After a while, Chu Jinghuan was disheveled, and hurriedly chased out the door, but there was still a trace of the demon slaughtering demon, his face was cold, but his eyes were not good, and he sighed secretly: "It's careless!"

The demon slayer used all her strength, and fled back to the villa as if she was flying, her mind was in chaos, she didn't know what was wrong with her, her mind always repeated the scene of Chu Jinghuan and Qin Yufei together over and over again, her heart was sullen, indescribably uncomfortable, her heart hurt for a while, and her eyes were sour.

returned to the room in a daze, and Cuiluo, who had been waiting for a long time, rushed over suddenly: "Little demon, where have you been, do you know if you scared me to death."

When the demon slayer saw Cuiluo, tears rushed out, she picked up Cuiluo and cried, no matter how Cuiluo asked, she didn't say a word, buried her head and cried.

Finally tired of crying, the Deepavali had red and swollen eyes, pouted, and quietly ate the snacks brought back by Cui Luo.

"Little demon, what's wrong, who bullied you? Say it, I'm in a hurry. “

Cuiluo was so anxious that she stomped her feet, and the room was all over the place, and the demon slayer was afraid that she would be worried, and even more afraid that she would be dangling in front of her, so she was very irritable, so she said in a dumb voice: "Cuiluo, good-looking men are all good looks, I was deceived by a best-looking man today, I thought he was very infatuated with a person, but I didn't expect him to go to the Qinglou behind her back when he couldn't find that person, and he mixed with the top girl."

"Then why are you crying?"

Yes? This really stopped the demon slayer, yes, why are you crying? Chu Jinghuan wants to find someone and it's not himself, he is good to himself just because he treats himself as another person, so what's the matter with himself? Why are you crying? Oh yes, I am uneven, I am uneven for that person, although I have never met, but Chu Jinghuan is sorry for her, and I just want to fight unevenly.

"Okay, okay, you are uneven, our little demon is full of sense of justice, okay, your eyes, you have to put it on it, otherwise how will you see people tomorrow."

Wearing a cool towel, Deepavali calmed down a lot, and she pulled herself back to reality, intending to completely abandon irrelevant people and things.

"Cuiluo, I've thought about it, I'll go to Jiang Yehan early tomorrow morning to say goodbye, I don't want to go to Jiang Qing, I won't be wronged, I'm going home."

"Have you figured it out? So I miss you, so do that? “

"Don't worry, I'll write to you."

"Then you write seriously, you dog: crawling, it's hard to recognize." Cui Luo instructed very seriously.

"Yes."

Demon Slayer replied more seriously, her words were really ugly, and she didn't want to deny it. The two were reluctant, and after saying goodbye for a long time, the demon slayer was really tired, so he fell asleep groggily.

In his sleep, the demon slayer vaguely felt that someone was beside him, touching his hands for a while, touching his eyes for a while, disturbing people's sleep is no different from trying to make money, I hate it to death, the demon slayer wants to yell, get out, Cuiluo, you pervert, my aunt is a woman, but she is too sleepy, she really can't open her eyes, so she can only cheap Cuiluo.

This night, the demon Slayer had a dream, in the dream she got married, the red candle was burning, the window was full of happy words, she was covered with a hijab, a pair of big feet came into view, and then the hijab was provoked, Chu Jinghuan stood there in a gorgeous wedding dress, more and more handsome, full of energy, he actually married him? Chu Jinghuan took a thousand steps to raise his chin, and suddenly smiled profusely: "Little demon, give Ye a smile."

The scenery is even more infuriating, he is not angry, he really smiled at him, and the demon slayer hurriedly rushed into the dream and slapped himself.

Syllable~

A slap woke up the demon slayer, her hand was hot and painful, strange, obviously it was a dream, why did it hurt. She looked at her hand and blew it, she found that there was someone next to the bed, she looked up and saw that Jiang Yehan was standing next to the bed, and the slap mark could be faintly seen on his face, the demon slayer reached out and compared it on his face, confirming that it was her little short hand, she hurriedly got up and bowed and apologized.

"I'm sorry Master Jiangzhuang, I dreamed of fighting mosquitoes, and somehow it hit you in the face, I'm really sorry, or can you hit me?" The demon slayer raised a finger and said, "Just a little lighter."

Looking at the Demon Slayer Demon raising his little face, looking like he was at home, Jiang Yehan was amused in his heart, and the grievances in his heart disappeared, thinking that the opportunity was rare, Jiang Yehan raised his hand high and gently landed on the face of the Demon Slayer Demon, her face was so small that she could cover it with one palm, the whole little face was tender and fair, and there was not a trace of pores to be seen at such a close distance, the fluff on her face was crystal clear and translucent under the sunlight, and the silky touch made Jiang Yehan linger, his fingers moved slightly, attached to the corners of the Deeper Demon's lips, and stroked back and forth.

The demon slayer opened his eyes wide, and he was so shocked that he retreated again and again, and accidentally knocked on the foot of the bed and screamed, Jiang Yehan dared to help her sit down, and the blush on her face reached the root of her ears.

"Did you hit it anywhere, is it serious?"

"It's okay, it's okay, I've been unlucky lately, and I've stuffed my teeth when I drink cold water."

"Don't move, I'll see."

Jiang Yehan half-squatted on the ground, carefully rolled up the trouser leg of the demon slayer, and sure enough, his knees were red and swollen, he took out the ointment and gently smeared it on it, even if he moved gently, but the demon slayer still took a breath of cold air in pain.

"If you don't take medicine, you can't do it, if you can't walk, how can you go to the salt gang with me."

The demon slayer jumped up and was held down by Jiang Yehan again: "Really? Aren't you going to send me to your second uncle? “

"No need, I've already received Yun Xian's letter in the morning, and I was thinking of calling you to leave early in the morning..."

Looking at the looming slap marks on Jiang Yehan's face, the demon slayer was very embarrassed to scratch her head, she took the ointment in Jiang Yehan's hand, took a little from her fingertips, leaned forward, and applied it on Jiang Yehan's face, Jiang Yehan's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, seeing that he was shy, the demon slayer felt more and more that the boy who was still clean and self-conscious was cute, thinking like this, she was in a good mood, and like a mischief, her finger poked Jiang Yehan's red ears.

"If you move, your ears will move~"

As if he had seen some new continent, the Demon Slayer exclaimed, Jiang Yehan looked away helplessly and smiled.

"Don't make a fuss, you clean up, we will leave tomorrow morning, you keep this bottle of ointment first, and wipe your eyes."

The demon slayer limped to the mirror and screamed, is this a human eye? It's a frog's eye!

Slayer stayed in the house all day, she really didn't see anyone, which also made her secretly decide, girls can't cry, no one is worthy of her crying, and people who are worthy of her crying won't let her cry, in short, crying is not good.

The sky was slightly bright, and the demon slayer rarely got up early in the morning, and went to Jiang Yehan's house early to serve after washing.

In a daze, he felt that there was a gaze looking at him, Jiang Yehan opened his eyes vigilantly, but what he saw was a neatly dressed demon slayer staring at him in front of the bed, his heart was shocked, but his face pretended to be calm, he tidied up his collar without a trace, covering the large spring light on his chest.

All his cautious actions fell into the eyes of the demon slayer, she was funny in her heart, it was not that she had never seen it, she was thin, there was no two taels of meat, her aunt and grandmother had not only seen it, but also touched and pierced it, she helped Jiang Yehan dress without blushing and heartbeat.

It's late autumn, her fingers are slightly cold, her fingertips touch Jiang Yehan's body, through a layer of lining, Jiang Yehan still feels a trace of coolness, at the skin she crossed, causing a spasm, the demon slayer is very slow, it's not that she wants to take advantage, it's really because she is not familiar with it, although Jiang Yehan exempts her from getting up early to serve, but she is also a face-saving person, always thinking about her own things to do, so she gets up early every day to serve, but she is late every day, and Jiang Yehan has already gone to practice swords when she is later, When I was a little earlier, I could also observe how Liang Qian was organized, so I learned a half-trick in this work of serving people.

This time, Jiang Yehan's whole body was tense, and he was more tired than waiting, and finally it was time to set off, Jiang Yehan sat in the carriage and breathed a sigh, and Liang Qian, who was already riding on the horse, rolled his eyes for the sixth time, and Lao Zhang, who was driving the car, asked the fifth Tu girl, is it okay? Deepavali replied four right away! Finally, the demon slayer put the big bags and small bags of all kinds of food into the carriage, and under the urging of everyone, the group set off.

In the fantasy of the Deepavali, the rich should travel in a carriage, singing, eating snacks, and enjoying the scenery, but when she arrives at the Deepavali, she will not be blessed with the first item.

Half an hour passed, the demon slayer gradually felt a cold sweat, the food she had just eaten was turned over in her stomach with the bumps of the carriage, she looked at Jiang Yehan, who closed her eyes and recuperated, she really couldn't bear to disturb, endured the discomfort, lay on the window, and waved her hand weakly.

"Liang Qian, you dodge a little.

"Get in!"

"Get out of the way, please."

"I'll let you in!"

"Then I'm sorry, vomit~"

In an instant, the vomit gushed out, and the goddess scattered flowers, splashing Liang Qian's body, accompanied by Liang Qian's roar, bursts of sour and rancid smell spread.

Liang Qian's eyes were red, and he was about to slash over when he drew his sword, but the coachman Lao Zhang risked his life and hugged his leg.

Jiang Yehan squatted on the side of the road, helplessly patting the back of the demon slayer, his stomach was empty, and the person was much more comfortable, the demon slayer picked up a silk handkerchief and wiped his mouth.

"Throw this away."

"Hmm."

"I'm really sorry, I ruined your silk handkerchief again."

"It's okay, the most important thing now is Liang Qian."

The demon slayer got up and looked at Liang Qian, who was still shouting, she plucked out her ears, a little gloating. "Don't howl, I'll let you get out of the way, don't you know if you're advised to eat well? Now it's okay, the matter has come to this, if you want money, you won't give your life, you can do it. Oh, by the way, there's still some food in the car, or it's all cheaper for you. “

Facing the culprit, Liang Qian couldn't beat him, scolded and lost his identity, he gritted his teeth angrily.

"That's what you said."