Blue ink Yan opened his eyes with a hint of blood in his eyes, but the deep eyes were as sharp as usual, as if it was not him who was listless just now.
"How dare you complain about your master?"
Ru Xiaonan pouted, "How dare you? You are Shao Qing of Dali Temple, and even Mr. Jiao will be dumped by you. How dare I blame you?"
Green ink Yan pursed her lips.
Jiao Zilai was really hit this time. When he woke up, he tried to die. I don’t know what happened to Shao Qing in Dali Temple.
In fact, he got blood because of his new clothes.
The carriage bumped.
Blue ink yan frowned and closed his eyes.
RuXiaoNan stretched out his hand and hugged him, hoping to reduce the influence of carriage bumps on him.
"Pain" green ink yan spit out a word.
Ru Xiaonan’s face is covered with nai. Of course, she knows that he will feel pain, but there is no way. She can barely control the poisonous hair, but there is no way to eliminate the uncomfortable feeling it brings.
"Say you like me" with a blue ink on the top of your head and a low mute.
What?
RuXiaoNan looked up at him with something wrong with his ear.
"Say you like me, so I will feel better." Qing Mo Yan looked at her seriously, although he was embarrassed for a night, but his manners were still there.
Shao Qing of Dali Temple is really a guy who is imposing on any occasion.
"Can you stop talking?" RuXiaoNan blushed.
"Then think of 20 reasons why you like me."
Ru Xiaonan felt that his head was steaming and his body temperature was rising.
What the hell is this, Shao Qing? Are you sure it’s the ancients of this era, not from modern times?
"Speak a little bigger" green ink yan lip Angle shallow evoked "don’t want to talk, we will talk about you and little report to leave things …"
Karma came so fast.
Ru Xiaodong is one head and two big.
Although Qing Moyan looks generous and decent, he is actually a dictatorial tyrant who doesn’t want to like torturing people.
"Like …" It seems that you have to be soft before you can dodge the bullet.
"The sound is too small to hear" green ink yan closed his eyes again clutching his chest breathing shallow.
Outside the carriage, Xuanyu and others clearly heard Miss Ru’s crisp children’s voice
"I like green ink Yan like green ink Yan … like …"
They looked at each other.
There are a few bold and enthusiastic women in this world, but few of them are so straightforward.
They are really blessed in the world. You can’t be too bored to panic when you hear more.
RuXiaoNan said straight all the way, almost smoking.
If it weren’t for Qing Mo Yan’s poor health now, she would really like to change back into a fragrant raccoon dog and grab a few ways for him.
Green ink Yan’s bad taste is really unbearable. Do you like playing tricks on her so much?
Back to Qinghou Mansion, Qingmo Yan directly let people tear down the front door threshold, and the carriage directly entered the mansion until it was outside the purlin, so that people prepared a soft sedan chair and carried him back to his yard.
"Come and drink ginger soup." Green ink Yan lay there pretending to be a gentleman, directing Ru Xiaonan to do this for a while and directing her to do that for a while.
RuXiaoNan busy out a head of sweat to body cold instead of scattered some.