Song Che was calm: "Are you going to kill your savior?" ”

Ning Yehong said coldly: "I told you a long time ago, the more you know, the faster you will die, you are smart but you are clever and mistaken by smart." ”

"But I don't think you're going to kill me."

"I'll kill you right now!"

"If you were really willing to kill me, you wiped my neck before the first two sentences, and you can't kill me, because what I say is true, and I can really help you achieve your goal." Song Che stared down at Ning Yehong, and pressed towards her cheek step by step, the blade of the knife already pressed against her throat.

With every step he took, she took a step back.

Her indifference is all pretended, and she is actually not ruthless at all.

Ning Yehong gritted her teeth and sneered, looked away, and took away the dagger.

"Ning Nuxia, this is the second time that you have put your sword against my neck, and every time it is on the premise that I help you, this is really chilling."

"Who called you this—"

"If!" Song Che said: "And next time, I will really treat you as a woman who doesn't know what to do." ”

Ning Yehong turned his back, hid his weakness, and upheld tenacity, "That's what I do, I'd rather kill mistakes than let go, you'd better be careful when you talk in the future!" ”

Song Che said formally: "Thank you so much for the help of the heroine, the costumes, props, and all the expenses needed for the Pearl Conference are all covered by me." ”

"When will I ......" Ning Yehong sighed: "Alas, that's it, after helping you this time, we will no longer owe each other, and we will forget each other in the rivers and lakes from now on." ”

Song Che shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "I'm not a person from the rivers and lakes, how can I forget about the rivers and lakes?" ”

Ning Yehong said: "Then you will not get along with each other!" ”

Song Che said: "But in fact, there is another thing tonight that we have to help each other. ”

Ning Yehong turned around and wondered.

Song Che pointed to Ning Yehong's chest: "Do you remember the wound I stitched up for you earlier?" Looking at your current state, it must have healed, but the threads are still in you;

Don't believe it, the situation was critical, I used embroidery thread, and the wound must be removed, otherwise it will be embedded in the flesh, and it will rot after a long time, so that the wound will become inflamed, and you will die. ”

Ning Yehong subconsciously tugged at his chest, no matter how stubborn he was in death, he would be jealous, "Do you think I'm a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death?"

"Ning Nuxia dares to break through the sword mountain and the sea of fire, I absolutely believe that you are not afraid of death, but the location of your scar is a little special, just in the ......" Song Che checked his chest, smiled evilly, and asked again: "Does Ning Nuxia often feel itchy wounds?" ”

Ning Yehong subconsciously wanted to scratch her chest, but hurriedly shook off her hand, "Yes...... And how? ”

"Come on, I'm going to finish the calf," Song Che shook his head and sighed: "The wound is itchy, which means that it has become inflamed, which is a precursor to ulceration!" As soon as the wound on the chest rots, it will spread to both sides first, and at that time, no matter how high the mountain is, it will also become a flat river! ”

Ning Yehong's eyes became more and more frightened, and she said coquettishly: "The surname is Song, you don't want to scare people!" I can eat, sleep, run and jump, and I'm in good health! How could it be ......?"

Song Che shook his head and sighed as he walked out of the pavilion: "Alas...... It's hard to persuade the damned ghost with good words, the wound rots for as little as three or five months, and as long as a year and a half, and the patient is like tens of thousands of ants crawling on his body, and it is simply painful......"

But without waiting for him to walk out of the pavilion, Ning Yehong dragged him back, gritted his teeth and said, "You are ruthless...... Tell me, what else do you want me to help you! ”

Song Che smiled inwardly and took out a porcelain jar from his sleeve, "This is the newly launched mask of my 'Chow Tai Fat Jewelry', which has the effects of beauty, beauty, anti-aging, and acne...... The red girl sits in Tianxiang Building, and there are countless beauties under her command, so she just needs this product. ”

"You've done all the business on my head?" Ning Yehong said bluntly: "I don't care about this mask or something, you just say the number, and I'll give you silver." ”

"That's not good, paying money with one hand and delivering goods with the other is called business, and if you ask for money directly, you are not a businessman but a bandit," Song Che opened the porcelain jar, scraped a piece of paste with a strip tied to the mouth of the bottle and handed it over, "Wipe it on your face, nourish it for a quarter of an hour and wash it, your skin will become firm and smooth." Try?"

"You...... You want...... Let me rub this poop-like thing on my face? Ning Yehong shook her head in disgust: "Impossible, absolutely impossible!" ”

Of course, Song Che knew that it was impossible to wipe the paste on the tigress's buttocks, so he smeared the paste on his face with a backhand "let's chirp", "I'll show you in person." ”

Ning Yehong shook her head with a straight look......

"Don't feel sick at first, after a quarter of an hour, the effect will be obvious." Song Che leaned back on the porch chair and waited quietly.

A quarter of an hour is not a long time, but for the silent, it is like a year.

The night is deep, the city of Hangzhou is silent, the looming fireflies shuttle back and forth in the ditch, the bright moon is reflected in the water, only the sound of running water.

"I would have turned my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch......" Song Che was moved by his feelings, looking up to the sky and sighing.

Ning Yehong also calmed down, leaning on the other end of the pavilion, staring blankly at the moon.

Silent.

Silence can't stand loneliness.

"Ning Nuxia, do you think Song is smart?" Song Che asked suddenly.

Ning Yehong hesitated for a moment before replying: "Except for being a little strange and annoying, reluctantly...... Fair. ”

It was not easy to get the word "Shang Ke" from her mouth, and Song Che asked again: "You are doing a good deed, and it is a meaningful good deed, right?" ”

Ning Yehong was categorical: "That's nature." ”

Song Che said: "It just so happens that I also like to do meaningful and good things, but I don't like to meddle in things. ”

Ning Yehong tilted her head and asked, "So you want to be a good person, but you want to stay out of it?" ”

"You know me." Song Che smiled with relief, the woman who has been baptized by the rivers and lakes is really much more mature, "If the heroine encounters any trouble on the way to do good deeds, you might as well come to me, maybe I can guide you to some maze - after all, I am a 'barely acceptable' smart person." ”

This time, Ning Yehong did not refuse coldly, was silent for a while, and responded: "Say it again." ”

A quarter of an hour later, Song Che washed off the mask, and specially took a lantern from outside the pavilion, shining on his cheeks, and said to Ning Yehong: "Ning Nuxia, take a closer look, am I a lot more beautiful and youthful?" ”

Ning Yehong snorted lightly: "So what? People of my generation in the rivers and lakes, swords and swords, bloody rain and bloody wind, don't need such delicate things. ”

"Duplicity." Song Che shook his head, took another can of facial mask, and pushed it to Ning Yehong together with the previous can: "One can can be used ten times, and each time you apply one after removing makeup, the beauty will be reflected." ”

Ning Yehong hesitated, but still took the porcelain jar into his hand and asked, "How much?" ”

Song Che gestured three fingers.

"Thirty wen?" Ning Yehong asked.

Song Che shook his head, "Thirty Wen, not even the ingredients." ”

Ning Yehong squinted her eyes, "Don't tell me, you want to sell this poop-like thing for three hundred wen?" ”

Song Che still shook his head, "It's a can of three thousand Wen." ”

"Three thousand texts!" Ning Yehong exclaimed, "Why don't you grab it?" Profiteer! She put the jar down.

"Hey, hey," Song Che hurriedly stopped her, "These two cans are given to you for free, take them back and try them on the girls in the building, maybe you think it's expensive, but they think it's worth it,"

He raised his hand to the east of the city again, "My shop is open next to Shuangqu Street, if the beauty of Tianxianglou comes to buy, it will be a 20% discount." ”

Ning Yehong snorted lightly: "Only the wronged boss will spend three thousand Wen to buy your mask." ”

"Really? Then we'll see. Song Che yawned, stretched his waist and walked out of the pavilion, "It's late at night, Ning Nuxia, I'll go home and sleep." ”

"Wait a minute," Ning Yehong shouted, "and what about the line on my chest?"

Song Che looked back and smiled: "It takes a certain amount of time to recover after the stitches are removed, at this juncture, Ning Nuxia should be very busy, right?" ”

"What about the Pearl Conference? What are you going to do? Ning Yehong asked again.

Song Che smiled: "When you are willing to tell me what you want to get, I will make careful arrangements." ”

Ning Yehong frowned and was puzzled, lowered her head and pondered for a moment, and was just about to ask again, but when she looked up, she saw that the figure was about to disappear by the river.

She was not in a hurry to leave, but held the porcelain jar, walked to the riverside one step at a time, looked up at the moon in the sky, looked down at the people in the water, and thoughtfully said: "The clouds want to dress and the flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon......"

She caressed her face and whispered softly, "Am I really that beautiful......