The big tiger Xu also sensed that someone was approaching, and his ears moved vigilantly, and then he slowly stood up, pacing back and forth under the tree with some irritability.

The fire is getting closer and closer, and Song Jingshu's nervous heart is in his throat!

After hesitating again and again, the big tiger finally raised its head, glanced at Song Jingshu and them fiercely, and then jumped into the bushes next to it, seemingly leaving.

Song Jingshu breathed a sigh of relief.

Soon, the firelight came under the tree, and Song Jingshu hurriedly shouted, "Help!" Help me! ”

In the next second, I saw a figure quickly rushing up the tree and holding Song Jingshu into his arms.

Smelling the extremely familiar smell, Song Jingshu completely relaxed his body and mind, and crawled softly into the arms of the person who came, "Zhou You'an, do you know that I was scared to death tonight!" ”

"It's okay, it's okay."

Zhou Youan hugged her tightly, put his injured hand on the back of her head, rested his chin on the top of Song Jingshu's head, and whispered relief.

Qingyu saw that Zhou Youan was coming, so he retreated from the tree.

Xu is experience tonight is really thrilling, and now lying in Zhou You'an's arms, Song Jingshu only felt as if his strength had been suddenly taken away, and the whole person was sour and weak.

"You don't know, when I went back to Songjia Village today, I was scolded by that vicious old woman! Then, there were robbers, and finally a huge tiger......"

Song Jingshu said to him weakly, "I have lived for more than ten years, and I have never seen such a big tiger!" ”

"Just a second before you appeared, the big tiger was still standing under the tree, looking like he wouldn't stop eating us in his stomach!"

"Fortunately, because it's so big, it can't climb the tree, otherwise we'll all be cool tonight, and you'll never see me again!"

Song Jingshu chattered about what happened today, and hugged Zhou Youan tightly.

Soon, Song Jingshu closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Zhou Youan picked her up horizontally and flew down the tree.

At this time, the robbers on the other trees were also kicked off the trees by Mo Yan and Mo Cong.

These people are not good people at first glance, remembering the robbers that Song Jingshu said...... Zhou Youan's eyes darkened, and he said mercilessly, "Leave no one." ”

The beard panicked instantly.

Although he couldn't see what kind of uncle was in front of him, as soon as he heard Zhou Youan's extremely cold voice, he knew that they were afraid that they would encounter hard stubble tonight!

originally thought of Song Jingshu and Qingyu, one was a weak woman who seemed to be powerless, and the other was a little white face who looked even more delicate than the girl, who knew that these two people were so difficult!

One has a lot of ideas, and the other has good kung fu.

This guy couldn't get the slightest bargain from them, not to mention, they were actually beaten down!

They couldn't bury the tiger's bloody mouth tonight, thanks to Song Jingshu and Qingyu.

remembered that Song Jingshu said before that he wanted to agree to her one request......

The beard hurriedly said, "A good man spares his life!" We promised the girl that if she saved us from the tiger's mouth, we would grant her a request. ”

"Now that she's saved us, we should wait to repay her!"

This is their only chance to live!

Otherwise, it would be better to be eaten by a tiger than to be tortured!

Just listening to Zhou Youan's cold voice, you can imagine that a man who "rushes to the crown and is angry and becomes red-faced" is the most terrifying thing once he has murderous intentions.

Thinking of what Song Jingshu said just now, Qingyu hurriedly said, "Young Master Zhou, Sister Song did say so. ”

Zhou Youan looked down at the person sleeping peacefully in his arms, his eyes gradually softened, and even his eyebrows were warm.

"In that case, let's spare them for the time being."

……

When Song Jingshu woke up, it was already early the next morning, and she was lying on Zhou Youan's comfortable big bed.

She got out of bed and stretched lazily, only to feel that this sleep was extremely sweet.

Breakfast had already been set up in the dining room, Zhou Youan didn't know what to do, as soon as Bizhu saw Song Jingshu coming, her face immediately became extremely ugly, she smashed her chopsticks and banged, and said in a weird way, "Miss Song is really a blessing!" ”

"I think at the beginning, Miss Song was still the same as us, she was a maid who served the young master! Who knew that in just a few months, he had already climbed into the young master's bed? ”

Bizhu looked at Song Jingshu's bright face, and felt extremely dazzling, "How is it, it feels good to have someone to serve, right?" ”

Originally, Song Jingshu was in a very good mood, but when he heard Bizhu's yin and yang weird words, he immediately panicked!

Who is willing to step on a horse, get up early in the morning, and be pointed at his nose and scolded?

Isn't that a whole day ruined?

In other words, Song Jingshu really doesn't want to worry about Bizhu in general.

This woman is a lemon, and she can't see anyone else's good!

can think of that now that she has made clear her thoughts about Zhou Youan, then she is bound to marry Zhou Youan in the future, if she sees Bizhu every day, she is so sour every day......

Isn't this a lifelong blockage for yourself?!

Therefore, Song Jingshu walked to the side and sat down, and replied unceremoniously, "Yes, it feels very cool to be served!" Bizhu, you haven't enjoyed the feeling of being served, right? ”

While speaking, Song Jingshu instructed Bizhu, "Serve me rice." ”

"Don't you have long hands yourself?!"

Bizhu stared at her angrily and slammed the bowl on the table.

In her opinion, everyone is a maid's life, especially Song Jingshu is still a little village girl who came out of the poor mountains, why should she serve her?!

"I have long hands, but you are the maid, and you are the one who serves me, so you should serve me food, right?"

Song Jingshu stared at her playfully, "Bizhu, don't you think that you are a master, right?" ”

"You have followed Zhou Youan for many years, and you think you are his woman?"

This time, Song Jingshu didn't show the slightest affection for Bizhu at all, and said unceremoniously, "It's not me who hit you, if you had the chance, you would have climbed into Zhou Youan's bed a long time ago." But you don't have a chance, but you still have a dream of marrying Zhou Youan? ”

was mercilessly pierced by Song Jingshu's heartfelt desire, and Bizhu's cheeks turned red.

Then, she became annoyed and angry, she glared at Song Jingshu viciously, "What's wrong with me being the young master's maid?" What if I don't have a master's life? ”

"I serve the young master with a clear conscience, it's better than you, a little slut who just thinks about climbing the young master's bed!"

The three words "little slut" made Song Jingshu's face sink.

She hates being pointed at her nose the most in her life, especially such ugly words!

Song Jingshu stood up suddenly, staring at Bizhu with a cold gaze.