MTL - You Can’t Be Fierce Towards Me!-Chapter 9

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In the light-colored plaque, a figure is quietly asleep, and the warm sunshine at night passes through the window paper and gently falls on the cheek of the sleeping person. Perhaps it was the light that felt, the crow feather-like eyelashes trembled, slowly rising up, revealing a pair of misty scorpions.

He reached out and rubbed his eyes, and he smelled a little bit stunned. He turned his head and looked around, not the environment he was familiar with. Sitting on the elbows and sitting on the bed, Weng picked up the falling cockroaches and explored the half body to look at the strange room.

The last memory of last night was that Chu Xiangtian put him on the bed, Chu Xiangtian... As soon as he thought of the name, Wen Yan immediately looked like a frightened rabbit, alertly erected his ears and opened his eyes to the front and back of the house. Check it out again.

There are not many things in the house, and even some simple things are looked at. The only thing that is special is that everything is placed neatly and tidy, so it looks abnormal and neat.

This should be a man's room.

Weng moved his legs and wanted to get out of bed and look outside. As soon as he moved, the wide collar slipped down from the shoulders, revealing half of his chest, and screaming and pulling the collar, only to notice that he was not wearing his own clothes.

According to the situation last night, most of them were changed to Chu Xiangtian. Even this room may be Chu Xiangtian. He licked his lip and tried not to think too much. He reorganized his body.

The black blouse was a lot bigger, and Wen 湉 tied the lacing on the waist to the tightest, and rolled the sleeves up three volumes before revealing the wrist.

Holding the bedpost, Weng tempted to step on the ground, the feet were still a bit blunt, the toes licked, and I tried to put on my shoes and one foot on the ground.

But he overestimated his tolerance, the wound on his feet rubbed against the gauze, and his tears came out in an instant pain, sucking a cold breath, smelling on the bed and standing on one foot, the other foot was delayed. Do not dare to fall.

"Smell, I put..."

Chu Xiangtian, who came in from the door, snorted and looked at the people at the bed.

Wen Yan wore his shirt, and the black hair of his waist spread out on his shoulders. The delicate collarbone was half-covered, and the misty eyes were covered with tears. He grabbed the bedpost and looked at him poorly.

Chu slid to the throat of the day, striding over and picking him up on the bed, half of the tone is blaming half of it is distressed, "You have injuries on your feet."

Wen Yan twisted uncomfortably, but his eyes looked behind him. "Daifu?!"

The Fufu who went up the mountain with Chu Xiangtian came over. "Gongzi, what's wrong with you?"

Chu Xiangtian opened his mouth to explain, but Wen Yan first opened his mouth, "I accidentally fell."

He skipped the middle process, but Defoe did not doubt, looking around him up and down, and then some distressed said: "You are thinner."

Wen Yan bent his eyes and asked him how he went up the mountain. "How is your family?"

Defu said: "It’s the Chu family who brought me up. The family... the home is not very good."

Upon hearing the news that Weng was kidnapped, Wen Jia immediately reported the official, but when the official heard that the people of Xishantou were robbed, they began to push the three resistances. After two days of tempering, they refused to send troops to save people.

Fu Youqin worried about the dangers of safety. At first, he wanted to spend money to hire people to rescue, but they were all stopped by Wen Bo Li, saying that it was too dangerous for private recruits to fight against the bandits. It is better to wait. However, Wen Wei was not known in the mountains. When Fu Youqin could wait, she couldn’t see the anxious husband who made a fire, and took the man’s debts to the door.

Fu's industry covers Nanming County, and one-third of Liangtian Township in Lefang Town is Fujia Industry. Every year, the two towns have insufficient tax revenues, and all of them are missing.

When I borrowed the grain, it was nice to say that it was really a crisis, but I was not willing to get into trouble. How could there be such a good thing under the sun?

Fu Youqin took the housekeeper and carried the two boxes of books, one by one to block the door. If you don't save people, you will pay back. However, these debts have been owed since the generation of Fu Youqin's father. Now, the accumulation does not know how much, where can I afford it?

There was no way to be forced. The two townships and towns had to jointly report to the county magistrate, and then they borrowed soldiers to encircle the Xishanzhai.

Wen Wei had expected this result, but what he did not expect was that Wen Bo Li was even thinner than he thought.

The mocking smile, Wen Yan asked to hear the book month, "Sister? She... okay?"

After so many days, I thought that Dufu would also confess all of Jiao Chang’s offerings. In order to smell the moon, I must be sad. There is also the wind and the wind in the town, saying that good things do not go out and bad things pass thousands of miles, even if the Wen family took the initiative to retreat, the reputation of the woman is still not very good.

"Miss is taking care of the family." Wenshu Yue is far stronger than Weng’s imagination. Dufu said: "After going back that day, the lady and the lord were busy running to the official residence. The family was a lady, but the Jiaojia people. I have been there twice, and I was shut out by the lady."

"That's good." Wen Yan finally revealed a sincere smile and let Dai Fu help himself. "Is the car ready? We will go back quickly."

In the West Hill Village for so many days, in addition to worrying about his life, the most memorable is the mother and sister.

"Already let Chang Xi go to prepare the car, and then wait." Chu Xiangtian on the side suddenly said.

Weng’s smile on his face, a little convergence, silence for a while, he still whispered to Chu to heaven: "Thank you."

Chu Xiangtian was weird, quite a little dumbfounded, and reached out and patted it on Wen’s head. “That’s my thanks.”

Wen Hao awkwardly avoided his hand, and looked at the outside with a look of Defu’s eyes anxiously and looking forward to it.

Chu Xiangtian, who had been willing to leave more people for a while, had to call Chang Xi, who was waiting. Chang Xi drove to the door in the carriage, and the sound of the house heard the sound of the horse screaming.

"The car is ready, let's go." Chu Xiangtian bent over and picked up the man, smelling the subconscious to grab the clothes on his chest, "I can go."

Chu Xiangtian picked him up and went out. "You are not hurt, don't be stubborn."

Wen Yan bit his lip and did not say anything. However, Defu did not feel that something was wrong, and the music followed the two.

The carriage was covered with soft scorpions, and two dishes were placed on the middle table. It was prepared by Chu Xiangtian. Put Weng in the innermost seat, put down the curtain, and drive Changxi down. Chu Xiangtian drove the carriage down the mountain.

The mountain road was bumpy, but fortunately, the scorpion was placed in advance, and the sputum was in the innermost part, and it was not greatly bumped.

The carriage went to the foot of Xishantou Mountain and there was a carriage waiting. Fu Youqin heard the movement. When he opened the curtain, he saw Chu Xiangtian and his party. Her face was eager and happy, and the voice trembled and called "Yu Ling".

Hearing the familiar voice, he was stunned by the sound of the car on the wall, and he was kneeling by the window, facing the mother, and both the mother and the child were blindly red-eyed.

Fu Youqin wiped his tears with a handkerchief, and let the next person go to the car to drive the car. "Chu Dangjia will be sent here."

Chu Xiangtian was sitting still and politely refused. "Mrs. You are welcome, I said that I will personally send Wen Shaoye back." He deliberately bite the word "personal" very heavy, and there is no room for Fu Youqin to refuse.

Worried about the extra-budget, Fu Youqin did not insist, let go of the curtain and let the driver drive the road.

The two carriages went to Sifang Town in tandem.