"Why are you closing the door in broad daylight?"

Qi Yan stood in the light and smiled playfully.

Behind him, the inconspicuous little fat sheep was panting, it bit Qi Yan's robe all the way, and he didn't know how many kicks he had to take before dragging him to the ancestral hall.

Who made the master suffer, and it had to intervene?

Hong Shen stepped forward and looked at the handsome face of the little boy in front of him, both nervous and excited, pretending to be aggrieved: "Little boy, punish the cheap maid, it is insulting to the family style, and the second housekeeper is worried that the scandal will spread, so he closed the door." ”

"Heh, is there still less scandal in the Qi family?"

The Qi family has some unbearable old things, which were once spread in Pingying City, and later forced by the Qi family's forces, no one dared to say anything, but everyone's hearts were like a mirror.

Red Ginseng was nervous for a while, where did she dare to make irresponsible remarks, so she hurriedly pointed to the flower butter mist and changed the topic.

"This wild girl injured the slave and maid, and was very disrespectful to the spirit beast, and the second housekeeper punished her with fifty lashes. No, I'm going to cure her! ”

The flower mist raised its head and followed the prestige.

Qi Yan walked past everyone and stared at her with interest: "Baa, it's okay, there are not many people who dare to fight privately in Qi's mansion, and in the past hundred years, you are the only one." What, you're not going to explain the explanation? ”

What to explain?

Could it be that she wants her to say that Hong participated in Wei Zhuo's plot to commit misdeeds, conspired to kill her, and dragged her into the ancestral hall to insult her chastity?

If he says that, he will believe her? All traces are hidden. What's more, Wei Zhuo didn't have time to start......

The flower butter mist bowed his head: "I injured the red ginseng." ”

Red Ginseng wished she to say this, "Look, this maid is not worthy of staying in the Qi Mansion at all, it is better to hand over the Hunting Spirit Lamb to the slave maid to take care of her personally and drive her out." Little boy, what do you think? ”

Qi Yan was silent.

The face of the flower fat mist was reflected in his eyes, and the pink lips were gently pursed, resolute and unyielding, shiny, like a star at your fingertips. He likes her temperament very much, which is completely different from those warblers and swallows.

After a while, his eyes were like torches, staring at the blood-stained red clothes on her right arm: "How did you get the wound on your arm?" ”

She was stunned for a moment and replied, "The wolf bites." ”

"Wolves? How did you get out of the wolf's mouth? ”

"This ......"

For a while, where to find a suitable explanation for the flower fat mist.

"Baa~"

Suddenly, the little fat sheep came out from behind Qi Yan and hurriedly ran back to her side.

The flower fat mist was stunned for a moment, she remembered that there was only a white shadow following Qi Yan, it turned out to be it - this little fat sheep brought Qi Yan to save her! She was surprised and delighted, and felt deeply guilty.

The sword-winged tiger and ferret she domesticated, which one of them did not only surrender to her strength and obey orders, but never played those little cleverness.

At this moment, the little fat sheep's bulging eyes looked at Qi Yan, standing with his hooves side by side, kicking in all directions!

Raising sheep's hooves, topping sheep's horns, and shaking their buttocks......

The recruitment standard is impressive!

Like a crappy clown, trying to solve the trap of the flower fat mist.

Sometimes, sheep are more loyal than people.

Qi Yan's face was full of suspicion, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "It, it's, what's it?" ”

The face of the resin mist is calm, and the words are round.

"Can't you see it?"

She coughed and said seriously, "The sheep punches the wolf." ”

Qi Yan raised his eyebrows lightly and smiled playfully.

"You mean, it-" he glanced at the little sheep and almost laughed out loud, "to save you from the wolf's grasp?" ”

"Yes."

"Oh?"

Qi Yan's eyebrows flew high, his eyes were shiny and soft, and he folded the fan in the palm of his hand little by little, "So interesting?" Wait, I'll order someone to catch the wolf, so that everyone can see how the lamb beats the wolf! ”