"Uh......" Zhi Yao was a little speechless, remembering that when she was confessed before, her face suddenly turned red.

"This is a wreath that only tribal men will send for courtship!" Ah Ke squeezed his eyebrows and approached Zhi Yao, bumping into her arm: "Honestly, who sent this?"

"Hey, who sent it? With that, Zhi Yao walked forward quickly.

"Oh, don't be shy, come and listen!" Ah Ke hurriedly caught up, still babbling in his mouth.

Nangong Che fell behind, looked at the garland, and pouted, but it was just a broken garland, what was so strange?

It's almost withering and reluctant to throw it away, hum!

......

On the second day, as soon as Zhi Yao made another Qi Sensing Pill, she returned to the wooden house to rest for a while.

Since her last injury, she has been living in Nangong Che's wooden house, which is more convenient for her studies. And Nangong Che asked the patriarch for another wooden house next to the pharmacy and stayed there.

As soon as he returned to the cabin, he found that Ke was trying to identify a few herbs.

Zhi Yao didn't want to disturb her, so she sat on the bed by herself.

But as soon as I sat down, I realized that something was wrong: "Where's my garland?"

Zhi Yao was a little surprised to find that the wreath she had placed at the head of the bed was missing, and she turned the pillow open, but she couldn't find any trace of it.

"You said that garland?" Ah Ke raised his head when he heard this, and returned lightly: "Before, the divine doctor said that there was an herb on that wreath that was worth studying, so he took it. ”

"What?" A bad feeling came from her heart, and Zhi Yao immediately got up and ran towards Nangong Che's wooden house.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Nangong Che bowing his head slightly, studying herbs.

At this time, his face was no longer immodest in the past, he was extremely focused, and the sunlight gently hit him, which actually made Zhi Yao shake his head.

"Why are you still standing there? Look at me stupidly?" Nangong Che saw her looking at herself stupidly, raised her eyebrows slightly, and teased: "Could it be that you have fallen in love with my peerless face?"

......

Sure enough, what was just now was all an illusion.

"Shameless!" Zhi Yao rolled her eyes and walked in and sat down.

"Where's my garland?" Zhi Yao stretched out her hand towards Nangong Che.

"Hey, what's going on in here?" Nangong Che pointed to the pile of residue in front of him.

"What?" Zhi Yao looked at the pile of medicinal slag in front of her, wanting to cry without tears.

What a gift of your own love!

"It's just a broken garland. Nangong Che glanced at Zhi Yao dissatisfied.

"Hmph!" Zhi Yao snorted coldly at him, pulled out her legs and ran away, if she stayed any longer, she was afraid that she would not be able to help but do it.

When the time comes, what if he doesn't take himself back?

Nangong Che suddenly hooked the corners of his mouth, remembering the wreath that he had already thrown into the Spirit Devouring River.

......

A few days later, Zhi Yao was in the pharmacy, researching healing pills.

"Oh, here you go. Nangong Che's voice came, and then something was put on his head.

Zhi Yao took it off and saw that it was a wreath, with several colors of small flowers intertwined together, with green vines, which was very beautiful.

Zhi Yao raised her head and stared at Nangong Che with some surprise.

"I picked the medicine by chance today, so I picked it easily!" Nangong Che shook his hand freely and said with a nonchalant expression.

He wouldn't admit that he went to the most dangerous mountain for these flowers, and picked them on the edge of the cliff, otherwise the girl's tail would have to go up to the sky.

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