Wait a minute, heroine

The silver moon is in the sky, and the lights in Huangqi Town are dotted. Even though it has fallen into the night, people can still be seen walking around in the old streets.

Hooves, hoofs, hoofs~

The big black horse entered from the entrance of the town, and the hungry bird flew out by himself and found an inn and restaurant that was still open.

Fan Qinghe hugged the man and rode the horse, basically thinking wildly along the way. When he saw that he had arrived, he got off the horse, straightened his messy skirt, and looked around the town:

"It's late at night, why are there so many people?"

Ye Jingtang was hugged all the way, and he could not say that his heart was calm, so he led the horse and walked in front. explained:

"Jiangzhou sects are all concentrated in the Xiaoshan County area, and most of them are boat gangs and weapon makers. At the end of the year, they have to clear their accounts and order goods for the coming year. Huangqi Town is the gateway to Xiaoshan County, so people are naturally indispensable."

Fan Qinghe's Dongming Department is engaged in the medicine business. He doesn't know much about the weapons business, but he doesn't know anything about it. He said doubtfully:

"Ordinary Jianghu sects, and they can't get into the position of imperial merchants. If they just make weapons, the business shouldn't be so big, right?"

Ye Jingtang smiled and said: "It is natural that the business of Jianghu people alone cannot be so big. But in the Wei Dynasty, scholars were required to wear a sword when they went out. There were scholars all over Jiangzhou, and each one was worth a lot.

"When warriors use weapons, they pay attention to careful maintenance and use them for more than ten years; but young scholars do not. Most of the time they use them as decorations to support the scene. They just want to look good and match the clothes. It is not unusual to change them every three days. Xiaoshan County's Most of the profits of the sect come from these scapegoats. An ordinary iron sword can produce scabbards in seven colors: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple..."

After hearing this, Fan Qinghe finally understood the meaning, thought about it and commented:

"Isn't this just like the Fan family shop? A piece of cloth as big as a palm can be sold for tens or even hundreds of taels of silver by just cutting it a few times and dyeing it in a few different colors. But there are still scammers..."

When Fan Qinghe said this, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and said: "I didn't tell you, it was a witch who dragged me to a place like that to buy things. If you weren't trying to compensate for my clothes, you wouldn't think so. Taking advantage of someone..."

Why can't I?

When Ye Jingtang heard this comparison, he suddenly realized that he should not ridicule those unjust scholars who pursue fashion and elegance. Everyone has their own preferences, so he laughed and said:

"Actually, it's not like being taken advantage of. Money has to be spent to earn money. It's hard to buy something that's sweet to you, but as long as Miss Fan likes it, it won't be a loss."

Fan Qinghe really liked those exquisitely made little clothes, but after being frightened by the night hall and seeing his grandma shrouded in clouds and mist, he felt a little afraid to face it. Today, he just chose some embarrassing styles for Sanniang and the others. She I was very conservative and bought something that wasn’t very revealing.

Fan Qinghe couldn't talk to Ye Jingtang about this, let alone whether he liked it or not, so he changed the subject and said:

"You still have to use your money wisely. Your family is full of warriors, and their moral skills are not low. Even if you don't fight and kill, just medicinal baths, weapons, martial arts secrets, etc. are not a small sum..."

After chatting with each other for a few words, they came outside the inn and Ye Jingtang led the horses to the stables.

Fan Qinghe stepped onto the steps and asked:

"Man, let's open two rooms. Is there any food?"

The waiter got up from the small stool at the door and was about to say hello. He was startled when he heard these words. He looked at the man and woman who were alone, sharing a horse, and came to stay at the inn late at night. He thought for a while and said:

"Girl, I'll tell you the truth. There have been a lot of people coming to town recently, and all the inns are almost full. Why don't you two squeeze in?"

Squeeze?

Fan Qinghe felt that these words were outrageous. He had traveled around the world all year round, but he was not shy at all. He said directly:

"How can I, a woman, squeeze in with a man? Go get a room quickly, he won't secretly reward you."

The waiter in the shop was a real person. He put a towel on his shoulders and said with a smile:

"I can't say for sure. I think this young master seems to be a cheerful person..."

Ye Jingtang put down his horse. Seeing this scene, he was a little amused. He came to him and said:

"Go in, the waiter is just joking, don't take it seriously."

Fan Qinghe felt that the waiter in the shop was really good at judging people, but it was obviously not easy to tell Ye Jingtang, so he just caught the monkey and the bird and followed him up the stairs...

——

On the other side, Jiangzhou City.

When Ye Jingtang left, he had already sent someone back to say hello.

Shui'er was relieved that she didn't have to hunt down the big villain at night, and ran back to the Duke's Mansion to visit her good apprentice and the Queen Mother.

When Luo Ning stayed in the Chen family mansion, she couldn't play with Sanniang grinding the mirror. Being away from home all the time would inevitably make her husband dissatisfied. For this reason, she got up and returned to Jiangzhou Pier.

It was already dark, and there were fewer and fewer people walking on the pier.

Luo Ning, dressed in green clothes and a curtain hat, looked like a cold heroine traveling alone in the world. After entering the inn, she went directly to the second floor.

Because she was thinking about how to subdue the fox demon, Luo Ning didn't pay attention to anything else, but when she was about to walk to the door, she heard something coming from inside:

"Master, do I look good in my clothes?"

"It's beautiful. The landlady has good taste..."

"Hehe~ I'm obviously in good shape..."

"snort……"

…

The words of "teacher's kindness and disciple's filial piety" came to her ears, Luo Ning's eyes showed a smile, she walked slowly to the door, opened the door and took a look.

The room was lit with candlesticks, and the cold beauty in white clothes was sitting cross-legged on the bed with her back straight, looking like she was practicing kung fu.

Xiao Yunli only wore lotus-colored thin trousers, revealing her slender waist, and her upper body was covered with a novel style of bellyband. The light blue bellyband hung around her neck in the upper part, and ended abruptly at the edge of the southern hemisphere at the bottom, covering it just right. The soft mass that is still developing, the snow-white shoulders, back and waist and navel can all be seen...

? !

When Luo Ning saw this style of bellyband, she was naturally very familiar with it - the first time she bought it at Fan's shop, it was this style. The only difference was that hers was made of semi-transparent gauze, and the little ones could be seen through the fabric. Watermelon; Yunli is an opaque style with little mandarin ducks embroidered on the surface.

Luo Ning would only wear this style of clothes when she was raped by a thief. She was naturally shocked when she saw this and quickly pushed the door open.

Squeak~

"ah!"

Yunli, who was looking in the mirror, was so startled when he heard the sound of opening the door that he hugged his chest. When he turned around and saw that it was the master's wife, he breathed a sigh of relief and turned around in a circle:

"Master Wife, how are you? Does it look good..."

The light blue mandarin duck bellyband glows brightly under the candlelight, giving it a sense of brilliance. It does not look evil and charming, but rather reveals a bit of purity and agility.

But Luo Ning had preconceived ideas and always felt that Yunli's bellyband was inappropriate. She closed the door and walked up to ask:

"Who bought this for you?"

Xiao Yunli didn't know that this was the same style as the master's wife's shirt, so she responded sincerely:

"Hee~ Cousin Jing bought it for me."

? !

Luo Ning originally wanted to pretend, but when she heard these words, she couldn't hold back any longer. She raised her hand and turned Yunli around:

"Night Terror Hall?! He bought you some clothes?"

Zhe Yunli blinked, feeling that the mistress must have misunderstood, and quickly explained:

"No, Aunt Fan went shopping today and was picking out clothes. Master and I met her and picked out a few items for me. My cousin paid me the money. Well, this is for my wife."

Zhe Yunli said, taking out a beautifully crafted purse from the small package and handing it to Luo Ning.

Although Luo Ning had never seen such packaging, she didn't need to think about it to know that there was something inside that made her blush. She took the purse and put it aside:

"How old are you? Are you ashamed to ask your cousin to spend money to buy these?"

"Oh, I wanted to buy it myself, and Cousin Jing paid the money directly..."

"Okay, go to bed."

Zhe Yunli knew that his master and his wife were going to bed, so he didn't bother him at the moment. He put on his skirt and went out with the small package:

"I went back to the escort agency. I also bought something nice for Ping'er. She will definitely like it."

Luo Ning didn't know what to say. After Yunli left, she showed a slightly serious face and looked at Bai Jin who was not doing anything:

"What's wrong with you? How can you ask Night Terror Hall to help you buy these things when you go out with your apprentice?"

Xue Baijin remained motionless and said calmly: "He likes it, and Yun Li also likes it. Can I stop him? Do you usually wear these when you are with him?"

"..."

Luo Ning's red lips moved slightly, but she was too embarrassed to admit it and sat down next to her:

"How come, Sanniang likes to wear these, you... hmm?"

Luo Ning was about to change the topic when she suddenly discovered that there was a purse placed next to the mace on the dressing table, which was exactly the same as the one given to her just now.

There was something strange in Luo Ning's eyes, and she raised her hand to take it:

"Did you also buy this kind of thing?"

After Xue Baijin was stuffed into Yunli's hand, he didn't even look at it and answered frankly:

"Ye Jingtang gave it to me when he was shopping for clothes with the girl."

"He gave it to you?"

Luo Ning was just stabbed in the back by his ex-girlfriend, and when he found out that his not-yet-divorced ex said this, his eyes naturally showed complexity and suspicion.

Xue Baijin and Luo Ningqing have been sisters for so many years. How could they not guess the meaning of her eyes and turn around:

"What are you thinking about?"

Luo Ning felt that Bai Jin's straightforward temperament would not steal a man behind her back, let alone fall so quickly. After thinking about it for a while, she could not help but be shocked by the courage of the little thief. After thinking for a while he asked:

"You didn't hit him, did you?"

Xue Baijin closed her eyes and did not answer this boring question.

Luo Ning saw that Ye Jingtang could still go out to do errands, so she thought that she had not been beaten, and the beating was definitely not serious.

Out of curiosity, she opened her purse again and took out the fabric inside to examine it.

The fabric is as thin as cicada wings and as light as clouds. Although the purse is not big, it can hold quite a lot of things.

First of all, it was a gauze gown, as hazy as white mist. The collars on both sides could not be closed, and the sleeves were too wide. Wearing it must have exposed your breasts and could not protect you from the cold. It could be said to be just a decoration.

There is also a matching white bellyband inside. Although it is not transparent, the lower part is not tight at all. It can be regarded as carrying the chest. According to the size of the white brocade, you can probably see the looming southern hemisphere from the front...

Xue Baijin sat cross-legged on the bed, his aura was very cold, but his eyes opened slightly, and he looked at Ning'er who was appreciating Xiaoyi:

"As the world goes down, things with such unclear meanings can actually be sold openly in shops."

Luo Ning knew that these things were not serious, but they were indeed pretty. She hesitated for a moment and looked at Bai Jin, who was in great shape:

"I bought everything, why don't you try it?"

?

As an invincible female martial arts saint, how could Xue Baijin wear such a coquettish item? She responded:

"You can wear it if you like."

Luo Ning wore it for Ye Jingtang to see. It was nothing, but the clothes were cut according to her body shape. She was slim and slender, and she was not the same type as Bai Jin, the Queen and other gourd spirits. It would definitely not be suitable to wear it. She immediately put it on Fold your clothes carefully:

"How could I wear these things... It's just that these clothes are expensive. I bought them all, so I can't throw them away. You can keep them for now. When you have a sweetheart that day, you can wear them to your lover."

Xue Baijin was too talented in martial arts. The only men in this world that she could treat as her equals were old men before, so she had no choice. Now there is a young man who is similar to him, but Ning'er has obviously been beaten to it.

Seeing Ning'er suddenly talking about marriage, Xue Baijin closed his eyes and said:

"I will live to be at least a hundred and twenty years old. I have practiced evergreen painting. I will still be young after I am a hundred years old. It is not too late to consider marriage when I am sixty years old. This dress will not last three to five years, and it will be useless if I keep it."

Luo Ning knows that evergreen pictures can keep people young forever. She is as pink as Yunli until now. Bai Jin is the same as her. There is really no need to worry, but it is still too long after sixty. She advised:

"Don't just think about practicing martial arts. If you meet a man you like, you should still think about it..."

"You should worry more about Yunli."

"..."

When Luo Ning heard this, her eyes were filled with confusion. She sighed secretly and leaned her head on the pillow...

——

Before dawn, the inn was completely quiet, with only the waiter's snoring in the lobby.

In the wing room on the second floor, Ye Jingtang leaned on the pillow and slept with his clothes undressed. He fell into a dream without knowing it. As time passed, his body gradually became a little hot again.

Ye Jingtang has been practicing martial arts since childhood, and the habit of practicing martial arts every day has been engraved in his bones, even in his sleep.

Now that his body has been tempered to the point of being as solid as a rock, and with the blessings of Tianlang Pearl and Minglong Diagram, boxing training has long lost its practical meaning. Even if he did not deliberately change it, the number of martial arts training gradually changed from the outside to the inside, and he began to polish it. That breath in the chest and abdomen.

Martial arts is like most knowledge in the world. The taller a person stands, the more humble he is. After all, people at the bottom of the mountain can only see the top of the mountain, but people at the top of the mountain can see the entire world and feel how small they are in the world.

Since Ye Jingtang left Honghe Town, it has encountered many setbacks, but without exception, it has been overcome by force.

As he defeated several Wu Kui, his position in the Wei Dynasty was getting higher and higher, and he was getting closer and closer to the four words "No. 1 in the world". He even felt that the world was just like this, and the ceiling was just tiptoeing. The distance that can be reached.

But ever since the mysterious sword was used in the west port, he found that the world behind his eyes had suddenly changed.

It was as if a sword suddenly penetrated the ceiling, a hole appeared, and he saw the real sky behind it.

Although they are visible to the naked eye, they are separated by a despairing distance. Even just looking up can erase the arrogance that a peak martial artist has honed for a lifetime.

Ordinary people look up at the sun, moon and stars, and after sighing that they are out of reach, they will give up the idea of ​​trying to compete with God and live an honest life.

But like all the top martial artists in the world, he found that he had a long ladder to the sky that he could climb up.

And this ladder is the inexplicable but inevitable ‘qi’ between the chest and abdomen.

Ye Jingtang doesn't know how far this road is. There is no one in the world who can teach him, and he doesn't know how to take this road.

For this reason, whenever he had some free time, he began to secretly wonder how he could make the breath in his chest and abdomen stronger; it was as if he had carved out a clearing between his lungs and planted seedlings of towering trees. He tried carefully and used All possible ways to let this tree grow safely.

It is difficult to grasp that feeling when I am thinking hard on weekdays, but when I fall asleep, I am so sleepwalking that my body unconsciously follows the feeling, but I feel like a fish in water.

Huhu~

The curtains moved without any wind.

Ye Jingtang closed his eyes and slept soundly, just like a piece of hot iron in the room, making the whole room a little dry. When his mind was wandering, a slight movement suddenly came from the next door:

rustle~

Step, step, step...

The friction of clothes and the slight sound of cautious footsteps.

Ye Jingtang opened his eyes, and then his thoughts came to his senses. He first looked at the still fluttering curtain, and then turned to look at the wall.

Next door is Fan Qinghe's room. I just arrived at the inn and asked the shopkeeper to cook two bowls of scallion and egg noodles. After the two of them ate, they went back to their rooms to rest. There was no movement after that, and he fell asleep at some point.

Seeing the sneaky movement coming from the next door, Ye Jingtang was inevitably alert in his heart. He hesitated for a moment and said:

"Miss Van?"

"Yeah~!"

Ding ding dong dong~

First there was a scream, then there was the sound of tables and chairs being knocked over, the sound of bottles and cans falling to the ground, and then there was the sound of people gasping:

"hiss……"

Ye Jingtang felt that something was wrong, so he immediately flew up in mid-air, grabbed the Chilong Saber, jumped out of the window, and crashed into the next window, arriving in the house almost instantly...

——

A little earlier.

It was a long night, and there was no sound in the inn. Only in the alleys far away, you could faintly hear the pipa music of the little girl Goulan:

"The red sleeves gently sway the flower stamens, the pale moonlight and the sparse lamps illuminate thousands of sorrows ~ Who conveys the love to Nong, blows the jade flute late at night..."

Fan Qinghe was lying on the pillow in his clothes. He had already slept for a while, but he woke up again. He listened to the Jiangzhou tune. He always felt that the tune was not serious, but it unexpectedly fit the artistic conception.

When she came out at noon, Fan Qinghe was still frightened, fearing that the hall would take her shopping and buy her clothes, and then start seeing each other in the evening.

Even though Ye Jingtang explained clearly that it was a misunderstanding, she was still a little worried. When she arrived at the inn, she closed the door and held a few needles, ready to restrain Ye Jingtang when he came in.

The result was good. After waiting for a long time, Ye Jingtang actually fell asleep and had no intention of coming to check on the ward. The only abnormal movement that could be heard was the naughty bird flying to the entrance of the mouse hole in the alley opposite. Scare the Shushu family.

Fan Qinghe fell asleep at some point, and when he woke up from his dream in the middle of the night, he found that there was still no movement in the Night Jing Hall, and he realized that the Night Jing Hall was indeed useless. It might have been a misunderstanding the previous few times.

After thinking about this, Fan Qinghe felt a lot more comfortable. After all, in her mind, the perfect Ye Jingtang should be like this. From now on, she could stay in peace and contentment without having to worry about being touched and kissed all day long.

But don't worry about Night Terror Hall entering the house. These days suddenly seem boring again.

Fan Qinghe knew that there was something wrong with his reaction, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was reasonable - women are afraid of being missed by men, and even more afraid of not being missed by men. This is human nature, and she is also a woman, so she will have this kind of reaction. Weird thoughts are not normal.

In order to dispel the distracting thoughts in his mind, Fan Qinghe stood up and came to the table, took out the medicine bottle and silver needle from his wallet, and began to concentrate on making a secret weapon shooting time, so that he could be prepared when doing things.

Fan Qinghe inserted the silver needle into the vial. When the silver needle slowly turned black, he inserted it into the outer layer of the wallet. He had just made seven or eight silver needles and suddenly looked at the purse placed next to the wallet. .

The purse is a new piece of clothing that I just bought today. Fan Qinghe actually thinks it looks good, but has not tried it on.

Women are always curious and fond of beauty. Buying new clothes without trying them on is no different from buying a new version of The Night Terror and not looking at it. You will definitely feel itchy in your heart.

Fan Qinghe listened carefully and saw that the neighbor was breathing evenly and there was no movement, so he quietly stood up, opened his purse, and took out the clothes from inside.

Although the clothing in Fan's shop uses a small amount of material, the cost is indeed not low. It uses Feiyun yarn, which is exclusively developed. The large piece of light yarn is as big as a tabletop. When folded, it can be held firmly in the palm of your hand. When unfolded, there are no creases and almost no folds. There is no weight, and the main point is that it looks the same when worn or not.

Fan Qinghe took out the clothes from her purse, which turned out to be a complete set of clothes made up of two pieces of clothing. She put the clothes on lightly as she saw in the cloth shop today, and then stood in front of the bronze mirror to look at it.

The upper body of the clothes is very cool, with only a red bellyband covering Tuan'er, and a thoughtful oval opening in the middle, so that the scenery between the two Tuan'er can be clearly seen.

Her fair waist and abdomen were fully exposed as always, with her belly button and waistcoat line visible, and further down, a red skirt.

The red skirt is a diagonal skirt, with the hem on the right side reaching to the ankle, and the left side with a diagonally high slit, all the way to the waist. The front and back skirts cannot even be closed at the hip, but are connected with gold rings. It is beautiful. But as long as you move around a little bit, you can basically get a clear view from the front and back.

Fan Qinghe stood in front of the bronze mirror with her head high and her chest high. She thought it would be perfect if she added a matching pair of bow pants underneath, but she was really too embarrassed to buy that kind of thing today.

It was chilly under the skirt, and Fan Qinghe didn't dare to move. He tried it on and tried on the white thin pants. He found that they were neither fishy nor fishy, ​​so he took them off again. He even took off his mismatched embroidered shoes and put them on himself instead. ’s red veil, looking at it again:

Hmm...it's so beautiful that I don't want it...

Fan Qinghe looked at the exotic beauty in the mirror, maybe because he was interested, he moved slightly and walked around the room to admire it carefully, fearing that the night terror hall next door would hear it, so he moved very cautiously.

But unfortunately, she still underestimated the current listening experience of Night Terror Hall.

When Fan Qinghe was enjoying himself alone, he suddenly heard a man's voice coming from next door:

"Miss Van?"

The two rooms are adjacent to each other. The bed in the Night Terror Hall is right next to the wall. The wooden wall between them is only about ten feet away. It is not an exaggeration to say that the sound came from beside them.

Fan Qinghe was caught off guard and exclaimed. He hurriedly held his chest and tried to get on the bed. As a result, he accidentally bumped into the table and chair next to him. The bottles and jars on the table were knocked over and fell to the ground. .

The medicines that Fan Qinghe carried with him were all expensive, so he reacted very quickly when he saw this. He used his feet to pick up the fallen medicine bottles to prevent them from breaking.

But she was distracted when getting the poison needle and left the bottle uncovered. With this hook, a few drops of the black liquid spilled out and landed on the instep, and she quickly pulled her foot away. It was also a moment of delay...

Wow——

The window of the inn was directly knocked open, and a figure flew in as fast as thunder. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle. He quickly scanned the room and then focused on her again.

! !

Fan Qinghe was shocked, and watched the Night Jingtang's portable saber fall in front of him. He didn't even have time to panic on his face, and directly showed the embarrassment of being ashamed. He quickly squatted down and hugged his knees:

"You, you, you...you are not allowed to look!"

The moment Ye Jingtang jumped into the window, he already saw the proud-looking Vatican girl, wearing a new style of clothes that she had never seen before, standing in the room.

The long legs are second, but the most astonishing thing is the chest wrapped in red fabric, with a deliberately low collar in the middle, and the bottom is bottomless...

Ye Jingtang's eyes, which were originally as calm as dead water, instantly turned into astonishment, and he hurriedly turned around and closed the window:

"Then what...what's wrong with you?"

Fan Qinghe hugged his knees and covered the gap between his calves with his hands, not daring to move. He was about to urge Ye Jingtang to leave when he saw the liquid on his feet and wanted to wipe it off with the hem of his skirt.

But the clothes on her body seemed to have too little fabric to be of practical use, and the price was not low. If it was stained with poison, it would be completely ruined, so she looked around for it.

Although Ye Jingtang's back was turned, he could still hear Fan Qinghe's hesitant action of pinching the hem of her skirt. He turned around and saw the porcelain bottle on the ground and the spilled medicine. He was slightly startled. He quickly pulled off a piece of his sleeve and squatted down to hold it. Hold your ankles and wipe the liquid on your toes:

"What is this?"

Fan Qinghe was originally squatting, but when she was pulled by her right foot, she naturally sat down on the ground. She supported the ground with her left hand, covered her chest with her right hand, twitched her legs, and said with a red face:

"I'm fine. I have the antidote, and I've also practiced bathing in fire. If I can't poison myself, I can do it myself..."

Ye Jingtang wiped off the liquid on his feet and found red marks on the contaminated fair skin. He knew that Fan Qinghe's bathing in fire picture was too shallow and he would still suffer if he didn't deal with it in time. He quickly raised his hand to take the skin from the table. folder:

"Which antidote is it?"

Fan Qinghe covered his chest with one hand, took out a small green bottle from his wallet, and opened it with one finger to apply medicine.

Ye Jingtang saw that this action was too awkward, so he stood up and took the skirt from the side, unfolded it directly on Fan Qinghe, only exposing his calves, then squatted down to take the medicine bottle, poured the cooling liquid on the instep, and gently used his fingers to smear.

Fan Qinghe covered her skirt, and the embarrassment in her eyes immediately dissipated. She grabbed the skirt to cover her body. After thinking about it, she became a little annoyed and said:

"Why did you run into my house again? I'm fine..."

Ye Jingtang carefully applied the medicine and explained:

"I just heard something strange in the house. I asked about it. You screamed again and gasped. You were afraid of an accident so you rushed over... Just say something to try on clothes. Why are you so panicked?"

"..."

Fan Qinghe thought about it carefully at this time, and it seemed that it was really her overreaction, and his face turned red and he said:

"It's almost dawn. I'm changing clothes in the house. You're sleeping well. Suddenly you speak. Can I not be frightened? You...can't you hear it?"

"I just woke up, I don't even know what time it is, and I didn't think about it..."

As Ye Jingtang spoke, he lowered his head and blew on his red and white toes:

"Huh~"

?

Fan Qinghe shrank his body when a numbing sensation came, and twisted his bare feet slightly:

"It's not a burn. Why are you blowing? You...sigh..."

Although she felt very embarrassed, seeing Ye Jingtang's serious attitude towards helping, she could no longer blame him, so she just bit her lower lip and let him toss her around.

Ye Jingtang applied the medicine evenly and watched the red marks slowly dissipate. Then he breathed a sigh of relief. He raised his eyes to see if there were any splashes on other places on his legs when he found...

Fan Qinghe sat on the ground with one hand, raised his right leg and handed it to Ye Jingtang, and grabbed the skirt with his right hand to protect his chest. He could not see anything strange from his own perspective.

But Ye Jingtang was squatting in front, with his legs raised, and his skirt must have made a hole.

The diagonal skirt does not cover up the shame at all. All the way up the legs, you can see the bulging snow hills, hiding a line of pink...

Ye Jingtang's eyes visibly paused, and he quickly turned away, then moved back by accident, and then forced his way away again.

Fan Qinghe silently paid attention to Ye Jingtang's concerned look, and found those handsome eyes. He suddenly froze for a moment, and then began to flicker back and forth. He looked down, and then suddenly reacted, pulling his legs back and hugging his knees. :

"you……"

Maybe it was because I had suffered too much during this period, and it was difficult to say harsh things about the night terrors. In embarrassment and shame, I just squeezed my red lips, eyes sparkling, and held back tears.

Ye Jingtang was a little embarrassed. Seeing that Miss Fan was so excited that she was speechless, she quickly raised her hand:

"Don't cry, don't cry..."

"Woo..."

Maybe it was because I was too ashamed and wronged. Once the tears came out, I couldn't hold them back at all.

Fan Qinghe buried his flushed cheeks into his knees, his white shoulders twitched slightly, and choked:

"I...did I provoke you?...Ugh...how many times has this happened..."

The Night Terror Hall had never seen a girl cry before, so he was a little panicked at this time. He moved forward and wanted to caress her back, but when he touched it, it was all flesh, and he retracted as if he was electrocuted:

"It was me who was abrupt, it was indeed careless..."

"So what if I'm not careful?"

Fan Qinghe raised his red cheeks and said: "My innocent girl, you have been careless over and over again...are you making me think that I am unlucky?"

"how come……"

"Then what do you think we should do?"

"I……"

Ye Jingtang opened his mouth, feeling that if he didn't act more masculine, he would be irresponsible. After a little consideration, he tentatively moved closer.

? !

When Fan Qinghe saw Ye Jingtang's cheek approaching, his pear-shaped expression was stunned, he suddenly sobered up a little and shrank back:

"What are you doing? I am you...you..."

Ye Jingtang paused and took advantage of the situation to help smooth the hair around his ears:

"Help Aunt Fan tidy up her hair...what should I do if you tell me? It's my fault, and I will accept whatever you say."

"..."

Fan Qinghe sobbed twice, breathing a little hurriedly, and wanted to say something, but she wouldn't let Ye Jingtang take responsibility, and it was difficult to clean up Ye Jingtang, so what else could she say?

After pursing his red lips a few times, Fan Qinghe gritted his teeth and stood up, pushing Ye Jingtang, who stood up at the same time, towards the door:

"If you go back and sleep well, if you run into the house recklessly again, do you believe I'll bewitch you?"

Ye Jingtang raised his hand slightly: "Understood, I will definitely not break into the house unless I have to. Don't cry, I will go back to the house right now."

Fan Qinghe bit his lower lip and said nothing. After pushing Ye Jingtang out the door, he quickly closed the door and leaned against the door to clear his thoughts.

As a result, I lowered my head and saw the shameless appearance again. Feeling ashamed, I quickly ran back to the bed and covered myself tightly with the quilt.

Ye Jingtang stood at the door. He didn't want to talk nonsense anymore. He listened attentively. After making sure that Fan Qinghe couldn't think about it, he rubbed his face and returned to his room...

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It originally had 9,000 words, but 800 nonsense words were deleted.

I just got up at night, it must be gone, I'll try my best to update or2 as early as possible tomorrow.