"Are you alright?" Fu asked as he patted Valella on the back.

Although he asked so, Fuhang still felt that there were two soft hills on his chest, constantly squeezing himself.

Valella looked up at Fuhang, her delicate cheeks revealing a blush that was hard to hide. The four eyes were facing each other, and the two of them were close to each other at a distance of more than ten centimeters in advance.

Valera, who has always been violent, turned out to be a little sheep at this time, and she didn't dare to say a word well-behaved.

"Are you stupid, talking?" Fuhang glared at Varela.

"I, I, I'm fine. It's you, you're okay. Valella stammered.

Damn, you have a little conscience, and you know to ask me.

"My life is big, and this height can't hurt me." Fuhang said indifferently.

As soon as the words fell, Shiryl ran down the stairs, walked in front of Fuhang, squatted down and asked, "Fuhang, are you okay?" ”

"Ahh Valera gave a boost and hurriedly stood up.

Valera's heart was broken at the moment. I was holding someone else's boyfriend, and I was also seen by Shiryl. It's over, it's over, what should I do now?

"Cher, things aren't what you thought they were." Valella clapped her hands and explained.

"It's okay, Sister Valera, I know you hate Fuhang very much, and I know that Fuhang and you will definitely not have that kind of relationship." Shiryl smiled and said generously.

Actually, what I thought was. Hum! You've just seen you, Sister Valera, you just like to sail. There is also Fuhang, who is messed up and is not a good person.

"Uh-huh, that's it." Fu Hang echoed.

Shirille's slender little hand touched Fuhang's waist, twisted it fiercely, looked at Fuhang, and seemed to say: I saw what you did just now, see how I clean you up. "It's not getting early, let's all go back." Seeing that everyone didn't speak, Shirlill opened the conversation box first, after all, these two people were both parties, the atmosphere was too embarrassing, and these two people were not easy to talk.

Fuhang nodded and said, "Yes, yes, let's all go back, there are still many things to do tomorrow." ”

Valera bit her lip and glanced at Fuhang, her heart in a mess. Alone as if I had lost my soul, I walked back to my room.

Valera lay on the bed, her eyes closed, her mind full of the temperature and smell of Fuhang's body.

What's wrong with me, the stinky man I hated a few days ago, why is it that he is all in my head today.

After so many days together, Valera is changing her opinion of Fuhang little by little. I once thought that this was a rogue person's support, but I didn't think that it would be so delicate today. Personally took the ankle out of the stairs for himself. Moreover, he was afraid that he would fall and fall to the ground first.

Valera, who had stayed up all night, couldn't figure out why she was like this.

The authorities were fascinated by this matter, and the bystander Shiryl had already seen it clearly. However, Shiryl doesn't hate Valera either, and Shiryl, who has always called her sister, doesn't mind having another sister. Anyway, there is a sister Xi, and if there is another sister Wa, it will be the same.

The next day, Fuhang went to the windmill early in the morning. Today is the opening ceremony, and as the boss, I must be there early.

The morning mist had not yet lifted, and a white patch blew from the sea.

In this snow-white mist, there are already a lot of people.

It seems that today, many people have come to cheer.

Querrey and Big Brother Arendt had already arrived, and they were at the door of the Windmill when the people of Lordaeron had come to cheer on them.

The procedures were all in the hands of Querry and Arendt, and Fuhang waited to go up and give a speech.

The ceremony went smoothly, and I knew that Fu Hang was going up to speak. A force of more than thirty men from the Lordaeron garrison rushed over.

Someone in the crowd shouted, "The tax collectors of the garrison are here!" ”

Before Fuhang could reach the stage, he saw these knights riding military horses and wearing yellow armor walking over.

Look at the equipment and soldiers, like the elite troops of the Lordaeron garrison!

"Ahead is the Farm of the Dead, Captain Lewis."

The captain of the levy force is called Lewis, a seventh-order knight with extraordinary strength. His subordinates are also the elite troops of the defending army. In order to avoid disturbance during the tax collection, Garissus specially sent such a strong army to collect taxes.

Lewis entered the Dead Man's Farm and saw no one, but heard the noise near the shoreline.

"Is there any activity up ahead?" Lewis said, looking into the movement in the distance.

"Yes! Captain, there's a windmill in front of you that's opening. The soldier replied.

"Windmill? How come I haven't heard of such a big thing, and our defenders don't know anything about it. Lewis said in surprise.

The soldier said, "I only know it from passers-by, Captain." ”

"Let's take a look." Lewis walked forward with his troops, just in time for Fuhang to see.

Damn, these defenders are really here to join in the fun.

"The soldiers in front, are you also here to cheer?" Fuhang shouted loudly.

"We're here to collect taxes." The soldier replied to Fuhang.

Tax? Levy a fart tax!

Fu Hang replied: "We are open, you come to collect taxes?" Isn't that a bit excessive! ”

Lewis got off the horse and walked over, looked at Fuhang with a smile and said, "You are the boss." ”

Fuhang nodded, looked at this Lewis and asked rhetorically, "You are the captain of the cavalry?" ”

The soldier looked at Fuhang and asked the captain and reprimanded, "How did you talk to our captain!" ”

Damn, how do I talk. Didn't your head of the regiment talk to me like that just now?

"Damn, how are you talking to me!" Fu Hang asked the talkative soldier rhetorically.

Seeing Fuhang's arrogant appearance, the people around him sweated for Fuhang.

"Presumptuous! We are the defenders of Lordaeron, and we are here to collect taxes, so don't interfere with our official business! The soldier said unashamedly.

"Are you deaf, we're in business, you're here to collect taxes? Then let's levy, I don't believe that everyone will come out and bring food out. Fuhang said disdainfully.

Lewis drew his sword and said to Fuhang, "I think you sincerely want to fight against our defenders. ”

"That's right, how good it would be to copy the guy early. This matter must be resolved by force, so that it can come happily. Fuhang pulled out his own Ember Messenger and looked at Captain Lewis with disdain.

I've wanted to fight with you for a long time, so much nonsense, wasting Lao Tzu's tongue! (To be continued.) )