"Old Mo, please step back. I don't need your service here." Mu Chen walked back to the bed and said to Old Mo, who was still doing his duty as a background. Old Mo glanced at the corner of his eye and leaned against the door, twiddling his fingers.
He secretly guessed that the master had not had that thing for too long. He was so hungry that such an ugly girl should be pampered?
"Back off." Before Lao Mo could think about it, Mu Chen's cool voice woke up the wandering Lao Mo. He immediately took the injured guard on the ground and walked out. When Qingyan passed by the door, he received
When Qingyan glanced casually, Lao Mo was so frightened that he sped up and ran out dragging the injured guard.
"The first rule of guarding is that when the master is resting, you will watch from the side. Make sure not a fly comes in and disturbs the master's rest. So, now you are waiting by the side." Mu Chen looked at Qingyan indifferently.
He took off his coat, blew out the candles, stared angrily at the back of someone's head, whispered something shameless, turned around, sat on the log table, and poured himself a glass of cold water.
Tea. Drink it in one gulp.
The night was already very deep, and the occasional cries of birds and beasts announced the restlessness of the night. Qingyan tilted her head and half-closed her eyes, lying on the table half-awake. The white silk wrapped around her body was full of faintness.
Light. Mu Chen's closed eyes suddenly opened on the bed. His eyes wandered to the white figure in the dark night. He took off his disguise. A trace of cunning flashed across his face like a divine sculpture. He put on his boots and disappeared into the night in a flash.
middle.
Qingyan's half-closed eyes opened. Her clear eyes glanced at the opened window. After a while, she resisted the urge to follow out. She stood up and stretched. She yawned repeatedly and walked to the window. She stretched out her hand and closed the window.
By the way, I undressed and lay down on the still warm bed. I sighed quietly and said that the bed was still warm.
Night. Be quiet.
In the early morning, the crow of roosters sounded continuously from house to house. A ray of light came in through the window covered with oil paper. Qingyan, who had been sleeping slowly, slowly opened her eyes. Her sleepy eyes scanned the room. Did she not return home all night?
I stood up and opened the bolted window. The fresh air made the sleepy breath recede. Hard-working people were walking back and forth on the street. I stood by the window for a while before thinking about going back to my room to get my luggage. I called the waiter by the way.
Wash your face with water to freshen up.
When they returned to the room again, Mu Chen, who was dressed in ink, glared angrily at Qingyan. His black hair was filled with confusion. Water condensed into water and dripped down the hair onto the wooden board. There was still wet soil on his feet.
.How embarrassing.
"Tell me, did you close the window on purpose?" came Mu Chen's ice-like voice.
"Where are you talking, Master? The window has always been closed, right? But it seemed to have been blown open by the wind in the middle of the night. Qingyan was afraid that Master would freeze, so she closed it." Qingyan said casually, deliberately ignoring the anger in Mu Chen's eyes.
Mu Chen felt depressed. He couldn't smile as he looked at the beautiful face in white clothes and skirt. "It seems that you have forgotten what you promised yesterday?"
A trace of embarrassment flashed across Qingyan's face. She turned slightly red. "Bring me the money. I'll buy clothes in other colors."
Lao Mo, who had been standing outside for who knows how long, walked in at the door. Lao Mo threw away a few taels of gold with pride. His attitude was like a beggar giving alms and begging. He took the silver taels in his hand with a smile. He suddenly stopped at the door.
Under Mo's stunned eyes, some purple powder passed through the air and was applied to Lao Mo's face.
She turned around and left calmly. She confessed that she was not a bad person, but she was not a good person that everyone could bully. She must avenge her. If you dare to show her face, you must be willing to accept all revenge.
In the room, Lao Mo covered his face and shouted miserably: "You ugly girl, how can you be so cruel and ruthless? Master, please help me."
The corners of Mu Chen's lips curled up, and a slight smile hung on his face. "Old Mo, wait a minute, the master is going to get you the antidote now." After saying that, he ignored someone behind him who was covering his face and howling in pain.
He followed Qingyan in the direction where he left.
Qingyan came to the street and found that the street was sparsely populated yesterday. This morning, there was a buzz of people. Looking at the bustling crowd and the jeering voices, Qingyan retreated a little. Occasionally, she pointed her finger at Qingyan's face.
Found. I forgot my veil.
"Tsk, tsk, when did such an ugly woman come to our Lotus Village?" Passerby A pointed at Qingyan's face with disdain.
"Yes, you are so ugly and you dare to go out for a walk. If I were her, I would wear a veil to protect you so as not to scare people." Passerby Yi played with the big red flower on his forehead and mocked.
"Wow, that man behind is so handsome. Oh my God, why would such a handsome man stand behind that ugly girl?" Nymphomaniac A was indignant and excited, stirring up the anger of others.
"..."
People's hearts are warm and cold.
Why bother? He looked at a group of clowns surrounding him one after another. Qing Yan narrowed his arc-like eyes indifferently, his clear eyes flowing among the crowd. Mu Chen, who was chasing after him, saw this scene and opened his mouth quietly.
Standing aside, he wanted to see what this woman would do.
Mu Chen stood behind Qingyan with the mentality of watching a play. He leaned over and whispered in Qingyan's ear: "If you want me to help you, just give me the antidote." Otherwise, he would be happy to stand aside and watch the play.
He raised his head and glanced at someone who was gloating about his misfortune. The disdain on his face grew infinitely. If it weren't for him, these idiots would have made a few sarcastic remarks at most. Now that he was doing this, he pushed her to the forefront. He looked at the onlookers.
The more angry expressions on women will tell you that this guy did it on purpose.