely behind with a swagger.

  An Gongzi also seems to be a bit difficult to serve.

  Back home, of course, he couldn't say that it was because of his own mischief that An Gongzi almost died young, and Waruwaru's brain, which was always full of nonsense, came up with a reason on the spot. An Ran listened to Waruwaru's version of how they chased after wild chickens until they reached the riverbank and then decided to take advantage of the situation to experience the thrill of nature, speechless.

  Are pheasants wild ducks? Do you like going by the river?

  Wandering in nature, has anyone seen someone wearing shoes into the water? How eager must they be?

  However, he didn't expose him and went back to his room to take a bath and change clothes.

  He remembered that when he first came, Zhan Ruan introduced this as the room where Xia Zhige had just stayed, although Zhan Ruan's original intention was only to tell An Ran that this was based on the highest standard, but now An Ran thought about it, could there be some other meaning?

  Won't Zhan Zhan really have taken a liking to herself? Because Xia Zhi left, so she set her sights on herself? ... Otherwise, why did she suddenly change from her previous arrogant and rascal attitude after entering high school and become so good to herself?

  An Ran thought about it more and more, feeling that it was possible, his heart hung up. As one of the ten handsome men in Qing Yang, he naturally had many girls pursuing him, some confessed to him face-to-face, others sent secret letters, and some even asked others to pass on messages, but he could easily refuse and face them all.

  Why did he become uneasy when he changed into a warrior?

  If I refuse her, she won't jump up and beat me up, will she?

  If I reject her, she won't spread rumors all over the school, will she? After all, this isn't something she hasn't done before, and recently it seems like we've really been getting close.

  An Gongzi felt depressed and thought he was being led step by step into a trap.

  Didn't she say that she has a crush on Xia Zhiyi?

  Is he determined to catch up with her?

  How is it now that everything seems completely wrong?

  "Ah, Ah!" Just as Cao Cao was mentioned, he arrived. The sound of armor clanking and knocking on the door came in simultaneously.

  Ever since mistakenly entering Xia Fei's bathroom last time, Zhan Yu has become very mindful of knocking on the door before entering.

  An Ran was startled and hastily put on the clothes in her hand. After repeatedly checking herself to confirm that she wasn't exposed anywhere, she opened the door: "What's up?"

  "...have you eaten dinner?" Zhan Zhu Zhu curiously looked at An Ran's tense face, peeked into the room and joked: "You're hiding a beauty in your house?" Hehe, so tense, afraid of being discovered.

  An Ran took this as her being jealous and pulled open the door to show herself innocent: "Of course not."

  "Huh? This is his own home, of course he wouldn't hide. Waruwaru rubbed his head, had his joke cells become that bad? "Let's go! We're going to eat."

  Dinner was another big spread, this time the table was placed in the small courtyard, and they raised their cups to invite the bright moon. Everyone ate while listening to Waru's exaggerated account of how thrilling and perilous the hunting process was - of course, in order to continue to curry favor with An Gongzi and express his apologies for almost being killed by her, Waru lavishly praised An Ran.

  "Hey, young man is really good! I've never heard of you praising someone like that before. Not bad, not bad." Old Master Zhan first showed his appreciation to An Ran, the old man liked such heroic and generous spirit.

  ...Isn't she just trying to curry favor with herself...... An Ran had such a thought flashing through her mind. Unbeknownst to him, he was already completely immersed in his own little thoughts and couldn't extricate himself.

  "This is so much fun! The big battle, take us with you tomorrow!" Baozi exclaimed excitedly.

  "Ah, let's just eat and be done with it. We can continue to appreciate the beauty of nature tomorrow instead." The big tree and rice bucket spent the whole afternoon surrounding Xia Liqiu in the flower bed, and planned to do so again tomorrow, thus expressing their opposition to Baozi's proposal.

  "Hehe, okay, let's continue tomorrow." Zhan Zhan smiled and replied, then looked at An Ran: "Xiong An'an, let's continue tomorrow!"

  Shall we continue tomorrow?... An Ran listened quietly, but the words "warmed up" seemed to have a hint of teasing tone...

  I feel like I'm going crazy, what's with all these wild thoughts... An Ran is getting a bit frantic, she's not usually like this, so why does being around Zhan Yan make her feel completely off-kilter?

  After dinner, the entertainment activities in the countryside are simple, just mahjong and playing cards. Xia Liqiu had played once on his last trip and still had some interest in this activity for the time being, so he didn't decline. Seeing that the goddess liked it, Dashu and Fanweng naturally accompanied her to death, and also pulled Baozi along.

  An Ran, who was left empty-handed, didn't even have time to express his thoughts before being shouted at by Zhan Dandan to form another mahjong table - with Zhan Lao Ye, Jiang Xinyi and Jiang Xinyue.

  "You won't, you come." This really wasn't him being polite to the warlord, as a high-class rich and handsome guy like him, when would he have ever participated in such commoner entertainment activities? He hadn't even touched mahjong tiles before.

  "It's okay, I'll teach you!" Zhan Zhu Zhu himself was very willing to go up, this is also a fixed partner at home, but can't let Xiong Anan be alone, right? This is absolutely not the way to treat guests. "Don't worry, it's very simple, I'll teach you hand in hand, and guarantee that you'll learn after two rounds."

  Suddenly thought of Xia Fei Han, remembered his abnormal memory and analytical skills. Later must tell mom and auntie, never play cards with Xia Fei Han, otherwise only have the share of losing - Xia Fei Han has always been first in grade, An Ran is also, will Xiong An An also have this abnormal ability?

  Zhan Zhan couldn't help but take a deep look at An Ran.

  This smiling gaze was distorted again in his peaceful heart.

  An Gongzi shuddered deeply, with a feeling of being stared at by a big grey wolf like a small white rabbit.

  After a brief explanation of the rules, the mahjong game began. It's true that some people are naturally clever and pick up things quickly. An Gongzi's hands moved nimbly among the tiles, laying down cards at a speed even faster than Lao Yezi, an old mahjong master.

  Shuffling cards, sorting, calm and cautious. As for him, he didn't understand why he was sitting here either. Gambling had never been his thing, but watching Old Master Zhan and Zhan Dandan arguing over who was the mahjong master, and seeing Jiang Xinyi and Jiang Xinyue's enthusiastic invitations, he just couldn't bring himself to refuse.

  They are like family members, with a warm and intimate feeling, just like being at home.

  This is what he has been missing and yearning for, so let him have no choice but to accept.

  The first card, according to the rules mentioned earlier, was played steadily and moderately by An Ran. However, this level of play is clearly no match for a certain old fox. The cards had only been dealt five rounds when An Ran played a four-stick card. The elderly gentleman opposite him looked like a cat that had stolen fish, smiling complacently as he pushed the cards: "Hu le!"

  Uh... so fast... An Ran was stunned for a moment, looked at the old man's card, studied it carefully, and then followed the Jiang sisters in sorting cards... But, why did the old man keep staring at him? An Ran felt a bit bewildered, slowly stopping his movements.

  The old man grunted: "Three flowers and one stick, fifty!"

  This is still profitable...

  "Old comrade! Aren't you ashamed!" Just then, Zhang Doudou, who was cutting watermelon in the house, came out and heard the old man asking for money. He immediately acted as a righteous person: "Playing cards is an entertaining activity, how can you be so vulgar? Xiong An'an, don't bother with him! Disrespecting one's elders, shame on you!"

  An Ran once again experienced the unique family atmosphere of the War Family, where seniors and juniors seemed to be like friends.

  "Are you willing to admit defeat or not? Playing mahjong without a good ending, what's the point?! The old man was very unhappy, having won every round from the start, such a great beginning can't end without getting paid."

  "Come on, I'll go get the poker cards for you, 500 yuan a game, and we'll settle up together at the end!" Warlord Warlord didn't deny Old Master's words, but instead ran in again to grab two decks of poker cards, dealing out a pile to each person.

  An Ran didn't quite understand what this meant, and was just about to ask for clarification when Zhan Zhu Zhu had already dragged a stool over from the side and plopped herself down beside him with a flourish: "Xiong An An! Don't be afraid! With me here to supervise your gambling, I guarantee that today you'll win so big that Old Master's mustache will be standing on end!"

  She subconsciously shifted her buttocks to the side, with her by his side, his brain seemed to easily wander. Re-dealing the cards, drawing cards, playing cards, everything seemed almost the same as the last round.

  He caught four more, and he already had five or six in his hands, so he didn't need them. An Ran was just about to casually throw them away when, out of nowhere, Zhan Doudou suddenly pounced over, pressing down on his shoulder, half her body leaning against his back, her hand tightly grasping his: "Don't move!"

  Digression

  An Gongzi, you're thinking too much... Buru wa, you should be careful too...