Miss Feng unleashes her special move: rain and rain on the sky.

Passenger: Defeated.

In just three minutes, Feng Wanwan sat in his new seat as if nothing had happened, surrounded by bodyguards.

One left and one right, all empty seats.

Several of the passengers who had switched seats with her walked over with their heads down, each holding a handful of fresh bills.

At this time, Lan Shuying stood steadily two steps in front of her right, and was looking down to watch the news, while Meng Qingguang was standing in a slightly awkward position, he couldn't reach the handrail in that place, but was stuck in the middle by the two uncles, and his feet were not easy to move.

The male god who he dreamed of holding in the palm of his hand was actually suffering from this kind of treatment, which made Feng Wanwan's eyes so distressed that his eyes were red.

It's a pity that it's still flattering to the blind.

Meng Qingguang has a "prejudice" against her, even if he doesn't have this deep dislike, he can't easily accept the kindness of others, and would rather suffer than take this step.

The bus was bumpy all the way, Meng Qingguang inevitably collided with the two uncles, rubbing, the smell of head oil and sweat jumped straight up, and the clean Meng Qingguang's face was about to turn blue, but he just endured it, not wanting Lan Shuying, who was not far away, to underestimate him.

There are still three stops away from the terminal, and the people in the car finally began to flow down, and the two uncles retreated at the same time, Meng Qingguang was caught off guard, his feet didn't stop, and the car suddenly shook! He let out a low cry and fell to the other side of his seat!

Feng Wanwan was stunned for a moment, his heart was full of joy, and he immediately leaned over to reach out to catch him.

Three steps away, it's entirely possible for her to do just that.

The premise is that this scene is not seen by Meng Qingguang.

Even in the case of serious imbalance, he had even subconsciously stretched out a hand to grab the thing next to him, but he twisted his body halfway and staggered away from Feng Wanwan's hand!

Dislike, the ultimate dislike.

Feng Wanwan: ???

Lan Shuying: ......

Of course, she can't really let the male protagonist fall like this.

It won't be bloody, but if it's like Feng Wanwan, it's not good if it breaks when you fall.

Lan Shuying reached out to fish, and her arm accurately passed through Meng Qingguang's schoolbag belt, and directly lifted the person back.

The driver found out about this accident just now, and he breathed a sigh of relief and gave her a thumbs up: "The little girl is quite strong!" ”

Lan Shuying raised her eyebrows: "Uncle, concentrate on driving." ”

"Are you alright?" She asked Meng Qingguang.

Meng Qingguang's heart was still beating a little fast, he was a few steps away from Feng Wanwan, there happened to be a place for him to stand firmly, this time he tightened the handrail, shook his head, and didn't speak.

Feng Wanwan reluctantly raised the corners of his mouth, and said tentatively to Lan Shuying: "Du Xianjun, have you ever studied martial arts?" I don't think you're struggling at all, and your balance is very good. ”

"No, grinding tofu since childhood, I have a lot of strength and I can stand firm, which is not unusual."

Feng Wanwan didn't believe it very much, but because of the presence of the male god, she didn't question it directly.

The performance of "Du Xianjun" just now was in her eyes:

The other party's feet didn't move from beginning to end, she was very calm, she shot quickly and accurately, and her body was still moving in accordance with the bumps of the car while saving people, especially, she lifted Meng Qingguang back with one hand, and she didn't look struggling at all.

Feng Wanwan was sure that none of the bodyguards around his father could do this.

She must have practiced.

This realization made Feng Wanwan even more unhappy, and she felt that she had lost to this girl again.

She has always been delicate and doesn't like to play these, and even the martial arts classes and actual combat training arranged by the Feng family for juniors almost failed, so she had no choice but to go out with a few more bodyguards.

After being robbed last time, her father replaced a batch of bodyguards, which were much higher quality than before.

Faced with his father's jujube and stick strategy, Feng Wanwan finally relented and confessed the cause and effect of the incident to his parents.

She accidentally flipped through an ancient record from her study, which was about "Feng Jiuwang". Only then did she know that there had been such a character in the Feng family.

It was the illegitimate son expelled by the Feng family, who escaped the pursuit by luck, and finally used Rong County as a base to claim the king's hegemony. If it weren't for the invasion of foreigners, the Qing army encircled and suppressed him, and dragged him back, he would definitely fight back to Feng's house.

Of course, that was not the focus of Feng Wanwan's attention.

What made her concerned was that this investigation file said that Feng Jiuwang once got half a piece of Divine Turtle Jade, and finally the jade was buried for him.

Divine Turtle Jade, Feng Wanwan knows, that is what Uncle Seven has been looking for in the past two years.

She found the location of the ancient tomb, but the jade was gone, and she was betrayed by the driver, beaten to the hospital and disfigured, Feng Wanwan herself didn't dare to imagine how she survived these days.

Thankfully, she got back to her feet in the end.

Not only did she come back, but she also brought her father's support! This is the last chance she gave Du Xianjun, if Du Xianjun still refuses to accept her "friendship", then ......

Feng Wanwan's gaze swept over the few black-clothed bodyguards beside him, how friendly his face was, how resentful he was in his heart.

……

The way into the mountain was a test for Feng Wanwan, who had poor physical strength, and she panted as she watched the two figures walk away briskly, and finally couldn't help it: "Carry me, quickly." ”

A bodyguard squatted down submissively.

found out that she was following all the way, and Meng Qingguang was even more unhappy.

Meng Laohan stood at the entrance of the village, rubbing his hands from time to time, and when he saw his grandson coming back, he grinned silly and jumped up and beckoned: "Xiaoguang, Xiaoguang!" Here's it! ”

When he got closer and saw Lan Shuying, his smile faded, and he greeted lukewarmly: "Oh, Du girl, why didn't your mother come back with you." ”

Meng Laohan was almost robbed of his only grandson by Du's mother in the past, and Rao is this farmer has been generous and hearty all his life, and he can't forgive this matter. He has been neighbors with Grandma Du for many years, and his relationship is not bad, but in the face of Du Xianjun, who has always been cold-faced, he is really not kind.

"I don't know, I'm not familiar with her." Lan Shuying finished speaking lightly and went back to Grandma Du's old house.

After a brief cleaning, it was already noon, Lan Shuying washed her hands and was about to go to the kitchen to have a look, when Meng Qingguang's figure suddenly appeared at the door.

He carried a flat bamboo basket with the aroma of food coming out of it.

Lan Shuying's stomach was rumbling, and when she looked inside, there was a small plate of fried pork from the farmhouse, and a plate of golden egg fried rice.

"My grandfather asked me to bring you food, and he said you would definitely not have time to do it." Meng Qingguang was a little cramped, the scene of the meeting between the old and the young in the morning was not friendly, he was really afraid that she would not accept it.

Lan Shuying was happy.

This old man is also a knife-mouthed tofu heart.

"Thank you, I once tasted the egg fried rice made by Grandpa Meng, it was very fragrant, and my grandmother also said that it was better than hers."

Meng Qingguang was entangled for a while, felt that he should praise it, and said in a low voice: "Grandma Du's dishes...... It's also delicious. ”

"What are your plans for the afternoon?" Lan Shuying took the chopsticks and folded them back to the table.

"Hmm...... Listen to you. ”

Lan Shuying thought for a while, "Why don't I take you to the tofu shop after eating?" ”

"Okay."

The conversation between the two at this moment fell into someone's ears through the eavesdropping device on the windowsill.

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