When her eyelids fluttered for the third time, Song Miaomiao felt a little uneasy inexplicably.

She couldn't remember what the old man often said about the disaster in her left eye and her right eye in wealth, or the disaster in her left eye and her right eye, but she didn't think she could make any money in this unfamiliar and poor rural village, so the only thing she could explain now was what disaster would happen.

But superstition is superstition, and she is embarrassed to run around and tell people.

When Song Miaomiao raised her hand for the fourth time to cover her eyelids, Ning Jian's voice sounded like a cello in her ears: "Didn't you sleep well?" ”

She felt that after meeting him this time, his attitude towards her was inexplicably much better, and the original cold and alienated way of getting along seemed to be quietly changing.

Song Miaomiao raised her eyes to look at him, the rising sun with a faint golden light, sprinkled warmly on him, lining his expressionless face extremely soft, and even filled with a faint gentle atmosphere.

She was stunned for a second, her heartbeat was irregular for no reason, and she smiled: "It's okay." ”

Gu Jiayin, who was passing by, interrupted inappropriately: "Is it okay to stare at the moon in a daze all night?" I don't know, I thought you were the jade rabbit spirit on the moon, and I accidentally fell into the mortal world, and I was thinking about how to go back. ”

Song Miaomiao said angrily: "Why is it the Jade Rabbit Essence and not Chang'e?" ”

Gu Jiayin coughed lightly and said, "Miao'er, people, you still have to be a little self-aware, if it weren't for gender issues, I would have said that you were Wu Gang who cut trees in the Moon Palace." ”

Song Miaomiao laughed for a while, took a red fruit on the table without a trace in her right hand, and threw it out steadily while she was unprepared.

Hearing only the sound of "ouch", Gu Jiayin covered the corners of his forehead, which didn't hurt much, and even the red marks couldn't be left, showing a dangerous look.

Three seconds later, the two girls had already chased them all over the mountains, and they could still hear the laughter of the two silver bells hundreds of meters away.

Jiang Jingnan intentionally or unintentionally bumped Ning Jian, who had the corners of his lips raised, and said with a smile: "Yo, our Ah Jian will still laugh?" ”

Ning Jian subconsciously turned her head, and under the corners of her slightly raised lips, she was still the original serious and unsmiling Doctor Ning.

"Hey, when did you fall in love with someone, I haven't noticed it all the time with you." Jiang Jingnan.

Ning Jian glanced at him, did not respond, raised his leg and walked towards Li Qing, who was waving at him not far away.

"By the way, just now Li Qing asked me how I thought Song Miaomiao, and asked me which family in the village she was from, it seemed ......."

Before he finished speaking, Ning Jian had already come back violently, although he was a few centimeters shorter than Jiang Jingnan, standing in front of him still gave him the illusion that he couldn't breathe.

"What are you doing with this?" recalled the scene when Li Qing asked Song Miaomiao's name last night, and his heart was a little blocked.

Jiang Jingnan shrugged: "Who knows, you may think that the girl is beautiful, cute, virtuous and sensible, and she takes a fancy to it, thinking that it is someone's daughter in the village and wants to marry her back as a wife." ”

Ning Jian's face sank, and she opened her mouth, but she didn't spit out a word.

It is rare to see Ning Jian deflated in a hundred years, he can't wait to take out his mobile phone to take a commemorative photo on the spot, but because his skills are not as good as Ning Jian, he can only give up.

"Looks like the penalty was light last night." Ning Jian muttered in a low voice, stepped forward with long legs, and walked towards Li Qing, who was smiling happily a hundred meters away, with a faint killing intent.

Looking at the back of the man leaving, Jiang Jingnan gloated and laughed, "Obviously, the air is filled with a sour smell, someone's vinegar jar has been overturned, and the dead duck refuses to admit it." ”