When Su Mei'er was swallowing her saliva, the nighthawk had already disappeared into the night. At this time, Su Meier was suddenly very glad to have such a flower messenger. Whatever his purpose, at least at this moment, with him by his side, it seems that he can not worry about anything.

Su Mei'er waited for a pillar of incense, and just as she was clenching her arms and feeling scared, Nighthawk rushed back in time. The moment he came in with the smell of wind and snow, Su Meier was inexplicably overjoyed, and almost jumped up and rushed up.

However, when reason seized her and told her that it was not Zuo Xin, but Nighthawk, she lowered her eyelids and stared at the bright red fireworks, arming herself with indifference.

Nighthawk didn't have time to pay attention to her emotions, and as soon as she entered, she was busy. In less than a pillar of incense, the fragrant roast chicken is baked. The fragrant roast chicken completely attracted Su Meier's attention and made her careless.

Nighthawk glanced at Su Mei'er, amused by her staring straight gaze at the roast chicken, however, he didn't laugh and quietly handed the roast chicken over.

Su Meier didn't need any ambition or stubbornness at this time, so she took it unceremoniously and gobbled it up without thinking. I have to say that Nighthawk's ability to roast pheasants is really good. The chicken is roasted golden brown, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, which makes people never get tired of eating. I don't know if I'm really hungry, Su Mei'er really thinks that this roast chicken is better than anything delicious in the palace.

Nighthawk roasted the next one, staring boredly at her gobbling up and taking a deep breath.

"Ahem-" Su Mei'er ate too quickly and choked suddenly.

Nighthawk hooked his lips and sneered: "Eat slowly, no one will rob you." ”

Having said that, he handed over a bag of water as if he were juggling.

Su Meier calmed down a little and hurriedly took the drink. Looking at her purring appearance, he frowned slightly, and couldn't help but say: "Leave a little for the owner of this village, I don't want me to die of thirst......"

"I want to die of thirst for you." Su Mei'er suddenly stopped and stared at him brightly, "It turns out that dying of thirst for you is also a method." Great, not sooner. ”

As he spoke, he raised his throat and drank again. But this time, before it touched the water, the water bag had been quickly snatched away.

"Stingy, drink cold water!" Su Meier squirped disdainfully.

Nighthawk raised the corners of his lips into a charming arc, and said coldly: "For a fox like you who doesn't know how to be polite, doesn't know how to be restrained, doesn't know how to be subtle, and doesn't know how to be reserved, you should be stingy!" ”

Su Mei'er pursed her small mouth, squinted at him, and viciously ate the remaining chicken in her hand, this time, she was really full. She stretched her waist and confirmed suspiciously: "The lord of this county is sleepy, you swear by your brother's life that you will never offend me?" ”

Nighthawk smiled: "Well, the owner of this village swears never to offend you like last time." ”

From time to time, he always used this to stimulate her, so annoying that Su Meier had no intention of talking to him anymore. Su Mei'er glared at him fiercely, lay down on the spot, and covered Nighthawk's robe over her body. In his hand, he secretly pinched a bag of Baining San, knowing that Baixin San was useless to him, at least he used Baining San to make him stop.

When she was ready, Su Meier closed her eyes with peace of mind. But this time he closed his eyes, but he quickly fell asleep. She was so tired, she fought hard for a day and night, and grieved for a day and night, how could she not be exhausted?