Chapter 67: It Turns Out That You Think Too Much (1st Update)

Another toss-up night passed, and the next day had to continue to hurry, Nanfeng took on the task of getting Mu Jiu up again.

Nanfeng: Why is it him again in the ......?

This time, Nanfeng didn't even touch the door, because the little herring was directly blocking the door: "My master didn't wake up, and it's not suitable to hurry now." ”

"If Miss Mu doesn't sleep enough, it's the same if she goes to sleep in the car?"

The little herring looked at him angrily: "The master is drunk and can't wake up." ”

"Drunk?" Nanfeng glared: "What are you kidding?" Will Miss Mu get drunk with the amount of wine she drinks as water? ”

"Not because of you?" It's good that he didn't mention this, and fried his hair when he mentioned the little herring: "Although the master drinks a lot, she is also a mortal in the flesh, she can drink without scruples because her special internal force can be resolved, but you actually sealed her internal force, without internal force, she just looks at ordinary people, how can she not get drunk?" ”

Looking at Xiao Qingyu's posture, he was so angry that he wanted to raise a knife and slash at him, Nanfeng touched his nose and sneered: This is none of his business, okay?

Xiao Junshu walked over, and Nanfeng hurriedly retreated from the battlefield: "Master Hou." ”

"How much did she drink last night?"

"Five jars." Xiao Qingyu replied reluctantly.

Xiao Junshu stepped inside, Xiao Qingyu wanted to stop her, and Nanfeng quickly pulled her: "This is a matter between masters, don't be greedy." ”

Xiao Qingyu angrily shook off Nanfeng's hand and glared at him: "I don't know you so well, hum." ”

Southwind Q-Q: He's so hard.

Xiao Junshu walked to the side of the bed, Mu Jiu slept soundly, there was a hint of redness on her cheeks, her sleeping posture was not very regular, but she would not have no image, her eyebrows and eyes were slightly sharp, even if she was asleep, she would not be too soft, but more mysterious and noble than her usual smiling appearance.

Some people, upbringing and manners are engraved into their bones, even when they are casual and casual, they will not make people feel vulgar, such as Mu Jiu.

He didn't know anything about her identity and past, but what attracted him was her person, her intelligence and wisdom, her flattery, her laziness and laziness, and her calm but flamboyant momentum.

Is he Mu Jiu's mortal killer? So what?

lifted the quilt and replaced it with a blanket to cover Mu Jiu, and then bent down to pick her up.

Let her head rest on her shoulder socket more comfortably, and walk out with her in her steady steps.

"Let's go."

In the carriage, Xiao Junshu gently put Mu Jiu away, placed her head on his lap, and protected her with one hand, so that she could sleep peacefully.

Outside the carriage, the little herring sat on the edge of the carriage, hoping to stare out a hole in the door of the carriage.

Hua Yan shook his head when he saw it: "This ferocious little fish, it's a shame that Dongyue is not here." ”

Glancing at Xigui and staring at the little herring all the time, Hua Yan suddenly smelled an unusual smell, and smiled: "Why do you keep staring at other people's little girls?" Got a crush on someone? ”

Xigui habitually paralyzed his face, and replied seriously: "I heard Nanfeng say that she has good knife skills." ”

Knife technique?

Hua Yan tugged at the corners of his mouth: "This Dongyue has more right to speak, as soon as Miss Mu entered the house, she let Xiao Qingyu cut Dongyue in front of everyone, although her martial arts may not be as good as Dongyue, but people are not afraid of death, that lifeless way of playing makes Dongyue take a detour when she sees her now, I advise you not to provoke ...... easily"

Speaking of this, Hua Yan paused: "I forgot that you are a martial arts idiot, so it's still quite good to fight her, it's definitely memorable." ”

At the end, he smiled ambiguously, maybe after fighting, his daughter-in-law would go home.

Xigui doesn't have as many fancy intestines as Hua Yan, he just wants to fight with Xiao Qingyu, after Nanfeng told him before, he couldn't help but care, how good can a little girl in her early thirteen years old be in kung fu? But later he asked Dongyue, and Dongyue didn't say a word, but the expression was really intriguing.

can make Dongyue not want to mention it again, he is really very curious, what kind of knife technique can force Dongyue to retreat, and even leave a psychological shadow.

It is impossible for Xiao Qingyu to be so strong that he can't notice it, and after looking at it, he showed a fierce light on Shang Xigui's paralyzed face, delicate and small face: What are you doing? Want to fight?

Returning to the West: ...... Did he offend this little girl somewhere?

The feeling of being drunk was not good, Mu Jiu slept until almost noon and woke up, not unexpectedly lying on the carriage, but it was not a pillow under his head.

Raising his head to meet Xiao Junshu's drooping gaze, he moved his neck and slowly got up.

"Do you want water?" Xiao Junshu asked.

Mu Jiu was still a little confused, and nodded, but didn't want to move.

"Huh!" A chuckle overflowed from Xiao Junshu's lips, and he raised his hand to take the kettle and handed it to Mu Jiu's mouth.

Mu Jiu raised his head slightly and drank water from his hand, then leaned against the wall of the car and didn't want to move.

A person who has a cold breath when he falls asleep, but he is lazy and soft when he wakes up, Xiao Junshu reached out and gently stroked the top of Mu Jiu's head, this posture is like stroking a pet, at this time she is very well-behaved.

Last night she said that she accepted him, but it was really not a lie, otherwise she would not have allowed him to be so close.

Raised his hand to pull away the hair on her face: "Still uncomfortable?" Do you want Hua Yan to take a look? I'm about to arrive at Lingchuan, so I can't sleep all the time. ”

"Why not?" Mu Jiu didn't even bother to lift his eyelids: "It's not an unusual place." ”

He really doesn't know how to answer this, saying that this is where you live? However, seeing that Mu Jiu was able to burn down the bamboo garden of Mu Mansion, she didn't have any feelings when she wanted to come to this place, you must know that here, Mu Jiu also did the same thing, the small courtyard where she lived was also burned by a fire, not to mention the traces, and now it has been built again, and not even a single brick and tile can be found.

Thinking about it like this, Xiao Junsu thought of his wind and rain Xuan, he didn't want his house to be hit by a fire, and also, what kind of hobby was this to burn wherever he went?

The slender fingertips moved slightly, and the ends of her hair were touched: "If you want to sleep, wait a while, eat something and then sleep." ”

Mu Jiu leaned beside him with his pillow, and his eyes fell faintly on Xiao Junshu: "I thought that Master Hou would feel guilty, maybe he would untie my internal strength." ”

Xiao Jun paused, swept her face, and chuckled: "It turns out that you think too much." ”

On guard against her, he didn't let up at all.

Mu Jiu was so angry that his heart was blocked, and he was a villain who was dreaming of Xiao Junshu in his heart, a hateful man.

His eyes swept over Xiao Junshu's lips, and the traces were very shallow, but if she looked at it carefully, she could still see it, she was a little angry last night, but she regretted it.

But this feeling of marking your own belongings is a bit weird, and there is no change in getting along, but there seems to be something different, and I can't say it.

(End of chapter)