"Miao Miao, it's good, it's good." Li Qing humbly smashed his flat hair into a chicken nest.

"Li Qing." Ning Jian's voice was cold, "Are you idle?" ”

"Ah, it's okay." Li Qing didn't know why.

"Then you will be responsible for transporting all the medicines from the village in the village tomorrow morning, remember, you transport it alone, and everyone else has other things." Ning Jian said.

If he hadn't found out that his boss was deliberately tricking him, then he would have really followed his ass and shouted at the boss for a few months.

Watching the two leave with a bitter face, Li Qing stood in the cold wind and was stunned for a long time and didn't figure out where he offended this master, thinking about the mountain of medicines, he rolled his eyes, wishing that time would go back a few minutes ago, he would not be idle and bored leaning against the door to blow the wind, let alone greet this big Buddha warmly.

It's really thankless, lifting a rock to shoot yourself in the foot.

The wide cold is slightly cool, and the white moonlight falls, and the pond is not big or small and sparkling by the halo of moonlight.

Song Miao tightened her coat and cautiously followed behind Ning Jian, always maintaining a distance of half a step.

The figure in front of her suddenly paused, and Song Miaomiao, who was half a step away, didn't notice that she bumped into it, and then took two steps back in embarrassment, touched her nose suspiciously, and said softly: "What's wrong?" ”

Ning Jian turned her back, and her voice poured into Song Miaomiao's ears along the sassy cold wind.

"Don't always giggle at strangers." Rather Jane.

"Huh?"

"A little bit of a sense of precaution."

Song Miaomiao finally understood his literal meaning, and her dark eyes circled twice in her pupils, maybe Song Miaomiao didn't think anyone could have any intentions for her since she was a child.

"Are you referring to Li Qing? He just greeted you, and you responded to him, so he shouldn't be a bad person. ”

Ning Jian frowned, turned her head and looked seriously at the child who had almost wrapped his entire face in the collar of his sweater, his originally large and round face had lost a lot of weight, and his already bright and burning eyes were even more eye-catching.

She looked at him with obsidian-like eyes, a faint doubt, a faint shyness, and a thick innocence.

His heart jumped twice irregularly, and just as he was about to open his mouth to say something, a cold wind suddenly poured into his throat, choking him and coughing violently.

Song Miaomiao saw that he was coughing uncomfortably, so she hurriedly put down her embarrassment and doubts and stepped forward to help him pat him on the back.

The weak and boneless palm patted his back lightly and heavily, which made him cough more severely, and his face turned even redder.

Song Miaomiao was surprised, Shunqi's palm was raised for a long time and couldn't fall, and she glanced at the plate that looked a little cumbersome in his hand because of the violent cough, she reached out and wanted to take it for him, but he deliberately avoided it.

Ning Jian held the plate in his left hand, put his right hand into a fist to his lips and coughed, and it took a long time to relieve his breath.

The flush on his face has not yet receded, and his slightly pale complexion is very good-looking, his eyes flashed, and he whispered, "I'm fine, let's go." ”

Song Miaomiao's face also blushed unconsciously, the moment he looked back, he wanted to teach her a lesson, Ning Jian, who never meddled in things and treated people extremely coldly, would deliberately send her a coat because she didn't wear a coat, and because she smiled at a strange man and told her to be vigilant.

Glancing at the man who was standing in place waiting for her to follow, there were ripples in her heart, not as strong and powerful as the strong and powerful heartbeat of the original owner when he came into contact with him, only a faint throbbing.

She didn't know what had changed his thoughts and attitude towards her in just a few months, but she could deeply feel that he, Ning Jian, was the only one who had been treating her as an ordinary person from contact to now, treating her as her, not Song Miaomiao.