Chapter Forty-Eight: Mr. Yi
Zhao Xiaoyun and Yun Ming have been walking together for more than a month, and every day, Yun Ming will always leave for a period of time and bring back different things, but she can always poke Zhao Xiaoyun's heart.
Zhao Xiaoyun felt more and more that he should know her, but every time he talked openly and secretly, he failed.
And Yun Ming spent more and more time traveling alone, sometimes even being away from Zhao Xiaoyun for five or six hours, and her expression became more and more exhausted when she came back.
"If Ming'er has something, you can leave first, I'm a man, find someone, it's okay." Zhao Xiaoyun felt unspeakably distressed in her heart, Yun Ming's rush, for more than a month, no matter how hard her heart was, it was impossible not to feel the slightest.
Yun Ming was roasting Zhao Xiaoyun's favorite roast chicken, hearing that Zhao Xiaoyun couldn't hide her distress in his tone, his heart was very warm, the efforts of more than a month were not in vain, even if she was a woman, she also left a deep impression in Zhao Xiaoyun's heart, if she knew the truth, maybe it would be easier to accept.
It's just that I don't know where that person is now, if he comes, he can only retreat, and only when she really comes out of the mountain can he come out to meet Zhao Xiaoyun, but at that time it will be a real meeting.
"Ming'er, I'm not driving you away, it's just that you are so tired every day, I can't bear it." Zhao Xiaoyun saw that Yun Ming didn't speak, thinking that she had misunderstood that she was going to drive her away, so he hurriedly explained.
The corners of Yun Ming's mouth turned upward, and a graceful arc appeared at the corner of her mouth, "Zilong don't worry, if I really have something, I will tell you." Now I can handle it, you .........."
When Yun Ming said this, she suddenly paused, her deep eyes were warm like dripping water, but she didn't continue to speak.
And Zhao Xiaoyun happened to see that the roast chicken was a little burnt, and hurriedly stepped forward to grab Yun Ming's jade hand, didn't notice Yun Ming's eyes, and said sadly, "Oops, the roast chicken is paste." ”
Yun Ming looked at the lines of her palms that were connecting and intertwining with the small white palms, as if she and "her" could no longer be separated in this life.
Just let this time stand still, let her and "her" in this strange place, forever, only them.
Zhao Xiaoyun hadn't noticed that their palms were connected, but Yun Ming's eyes were too enthusiastic, making it difficult for her not to pay attention. At this notice, Zhao Xiaoyun didn't even dare to raise his head, and the gaze on the top of his head seemed to see through Zhao Xiaoyun's heart, enter her heart, and engrave everything that belonged to her in her soft heart.
"In broad daylight, he is so shameless, it really makes the old man's eyes hurt."
At this moment when the atmosphere was becoming more and more ambiguous and embarrassing, a laughing voice for the old disrespectful suddenly appeared.
Yun Ming was stunned, with her martial arts, it was impossible for someone to walk behind her without knowing it.
The person who came was about fifty years old and knew the age of the destiny of heaven, and the white clothes he was wearing were already ragged, but his face was ruddy and shiny, and in his small eyes, the moment he saw Yun Ming turn his head, the essence flashed away.
Yun Ming held Zhao Xiaoyun's little hand, stood up, bowed slightly to the old man, and then said, "I don't know if Mr. Yi knows that if you don't see it, don't listen to it." ”
Zhao Xiaoyun's pretty face turned red, she never expected that one day she would be held by a woman's hand, what is even more terrifying is that she can't break free, she is now a man, she can't even beat a woman, what kind of face is there on the battlefield!
The old man, known as Mr. Yi, scratched his sparse gray beard with a little irritability, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "You kid really knows the world, can't you leave some money for the old man?" ”
Yun Ming slightly blocked Zhao Xiaoyun's sight, frowned, and glanced at Mr. Yi with a warning, "Mr.'s line has already spread all over the world, if I don't know, my years of hard work should be in vain." ”
Mr. Yi's limbs were cold at Yun Ming's warning, and then he looked at it, but he understood, it turned out that it was because he had exposed something, but fortunately, the little girl on the other side was still hanging her head, muttering non-stop, and didn't notice his words.
After the old man understood, he spoke more casually, compared to it, what was more casual was his hand, which naturally snatched the roast chicken from Zhao Xiaoyun's hand, and didn't care whether his beard was stained with greasy, so he directly enjoyed it.
"Well, you're small, the little girl's skills are really good." The old man gave a thumbs up while eating, praising Yun Ming.
Zhao Xiaoyun didn't notice that he looked like a child who had been robbed of candy, and he didn't notice that he looked at Yun Ming's eyes like a person who couldn't grab candy and went home to be coquettish to the people closest to him.
Yun Ming reached out and touched Zhao Xiaoyun's hair, comforted her, and whispered, "That chicken is burnt, I'll bake it for you later." ”
Zhao Xiaoyun's eyes lit up, yes, the chicken is almost burned, it's not delicious, what's the hurry, just let this old man who looks quite powerful eat it, save yourself from wasting a chicken.
Who knows, when Yun Ming spoke, Old Man Yi's ears moved almost invisibly, and his cheerful mouth stopped, threw the roast chicken in his hand, lay down on the spot, and said with a snapping mouth, "The old man is full and wants to sleep, I don't know if you two mind the old man sleeping here." ”
Yun Ming's sexy thin lips raised an unfathomable smile, "Naturally, I don't mind, Mr. can rest here, the two of us won't bother, if it's fate, goodbye." ”
Zhao Xiaoyun was pulled by Yun Ming and walked mechanically.
Behind him, Old Man Yi jumped up, incredulous, his thin hand trembled and pointed at Yun Ming and said, "You are small, the little girl treats my old man like this?" ”
Yun Ming didn't look back, and her tone was flat, "Don't you dare to disturb Mr. Yi's rest." ”
"Come back!" Old man Yi jumped to his feet angrily behind him, "You guys come back for me!" Can't I say yes? ”
Yun Ming showed a rare smile in her eyes, suddenly stroked her wide sleeves, stopped, turned around, and her sexy thin lip smile expanded, "What Mr. said is true?" ”
Old man Yi pursed his lips, "You are really good at grasping people's weaknesses." ”
"Did you catch that?"
Old man Yi pointed to the half-eaten roast chicken on the ground and said, "You roast another one," after speaking, he stretched out another finger and gestured, "No, it's two roast chickens for me every day." ”
Yun Ming's eyes were like ice balls, shooting out a cold light, "Sir, you know the meaning of time in the future." ”
Old man Yi's dedication to eating was beyond Yun Ming's expectations, holding his chest up, with a look of what can you do with me, holding his head high, not talking, and the meaning was already self-evident.
Yun Ming glanced at Zhao Xiaoyun in the blindfold, and sighed in her heart, "That's it, I promised Mr. ”