Qin Chuan saw this and wanted to dig out his sword from under the tree and hit Yan Xiaoer on the head.

"Made, this Guo Zhiyuan is a woman, a good mother-in-law. Are you just driving people into the fields to look at trees?"

"Elm head, really elm head!"

Qin Chuan stood under the tree, his eyes spinning in circles anxiously.

Yan Xiaoer didn't notice it, but how could Qin Chuan not see through it?

Yan Xiaoer asked Guo Zhiyuan to disband the Blackwater Gang, and Guo Zhiyuan disbanded the Blackwater Gang without saying anything.

Yan Xiaoer asked Guo Zhiyuan to guard the ginkgo tree, and Guo Zhiyuan did not refuse.

She is like an obedient little daughter-in-law, she will do whatever you ask her to do.

Why don’t you understand?

And Guo Zhiyuan, a bad guy who uses a fake name and a fake gender, still does this. Even if Yan Xiaoer treats him like this, he has no regrets.

He actually looked very happy.

Abnormal, maybe love brain.

Qin Chuan made his own judgment.

The love brain is something that normal people cannot understand.

Their brain circuits are fresh and refined, and everything can come together.

"It's hopeless, it's hopeless."

Qin Chuan shook his head. This kind of thing between men and women can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words.

Not long after, there was a group of people next to the ginkgo tree.

Carrying wood and axes, they gathered at the edge of the ginkgo tree, and then started driving the stakes with clang clang.

Everyone in Qingfeng Village transported fine stones from the mountain.

There was a clanging sound all day long, and a brand new house was built next to the ginkgo tree.

The fence surrounds the courtyard, giving it a unique pastoral scenery.

Guo Zhiyuan was busy in the kitchen, cooking vegetables and steaming white flour steamed buns.

Everyone left after eating.

Guo Zhiyuan was still looking at his new house foolishly.

"As soon as I arrived in Kushui Village, Yan Xiaoer built me ​​a new house and gave me a home.

Ah, how to repay him, how to repay him."

Guo Zhiyuan turned around and was shocked when he saw that Yan Xiaoer had not left.

"Teacher, why don't you go home?"

"I will stay here tonight to see if there is any danger."

"He is protecting me, so warm..."

In fact, this is not the case. The reason why Yan Xiaoer did not go home is because there is an old man at home who wants his Black Dragon Sword to complete his forging test every day.

The Black Dragon Sword is my treasure, and Yan Tiechui is my biological father.

As long as he doesn't go home, his biological father will not care about his things.

"Okay."

Guo Zhiyuan's face turned red.

"Teacher Yan, if nothing happens, I will go back and rest."

Guo Zhiyuan returned to the house, and Yan Xiaoer also returned to his room upon seeing this.

It's night, everything is silent.

A weak figure ran out of the master bedroom and ran to Yan Xiaoer's room.

After that, I heard an exclamation coming from Yan Xiaoer's room.

"Who are you and what are you doing? How can you eat that kind of thing?"

"Stop, stop quickly..."

After a sleepless night, Yan Xiaoer seemed to have had a very long dream.

In the dream, there was a woman named Ziyuan mingling with me. He had a delicate face and well-developed chest muscles but some laxity.

After torturing myself all night, I left when I was asleep.

"Erlang..."

Thinking of Su Yuyan in his dream, Xiaoer doesn't want to get up.

In the early morning of the second day, the rooster crows and the red sun rises.

After Yan Xiaoer got up, Guo Zhiyuan had already cooked a table of food.

It’s just that Guo Zhiyuan looks extremely inconvenient when he is moving.

"Brother Guo, what's wrong with your legs?"

Guo Zhiyuan came to his senses: "Ah, nothing happened.

I just moved to a new home last night and didn’t have a good rest. Nothing happened.”

Yan Xiaoer looked a little dumbfounded.

Because Guo Zhiyuan’s expression when he was stunned just now is similar to Miss Ziyuan last night.

Guo Zhiyuan picked up the bowl and chopsticks.

"Teacher Yan, eat it quickly. It won't taste good when it gets cold later."

Looking at the table full of food, Yan Xiaoer felt what happiness was for the first time.

"Don't be so outgoing in the future, just call me Xiaoer."

"Well, little second brother."

"Then you can call me Zhiyuan from now on, hehe."

Guo Zhiyuan tilted his head and smiled, looking at Yan Xiaoer with a smile and said.

"Huh, you weren't kept docile by me last night.

But does this guy have an elm head? Can’t you tell that Miss Ziyuan last night was my aunt?”

"Zhiyuan, what are you thinking about?"

"Ah, I didn't think about anything, eat quickly, eat quickly."

After saying this, Guo Zhiyuan already picked up the bowl and chopsticks and started eating with his face covered.

The society is dead, it’s really the society’s death.

In fact, Qin Chuan was even more troubled because he personally witnessed a live broadcast of a love action movie last night because he didn't need to rest or sleep.

The man is shy, or he doesn’t know much about this.

The woman's movements are unfamiliar, but she understands everything she needs to know. She has a relatively comprehensive grasp of knowledge points, but is unfamiliar with practice.

Since this was the first time for both of them, Qin Chuan didn’t have much to say or comment on the plot.

You can understand everything you know, and enjoy what you don’t understand.

"Young people are really energetic and tireless."

After the two of them finished eating, a brother from Qingfeng Village came to pick them up and leave.

Today, Yan Xiaoer will teach swordsmanship in Guangye City, so that everyone in the city can practice swordsmanship.

Guo Zhiyuan refused to ride to Guangye City with Yan Xiaoer on the grounds of being ill.

This trip to Guangye City, only Yan Xiaoer went there.

Under the ginkgo tree, Guo Zhiyuan took off his men's clothes, freshened up and sat cross-legged under the tree.

A plate of fruit and a pot of tea can kill him all afternoon.

"Uncle Dashu, my second brother actually calls you that.

If you marry a chicken, you will follow the chicken, if you marry a dog, you will follow the dog, then I will also call you Uncle Dashu."

"Uncle Dashu, when will that idiot like me realize that I am Miss Ziyuan?

Humph, that idiot is really a piece of wood!"

Qin Chuan's face was covered with black lines and he was speechless.

After listening to Guo Zhiyuan talking all afternoon, Qin Chuan also understood the origin of this girl.

Guo Zhiyan, the only daughter of Guo Fengxian, the thirteenth prince of Da Feng, has loved to disguise herself as a man since she was a child.
To be continued...