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    You may not believe me when I say it, but I took a cursory glance and found that there were three colors of threads in his sewing kit.

    Originally, he and I were about to go out, and Suan Xiucai distributed us a lot of local products, and he carried a lot of them.  In such a gloomy place, it was really inconvenient for me to see Suan Xiucai lighting a fire. When I reached into Jingxian's pocket to get the fire pocket he said, I was still full of sadness.  And at that time, I was still immersed in the sadness of reuniting with the sour scholar.

    Now it is not easy to think about going back with sadness.  The atmosphere was a little awkward.  Regarding the fact that he is a big man carrying a sewing kit with him, my attitude is silent.  Silently thinking whether he has become a sissy as he himself said back then.

    Of course, I would rather believe that he is still a normal man, all of this stems from his wife's training|training.

    His wife's training of him always surprises me anytime and anywhere.

    After a moment of silence, I slowly put the sewing kit back into his waist.

    Under his piercing gaze, I looked at him without blinking, and carefully worded my words, "that's pretty good." God, can I only speak at this level.  Is it more polite to say "the thread of black color looks better" and so on.

    He stared at me in astonishment, as if he didn't expect my reaction when he saw the sewing kit.  I also don't know why he was taken aback by my reaction.  As if it was a matter of course that he carried a sewing kit.

    Successfully found out the fire folder, Suan Xiucai did not shirk, but looked at me and his eyes as if he was hesitant to speak.  In the end, he just smiled and said, "Go with your heart."

    Back then, he probably didn't go his way.

    Walking silently in the snow, he held up the flower umbrella he took from Suan Xiucai to cover the snow, and stood side by side with me.

    Actually, I really want to ask him how his wife managed to turn him into a walking sewing kit who was still unwilling to help me sew even when I almost knelt down and begged him.

    If possible, can you also open my eyes when the time is right?  After all, it's hard for me to imagine what kind of fairy scene it would be for a scheming Mrs. Jing who is as virtuous and gentle as my sister Minmin to mend clothes.

    I looked up at him a little, his face was frosty at this moment.  I resisted the request.

    At this time, the sunset was in full bloom, and I felt more comfortable physically.  Before we knew it, we spent the whole afternoon in Suan Xiucai's room.  Such a dark and damp place made me feel suffocated, but I felt that he stayed very calmly.  It seems that I have been used to it, or have always been used to it.

    He was carrying peanuts and nuts in one hand and an umbrella in the other. I reached out to share some, but he avoided it.  At this moment, dogs barking could be heard not far away, which seemed particularly treacherous in the vast snow.  Sure enough, when we turned the corner, we saw it drooling and baring its fangs.  Its brown-black fur was wet with snow, and it fiercely bit a piece of white cloth at its feet.

    The not-so-deep fear in my memory was suddenly evoked by Taotao's dog barking. I admit that I also want to pee my pants now.  Fortunately, I didn't dislike him when he wet the bed, otherwise I don't know who is making fun of whom today.

    Jing Xian frowned, "Don't be afraid, let's walk faster." I thought so too, but my legs and feet were trembling and I couldn't listen to my commands.

    The place where the ankle was bitten was a little itchy, I even wanted to squat down on the spot and curl myself up into a ball and scratch it well, the scratching was bloody to relieve the strong itching in my heart.

    The dog didn't give me time to slow down and walk faster, and didn't even give me time to squat down. It was barking like saliva and fangs, and rushed towards me with the heavy snow.

    The moment it ran towards me crazily, I panicked and called for help, only daring to grab the snowball on the ground and beat it desperately.  I'm afraid I'm not born with a dog-like physique. I think that in my previous life, I should have committed heinous crimes, but in this life I ended up being chased and bitten by dogs!

    When the shadow of a brown-black dog flashed in front of my eyes, my person had already fallen to the ground, and the dog bit my sleeve and somehow turned around in mid-air.  I pulled out my sleeves desperately to huddle myself together, kicking my legs and backing away.  There was the sound of falling particles in my ears.

    The light of the knife folded my eyes, and instantly buried them in the mouth of the barking dog.

    I stretched out my palms and pushed back, and the peanuts that were pressed down by my hands made me tremble all over.  I'm afraid there is a dog behind me!  Quickly looked back!  No, no luckily no.  The Goddess of Flower is still very righteous, so it¡¯s good to hone my mind every few years.

    I don't know if I heard it wrong, a tragic whimper hit me with the snow wind.

    When I turned my head to look over again, Jing Xian's arm was blood red.  His hand went into the mouth of the barking dog, and the point of the knife came from the dog'ssp; But his concern afterwards made me feel not terrible.  I think, the moment I saw the wild dog, I thought of Xiao Chunyan who broke the dog's bone, but now if I see the wild dog again, the first thing I think of is the dripping blood, the boundless snow, and the scene of piercing the wild dog's throat  string.

    "That's good." He lowered his eyes and calmly put the sewing kit back on his waist.  When he looked at me again, his eyes deepened, "It's good to have a deep memory. If you meet a vicious dog in the future, you should only remember me"

    I don't know if he stopped talking here, or if he really missed half a sentence.

    Anyway, the haze in his eyes disappeared, he smiled with me, and added, "You should only remember that I am like this, and have the courage to deal with it."

    I can't fault him for breaking sentences like this.  Only one heart picks out some mistakes for me, and jumps up with a vague understanding.

    In my impression, I had a similar situation when I was infected with a cold by Sister Minmin.

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    ?Keywords of the next chapter: Xiao Chunyan took care of me in the wind and cold, Jing Xian made me drink the extremely bitter medicine that I will never forget in this life, so you should only remember me.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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