Little Overlord and Mr. Mei - Chapter 19

At this time, Xia Wuxin had no chance to struggle any more, unable to control her footsteps, and slowly following her two, for some reason, her cheeks were hot.

If Song Yubai could be softened to her, it seemed that she was tossed hard by this eldest lady, and someone desperately needed help.

Song Yubai just made a request, and she couldn’t refuse it. Xia Wuxin followed behind and kicked the stones on the road angerlessly.

After the three of them left, the people behind them dared to surround themselves to check the appearance of the vendors, only to see a few people lying on the ground in a coma, no matter how they were awakened.

“The gods descended from the earth, the gods descended from the earth!” everyone said, then they folded their hands towards the sky, full of admiration.

Chi Yao walked happily in front. She didn’t go down the mountain very often, so she was very curious about mortal things. Look around here and there, while Song Yubai followed with hands down, without saying a word.

Xia Wuxin noticed her wrists that were always hidden in her sleeves, and suddenly walked a few steps quickly, stepped forward and pulled her sleeves, Song Yubai was startled, and subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but Xia Wuxin turned her five fingers and opened it. Satin clothes.

Just as Song Yubai wanted to say something, he saw Xia Wuxin’s backhand covering the wound she had been hit by the stick, and Xianli slowly leaked from her palm, slowly wrapping the wound.

“Mr. mortal, why bother to learn from other heroes and save the beauty.” Xia Wuxin said in a dull voice, “What’s more, this kind of disobedient eldest lady’s temper, she can only take the blame for herself.”

“You look cold, but why are you so kind?” Xia Wuxin muttered softly and moved his hand away. The red wrist was now like a lotus root with ice muscle and bones that had been soaked in cold water. .

Song Yubai looked at his hand and suddenly retracted his sleeves, his sandal lips opened slightly, his voice was like a mountain stream, clear and ethereal: “Thank you.”

After speaking, she quickened her pace and avoided the flow of people.

Xia Wuxin looked at her somewhat cramped back, arched her eyes triumphantly, and raised her leg to follow.

“Hey, which rouge shop are you going to go so far?” Xia Wuxin asked with a loud voice while resting his hands on her arms, walking impatiently.

Chi Yao slowed down, his tone was also impatient: “Just ahead, if you kid don’t want to go, go back to your Pingfeng Mountain, don’t disturb the two of us clean!”

“I’m not.” Xia Wuxin made a face at her.

“Bah, I don’t even have a magic weapon!” Chi Yao raised his eyebrows and groaned.

“Can’t beat even mortals!” Xia Wuxin was unwilling to show weakness.

Song Yubai was so dizzy by the noise. She held her forehead with a pair of jade fingers, covered her eyes, opened her sandal lips lightly, and whispered “Noisy” in a low voice.

Only then did the two disappear.

The rouge shop that Chi Yao was talking about was not a small shop, and it was divided into two layers, and several girls in brocade clothes wandered in it. The air was full of the thick fragrance of rouge gouache.

Song Yubai wrinkled his nose involuntarily, walked to the side and sat down, and then a man in commoner came forward, smiled and served tea, and shook to the pond: “This girl, we have a new rouge, the color is very lined. People, why don’t you pick them out slowly?”

“That’s the best!” Chi Yao smiled, but his eyes turned to Song Yubai’s side, his figure curled up, and he wanted to sit next to Song Yubai.

Xia Wuxin saw that she was moving faster than her head, and she immediately plunged between her two, with her long legs tilted, and the horse sat down with a sword. Chi Yao almost fell and staggered, and hurriedly supported the edge of the table.

“You!” Chi Yao was very angry, his white cheeks flushed.

“You or you, pick your rouge.” Xia Wuxin raised her eyebrows, leaned sideways, supported her cheek with one hand, and looked at Chi Yao with a smile.

“Stubborn!” Chi Yao cursed in a low voice, took those rouge angrily, and then he was happy, trying them one by one on his hands. When he was happy, he would wipe Song Yubai’s hands. She helped choose.

Song Yubai gently raised his hand, and dodged quietly, only the cup of tea that had been refilled several times in his eyes.

While Chi Yao walked up to the second floor, Xia Wuxin lay down on the table and looked at Song Yubai, jokingly: “It seems that this girl named Chi Yao is looking at her husband.”

“Don’t talk nonsense.” Song Yubai said indifferently.

“A fool can see that her eyes have never left you.” Xia Wuxin wiped the hair between her forehead, “Look at her obsession, I’m afraid she won’t give up for a while.”

Song Yubai said nothing.

Xia Wuxin stared at her face and looked at her, and found that she was not angry, and then she continued to try again: “Although Chi Yao is sassy, ​​but Shengzai is pretty, she is also a disciple of Jiguang Shenjun. Anyway, she has never cultivated to become an immortal. If it were you Really intentionally…”

“I didn’t.” Song Yubai suddenly interrupted her, seeming a little irritable, and put the teacup aside.

“Why…”

Xia Wuxin hadn’t finished her words, but she suddenly saw Song Yubai raise her head. His eyes were crystal clear, but he couldn’t see his emotions. The smile on Xia Wuxin’s face was stagnant, and he forgot what he wanted to say.

“I sweared.” There was a calm chill in Song Yubai’s voice, “I won’t be emotional in this life.”

The scent of gouache around the surroundings became stronger and stronger, and Xia Wuxin suddenly regained his senses. Song Yubai had looked away, so he laughed dryly, but he secretly said in his heart, so it seems that Song Yubai looks like Have been emotionally hurt.

And this injury has not healed yet.

So Song Yubai asked her to follow, presumably because she wanted her to help avoid Chi Yao, but because of face she didn’t want to speak. Anyway, it’s all here. Why don’t you help her? Xia Wuxin tapped on the table and looked up. Upstairs.

After a long time, Chi Yao finally chose a few heavy creams and gave them to the buddy to pack them, and walked towards them briskly. There was a red on each cheek, which looked like some kind of animal buttocks. funny.

“Mr. Song, is this color good-looking?” Chi shook his eyelids, twisted and looked forward to it.

Song Yubai raised his head, almost spewed a sip of tea, and hurriedly covered his face and coughed several times.

After a while, she pulled out a veil from her sleeve and slowly wiped off the shiny water stains on her lips: “It’s OK.”

Xia Wuxin almost suffocated her back with a smile on the side.

Chi Yao smiled shyly, with a hint of flattery in his raised eyes, he turned to the side, and suddenly got up to get a few boxes of fat on top of his head, and then his body softened, as if he had slipped and went straight. Fell into Song Yubai’s arms.

Song Yubai was shocked when he saw this, but unfortunately it was too late to avoid him. Seeing that Chi Yao was about to wrap his arms around Song Yubai’s neck, Xia Wuxin aside suddenly got up and quickly pulled Chi Yao with his eyesight and hands.

Seeing that someone had broken her good deed, Chi Yao tried to struggle a bit, but couldn’t resist Xia Wuxin’s strength at all. She grabbed her wrist and firmly controlled it from behind.

Chi couldn’t move, and his heart was anxious, and backhand summoned Xianli, forcing Xia Wuxin to retreat again and again.

So, with the loud sound of several wooden boxes falling on the ground, Xia Wuxin shook his arms around the pond, and the two brushed the floor together, all sitting on Song Yubai’s lap like a stack of arhats.

There was silence around, and the guy with the package in his hand was also terrified.

Xia Wuxin never thought it was such a situation. She stiffened, turned her head back slightly, and the smell of her face enveloped her, and the embrace of Song Yubai behind her was surprisingly soft like cotton.