Tang Bai was also frightened again, and his heart missed a beat.

Qianling bowed slightly: "Childe, I made mushroom soup today, as well as stir-fried wild vegetables with Tengye vegetables, and dumplings stuffed with leeks." But there's no rice in the kitchen, so next time Childe goes out, remember to bring some back. ”

The man had never seen a person like Qianling, he was obviously trembling with fright, and his lips were white, but he still spoke calmly and calmly, and even smiled.

The man stood up, didn't say a word, just dragged his tired body, walked past Qianling, sat down at the dining table, ate in a hurry, and then went back to the room to continue sleeping.

Qianling didn't say much, to be precise, she didn't know what to say.

Follow her steps, in the process of contact with men, first, to smile; Second, try to have as much physical contact as possible; third, pretend to be weak; Fourth, we must talk heart-to-heart; Fifth, it is necessary to grasp the man's stomach, to make the man accustomed to her existence, and even inseparable from her.

But looking at the man's current state, it seems that all the steps cannot be carried out properly.

Smile? The man should not have seen it. Physical contact? I'm afraid that if I haven't touched it yet, I will be knocked away. Pretending to be weak? When the man comes back, he will only sleep, and he will not look at her at all. Talk? Don't be funny.

Even this matter of feeding is superfluous in the eyes of men.

It seems that the plan has to be expanded. is so tepid, there will be no progress in old age.

There are several orange trees in the courtyard, which are bearing large golden oranges this season.

Qian Ling found a ladder and climbed up the tree.

From above, the ground is hard.

Qian Ling picked a few oranges and put them in the basket, then took a few deep breaths and jumped off the ladder.

"Ahh Qianling shouted with all his might.

The foot was on the ground, rubbing a piece of red, and in the cold weather, it hurt so much.

Now that she thinks about it, why didn't she use this trick to deal with Ji Haochu in the first place.

If it was Ji Haochu, he would definitely put down all the work at hand and go to the hospital to accompany her; will hold her feet and gently reprimand her carelessness with distressed eyes.

Qian Ling looked at the wound on his foot, bleeding out.

I felt a little bored in my heart.

She thought that her life was finally about to turn around, but she actually died.

Actually died.

The door was slammed open, and the man came out of the west wing.

Qian Ling heard the movement and cried directly. "It hurts...... Qianling's tears snapped down, crying and crying, he really couldn't control his emotions, covering his mouth and sobbing until he almost lost his breath.

Uncle Ji...... Uncle Ji...... Haochu...... Haochu......

And also...... And also......

The man walked up to Qianling, took a look, roughly understood the situation, and said coldly: "Get up!" ”

Chiling controlled her crying, her throat burning.

She raised her head and looked at the man with teary eyes, with bottomless sadness in her eyes, as if she had experienced a life-and-death parting.

Yes, she did experience a life-and-death separation.

The man was shocked by the emotion in Qianling's eyes.

When Qian Ling said that Tang Baiyi's family was dead, he didn't believe it, because from Tang Baiyi's expression, he couldn't see the grief he should have.

But now, he had some faith.

The man turned around: "I have medicine and bandages in my room, you better shut up." ”

With that, the man slowly walked back to the room.

The meaning is already obvious.

Qian Ling wiped away her tears, revealing a hint of mockery. I didn't expect her to cry so sadly because of her death.

What's the use of crying? Completing the mission and getting a chance to be resurrected is the number one priority now.

Qian Ling picked up the orange on the ground, got up with difficulty, and limped into the west wing.

The man came out of the corner and put the medicine box on the table, without any intention of helping Qianling bandage.

When the man was about to leave, Qianling smiled tearfully and handed the orange in his hand: "Childe, eat oranges." ”

The man looked at Qianling fixedly, as if he remembered something, and a trace of nostalgia flashed on his face.

Then he turned around anyway, didn't say anything, and went back to Kozuma.

Qianling pursed her lips and peeled it herself, but found that it was so sour that she couldn't eat it at all.

Qian Ling bandaged the wound, and when he stood up and walked, although it hurt a little, fortunately he didn't hurt his bones.

And at this time, Tang Baiyi's memories also came.

When Tang Bai was also staying in this courtyard, he was afraid every day, cooking in a daze, fetching water in a daze, walking in a daze, almost a day was spent in a daze, let alone seducing men, and he almost didn't even dare to look at a man.

Tang Bai is not only a fool, but also a waste.

This kind of person would actually ask the Seeking Realm to send a Seeking Warrior to appease the emotions of her corpse after she died.

Does she have any secrets that no one knows?

Qian Ling dragged his injured leg up the mountain to pick mushrooms, and when he came back, it was a little late, so he hurried to hurry up and cook.

But when he hurried to finish the meal and went to call the man to get up to eat, he found that the man was gone.

The mountains and forests are quiet.

The candle flame flickered faintly.

Qian Ling stood in the empty room, facing the empty bed, and felt the coldness that invaded the bones.

Qian Ling followed the example of a man and lay on the bed, holding himself tightly with both hands, desperate to embrace the warmth.

She forbade herself to grieve the past, and then, unconsciously, fell asleep.

She slept for a day and a night.

When I woke up, I was in a warm bed, dizzy, and my whole body was weak.

Sit up and find yourself in your room, and on the table, with a pot of hot tea.

After drinking hot tea, Qianling felt that there were people outside the house, and when she walked out, she saw an old woman sweeping the floor in the courtyard.

The old woman was dressed very plainly, not tall or short, and very energetic.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Qianling leaning against the door, so she put down her broom and walked over, wiped her hands, and smiled very kindly: "Yo, you woke up, you burned all over, and you didn't cover yourself with a quilt when you sleep." How do you feel now? ”

It turned out to be a fever.

Qian Ling touched his face and said with a smile: "It's already good." Thank you mother-in-law. ”

"Thank me for what? Do I want to thank you? It's hard for you to take care of the young master here. ”

As she spoke, the old woman grabbed Qianling's hand, brought Qianling into the house, and then closed the door so that the cold wind would not pour in.

Qian Ling guessed that this person was the one who would come over regularly to help the man clean up.

"To be honest, I don't know yet...... He...... name. "Qianling gets straight to the point.

The old woman flicked the charcoal fire next to her, and laughed so much that her cheeks bulged: "I don't know either." It's the same for everyone. ”

"What? You don't know either? Qianling expressed doubts.

"He would give me money every month to come here once a month. I don't know anything else. The old woman sat down by the charcoal brazier and laughed and roasted the fire.

Qian Ling sneered in his heart, how could it be? Just now this old woman said thank you for taking care of the man, if it was just such a simple employment relationship, there was no need to thank her as soon as she came up, right?

It is clear that there is a friendship for a man.

Why hide it?

Is the man's identity really invisible, or did the man tell her not to tell Tang Baiyi anything?