Luo Ling closed her eyes and faced him. Zhang Shaoliang touched her nose, as if he had forced her. However, this was an emergency period and it was not for fun, so she couldn't care less.
He raised his hand and pushed aside the hair in front of Luo Ling's forehead, then took out a small bottle from his arms, poured some transparent liquid into the palm of his hand, and then wiped it on Luo Ling's face. Luo Ling wrinkled his nose.
: "It smells so bad."
"Be obedient, don't move, be patient for a while, and it will be fine after a while." Zhang Shaoliang comforted her while blowing on the liquid that had been applied to her face. When he saw that it was almost done, he attached the dough in his hand to her face, and carefully
Pasted on the ground.
After he smoothed out every fitting place, Luo Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief, opened her eyes and asked him: "How do I look now?"
"very ugly."
Zhang Shaoliang replied sincerely, yes, they are ugly and cannot be found in a crowd. It is precisely because of this that they will not be noticed.
"Well, let me help you with your beard," Luo Ling said.
Zhang Shaoliang looked at her suspiciously, but Luo Ling had already taken the beard from the table. He looked up and saw Zhang Shaoliang looking distrustful of her, and threatened in a deep voice: "What? Do you think I can't even put on a beard well?
"
"No, haha, Ling'er is so smart, how come he can't even put on a beard?" Zhang Shaoliang said with a smile, but seeing that Ling'er had already picked up the beard, he had to let her go.
"Ouch!" Zhang Shaoliang cried out in pain. It turned out that Luo Ling felt that the position of the sticker was a little crooked, so he suddenly took it off and re-attached it.
"Ling'er... I'm just a piece of meat, please be gentle."
Looking at Zhang Shaoliang's words that were vaguely pleading and with a pitiful look on his face, Luo Ling raised his lips and smiled: "I'm sorry, I will pay attention to it this time."
After putting on his beard, Zhang Shaoliang clearly transitioned from an uncle to a real uncle. The two hurriedly packed up and slipped out of the back door of the inn. As Zhang Shaoliang expected, there were many people who were resting in the inn at the back.
Guest's carriage.
Although it looked like there was no one around, Zhang Shaoliang knew that there must be someone somewhere they couldn't see, watching the back door of the inn. The more he looked around, with a vigilant look on his face, the more people became suspicious.
"Be more natural." Zhang Shaoliang said to Luo Ling who was following behind him. Luo Ling didn't speak, but just nodded.
The two of them walked carelessly to a relatively sturdy-looking carriage. Just as they were about to get on the carriage, a handyman came forward and said respectfully to Zhang Shaoliang: "Sir, this carriage does not seem to be yours."
Yes, do you think you admitted your mistake?"
Zhang Shaoliang smiled and said nothing, silently took out a banknote from his arms and stuffed it into the clerk's arms without leaving any trace. The clerk glanced at it and said, "Hey, let alone a carriage, even this inn is not worth so much."
Money, I couldn’t help but smile, and I understood it instantly.
"Oh, look at my little memory, isn't this your carriage? Please go slowly, sir."
Luo Ling curled her lips and followed Zhang Shaoliang into the carriage; the two of them left smoothly through the small gate of the courtyard behind the inn.
"No one should have noticed."
Luo Ling poked her head out of the carriage, but was pushed in by Zhang Shaoliang, who was driving the carriage. "Don't come out and look around. Try not to attract anyone's attention. We will make a route plan after we leave the town."