"I'll take a look at the size ......" Zhuo Yan thought about what kind of knitting wool to use, and didn't pay attention to his wording at all, so he said this casually.

After listening to Zhuo Yan's words, Chu Xingchen's face turned red, "You ......"

This girl from the Willow Camp is too unrestrained, right?

Zhuo Yan glanced at Chu Xingchen strangely, "What's wrong with me?" ”

This expression looked in Chu Xingchen's eyes, as if he was blaming him for not understanding the amorous feelings, Chu Xingchen swallowed all the words back, glanced at Zhuo Yan deeply, and stood up resignedly, "You're fine, let's go!" ”

As soon as Chu Xingchen whistled, the black mountain horse snorted back, turned around and walked back from the river bank, there are also skills in drinking horses in summer, and the horses can't be allowed to drink too much water at one time.

On the next journey, Chu Xingchen was extremely silent, his eyebrows and eyes were cold, he didn't know what he was thinking, and Zhuo Yan didn't know where he offended him.

The two of them walked awkwardly through the red willow forest, where the sweetest yellow apricot tree in the village was.

When passing by the yellow apricot tree, Zhuo Yan looked up and saw Zhuo Han's private collection, and the branch full of fat fruits was still there.

"Captain Chu, wait a minute!" Zhuo Yan said this, stepping on the branch and climbing up at once.

Chu Xingchen was standing under the tree, just enough to see Zhuo Yan's back, exercise is the best way to show a person's beautiful figure, when Zhuo Yan climbed the tree, the short shirt was lifted slightly, and his waist was suddenly exposed.

The waist is amazingly thin, but it is flexible and powerful, the delicate skin and the rough cloth shirt form a sharp contrast, this visual impact is too strong, it makes people reverie, Chu Xingchen only felt that his nose was hot, and he actually had a nosebleed!

Zhuo Yan climbed trees when she was a child, and later a doctor of animal husbandry was an informal person, she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with this action, and she picked Zhuo Han's treasures in her hands, and she jumped down from the tree with a smile.

I just saw Chu Xingchen hurriedly cleaning up his nosebleed, Zhuo Yan was very experienced in dealing with this situation, she didn't make an ugly big paper ball to help Chu Xingchen plug his nostrils, but reached out on the bridge of his nose and gently rubbed it a few times.

"It's so hot to wander around on Nanshan Mountain, it's no wonder if you don't get on fire!" obviously has a young and bright face, just like the peaches and plums that bloom all over the mountains in spring, but the words that come out are old-fashioned, this strange sense of disobedience did not affect Zhuo Yan's beauty, but added a different charm to her.

Chu Xingchen, who was on fire, stood honestly, lowered his head and let Zhuo Yan fiddle, "You're right......"

After a while, the nosebleed stopped, and Zhuo Yan stuffed the fruit branch into Chu Xingchen's arms, "This is the last apricot in the fine willow camp, it tastes very good, you take it back and taste it!" ”

Chu Xingchen nodded, and watched Zhuo Yan pick up the big iron cage and enter the poplar gate, and then he hugged the branch and walked thoughtfully in the direction of his house.

The branch passed over Chu Xingchen's shoulder, and the yellow apricot hanging on it shook and swayed.

The Black Mountain Horse is very knowledgeable, and in the spring, he and his companions have eaten the fruit hanging from the branches, but now the fruit is hanging so high that as a horse, it can no longer reach it.

However, the owner is carrying so many apricots, and it is quite tiring to carry it, and the Black Mountain Ma Jue, as a good horse, it is necessary to help the owner share his worries.

Thinking so, the black mountain horse was not polite, stretched his neck and bit a large bunch of apricots.

Now it has long passed the season of eating apricots, but this yellow apricot has a special variety, and it is under the careful care of Zhuo Han, so it can hang the fruit until now, and this fruit is really tender and juicy!

The more the Black Mountain horse ate, the more satisfied it became, and from time to time it went over to bite one, poor Chu Xingchen, walking hard with a branch on his back, completely unaware of what the horse was doing!