Zi Ning's eyes were horizontal, "Our young master has great skills, how can you little girls understand." ”

"Yes, yes, your young master is very capable, and this is the performance of Difu Chong who accidentally injured your young master." Zhiyi followed Shang Sang to learn some witty words.

Nan Feng couldn't hold back and laughed.

Zining grinded his back molars, "I don't have the same knowledge as you." ”

"You and I have different knowledge, so naturally we can't talk about it." Zhiyi's nose is upturned, and his face is arrogant.

"Sure enough, there are slaves who have masters, and it is really your master who taught them by hand." Zi Ning saw Zhiyi as if he saw Shang Sang.

So so...... Pain in the butt.

After a while, the three of them quarreled again.

The theme is who is more expensive, until the Rong family looks down on people.

If it weren't for a night cat suddenly popping out of the roof, the trio would have argued endlessly.

There was silence in the room......

The three of them looked at each other, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Why do they quarrel, shouldn't they work together to think about how to save their master from the bandits' den?

"That ......," Zhiyi was the first to speak, and stammered again, "let us go to the treasury now to get the silver, and tomorrow at dawn we will go and redeem the master." ”

"Very good!" Zining said that he had no opinion.

Nan Feng nodded, no comment.

Zhiyi clapped his hands, "So, can we go to the warehouse now?" ”

The other two were nodding their heads again.

So, the three of them moved their positions in a mighty way.

After taking the money, the three of them went back to the courtyard.

Nan Feng was lying on the bed staring at the white bed curtain with a pair of copper bell eyes, and his thoughts were flying.

"Madame has not been robbed in the western suburbs before, how can this detain people." Nan Feng was very puzzled.

Zhiyi said without thinking, "Young Master Jing is covered in gold, so people can't move their legs, if I am the bandit, I will not be reluctant to let him go." ”

Nan Feng was amused by her, and couldn't help but tease, "You are a good piece of material to be a bandit." ”

Zhiyi crossed his eyes and expressed dissatisfaction.

"I'm going to bring my wife back safely tomorrow."

"I don't need you to remind you." Nan Feng was a little upset, and closed his eyes as he spoke.

After falling into darkness, two figures came to her mind.

The woman is dignified and noble, has a sweet smile, and always looks well-behaved and easy to get along with.

The man is domineering, although his face is cold, but the warmth in his eyes seems to be able to melt ice and snow.

The two stood together, and they were a natural pair.

She stood from a distance and watched, envious.

often fantasizes about herself as a woman, if she is also such a pretty person, can that person look at her more?

It's a pity that all the ifs in this world are poisons that pierce the intestines.

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Western suburbs, bandits' dens.

The moonlight shrouded Shang Sang like a thin veil.

It seems to be coated with a layer of soft light, reflecting her face very white and delicate, but the dust stuck in it is a little abrupt, but it adds a bit of delicate beauty.

It's like a doll abandoned by the owner in the corner, which is very pitiful.

Rong Jinghao's eyes had nowhere to put them.

The stone house can accommodate it at a glance, but that place is the most attractive.

His eyes narrowed, forcing himself to close them.

The night was so quiet that he could even hear his own heartbeat intensifying.

He wanted to put his hands on his chest to hide his embarrassment.

Just as he pretended to be nothing, there was a gurgling sound in his stomach.

Shang Sang, who was asleep, subconsciously stroked his stomach and muttered a few words that Rong Jinghao couldn't understand.

Then he tilted his head and fell asleep again.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

If this woman sees that she is so embarrassed, she will not know how to laugh at him in the future.

Rong Jinghao stood up, a pair of big hands rubbing against the stone wall, as if trying to test which stone was looser.

His luck struck, and the stone house began to crack, but it didn't completely collapse.

He abruptly withdrew his hand and looked at Shang Sang again.

At this glance, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Naniko was looking at him with big, dark eyes.

"You ......"

"What are you doing?"

The two spoke almost at the same time.

Rong Jinghao didn't know if she was pretending to be stupid, and stared at her with a pair of sharp eyes for a while.

"How did you wake up?"

After saying this, Rong Jinghao realized that his hands were sweating.

Shang Sang blinked his big innocent eyes and handed him the chicken leg in his sleeve, "Hey, here you go." ”

Rong Jinghao's face froze.

I looked at her for a while, not knowing whether I should reach out and pick it up.

"To die to save face and to suffer sin?" Shang Sang didn't plan to save face for him.

If Rong Jinghao refuses again, he will look petty, and when he takes the chicken leg, he still looks disgusted.

Stared at the chicken leg flipped from side to side, and watched vigilantly for a long time.

"Don't worry, I haven't eaten it."

His mind was pierced, Rong Jing grinded his back molars, and gritted his teeth with a smile.

How did this woman survive in the emperor's place where she eats people and doesn't spit out bones.

Rong Jing Hao was a little puzzled.

"I'm rich, and not everyone can eat my leftovers."

In a word, he almost choked Rong Jing.

Throw her a sneer, "I thank you." ”

"You're welcome." Shang Sang had a teachable expression.

Rong Jinghao is probably too well educated, his movements are extremely handsome and elegant, and the chicken leg falls into his hand like a brush.

Compare Rong Yue with one of them, and immediately see the high and low.

Shang Sang could only persuade himself to open a little, in case Rong Yue was not his own.

Just as Shang Sang was thinking, a piece of the wall fell off and landed on the hay, causing a sound like the sound of a mouse jumping by.

It doesn't attract much attention.

Shang Sang was dumbfounded, "Why is it like this, there is an earthquake?" ”

She had guessed how much it had something to do with Rong Jinghao.

Still stunned by his profound kung fu heritage.

Facing her honest expression, Rong Jinghao almost nodded in acknowledgement.

"Let's go!" He urged Shang Sang to get out of the crack.

Shang Sang was naturally reluctant.

It's really going to go, and those ransoms are not going to be wasted?

She was all busy this time.

She didn't know whether to say that Rong Jinghao was too capable, or if she was unlucky.

Seeing her white eyes, Rong Jinghao didn't care about the difference between men and women, and as soon as he stopped her waist, he stuffed it into the crack.

She grabbed the word 'help' in her throat and almost blurted it out.

was gagged by the hay that Rong Jing Hao picked up.

Well! The dry stalks are slightly sweet.

After Shang Sang was inexplicably thrown out, Rong Jinghao followed closely and also got out, she just spit out her mouth full of wheat stalks, and he pressed her head to the ground.

Shang Sang wanted to ask him: Are you polite?

She had completely lost the ability to control her body, and was dragged out by Rong Jinghao.

The moonlight is hazy.

At night, the forest is a little humid and very cold.