Chapter 170: Fainting
It's night.
Dark clouds shrouded the fairy gate, the day was still blue, and at night it changed its complexion, as if it was going to rain. But Xianmen has never rained or snowed, and the flower fat mist knows this.
When the hour came, the miscellaneous servants returned with their hoes, and the mist of flower butter ran back in a hurry like a bird released from a cage.
rushed home, cooked the meal, served it to Qi Yan as usual, and was about to leave, but he was stopped by the other party coldly.
This call made the body of the flower fat mist freeze and the scalp was numb.
With his back to Qi Yan, he couldn't help gritting his teeth and sticking out his tongue, and after a while of unhappiness, he collected his emotions and turned to face him.
"What's the hurry, why are you in such a hurry today?"
As he spoke, Qi Yan's figure flickered, and the next second he stood in front of his eyes, the fan was unfolded, and he was separated between the two of them, and his graceful bearing that shook suddenly made the flower fat mist a little fugue.
"Miscellaneous evaluation, I'm in charge of guarding the medicine field."
"Yakuda also guards at night?"
“……”
She couldn't say that she was worried that the Dugu family would target her, so she was going to go to the medicine field for an overnight night.
Who is Qi Yan? He is the second son of the Qi family, stubborn and uninhibited, and he has recently entered the Xianmen to settle down a little, even if he told him, this is a contradiction between a maid and a family member, who to help step on whom, obviously.
It's better not to say it.
"You don't want to stay with me if you don't speak?"
Qi Yan leaned over slightly, a knife-cut handsome face was close to the flower fat mist, shrugged his nose slightly, sniffed the jasmine fragrance that seemed to be nothing, his heart rippled, and he smiled unconsciously.
It's so fragrant, you have to swallow it. He thought.
Flower Fat Mist's eyes widened, not knowing how to answer, and he looked at the smiling face of the man who was close at hand, and his heart panicked.
It's strange, I haven't been so flustered when I meet a spirit beast, why does it seem that I have nowhere to hide in front of him?
"What, I, I'm still ......"
She took a small step back.
"Isn't your business to serve me? Do you know how long you haven't warmed my bed, and if I don't mention it, you pretend you don't know, right? ”
He narrowed his eyes as he watched her retreat, his smile narrowing. On the contrary, a nameless fire came out.
- If it were another dusty woman, he would not be uncommon for him to refuse and welcome him like this, but this woman is really rejecting him, and she has no intention of being close at all.
Is he so unbearable?
Their own maids don't want to get close to themselves?
Or is she the only one who is different?
Qi Yan's expression became a little depressed and a little annoyed.
The hand clenched into a fist, combined with the block on his chest, leaned back slightly, the corner of his mouth twitched, and said with a wry smile: "In the summer, you don't need to warm the bed, hehehe." ”
Hearing her say this, Qi Yan was stunned.
In a daze, a pair of eyes were firmly locked on her, swimming around, not seeing the slightest willingness, always with a reluctant attitude, he waved his hand helplessly, signaling to let her go.
Floral mist is a big joy.
As soon as he turned around, there was a tingling sensation in the back of his neck, as if he had been pricked by a bee, and subconsciously seemed to be twisted, but his heart was suddenly startled, thinking that Qi Yan had moved something behind his back.
Sigh secretly, how could this man be so despicable?
I never thought about it, but after a while, I realized that this taste of pulling tendons and pulling the marrow came from within the body! There is an uncontrolled spiritual power scurrying in the body, could it be that during this time, when cultivating the Vientiane Body, what went wrong?
No, I'm so dizzy.
The body is so heavy that I can't stand steadily......
Where are there pillars, chairs, whatever you want, hold on......
As soon as she opened her mouth, before she could call for help, her eyes swirled in the dark, and the whole person fell uncontrollably.