Zhao Mengyao didn't want to take credit. The person who saved Bai Jingyu was obviously a dark crow.

"Without you, I'd either be in the hands of the kidnappers, or I'd be trapped here until I starve to death." Bai Jingyu patted the dust off his body and said expressionlessly, "Thank you." ”

Zhao Mengyao thought about it, and it seemed to be too. If it weren't for her, Yang Tian wouldn't have killed the kidnapper, and the dark crow wouldn't have specifically informed the people of the Bai family.

"You're welcome."

"Let's go, let's get out of here first." Bai Jingyu regained his calmness and arrogance when he first met, and the fragility and hysteria just now were gone. Although he is a little embarrassed now, he is still a well-educated rich son.

Zhao Mengyao nodded, and as soon as she took a step, the world suddenly swirled.

"Be careful!" The zong-haired man on the side was just about to stretch out his hand to hold it, but he was knocked away by his own young master. As soon as he raised his eyes again, Bai Jingyu had already rushed over and hugged Zhao Mengyao in his arms, and his eyes suddenly had meaning.

"Hey! Are you okay? Where did it hurt? ”

Zhao Mengyao covered her shriveled stomach and said aggrievedly: "I'm hungry." ”

Zhao Mengyao's old problem of low blood sugar has been committed again.

Bai Jingyu touched Zhao Mengyao's head with a smile, and said softly: "Take you to eat something delicious." ”

Bai Jingyu helped Zhao Mengyao and walked two steps, and was gently pushed away by her: "It's okay, I'm fine, it's just that I fainted with low blood sugar, and I can walk by myself." ”

"Are you really okay?" Bai Jingyu looked at Zhao Mengyao with worried eyes.

Zhao Mengyao tugged at the corners of her mouth gently: "What's wrong with you?" Why is it so gentle, is there a fever? As he spoke, he reached over to test the temperature of his forehead.

Bai Jingyu's face was suddenly full of black lines, and he snorted coldly: "It's superfluous for me to care about you!" He walked a few steps briskly and left first.

Zhao Mengyao shrugged her shoulders: "That's normal." ”

Suddenly sensing an inquiring gaze falling on him, Zhao Mengyao turned his head and saw the dumpling-haired man standing next to him, and when he got closer, he found that his eyes were amber and very gentle.

"Hello, my name is Yan Zhiqing, and I am Young Master Jingyu's assistant."

"Hello, my name is Zhao Mengyao." Zhao Mengyao nodded politely.

If Yan Zhiqing was placed in ancient times, he must have been that kind of personable talent, shaking a folding fan with ink plums painted on it, and his posture was elegant. It's a waste for such a person to be relegated to an assistant.

"Young Master Jingyu values you very much." Yan Zhiqing suddenly spoke.

Zhao Mengyao was slightly stunned and said with a smile: "We just met in Pingshui, don't pass by today, we will never meet again." ”

"No one can say what the future holds." Yan Zhiqing smiled like a spring breeze, but Zhao Mengyao heard what was in the words.

She had just come out of danger and didn't want to think about these complicated things, so she just nodded lightly and quickened her pace and walked out of the door first.

Outside the gate is a patchy dirt road, and the crazy weeds are dozens of centimeters high. Not far away was a dense forest, and the thick darkness in the dense forest had a frightening smell due to the late day.

Zhao Mengyao couldn't help but glance at it more, for fear that there would be any more enemies hiding inside and preparing to launch a surprise attack.

However, just as she was about to turn her head, her eyes suddenly caught a flash of figure.

It's like something is moving. And the ears also heard the sound of the clothes rubbing against the branches. It was subtle, but she heard it right.