441, Fanwai (61)
"Young master, it's cold outside, you better wash and sleep." Qianzi did not give up and comforted, but this tone was awkward to listen to.
Finally, in her chatter, Jun Yueyan covered her ears, got up and went back to the tent, and "brushed" the tent, never wanting to listen to women's nagging anymore.
After his ears cleared, Jun Yueyan let out a long sigh of relief.
But that's just the beginning.
After going on the road the next day, Qianzi lingered around Jun Yueyan.
"Young master, how about arranging a roast chicken wing for dinner?"
"Young master, do you want me to rub your shoulders and legs for you?"
"Young master, hand over the clothes to me, I'll wash them!"
Watching her directly take away all the dirty clothes she had changed from, not even letting go of her underwear, Jun Yueyan's face completely darkened.
βzhanzhuοΌβ He let out a roar.
Qianzi looked back with a smile.
"Give you Sancheng, don't let me hear your slightest bit of dryness, otherwise, Yicheng won't even want to get it!" Jun Yueyan said in a calm voice.
"Okay, deal!" Qianzi raised her eyebrows excitedly, casually threw a basin of Jun Yueyan's clothes to the ground, and kicked him with a kick.
With that addition, who will wash their clothes!
Jun Yueyan admitted that seeing his beloved clothes kicked like a ball by this woman, he was really angry and injured internally! This female thief really has the potential to drive him crazy!
There were a few dangerous sounds in his throat, and before he could speak, Qianzi had already left briskly, and muttered in his mouth: "Finally, I don't have to serve this stinky man." β
Jun Yueyan's self-control, which she had always been proud of, almost collapsed.
"Shizi ......" silently picked up the wooden basin containing dirty clothes from the ground, looked at him sympathetically, and comforted, "Actually, you are very fragrant." β
The corners of Jun Yueyan's mouth kept twitching.
He's fragrant? Where did he smell him?
In the evening, the sun sets, and there is a touch of red left in the distant sky.
Smoke rises from the depths of the bamboo forest, and the aroma of cooked rice is tempting, making people salivate.
Jun Yueyan leaned on a smooth big stone and chewed slowly, his eyes slowly swept over the faces of the secret guards under the tree, and suddenly, the chewing action stagnated, he frowned, and asked the thin three on the side: "Where is the female thief?" β
It was as if something was missing without her for so long, which attracted Jun Yueyan's attention.
"Female bandit?" Thin Sanyi was stunned, "Huh", and looked left and right, "Yes, where did she go?" Why didn't you come to eat? β
Jun Yueyan swallowed a few mouthfuls of Zuihou's food, sent the dishes and chopsticks into his hand, got up and said, "I'll take a walk for a while, and look for it by the way." β
After speaking, he walked in the direction where Qianzi disappeared during the day.
Walking back along the bamboo forest path, overhead, the sunlight flickered, casting mottled black shadows on the ground through the branches and leaves.
When I got to the end of the forest, my eyes suddenly opened up.
The green meadows are full of countless wildflowers, red, yellow, blue, white and purple, colorful and vibrant. Large expanses of flowers form a sea of flowers. The afterglow of the setting sun shrouded it, scorching gold, shimmering and beautiful.
Jun Yueyan saw at a glance that the woman in red was lying among the flowers, pinching an unfinished multicolored wreath with her left hand, and pinching a bunch of small red flowers with the slender fingers of her right hand, and flexibly wrapping it around.
Her long jet-black hair was half-sprinkled on her shoulders and gilded with a soft golden light, her snow-white face hung down, and her eyes were fixed on the artwork in her hand. 's serious appearance, it's hard to associate with the Chimura who often loves to frolic.
Jun Yueyan shook her head helplessly.
Tell her not to bother herself, she is fine, stay here and weave garlands, and she doesn't even need to eat.
He was about to walk over, but Qianzi suddenly exclaimed.
As soon as her left hand was released, the garland fell, and her face clutched her chest in pain, her face turned from white to purple, and her lips became black.
Jun Yueyan was stunned for a moment, and came to her in a flash.
"What's wrong?" He crouched down and pulled over Qianzi's swaying head.
Seeing him coming, Qianzi didn't hold on anymore, and fell down weakly.
"Poisoned?" Jun Yueyan glanced at the wildflowers on the ground very quickly, and muttered a word with a smile.
Heh, he picked up the wreath, "whoosh", and threw it into the distance.
"Don't ......" Qianzi didn't know where to come from, and grabbed his arm with his right hand, but it was too late, and the wreath had already been thrown out of a beautiful parabola and fell to the ground.
Seeing that her bitter fruit was destroyed, Qianzi was so angry that her hands and feet cramped, and her face became more and more ugly.
Jun Yueyan stretched out her hand and hit several of her acupoints, and said with a sneer, "What are you keeping for?" Poisoning you? It's the first time I've seen someone poisoned by a wreath of flowers that I've braided, and you're really capable! β
He had just guessed the source of Qianzi's poisoning by his sight and smell.
It is a floral fragrance, and the combination of several floral fragrances in the wreath will have an unhealthy overreaction to the human body.
Qianzi rolled her eyes violently, but her state gradually stabilized.
"Let's go!" Lifting Qianzi easily with one hand, Jun Yueyan strode towards the bamboo forest.
Skinny is wandering around uneasily here. He has always been careful, and he arranges the daily life of the people around him, and it is impossible for him not to know about Qianzi's absence. But Qianzi once set it up for them