She felt her cheeks were a little hot.

Su Qingdai looked a little curious.

"You, don't look around, tell me if you have anything to say." Xiao Qian'er's eyes widened.

"Oh, oh." Su Qingdai nodded, "Tzuyu was in danger the day before yesterday. The Nu family should have never done anything to stay away from Jiyue Mountain. Later, they got the news and hurried back, and got another news on the way. Fortunately, Tzuyu escaped unharmed...

The slave family came here this time to visit Tzuyu. They wanted to come yesterday, but Miss Qianer said that Fairy Zhao is here and is with Tzuyu... it is not convenient to see the slave family."

She looked directly at Xiao Qian'er and spoke without taking her eyes away, but her voice gradually became louder, as if she was not just speaking to the girl.

And the yard behind...

"The slaves tossed and turned last night, sleeping hard and thinking. They were still a little worried about Ziyu's situation. They felt empty and had no where to go. After finally falling asleep for a while, they also dreamed about meeting him for the first time in Xingzi Town... So today

In the morning, I hurriedly put on my clothes and got up, made some breakfast, and brought her to see Tzuyu. I was a little anxious and asked Miss Qianer not to blame her."

"Finally... I heard that Ziyu and Fairy Zhao are going back to Duyou City together today. Although it is inappropriate to say this at the moment, the Nu family does have something in their heart that they want to talk to Tzuyu. In addition, I have long admired the name of Fairy Zhao, Tzuyu

I often mention it on my lips that the Nu family admires me so much that they shamelessly come to ask for a meeting and hope that Miss Qian'er can inform her on her behalf."

Su Qingdai's tone was sincere.

Unfortunately, after a moment of silence, there was no reply from the expected voice in the yard behind Xiao Qian'er.

Xiao Qian'er waved her hand angrily: "Girl Su, I'm just wondering, why do you 'hear' so much? Who told you that you have such good ears?"

Su Qingdai sounded a little aggrieved, "Miss Qian'er, why don't you go in and ask for instructions..."

Let you come in now? Are you kidding me?

Xiao Qian'er didn't even bother to ask. She blocked the door with her little hands behind her back and refused mercilessly: "Brother Rong'er and Miss Rong'er are busy with important matters and have no time to talk to you. You can go back and forth wherever you come from...

"

But just as the girl was chasing people away, the bamboo horse that had been quiet beside it moved.

The tip of its sword drooped slightly, and it no longer pointed at people so rudely.

Turning around, he stepped forward and spun around Su Qingdai's body several times.

It seemed that he was sizing up the morning visitor on behalf of a certain hostess.

Xiao Qian'er choked on her words and her right eyelid twitched. She grabbed the door handle with her two small hands and subconsciously closed the two doors tighter.

Taking advantage of the stunned Su Qingdai's attention on Zhu Ma, the girl quickly turned around and glared at a certain main room behind her from an angle that the former could not see.

Are you crazy, Miss... No, this is definitely not the whole idea of ​​the Miss. She is so thin-skinned that from the time Su Qingdai knocked on the door to now, not a single sound has come out of the house.

Therefore, it must be Brother Rong'er's idea!

Sure enough, Zhu Ma's next actions quickly confirmed Xiao Qian'er's guess.

The bamboo horse looked at Su Qingdai for a few times, then left her side and came to Xiao Qian'er, who looked a little panicked. He circled around the iron-clad girl inside the door who was determined not to open the door.

It seemed to indicate something.

Xiao Qian'er's expression changed imperceptibly.

The way she looked at Su Qingdai also changed a little.

"Come in... come in."

The little Qian'er in front of the door suddenly turned sideways and moved out of the way with Zhu Ma.

She warned with a sullen face: "But when we go in later, you will stand waiting in the yard and you are not allowed to wander around!"

"Okay, Miss Qian'er."

Xiao Qian'er nodded reluctantly, "Hurry up, come in."

Su Qingdai glanced at the girl on the threshold with curiosity, then carried the food box and walked lightly into the door.

"Miss Qian'er, what's wrong with your face? Why is it so red?"

"The wind blows..."

"Miss Qian'er, why are you walking...are you feeling a little unwell?"

"Yes...it was a sneak attack by bad guys, leaving some injuries."

"Is he the thief you and Ziyu met the day before yesterday..."

"Almost...well...I mean, he is right. This thief is really bad, very cunning, and has many tricks."

"The Nu family has generally heard about what happened that day." Su Qingdai looked at the limp little figure of the girl in front of her, recalled it with emotion, and said with emotion: "In critical moments, Tzuyu was brave, resourceful, affectionate and righteous.

The glimmer of hope was given to Miss Qian'er, but he himself was once in a desperate situation."

"A woman should feel at ease being able to stay with such a man all the time, no matter whether she is afraid of life or death." The stunning woman in a black dress murmured softly.

"He...he is also a bad person, even...worse." The girl blushed and murmured in a low voice.

"Um, what is a bad person?" Su Qingdai asked in a daze.

"Ah, it's nothing. I mean, you're right. Brother Rong'er is indeed brave, resourceful, and very thoughtful, which makes people... feel at ease." Xiao Qian'er nodded.

Su Qingdai nodded and spoke with admiration and admiration: "The most important thing is that he is a rare gentleman in the world. He is never ambiguous about big things. Well, in private, there are some small things, although there will be a little difference... But that's it, serious.

At the same time, it does not lose the necessary fun and is very pleasing to women.”

"..."

The girl who was leading the way seemed to have accidentally stepped on the wrong foot and stumbled.

"Miss Qian'er, are you okay? Your body looks like..."

"Don't touch me, I'm fine! Okay, okay, hurry up and follow me, don't dawdle and ask questions. Follow quietly, don't ask random questions later!"

"Okay."

A young girl whose red leaves were all over the path last night and whose remaining red leaves are now blooming was walking in front with her head bent and her steps hurriedly limping.

Woo hoo hoo, it's all the husband's job...

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PS: I would like to share with my dear brothers a beautiful ancient poem written by an old-timer:
Chapter completed!