Chapter 212: Kennel in the Tree

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Chu Liuxiang took Jiao Lin to a corner gate in the back house and told Jiao Lin: "You wait for us here, don't leave." ā€

Jiao Lin was stunned.

For when the three strange strangers had finished saying this, they were like kites blown into the high wall by a gust of wind, and suddenly they were out of sight.

Their way of doing things seemed to be completely different from others, and Jiao Lin didn't know him at all, not even their names.

But Jiao Lin trusted him.

Jiao Lin never trusted anyone, but he trusted him, and even Jiao Lin himself didn't understand why he trusted him so much.

The long night was coming to an end, and the rain had stopped

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Tasteful rooms

Chu Liuxiang walked out of the guest room and walked towards the middle room.

Inside the room

"This drunk butterfly has been every news for several years, and suddenly there is news about him" Lan Fengtian "I don't know what happened to him".

A little red looked at Lan Feng and said: "Why is Lao Hu on the tree, what does the kennel written in white powder mean, the dust has fallen off, I estimate that it will be more than fifteen days."

Lan Feng leaned into a little red arms and said slowly: "That was more than ten years ago!" I remember it was a big, big, tall tree.

At that time, I, Liuxiang, Drunken Butterfly, and Wood were still children, and we built a small log cabin between the thickest branches of this tree with wood of the same color as the tree, which was of course a little larger than the size of a bird's nest, and was about the same as the kind of house that primitive man built on the tree to avoid the night attack of wild beasts."

A little red tightly wrapped around Lan Feng and said, "I really want to appear by your side earlier, it's best to be involved in everything about you, why did you build that wooden house!" ā€ć€‚

Lan Fengtian smiled slightly: "It's not that they are naughty, for fun, their light skills were already very good at that time, so they built such a wooden house."

"The name of this kennel must have been given by Lao Hu, only he would have such a name, but why!". A little red.

Lan Feng tilted his gaze and stopped, as if recalling: "Of course we don't want to, Liuxiang said that only the Eagle Dapeng will nest in that kind of place, we are not dogs, and dogs can't go up trees, why do we call this place a kennel?" The drunken butterfly replied, "Because I like enough." Liuxiang only touched her nose speechlessly, and the wood smiled without saying a word, I just wanted them to be happy, and the drunken butterfly said, "And in the future, we may one day be chased by others like wild dogs and have nowhere to go, then we can hide here, so the place will be named the kennel".

"Have you ever been to that place yet?" A little red

Lan Feng leaned his head and said: "Well, although I was not chased around like a wild dog by others, I still went there, brought a few gourd wine, picked a few fruits, drank all the trees and climbed, and said all the things I couldn't, didn't dare, and didn't want to say to others, and then left, and I never went there again when I grew up."

"What about the white powder?" A little red

The last time we were leaving, we agreed: "As long as we are in danger, we will hide here, and whoever comes first, others must come to save him." ā€

Drunken Butterfly also said, "If I were to come, I would definitely leave the word 'kennel' in every place you frequent." Others don't understand what that means, but you do. He told us: "My situation must have been urgent, so as soon as you see it, you must come at once." If you see that we are written in white powder, then I am afraid that if you are too late, you will have to buy a coffin for me. ā€

We saw these two words written in white powder, and we have seen them in many places.

But when we saw it, the dust had already fallen off, and when the drunken butterfly left the word, it was at least fifteen to twenty days since we saw it.

Recently, although we have been in Jiangnan and have been in this area, the scope of this area is still very broad, and we can see the two words we agreed on ten years ago within twenty days, which is already a very good luck for drunken butterflies.

But twenty days is not too short, I really don't know what happened to the drunken butterfly. ā€

A little red comforted: "Don't worry, Lao Hu's life is very big, you can sleep well after a few days!" ā€ć€‚ As he spoke, he helped Lan Feng to lie down.

A little red tucked the corner of the quilt for Lan Feng, and Lan Feng was just about to close his eyes, the door was pushed open, and Chu Liuxiang walked in with a helpless expression.

Lan Fengtian saw Chu Liuxiang's expression and asked, "What's the matter, Jiao Lin refuses to stay?" ā€ć€‚

Chu Liuxiang shook his head, looked at him with a little red and said ill-willedly, "You won't get into any trouble again!" ā€ć€‚

Chu Liuxiang smiled bitterly and said, "This time I took the trouble myself."

A little red quipped: "The thief is still so old-fashioned and hot!" ā€ć€‚

Lan Feng tilted his head and smiled, "What's the matter!" ā€ć€‚

Chu Liuxiang took out a pure silk handkerchief, spread out the snow-white silk handkerchief, which had turned yellow, and embroidered a crooked crescent moon with red silk thread on it, and said slowly: "Help him find his daughter, I don't even know what his daughter looks like, let alone where she is, but it's ......." Some looked at Lan Feng with a weak heart.

Lan Feng raised his eyebrows and said, "But what."

A little red looked at it with interest, and Chu Liuxiang, who was unspeakable, said: "Hmph, it seems that there is going to be some sexual encounter."

Chu Liuxiang smiled and said, "Actually, it's nothing, Feng'er can find it for me."

Lan Feng looked at Chu Liuxiang quietly without saying a word, and waited for his answer with a little red on his chest.

Chu Liuxiang said slowly: "He said that her daughter has the same birthmark as the handkerchief, but the birthmark is in ...... in the position below the neck".

Lan Feng smiled and said, "Don't talk about it, even if you can't see it casually on your arm, you really have a good job!" ā€ć€‚

Chu Liuxiang looked at a little red, and a little red received Chu Liuxiang's eyes and looked at Lan Feng with a tired face and said: "This is to put it in the back first, find Lao Hu first, and then say, Feng'er have a good sleep!" ā€ć€‚

Lan Feng nodded and said, "Well, you guys should rest early!" ā€ć€‚

As soon as these words came out, a little red and Chu Liuxiang glanced at each other helplessly, how could they not hear such an obvious eviction order, so they had to reluctantly leave the guest room and close the door.

Outside the door, a little red hugged his arms and said: "In order to help you, I put myself in, but I can't help you in vain, what about the conditions!" Of course, you should know that I went to sleep." With that, he stretched and walked to one of the guest rooms.

Chu Liuxiang touched her nose helplessly, her eyes flashed, and she turned around and pushed the door open,

Walking in, a little red looked at the closed door and smiled, turned to enter the house.

Inside the room

Lan Fengtian only felt a burst of tulip fragrance enter his nose, and he was tightly hugged in his arms.

Lan Feng said softly: "The dignified thief Chu Liuxiang actually played tricks on me, a little girl."

Chu Liuxiang's breath hit Lan Feng's ear and said softly: "I don't know, Feng'er has a crescent birthmark on her body!" ā€ć€‚ He wouldn't have been unaware of every part of her body.

Chu Liuxiang gently gnawed on Lan Fengtian's earlobe, and Lan Fengtian couldn't hide from being bitten and muttered: "No, scoundrel......."

Chu Liuxiang took Lan Feng's lips in her mouth, bit it lightly, and her hand unconsciously groped, touching the skin that made her greedy.

Lan Feng leaned his hands against Chu Liuxiang's burning chest, his cheeks were already dyed red, Chu Liuxiang left a mark on Lan Feng's neck, and put the yarn down with a wave of his hand......

Lingering overnight......