Feng Jiu stared at her in silence.

In the silent night, there was only the sound of water splashing, and when Mu Weiyang saw her serious face, he knew that his plan to eat melons was about to be completed, and he immediately turned around and left in despair, planning to come back later.

After turning around, he felt that something was wrong, so he turned back again: "You want to wash your face, just ask someone to bring water, why do you come here to fetch water yourself?" ”

And also with cold well water?

Mu Weiyang narrowed his eyes, feeling that he had discovered a big secret.

Feng Shijiu stood on the side, silently blocking Mu Weixian's figure so that she could see it, and his face was indifferent: "I feel a little hot, just come out and wash my face." ”

"Do you need to come and fetch water yourself?" Mu Weiyang was suspicious, and walked to the other side to find out.

Feng Jiu didn't move, but said, "I remember that you drank medicine for two days a few days ago because you ate too many melons and got cold. ”

Mu Weiyang's body stiffened.

Feng Jiu's tone was very gentle: "Do you need me to help you call the old man?" ”

“……”

Glaring at her, Mu Weiyang stomped his feet and left angrily.

"Are you gone?" A cautious voice came from behind him.

Feng Jiu turned around, looked at his face through the moonlight, and found ......, "Why are you still so red?" ”

Mu Weixian blinked innocently.

"Forget it." Feng Shijiu was a little helpless, "It doesn't look serious, it should be good to sleep." ”

Mu Weixian nodded approvingly: "It doesn't hurt." ”

"If it hurts, you don't have to hide it." Feng Jiu didn't believe it, this young master was squeamish.

Mu Wei casually grinned at her: "Lady, it doesn't hurt." ”

Feng Jiu pinched the wet hair on his cheeks and hooked it behind his ears: "Let's go back first." ”

She didn't apologize, and secretly decided in her heart that she would have to pay attention in the future, this eldest young master was different from herself, his skin was delicate, and he was easy to hurt.

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Early the next morning, Feng Shijiu woke up and went to look at Mu Weixian's face, and found that the red seal had receded, so he was relieved.

Mu Weixian seemed to feel something, and wanted to open his eyes in a daze, Feng Shijiu saw this, and immediately put him back and lowered his voice: "Go back to sleep." ”

Mu Wei fell asleep again.

Feng Jiu got up and got dressed, and the tent behind her fell with her movements.

Inside the tent, the person who should have been sleeping slowly opened his eyes and stared at the slender figure outside through the thin and clear tent.

Look at the shadow and get dressed, comb the waist-length hair with a hand-comb, and bow his head slightly when combing, revealing a little upturned nose tip because of the side face.

Her long, flowing hair was pulled up, and suddenly, the woman seemed to notice something was wrong and reached out to open the curtain.

Mu Wei was startled and immediately closed his eyes.

"It's here." Finding his hairband under the pillow, Feng Shijiu muttered, pulled the headband away, quickly pulled the long hair, and then turned around and went out.

The person on the bed opened his eyes again, and his eyes were big and bright, and very beautiful.

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Feng Jiu played a set of punches in the courtyard as usual, sweated all over, went to take a cold shower, and felt refreshed.

At this time, the sky has been brightened, the new sun is like a fresh egg yolk, the kitchen is already busy, and there is a faint fragrance.

The old man felt little, and when Feng Nineteen went to the front hall, the old man was playing chess with Jiang Bo under the eaves, and he didn't know how long he had been sitting.

This is also a very familiar and common scene.

Feng Shijiu, who usually only passed by, stopped today: "Grandpa, did anyone knock on the door this morning?" ”

The old man was about to lose, and he was not in a good mood at the moment, and his answer was very brief: "No." ”

Feng Nineteen was not disappointed either.

"Who are you waiting for?" After confirming that he had lost, Old Man Mu no longer looked at the chess game, but instead looked at Feng Nineteen, as if he was very interested.

Feng 19: "The one who apologizes." ”

"It's still early." The old man didn't ask much, and beckoned to him, "Come to a game?" ”

Feng Jiu looked at the chess game and found that he was about to lose, so he immediately pouted: "You might as well start another game." ”

The old man glared.

Feng Nineteen quickly turned around and left, his body was dexterous, and he quickly disappeared.

Jiang Bo is almost the only chess friend of the old man, and he has long been accustomed to his bad chess hand, and skillfully deducted a few chess pieces, which can be regarded as letting him play a game, while asking: "She still goes out for a run every day?" ”

The old man bowed his head and found that he had a few more ways to live, and he was overjoyed.

Jiang Bo touched his beard: "It's a diligent child." ”

"What is even more rare is self-discipline." The old man also appreciates Feng Nineteen's point.

It may be easy to maintain a habit, but it's a little scary to stay in the middle of every day, rain or shine, without changing.

The old man remembered something and said, "She has been married for more than half a year, not only has her hair not grown at all, but even her hairstyle is exactly the same every day. ”

lest he not care, he deliberately emphasized: "It's exactly the same!" ”

Jiang Bo was surprised.

The old man said: "I have paid special attention, and there is almost no difference. ”

Jiang Bo: "......"

"Why are you paying attention to this?"

The old man touched his beard: "I was asked, to say that at the beginning, I was curious about how her face was shaped, and I wanted to see if I could find a flaw, and I found this." ”

When he found out, the old man didn't say anything, and he was in a state of wanting to speak and stopping.

He has seen a lot of people in his life, but Feng Shijiu is really the first time he has seen it.

Judging by her style, she can be called bold and rebellious, as if she was dying, but her habits are like that...... There is a strong sense of rules.

The old man sighed: "It's worthy of coming out of the palace, but I didn't know that the current palace is so sharp." ”

Jiang Bo shook his head: "I'm afraid her habit was not honed in the palace." ”

The old man's eyes flashed, but he actually had the same idea in his heart.

Jiang Bo lowered his head to play chess, and soon pushed him to a desperate position, and confirmed that he had won another game, so he touched his beard with satisfaction and said: "I think she is not only bold and self-disciplined, but also very wanton." ”

The old man stared at the chess game with a sad face.

Jiang Bo: "As long as she is not stupid, our identity is not a secret in her eyes, but looking at her actions today, there is no difference from the past, which shows that our identity has no impact on her at all." ”

If someone else came over, I was afraid that I would have been taken aback, either to take precautions, or to report to the official, or to calculate.

And this one, as if he was nothing, didn't care at all.

In this regard, the old man saw it more clearly than him: "Maybe I really don't care, after all, I have no plans." ”

Hearing this, Uncle Jiang's eyes were deep for a moment: "As long as she is a person, she has what she wants, and she is unmoved, which can only mean that we can't give her what she wants." ”

The old man disagreed with his statement: "After all, he is just a killer, maybe he didn't think about it so much." ”

"She's the only one jumping off the board." Jiang Bo reminded coldly.