Wen Cha approached, Lan Qing reached out and pulled her sleeve, "What's wrong?" ”

Wen Cha shook his head, hugged Lu Zhen from his arms, and walked into the house.

Lan Qing followed behind her, thought for a while, and said, "That aunt just now, with sparse eyebrows and a sharp nose, doesn't seem to be a good match, if she says something to you, don't trust her."

Wen Cha glanced back at him, and saw that he had a serious look, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously contained a smile, "She is the aunt who grew up seeing me, if I don't believe her, who should I believe?" ”

Lan Qing saw that she was serious, and she was a little anxious, "Knowing people and knowing faces but not hearts, if she harms you, what should I do?" ”

Wen Cha frowned: "If she has the ability to harm me, she will come, I will be here."

Anyway, I don't want to continue the topic.

She hugged Lu Zhen and turned around, Lan Qing grabbed her wrist, and the cold temperature was imprinted on her skin, which was very clear.

"If you don't have anyone in your heart who can be trusted...... Then put a ...... on your heart I'm ...... will protect you. ”

Wen Cha turned his head to look at him, his ears with an obvious garnet red, and his crystalline peach blossom eyes were staring at her quietly at the moment.

The eyes are serious, but there is a faint uneasiness in the bottom of the eyes, as well as indescribable anticipation.

Wen Cha was stunned, and his eyes fell on his hand like a popsicle, "I can't even trust that aunt who has a close relationship, how can I trust you?" ”

Lan Qing paused, as if he had said too much...... The little girl's keen vigilance could almost beat him to death with a stick.

"I mean, I won't hurt you, I'll help you, you trust me!"

"I know," Wen Cha didn't ask much, thanked him softly, carried Lu Zhen into the house and settled, and said to him when he came out, "I've delayed you for the past two days, and if there is nothing to do in the afternoon, I will take you to the village to look for your fiancée." ”

Lan Qing's complexion changed, her eyes looked at her wrist, and she couldn't say the bitterness in her heart.

I can only whisper down.

Wen Cha cooked lunch, and after the three of them used it, Lan Qing took an umbrella and ran to the village behind Wen Cha.

There are many people in the village who have no father or mother, and there are many people who live alone with their younger siblings.

Lan Qing hugged the sleepy-eyed Lu Zhen and followed her silently, no matter how many family members she asked, he didn't say a word, only the grievances in his eyes revealed the grievances in his heart.

After asking for a long time, there are many girls, either who are married, or who have already married, and no matter how poor they are, they have relatives.

Lan Qing insisted: "She is mine, and she has no marriage with anyone except me." There is no one who is the object of the scandal!

Warm tea: "......"

The three of them can only continue to look forward, looking for a long time, did not find a suitable one, and when they strolled home, there were a lot of shy and delicate women with flowers behind them, these women have long been adults, but for some reasons have not yet married, as soon as they saw Lan Qing, a young man like a flower like the moon, a face like jade, they were shocked, regardless of the number of etiquette, want to come forward to hook up, see if you can get into the eyes of the young man.

This young man has an extraordinary temperament and a noble posture, if he catches the line and becomes a concubine, he will not lose money.

Countless flowers were thrown towards Lan Qing, and Wen Cha, who was standing on the side, was slightly affected, snatched Lu Zhen from his arms and ran away.

Lan Qing held an umbrella, looked at the women who were happy with a cold gaze, he waved his hand, held all the flowers in his hands, and when the women thought they had a chance, they threw those flowers on the ground at will, and stepped on them, leaving a piece of scattered flower mud, and left without looking back.

The women looked at each other for a moment, feeling faceless and skinless, losing face, screaming, stomping their feet, and scattering.

In the future, I will never give flowers to such a man who is empty and beautiful, and has no manners!

Running home, Wen Cha thought of those enthusiastic girls and Lan Qing's figure drowning in flowers, and couldn't help laughing.

Before she could smile, Lan Qing walked in from outside the house with an umbrella, saw the smile on the corner of her mouth, paused, walked to her without changing her face and stood still, and the afterglow couldn't help chasing the corners of her mouth.

"I didn't have my fiancée among them." He said.

Wen Cha nodded, "Tomorrow, I can only take you to a nearby place and then take a turn." ”

Lan Qing's face was a little unpleasant, and he endured: "Aren't we going to the market?"

"I'm going." Wen Cha glanced at him: "The clothes have been bought for you, do you want to regret it?"

"No," he said, drawing closer to her, twisting his fingers, "I wish I had a new dress."

Wen Cha couldn't laugh or cry: "It's just some coarse cloth clothes, what do you like?"

"You bought it for me." He quietly stood side by side with her, and when he looked down, he could see her long hair, white neck, and beautiful side face.

He was so satisfied that he didn't forget the bitter trick: "I haven't worn a new coat for years."

Seeing that he said pitiful, Wen Cha wanted to ask, aren't you wearing priceless new clothes?

But she held back, "If you like it, when you earn money in the future, I will take you to buy clothes." ”

"Okay," Lan Qing's eyes lit up, staring at her without blinking, "Don't regret it." ”

"Hmm."

Dinner was made by Wen Cha and Lan Qing together, Wen Cha cooked vegetables, he added fire, and his actions were decent, which made Wen Cha impress him.

After eating and telling a story, the three of them went back to sleep.

In the middle of the night, when I was at my most sleepy, there was a faint knock on the door outside.

Lu Zhen rolled over in bed, muttered a dream word and fell asleep again.

Wen Cha was woken up by the voice, and the voice was continuous, very diligent.

Wen Cha rubbed his eyes, lit an oil lamp, and walked out, the sound came from outside the gate.

The night wind is a little cold, there are no stars and no moon in the sky, only the faint light of the oil lamp gives people a sense of security, Wen Cha stood still at the door, and the knock on the door happened to sound, very light, and very fine, as if the wind blew stones and fell on the door.

A moist and icy smell spread from outside the door, carrying the familiar moisture, and the cold person shivered.

But at this time, it was the height of summer.

As soon as Wen Cha's action stopped, his heart was a little hairy.

She kept calling the system in her head, and the system yawned in response to her, "It's not dangerous."

Wen Cha made up his mind, opened the door, and looked out of the door, but there was nothing outside the door, only the cold wind rushing by, rolling up countless grains of sand.

Wen Cha was stupid, who was knocking on the door just now?

She lowered her eyes and looked closely, and all she saw was the cold night, like a devil who could devour people.

Where the oil lamp shines, there are three wet water marks, the water marks are very clear, like a person with wet feet just passing by, the footprints are very small, but like a child.

Wen Cha gasped, her fingers trembled and she closed the door, her white wrist was naked in the air due to trembling, and at the moment she closed the door, there were three very obvious snoops firmly fixed on her wrist, and her keen gaze was like a knife about to pierce her whole, but there was nothing outside.

Wen Cha closed the door, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

She looked at the place where the three eyes gathered, and it was the jade bracelet.

Thinking of the origin of the bracelet, Wen Cha really wanted to slap himself to death.

It must have been this bracelet that attracted something that shouldn't have come.

She turned around and ran back without looking up, just trying to get into the warm bed.

Before she could get back into the house, she fell headlong into the cold embrace.

She looked up in panic, and Lan's deep eyes were looking at her motionlessly.

He seemed to have been standing in the doorway for a long time, his chest cold as ice.