Dong Wusheng raised his head and met Madara's eyes, and because it was inconvenient for him to speak, Madara just smiled, and his green eyes had an inquiring meaning.

"Ahem......"

Dong Wusheng stood up and turned around, clenched his fist and coughed around his mouth, "I'm fine." ”

After thinking about it, she turned back again, didn't look at Madara's eyes, and patted him on the shoulder, "Thank you." ”

Turning around again, Hongchen was putting his sword back into its sheath, holding the sword and looking at them for a long time, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

It's as if nothing had just happened.

It's just a madman......

Dong Wusheng frowned, undisguised his anger, and scolded when he opened his mouth, "What's the matter with you guy?

Hongchen laughed, his index finger stroking his sword sheath, "I'm helping you, little beauty." ”

He looked at his sword, his gaze tender as water, as if looking at his beloved lover.

If Dong Wusheng was standing here as herself at this time, then she would turn her head and leave, for people who couldn't communicate in normal ways, Dong Wusheng would never waste his efforts to fight him in vain.

It's a pity that she is standing here today to complete her mission, not only can she not do what she wants, but she also has to continue performing.

Ah, it's not easy.

Dong Wusheng sighed in his heart.

"Maniac!"

Dong Wusheng scolded angrily, "If it weren't for Vivian's quick reaction, we would have been killed by you with a sword by now!"

"Wouldn't it be better to kill it?" Hongchen still looked careless, "It also saves you from suffering in this world, isn't it?"

"Maniac!"

Dong Wusheng dropped this sentence, pulled up the spot and walked out.

Hongchen stood behind them and watched them leave, and did not stop them, and even shouted at Dong Wusheng's back, "Don't forget my name, little beauty, next time you come to play, remember to bring your friends with you again!"

"Maniac!"

Dong Wusheng scolded without replying, pulling the spot and disappearing into the flow of people.

Hongchen looked at it with a smile, not caring at all.

At this moment, an old bustard came over, with no expression on his pale face, and a pair of eyes that were hollow, like walking corpses.

He walked straight to Hongchen and spoke slowly, his voice indifferent, "Hongchen, you attack the guest, go and get the punishment." ”

Hongchen glanced at the old bustard, smiled, snorted coldly, and walked past the old bustard without squinting.

......

Back at the residence, Dong Wusheng first took a pen and paper, wrote down this experience, and noted at the end that Meng Zhuang should pay attention to Hongchen as a person, if necessary, she did not recommend using Hongchen as a breakthrough, the reason was that this person was rebellious and crazy, and his behavior was difficult to control.

After writing it, he asked someone to help bring the letter to Meng Zhuang, and he moved a reclining chair to the courtyard under the big tree, lay down on it, and closed his eyes with his arms on his pillow.

When they went out, it was just after noon, and when they just started in the afternoon, now they came back after a toss, and it was already sunset.

The sound of cicadas came and went in her ears, coupled with the fact that she had just come back from Fanyi Building, her clothes had not been changed, her makeup had not been removed, and the strong fragrance of rouge gouache went straight to Dong Wusheng's nose, she only closed her eyes and lay down for a short while, then sat up expressionlessly, leaning softly on the back of the chair, her whole body weight was pressed on it, she was lazy and didn't want to move, and she couldn't sleep.

She sat listlessly for a while, when some young girls from the temple saw her, and came to her with a plate of pastries and asked her if she wanted something to eat, and she shook her head, and did not bother to reply.

Probably Dong Wusheng who is wearing makeup doesn't look like a character who is easy to get along with, coupled with a cold attitude and tired eyes, it seems to outsiders that he is indeed a little arrogant and cold, and the girls dodged as if they had touched a nail, and only dared to start whispering after taking a few steps, during which there were a few complaints that were not so good.

The cicadas were noisy, Dong Wusheng vaguely heard a little, and she couldn't really hear it, but she could probably guess what the topics were, so she didn't bother to pay attention to them, and sat there for a while, then got up and went to find water to wash her face.

After washing her face, she closed her eyes and touched the towel, she didn't touch it for a long time, and there were a few laughs in the distance, Dong Wusheng pretended not to hear, wiped her face and was about to open her eyes, and suddenly a towel was stuffed in her hand.

"Oh, thanks. ”

Dong Wusheng wiped his face dry and raised his head, in front of him was Madara who had changed into his regular clothes.

When the two came out of the house, they didn't bring too many clothes, Dong Wusheng was okay, the girl's skirt could be worn for several seasons, Madara was more miserable, he didn't know what the local climate was, he only brought a few shirts, and when it was hot, he could only roll up the shirt sleeves and make do with it.

Looking at the neatly folded cuffs, Dong Wusheng raised his head and pulled the corners of his mouth without emotion, wanting to say something, but finally he didn't bother to open his mouth and didn't say anything.

Madara didn't care, smiling and asking her if she wanted to go out for some porridge, knowing that there was a clean-looking porridge shop next door.

"Roar, do you know there's a porridge shop here?"

Dong Wusheng spoke lazily, his voice was sorrowful, the corners of his mouth were pulled, and he had no energy.

"I happened to see it on the way here," Madara reached out and rubbed the top of Dong Wusheng's head, "You don't look like you have much energy." ”

Dong Wusheng glanced at him, too lazy to raise his hand, so his head tilted back, shook off Madara's hand, and his black hair was suddenly entrenched on the top of his head, and there were a few strands hanging down in front of his forehead, as if a charm attached to the zombie's head.

Madara laughed twice, Dong Wusheng glared at him, and then laughed himself.

"Wait a minute, wait for me to change my clothes. ”

"Good. ”

When Dong Wusheng changed his clothes and came out, the two came to the porridge shop that Madara said, the environment was indeed clean, the windows were bright and clean, the proprietress was a round fat girl, her face was not only round, but also very ruddy, she looked very good, and she was very kind, and she was smiling when she talked to anyone.

Walked in and sat down, ordered two bowls of white porridge, a few side dishes, the steamer of the steamed buns at the door of the store continued to send out white steam, there were not many people in the store at night, a few girls sat next to the proprietress with needlework, it seemed that they were not very noisy people, but there was a random chat without a match, occasionally said something interesting, and the smile was very refreshing.

Madara finished the porridge in a few bites, and when he finished eating, he sat and looked out of the store with a smile. After Dong Wusheng found out, he ordered two more baskets of small buns, and after a while, he finished eating again.

I didn't see how he gobbled up, and even ate quite elegantly, and before he knew it, the food in front of him was gone.

Dong Wusheng wanted to laugh when he saw it, "Why don't you eat since you haven't eaten enough?" It's not that you don't have money to eat. ”

Madara narrowed his eyes slightly, and smiled gently, like a restrained soft light, "It's good to take a break and take your time." ”

Uh-huh.

Dong Wusheng snorted noncommittally, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously smiled.

After a meal, Dong Wusheng's spirit recovered a lot, she planned to go to Fanyi Tower again at night, this time without Madara, just pretended to go and talk to Hongchen about emotional problems, she had to make up a set of love history with Madara, Hongchen should be quite interested.

Dong Wusheng narrowed his eyes, a faint smile on his face.