Fifty-sixth bowl of soup (five)

"Don't worry, I will never agree to him." Seeing his wife's angry look, Han Qingyan couldn't help but smile. He did have hatred in his heart, but he knew that once he could not suppress the hatred, he would lose something more important.

He can still tell which one is more important. Maybe it will be painful to endure it, but he is willing to do so by the sweet results he gets for it.

Seeing that he agreed to him, Tan Youling nodded, but he had no affection for the man in blue in his heart, and was even bored when he thought about it. She asked Han Qingyan: "Can't we get rid of him?"

Han Qingyan looked at her apologetically: "I'm afraid not."

"Why?"

"Because no matter how we hide, we will meet what we should not meet in the end." Han Qingyan now understood why the cunning smile on the other party's fat face was when he agreed to the boy's condition.

Give up hatred is not something that is said on your lips, but something that requires real action, and even if the enemy is swaying around every day. Han Qingyan has no doubt that even if they dumped those people today, they will have another "campaign encounter" tomorrow.

Tan Youling had nothing to say. The child looked innocent and cute, so he didn't seem so bad-hearted.

The two hugged each other and slept all night. During the period, nothing happened. On the second day, they also set out as usual. Although the group of people followed, they had no intention of disturbing them.

Because I spent the night in the wild yesterday, as soon as I passed a town, Han Qingyan took Tan Youling into the city and found a clean inn to rest. Anyway, it was almost afternoon, and I happened to live here until tomorrow dawn.

Tan Youling took a shower first. She loved to clean her body very much. If she didn't take a shower, she felt that her body was covered in dust. As a result, Han Qingyan had to come in and wash together on the grounds of saving time. In the end, the time was not saved much, and the weather was dark. She was a little unhappy. She originally thought she would go out for a walk, but now she was better. Every day, besides being in the carriage and in the inn, can she have some other pursuits?

Han Qingyan knew that he had taken advantage of it and repeatedly compensated him. Fortunately, his little wife was not a girl who was unreasonable. She was coaxed to laugh after a few words. Han Qingyan also laughed, took her little hand, and asked her if she could walk.

When Tan Youling heard this, he said unhappily: "If you can't walk, will you carry me?"

"Born." Han Qingyan said naturally. "I can't walk you, so I will naturally ask me to carry you." He said that, bent down and pointed to his back, "Do you want to come up?"

She just said that she didn't have the courage to go up. Although it was getting late, there were still many pedestrians on the streets outside, and it would be so ugly that it would be seen by others. So she just lay on his back and said with a smile: "Carry me to the entrance of the inn."

Han Qingyan didn't care whether it was embarrassing or not. What does it have to do with his wife? But this made him feel so good that the smile on the corner of his mouth had not faded. As soon as he left the room, he met the group of young knights who were playing in the same inn with them. Han Qingyan didn't care about them at all, and Tan Youling didn't care. Instead, these knights were shocked when they saw that the peerless master who always kept people away from others and was indifferent to them in public. He was so happy that he was shocked.

This, how can a man do such an unruly and unruly thing? Even their children in the world have never been so unrestrained!

Only a girl showed envy, and Han Qingyan's eyes were not right. Which woman could resist such a man who looked cold and ruthless but was extremely gentle to her women? Who doesn't want such a man, who is strong and majestic, and is only gentle to herself?

But she didn't dare to say this anyway. She watched Han Qingyan go out with Tan Youling on his back. Several people discussed and followed. They were not afraid of anything else, but they were afraid that Han Qingyan would suddenly leave. With the other party's skills, how could they catch up?

It was not the first time Tan Youling visited the market, but it was a long time ago since she was with her husband last time. She held Han Qingyan's arm and looked at all interesting things around her curiously. When she saw an old lady selling sugar cakes, she also bought one. Although she was covered with a veil, her eyebrows were as gentle as water, and her words were sweet and polite, she couldn't help but love them and confiscated the few pennies.

After thanking her, Tan Youling sat on the stall holding the candy cake and sipped it. The old lady had a very good craftsmanship, and she felt very satisfied when she tasted delicious. Han Qingyan watched her eat, and occasionally reached out to wipe the candy residue from the corner of her mouth, and then stuffed the rest of her into her stomach. When she left, she secretly threw a silver in the jar where the old lady collected money.

Neither of the couple cared about the group of people who followed not far away, and regarded them as flies. They could not be slapped to death. The other party was determined to follow them. God was destined to let them meet again, so he had to ignore them.

Tan Youling saw this and that one, and she wanted to eat it along the way. In short, she only bought a little of each type, tasted a few bites by herself, and gave it to Han Qingyan the rest. She walked all the way to a stone bridge and was almost full.

There are many lanterns in the river under the stone bridge, and there are many people on the bridge. There is an old man selling masks at the bridge. Tan Youling likes a facial makeup and tangles Han Qingyan to buy it for himself.

She wanted to buy something, but he didn't agree.

After buying the mask, she wanted to untie the veil. Han Qingyan had no choice but to be busy around her and no one paid attention to it. So she helped her untie the veil behind her head, took the mask mask and studied it for a few seconds, and put it on Tan Youling.

Now, except for the shiny water eyes, Han Qingyan could not see anything.

None of them saw them, and the stunning eyes of the people not far away.

I saw that the couple never left their faces with their masks and veils before, and I thought they had some hidden illness. Although their eyebrows and eyes were extremely beautiful, no one was afraid of showing their faces? It was because of this that several women were superior to Tan Youling. They were all from famous families and were all very beautiful. Although Tan Youling was favored by her husband, she was as beautiful as if she was not salty, so what could she be proud of?

It was in those few seconds that Han Qingyan took the veil for Tan Youling, and they realized that there were really beautiful women like fairies in this world, which made people look dirty.

Tan Youling didn't know what they were thinking. She made a strange sound unexpectedly, and her hands were clawed and suddenly scared Han Qingyan. How could Han Qingyan be scared by her? But he was dull for a moment and immediately looked scared. He pretended to pat his chest, pretending to be unhappy: "Ling'er, you're scared for your husband."

Tan Youling smiled and hugged his arm and asked, "Is it scary?"

In fact, the mask was made very rough, so scary, but Han Qingyan still nodded with face: "At first glance, it's really scary."

"Okay, I'll wear it and don't take it down." Tan Youling said proudly. "Let's see how you bully me tonight."

Upon hearing this, Han Qingyan wanted to tell her that this idea was naive. But then she thought about it and might have some fun, but she didn't say anything, only the smile on the corner of her mouth seemed particularly meaningful.

After walking around the river bank for another time, Tan Youling became tired. Her little feet were extremely tender. After walking for so long, she was fun and excited at first, so she didn't feel it. Now she felt tired after having enough fun, so she pretended to be stubborn and refused to leave. She clamored to take a rest, but was picked up by Han Qingyan. She struggled a few times and buried her face in Han Qingyan's chest, not daring to show it anymore.

In this way, facing various ambiguous disdain and other strange eyes, they returned to the inn. As soon as they entered the room, Tan Youling was thrown to the bed. Her face was hot and she was so angry, but she still had to try to keep a smile. "Husband, you—"

Before she finished speaking, her husband pressed over, skillfully unbuttoned her belt, and met with each other honestly for a moment. Tan Youling was stunned. She couldn't see her expression while wearing a mask. Only her two shiny eyes were wide open, and her black and bright eyes looked like two gems, cute and beautiful.

Soon she knew why. Didn’t she say she wouldn’t take off her mask before? She wanted to threaten Han Qingyan, but she didn’t expect that she didn’t care at all and could still make her cry!

This time, Tan Youling was really angry. After a happy relationship, she was so angry that she wrapped herself around her for the rest of her life and refused to take off the mask on her face.

What did Han Qingyan think at the beginning? His little wife was so delicate and beautiful. He felt distressed when he saw her face and couldn't stop pity. But, men always had many ideas when they were in bed. On weekdays, she would cry if she was a little tired. This time, she said she would not take off the mask. Han Qingyan thought, if he couldn't see her face, he could satisfy his wish one by one, right?

The result was that he succeeded, but he completely annoyed his little wife. However, Han Qingyan was satisfied and hugged her and coaxed her in a angrily voice. She didn't get angry when she was beaten. Anyway, everything was his fault.

He just keeps his own aftertaste.

Tan Youling cried for a while and felt it was meaningless. During this period, Han Qingyan wanted to take off the mask and wipe her face, but she violently solved it. For this reason, Han Qingyan had a few small tooth marks on his hand, and there was no blood in the shallow one. He didn't know it yet. She felt sorry for him and couldn't bear to hurt him.

He relied on knowing this to bully him, otherwise how could he be willing to let him go?

The two of them struggled in the bed for a while, but in the end, Tan Youling, who could not do martial arts, could only struggle randomly. Han Qingyan finally took off her mask, her face was red, tears were still spinning in her eyes, and her hair was messy, but what should I do? He thought this was so cute.
Chapter completed!