In fact, Qinghe here is a little uneasy, every time she calms down alone, the figure of Ye Yizhi will appear in her mind, when she left Ye Yizhi, she still remembered everything, and she still rejected Qiao Meng, but now she has remembered it all, and her liking for Ye Yizhi when she was doing Jade Fusheng has become a burden for Qing He. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yu Fusheng likes Ye Yizhi, that's what she likes, but it's different from liking Qiao Meng, her liking for Ye Yizhi is just possession, but she can sacrifice for Qiao Meng's liking Qiao Meng, this feeling has been fighting in Qinghe's heart for a long time, and finally made her make up her mind.

Ye Yizhi is good to Qing He, that's true, anyone can see it, but Qing He may really have to live up to Ye Yizhi.

Qinghe stood on the side of the bed, looking at the bright moon above his head with a little sadness.

Qiao Meng made the bed and called hot water again before calling, "Qinghe come and wash his face." ”

Qing He came back to his senses and walked towards Qiao Meng.

Qiao Meng took a shower here, put new medicine on his body, and changed into clean clothes, although it was not the white clothes he used to wear, but this kind of cloth clothes also looked good on him, maybe he was already good-looking, even if he had a sack on his body, he was also good-looking in Qinghe's eyes.

Qing He buried his whole face in the basin of water, holding his breath, and after a while, the water began to bubble, Qiao Meng, who was closing the window, heard this sound, and looked back in surprise, and then saw Qing He leave the whole face from the water, dripping wet.

The depressed mood is much better.

Qiao Meng took a dry towel to help Qing He wipe his face, and Qing He was still doing it by him when he stood there.

"You're so funny when you wash your face, your clothes are wet."

Qinghe smiled and turned around and sat on the bed, how could she let Qiao Meng know that she was like this because she was upset, and how could she let Qiao Meng know that he was upset because of Ye Yizhi, so she could only laugh and fool around.

But fortunately, Qiao Meng didn't ask much, walked to the bed, took off the shoes on Qinghe's feet, and Qinghe rolled on the bed like a dead corpse.

"Don't run and soak your feet."

This Qiao Meng was so careful, he even brought a bucket of water for her to soak her feet.

Warm water wrapped around his feet, Qinghe leaned back on the bed and sighed, "It's so comfortable!" Sure enough, I married the right person. ”

Qiao Meng was unhappy when he heard it: "What is the right person, you are called marrying the right person." ”

"Yes, yes, married to the right person, my brother Qiao Meng." Qinghe's speech has a bit of coaxing a child, but Qiao Meng is very useful.

After Qinghe wiped his feet, he retracted his feet and put them on his hands, and lay there very chic with his legs crossed.

After Qiao Meng poured out the water, he came back and saw her appearance, and said helplessly: "Put your feet away." ”

"No, it's comfortable." Qinghe not only didn't put his feet away, but even shook it proudly.

Qiao Meng had no choice but to sit on the edge of the bed and began to undress, Qinghe was startled, hurriedly sat up and leaned against the corner of the wall with his hands on his chest and said, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Sleep!" Then he put the clothes he had taken off and placed them neatly on the stool beside him: "Do you want to sleep in these clothes?" Qiao Meng looked at her and asked.

Qinghe smiled a little flusteredly, then shook his head and took off his coat and threw it aside, Qiao Meng let out a long breath when he saw this, and reluctantly took her clothes and folded them aside: "Go to bed early." ”

Then he blew out the candle flame and lay down, Qinghe immediately got into the quilt when he saw this, and leaned towards Qiao Meng with a smile, Qiao Meng didn't expect her to take the initiative to approach him, a little surprised, but when he thought that he was going to get married, he put his mind at ease and hugged him into his arms.

The night was very quiet, Qinghe opened his eyes and looked at Qiao Meng in front of him, he fell asleep quietly with his eyes closed, her eyelashes were long in front of her, she suddenly became interested and raised her hand to flick his eyelashes, Qiao Meng was a little itchy, so she pulled her hand down: "Be honest, sleep." ”

Listening to the tone, he should have been woken up by Qinghe, and there was a little anger in his tone, it seems that he may be a person who has the gas to get up.

"Qiao Meng." Qinghe called softly.

"Huh?" Qiao Meng replied in a muffled voice, he seemed to be very sleepy.

But Qinghe didn't care, she just couldn't sleep: "I can't sleep." ”

"Close your eyes, don't think about anything, and fall asleep in a while."

"But when I think about marrying you, I can't help but think about it."

After the words fell, Qiao Meng opened his eyes and looked at Qinghe, then sighed helplessly and landed a kiss on her forehead: "Don't be cranky." Qiao Meng's hand patted lightly on her back.

In fact, when Qinghe was very young, when the master and the master were not at home, it was Qiao Meng who took Qiao Ling and Qinghe to sleep, and Qinghe would always cry at night to find his mother, at that time Qiao Meng would hum the song that the master and mother hummed on weekdays, hugging her and patting her on the back to coax her to sleep, at that time Qinghe was two years old, and Qiao Meng was only nine years old.

Unexpectedly, time passed, and the two faced each other with a different identity, but he still used this way to coax Qinghe to sleep.

However, this trick seemed to be very useful, and Qinghe fell asleep after a while.

Qiao Meng's movements in his hands also slowly slowed down.

Because when they came, they went back to their rooms to rest when they saw the patriarch, and they didn't see anyone in the village carefully, so when they got up early the next morning, they were looked at as soon as they went out.

However, because there were too many people, Qing He still kept a distance from Qiao Meng very well, in fact, Qing He was still quite afraid of unnecessary gossip.

Qiao Meng looked at the distance between herself and Qinghe, and felt a little uncomfortable, but she was willing to do this, so be it.

At noon, they were called over by the patriarch and specially prepared a sumptuous lunch for the two, and there were the direct children of the patriarch's family and a girl about the same age as Qinghe.

I don't know if Qinghe is too sensitive or what, she always feels that the girl's gaze has been falling on Qiao Meng's body, and it is very uncomfortable to look at her.

At this time, the patriarch asked: "Your business, Luo Zhen told me, if you don't dislike it, just stay with us for a few more days, and wait for us to talk about everything when it's ready." ”

Stay for a few more days, will Dongyue be worried if they can't see them these days, Du Heng and Liang Danqing will not come for so many days, will they send someone to find them?

Qinghe thought of this and said, "If it's too troublesome, just leave it." ”

The patriarch shook his head: "It won't be too troublesome, and there hasn't been a happy event in the village for many years, so it's good to make everyone lively." ”

Since the patriarch said so, Qing He couldn't shirk anymore, so he could only nod.

Qiao Meng sandwiched a piece of meat for Qinghe and put it in a bowl.

When the girl saw this, she said, "I want that piece of meat too." ”

Qiao Meng was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to do, but saw that Qing He didn't say a word, and directly put Qiao Meng's meat into his mouth, as if he didn't hear her speak, Qiao Meng lowered his head and smiled when he saw this, and the patriarch's son smiled a little embarrassed.

"Zhe'er, don't mess around." The patriarch's son said to the girl's eyes.

The girl named Zhe'er lowered her head a little aggrieved.

Except for this little episode of Zhe'er, the meal was generally enjoyable.

The two went back to the room to rest, and Qinghe said with some worry: "If we have been here for a long time, I don't know if they will be very worried about coming to us!" ”

"It's okay, it's only a few days, and now that the war is tight, they're afraid they won't have time to care about our lives or deaths."

Although Qiao Meng said that it was reasonable, it sounded a little desolate in Qinghe, and no one cared about their life and death.

At dusk, a girl ran to their door and said, "Miss Zhe'er asks Qiao Gongzi to talk." ”

After listening to it, Qinghe knew that the feeling at noon was definitely not sensitive, and this Zhe'er definitely had thoughts about Qiao Meng.

Qinghe grabbed Qiao Meng, who was about to leave, with some concern, only to see Qiao Meng smile at her: "Wait for me for a while." ”

In this way, Qiao Meng followed the girl out.

Qinghe sat in the house quietly waiting for Qiao Meng to come back, as if she had returned to Yingtian City, and she stayed alone in the hut, waiting for Qiao Meng to come back.

The place where Zhe'er lives is a relatively quiet wooden house, behind the house is a forest, and a lot of flowers and plants are planted in front of the door.

When Qiao Meng passed, Zhe'er stood there waiting for him.

"Miss Qiao Gongzi has arrived."

After Zhe'er heard this, a smile appeared on her delicate face, and she immediately turned around, only to see Qiao Meng standing there with a straight posture, and she shyly doted Qiao Meng and made a woman's salute: "Qiao Gongzi." ”

Qiao Meng also politely replied: "Miss Luo, I don't know what happened to Miss Luo looking for Qiao Menglai?" ”