But just when Yang Jing felt that her relationship with Jiang Qiubai was changing because of the warm moment of this night.

The next moment, Jiang Qiubai's words instantly knocked her into the mystery of calculation.

"By the way, I forgot to ask you, did you get the Liu family's account book?"

Yang Jing took off the smile on her face and blinked, "What ledger?" ”

Jiang Qiubai smiled, "It's okay if you don't give me this thing, but remember not to be deceived by Sima Ke." He reminded seemingly kindly.

"I don't understand what you mean." She flatly denied it, pretending to be confused, "Master Sima is a good person, he has helped me many times. ”

"Many times?" Jiang Qiubai asked rhetorically.

"yes."

"I didn't know that you were such a deceitful woman." He said.

Yang Jing's expression stiffened for a second, "All women in this world, as long as the men are willing, are easy to deceive." ”

"Really?"

"yes, it's just that you don't want to lie." She meant something, which provoked Jiang Qiubai to look at her deeply.

The two waited until late at night, when the hour was about to pass, but Jiang Lian still didn't come back.

Yang Jing stood up and looked at the door, full of uneasiness.

When Jiang Qiubai saw it, he felt that this shirt was just right for her, and after thinking about it, this was probably his fifteen or sixteen-year-old old shirt, and he hadn't worn it a few times, because the color was too pink, so he kept putting it aside.

Now worn on Yang Jing's body, not only is it not immature and vulgar, but it makes the little yellow face with a big palm add a little more delicateness.

It seems that she is suitable for wearing these good-looking clothes, and the ones she wore before were either vulgar in style or too simple, and the fabric was thin, which really did not match her appearance and figure.

Thinking of this, Jiang Qiubai was taken aback, unconsciously, when did he pay so much attention to her?

Even her old outfits are still vivid.

Jiang Qiubai secretly retracted his gaze, "Xu made a mistake on the road." He sat back in his recliner and picked up the book in his hand to read.

Yang Jing turned her head, "You read this book, Zeng Xiu died, Zeng's hanging beam committed suicide, and Zeng Xiu's children were also beaten to death by the villagers because of stealing." ”

Jiang Qiubai paused to take the book and asked, "Have you watched "Zeng Xiucai"? ”

She held it all night, and from the moment she entered the door, she saw Jiang Qiubai on the side looking at this kind of scaring childish script with relish.

This book is purely made up by those talented scholars who have no hope of scientific research and die depressed, so as to intimidate readers from going to scientific research again.

Unexpectedly, he would actually read this kind of book, and privately thought that this person had read all the Four Books and Five Classics, the way of Confucius and Mencius, but he didn't expect it......

I'm afraid that no one will believe it even if I say it.

The dignified No. 1 talent in Liuzhou actually likes to watch this kind of thing.

She looked back, only to hear a sigh behind her.

"What are you sighing for?" She asked, frowning.

Jiang Qiubai didn't answer, but sighed again.

Yang Jing thought that he was blaming himself for saying the ending of the script in advance, and his heart was dark.

Who knows, there was a sudden sound of "fluttering fan" in the house.

Turning around, Jiang Qiubai didn't know when there was a white dove in his hand.

He took off the letter box and said to her, "It seems that I have to trouble you to go down the mountain with me." ”

"Do what?"

"Jiang Lian took your maid and was stopped by someone in my family." He said.

"What?" Jiang Qiubai's mother, Yang Jing has seen it, and she is not a woman who is easy to deal with.

Jiang Qiubai quickly changed into clothes, put on the cloak that Yang Jing had worn before, and hurried down the mountain with her.

He walked in front with an oily lantern in his hand, and Yang Jing followed behind him with her neck shrunk and shivering.

If you don't pay attention, you will have a stumbling foot.

"Shhhhh

"Can you still walk?" He asked in a deep voice.

Yang Jing tried to stand firm, endured the piercing pain in her ankle and took a step, and was held by him again.

He gripped her wrist, skin to skin, and a steady stream of warmth came from his broad palm.

Yang Jing's face was hot, "I can go." She lifted her foot and took another step, but before her foot landed, Jiang Qiubai let go of her hand and squatted down in front of her.

"I'll carry you."

He said it lightly.

Yang Jing snorted again, "No, I can go." ”

"It's dark and the road is slippery, so I'll carry you." Seeing that she still wanted to refuse, Jiang Qiubai had no choice but to use a killer move, "Anyway, you and I will be husband and wife soon, this bit of physical contact is harmless, come up." ”

This was indeed effective, and it opened the last little knot in Yang Jing's heart.

But she still didn't think it was good.

shirked, "Forget it, we're not a real couple." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Qiubai said coldly: "If you insist on refusing to let me carry you, then let's go back, and it's not too late to find a sedan chair to go down the mountain tomorrow." ”

With that, he really carried the lantern and walked back.

"Don't, don't!" Yang Jing stopped him, "Jiang Qiubai! ”

Jiang Qiubai stood still, as if confirming something.

"Can't I let you carry it!" She whispered a word in a shy and ashamed voice, only to feel that her face was as hot as being sore from the sun.

Jiang Qiubai didn't speak, just handed the lantern to her, "You take this." Then he crouched down in front of her.

Yang Jing is not good at twisting again, she is not a person who is pretentious, but she is ...... The person in front of her is Jiang Qiubai, the person she hated in her previous life.

Now that she is so close to him, it really makes her feel conflicted and uncomfortable.

Lying on Jiang Qiubai's back, Yang Jing's heart was in turmoil.

Yang Jing, Yang Jing, don't think too much, isn't it bad enough to suffer because of the sin of self-inflicted affection in the previous life? Remember not to sit in the wrong seat anymore, he just pities you, in other words, any woman who stumbles in front of a gentleman like him, he will treat them equally.

She scolded herself in her heart.

Then he lay on Jiang Qiubai's back with peace of mind, listening to his fast and slow heartbeat, and felt a little drowsy.

The lantern above her head dangled in Yang Jing's hand, and it also dangled on the side of Jiang Qiubai's face.

"Yang Jing." Cold, Jiang Qiubai spit out two words.

Yang Jing was a spirit, and she was completely sleepy.

"What's wrong? Did you call me? She asked, changing the lantern to a higher hand.

Jiang Qiubai shook his head and replied very calmly: "No, you heard it wrong." ”

Strangely, she had just heard someone call her.

Yang Jing cheered up, looked ahead, and no longer dozed off.

I don't know how long it took, but a small white dot gradually appeared in front of me, and when I got closer, the dot turned into a firelight.

"Shiro!" Jiang recognized Jiang Qiubai's figure and was helped forward by the maid.

Seeing that Jiang Qiubai had one more person on him, at first glance, he was still a yellow-faced boy.

Jiang's face turned pale, "You, who are you?" ”