Chapter Twenty-Seven: I wish you a smooth journey
Huan Ying had a smile on her face, and said with a straight look: "I'm going to go out once in seven days."
What to do when you go out and about? Wan Ji'an finally raised his head again and looked at Huan Ying.
"Oh." She didn't know what to say: "Then I wish you a nice trip."
……
"Prepare well." Dropping a sentence, Huan Ying turned the window and left.
"What do you mean?" Wan Qi'an shouted in the direction where he disappeared, but the family had long since disappeared.
"Miss, what's wrong?" Caicai's voice came from outside the door.
"It's okay, it's okay."
"The bath water is ready and ready to bathe."
Wan Qi'an opened the door and saw Cai Cai standing outside the door, not suspicious.
After taking a bath, Wan Qian'an lay down on the bed, thinking about what he had just said, but it didn't take long for drowsiness to sweep over and fall asleep in a daze.
Seven days later
"The night heat is still the same as the noon heat, and the door is open and the moon is bright.
The bamboo is deep and the trees are densely chosen, and there is sometimes a slight coolness that is not wind. ”
Wan Qi'an stood at the door, the summer was scorching, and he couldn't help but open his mouth to chant poetry.
She can't compose poems, can't she memorize poems? It's just that the ancestors don't have to blame.
"It's unbelievable that you've only been in the WTO for more than a month, and you're already so talented.
You really wrote this poem? ”
Wan Qian'an turned around and found that Huan Ying had come to her room at some point, looking at her with her hands in her hands.
Wan Qian'an looked around, fortunately Cai Cai and the others were not here now, otherwise it would be troublesome to find out that a man appeared in her yard at night.
"Why do you like to trespass on women's boudoirs so much?" Wan Qi'an raised his face, the man's black hair danced lightly, and he was independent.
"I wrote this poem myself, and although I was unconscious, I had a lot of things in my head, and an old gentleman taught me many things. Besides, I woke up and read a lot of books, isn't it okay to be talented? ”
Wan Qian'an was a little weak-hearted, didn't he find something?
Although Huan Ying asked tentatively, she didn't expect her to be busy explaining a lot.
"Really?"
"Naturally!"
"In that case, let's take our belongings and go." Huan Ying had already stepped out of the door and came to her as she spoke.
"Go? Where to go"
Wan Qi'an looked at the man suspiciously.
Huan Ying hooked his lips and smiled, and was about to speak, when he saw the little maid coming this way, and then the ape arm was wrapped, and Wan Qi'an arrived in his arms, and disappeared in place silently.
Wan Qian'an was covered by Huan Ying, and he wanted to scream but couldn't. And because she was afraid, she hugged the man's waist tightly with both hands, and her whole body was almost hanging on him.
This feeling of weightlessness is really uncomfortable.
Huan Ying felt the softness that clinged to her, and she was a little happy in her heart, so she couldn't help but tighten her arms and hug her tighter.
Huan Ying took her to a low-key carriage, and as soon as they got into it, the coachman drove the horses.
"What are you doing here? Where are you taking me? When she stopped, Wan Qian'an quickly let go of Huan Ying and sat on the other side of the carriage, although she was separated by clothes, she could still feel that the man's figure was excellent.
Huan Ying saw that the woman who was still hugging him tightly just now pushed him away violently, slightly disappointed.
"I'm going to the border to deal with some things, and you, as my little cook, naturally have to go with me."
"What?!" Wan Qi'an stood up excitedly, but forgot that he was in the carriage, and his head was touched painfully.
"What do you have to do with me when you go to the border, you let me go back quickly." Wan Qi'an rubbed his sore head.
Huan Ying suddenly stepped forward, and fixed her hand that was rubbing her head on the wall of the car with her big hand, and her handsome face was getting closer and closer to her.
Wan Qi'an's heart was beating like thunder at this time, and there was a unique aroma on the man's body, which surrounded the tip of her nose, and her breath became a little disordered. What is he doing here?
Huan Ying slowly approached, he had already heard her heart beating wildly, he smiled evilly, his eyes were closed, and then he looked at the plump pink lips and pursed lightly.
She was nervous.
Just when Wan Qi'an thought he was about to kiss it, his face turned slightly to the side, and he brought his lips to her ear.
"Who said you were going to be my little cook that day? Who said that sending her home would repay me, why, do you want to repay the debt? ”
Wan Qi'an shrugged his shoulders slightly and dodged.
The man's voice is slightly magnetic, three points careless, two points cold, five points charming, when he speaks, the breath blows his ears intentionally or unintentionally, itchy, making people's hearts ape.
It turned out that she was self-inflicted, and Wan Jinan felt a little embarrassed. Hurriedly broke free and sat at the door of the carriage.
"Even so, you shouldn't have taken me captive, I didn't have anything with me."
Huan Ying was not annoyed, but was in a good mood and straightened her robe:
"I asked you to prepare it well, but it doesn't matter if you don't bring it, I have the money, so I can buy it."
"But I came out in a hurry, and I haven't said hello to Mrs. Hou yet." Wan Ji'an frowned, she didn't want them to worry.
"I've already had people say hello to them."
Huan Ying's expression was faint.
Wan Qi Chaoyu: Do you call it a hello? You call that notification.
"But ......"
"Why are you so noisy?" Huan Ying looked at Wan Qian'an.
Wan Qi'an was a little speechless and a little funny.
"You say I'm noisy? I asked me about my whereabouts, and you said I was noisy? You can't be dictatorial just because you're in a position of power. ”
Oops, she's so grumpy.
"Why, do you want to reason with the deity? The dagger of the deity has not been stained with blood for a few days. ”
Huan Ying took out a short and sharp dagger from his arms, pulled it out and played with it in his hand, the blade was cold and bright, it was a good dagger, and it must be extremely sharp.
Wan Qian'an looked at the cold light of the dagger and swallowed his saliva, which wilted instantly.
In this era of shouting and killing at every turn, she doesn't dare to be tough.
To be a man, you must know how to judge the situation.
"Big brother, calm down, what a big deal, and the knife is moving, quickly put it away, so as not to hurt you by mistake."
Admit who won't, big woman, can bend and stretch. It's not that you don't report it, the time has not come!
Huan Ying looked at the woman in front of him and smiled, although the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, but he was in a good mood, and he was a person who knew the times.