Afterwards, open your mouth slowly.

"No...I'm interested in you."

The most fear of the sudden quiet air.

The big-headed boy's bright eyes suddenly froze.

A little confused.

At this moment, he suddenly understood the mood of Lu Fan's little maid who was infatuated.

Nie Changqing was also stunned, as if he was not in a daze.

The next moment, my face shook slightly.

"Young Master Lu, I'm sorry to have something to do."

Lu Fan: "???"

"The shop closed its stall in advance today...sorry."

Nie Changqing said that the next moment, he quickly took off a bunch of hanging pork, threw it into the bamboo basket, carried the bamboo basket, drooped straw sandals, and left the alleys of the market with a big-headed boy.

Ning Zhao looked at Nie Changqing who was leaving quickly, hesitated for a moment, and asked Lu Fan with a strange look.

"Young Master... Do you want me to capture him?"

Lu Fan leaned on the wheelchair, touched his fair chin, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

"No hurry, he will feel the sincerity of this young master sooner or later."

...

Rumble.

The sky changes as soon as it changes.

Dark clouds floated from the sky, dull and depressing.

The drizzling raindrops rolled down from the dark clouds and fell to the ground, carrying the heat of the soil, splashing.

Nie Changqing wore a straw hat for Nie Shuang, and the raindrops hit the straw hat, making a clamor.

He wiped his face, carried a basket of pork on his back, led Nie Shuang forward in the gradually hazy rain curtain, stepped on the bluestone road full of rain, and walked towards the broken house built deep in the alley.

suddenly.

Nie Changqing stopped.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier. The sound of rain is accompanied by the deafening thunder, and the rain is hazy, making the world blurry and unreal.

At the end of the alley, in front of the dilapidated house.

There were three figures wearing straw raincoats and hats standing there.

Because of the mist and rain, their figures became blurred.

"Shuang'er."

Nie Changqing had a expressionless face and shouted in the rain, "A generous, and pinched Nie Shuang's cold little hands."

"Dad told you to run, and then turn around and run immediately!"

"Remember, don't look back."

Nie Changqing said.

Nie Shuang is very smart, with a slightly white lips pursed.

Boom!

A thunder tear apart the sky.

Nie Changqing's voice suddenly exploded!

"Shuang'er! Run!"

Without hesitation, Nie Wushuang hugged her hat tightly, turned around and ran behind Nie Changqing.

Nie Changqing threw down the basket, and the red and white pork in the basket sprinkled all over the floor. He stretched out his hand and pulled out a grinding pig-killing knife from the basket.

The feet drooping with straw sandals stepped on, and the rain splashed.

far away.

Three figures, one of them stood still, and the other two, wearing straw hats and raincoats, suddenly rushed towards Nie Changqing.

Under the straw raincoat, there was a dazzling brilliance of the white blades, tearing open the rain curtain.
Chapter completed!