"Hmm······" I nodded reluctantly, and said, "Oh no, can I sit in the back?" and now sitting in the saddle like this, with my head resting on his chest, I am completely embraced by him, which is very bad!

"No, I can't. He lifted the reins of his horse and ignored my unreasonable request, "Don't you know how to ride a horse?"

"Hey!!" I exclaimed.

The shadow hissed and ran. It ran steadily, I didn't feel bumpy, and the scenery on the side of the road flew backwards, blurring into an afterimage. My tense nerves gradually relaxed.

Feng Jianqing has always been very leisurely, and when he saw that I relaxed my stiff body, he said leisurely: "Are you afraid of itching?"

"What are you doing?!" I was angry about his frivolous behavior just now, and I didn't have a good temperament, "My yellow flower girl, naturally afraid of itching, what's wrong?!"

He smiled lightly: "It turns out that if you are not a yellow flower girl, you are not afraid of itching, right? ”

A word was taken crooked by him, and I was so ashamed that my face turned red and I didn't answer. He coughed lightly and sat up straight, a little away from me.

On the one hand, because the seaside is far from the people, and on the other hand, because we are not in a hurry, we still walk to a small town at sunset.

The blue cloth hanging at the door of the inn has been washed white, and the big characters of "XX Inn" are blurry, and you can only barely see the word "Inn". And most of the time because I knew the word "inn" in my preconceived mind, I could guess it. As for what it was called decades ago, the fat proprietress waved her hand: "Fuck it." ”

The people in the town looked sideways at Feng Jianqing and me, pointing and pointing.

Well, no one should know us, I feel a little uneasy, most of the time the shadow is too eye-catching, and he and I are gorgeously dressed, but it looks like ······ It's like ······

"Yo, the little couple came out to play in the mountains and rivers, right?" the proprietress almost habitually threw a wink at the wind Jianqing, "The slave family won't come to disturb at night, ······ Of course, an upper room······ Huh, two beds?······ Uh, of course, of course······ Tsk, what a match made in heaven······"

I kept my head down and was silent, and as soon as the proprietress turned around, I glared at Feng Jianqing viciously, lowered my voice and said angrily: "Why don't you want two upper rooms?"

Feng Jianqing laughed in a low voice, "Then how should you ask questions?"

I glared at him fiercely, and there was a little truth in what I said, if I wasn't sure that he was a decent gentleman, I wouldn't have swallowed it so much!

The proprietress turned around and saw me glaring at Feng Jianqing, but the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she smiled and said, "Please come with me." That self-knowing tone made me not only unable to get angry, but also slightly panicked.

The stairs creaked under her fat body.

I frowned, I didn't want to look bulky, but the staircase didn't look very reliable. It seems to me that only by performing light skills can he not squeak.

I lifted my breath and lifted my leg up a step to hiss, and I gasped in pain.

Feng Jianqing grabbed me: "What's wrong?"

I don't ride horses often, I stayed on horseback all day today, even if I knew that Feng Jianqing wouldn't let me fall, but after all, I was nervous, and I sat stiffly for an hour, my thighs were extremely sore, and I didn't find anything when I walked flat, and as soon as I lifted my legs, the sharp tingling sensation caught me off guard.

"Nothing. "Why do I always look so weak in front of him? No, I want to show my strong side as an emissary!

This time, I was prepared, and secretly gritted my teeth, struggled to lift my legs, and walked up the steps.

"Squeak" The steps groaned with a heavy load.

Feng Jianqing already understood, watched me grit my teeth hard, and teased: "The Holy Envoy doesn't have to use the stairs to vent his anger. ”

"You!"

He reached out and hugged me horizontally, and said softly, "I forgot that you don't ride a horse very often." Are your legs sore?"

I said angrily, "You······ Leave me alone! Why do you want others to misunderstand like this? We're just friends! Ordinary friends! Let me go !!."

Feng Jianqing smiled slightly, sighed and said, "Green Ran, we are not friends, Lord Saint and I are feuding. ”

I snorted: "How can there be so many feuds, world friends, all ······" I just held back a swear word in time and changed my words, "······ Talk nonsense. I said yes, just that. ”

"Yes," Feng Jian Qingnin smiled, "I will obey the orders of the Taiwan."

Seeing Feng Jian Qingheng walking up with me in his arms, the proprietress stood at the door with a smile of understanding: "Looking at the little lady's slender figure, she must be very weak." ”

The furnishings in the room are very similar to the style of the small inn by the desert back then. The proprietress laughed so hard that the fat on her body trembled, her small eyes narrowed into a slit, and she hurriedly walked out and closed the door.

Feng Jianqing put me on the bed, and as soon as I touched the bed, I immediately bared my teeth and jumped up.

Why do your legs hurt more when you sit?

"If you don't feel comfortable sitting on a hard board, you can sit on my ······"

"!!"

"You're such a little fool. Feng Jianqing commented.

There was no light in the room, and a small flame floated in the air, and the fire was not dazzling when you looked at it, but it illuminated the whole room very brightly.

He sat on the edge of the bed, one leg hanging from the edge of the bed, his hands on his knees, leisurely, and the wooden sword hanging at the end of the bed, I really don't know what he was going to do with the wooden sword. But if you don't know it's a wooden sword, he's really handsome······

I lay on the other bed.

In a few words, he asked me, and I thought indignantly about what he had just said, "Come and don't be rude, I'll ask you today, and you'll ask me tomorrow." "Well, anyway, just wait another day.

I told Tang Shu exactly to him.

"What?" I glared at him.

"No, look," Feng Jian said lazily, "he wants my life for yours, but I don't know about it.

”

"Huh?" "Yes, Tang Shu is in that wilderness, how can he pass the message to Feng Jianqing?"

"What's more, he has a portrait of you hanging in his study, and it's too late for him to fall in love with you, saying that one life for one life is nothing more than an ornament," Feng Jianqing said sarcastically, "And you actually believe it so stupidly, and you actually came here through his illusion." ”

"I ······" I said, "I don't think he has any ill intentions······"

"Didn't have any malice to lock you up?"