MTL - You Can’t Be Fierce Towards Me!-Chapter 4

In the face of Wen Yu, Chang Xiwei thought about his suggestion.

But he has a rib in his head. He has never been able to get these things around, and he has been stunned for a long while. Finally, he slammed his thighs. Since he caught the wrong person, it’s better to slap the boss and not sneak up. Others make a meal so that they are not allowed to inform, no matter what happens!

Chang Xi deeply felt that this was a good idea that he could not use it, so he stood up and began to give Weng the rope, and the warning was screaming. "You are not allowed to say anything, I will send you down the mountain."

Wen Yiyi hi, nodded, and did not move to let him solve the rope.

Both of them were on the twine, and they did not pay attention to the two people who came in.

Chu Xiangtian went out and talked about the pen business just came back, I saw Chang Xi licking his **** against the pillars and didn't know what to do - Chang Xi grew tall and strong, and blocked the sturdy.

"Changxi, what are you doing?" Chu Xiangtian squinted and walked over to Changxi's **** and squatted.

I often like a cockroach, the chest directly hit the smell of the nose, smelling a cry, tears flow directly.

Chu Xiangtian noticed that there were still individuals tied to the pillars.

Chang Xi was so busy that he climbed up and looked at Chu Xiangtian with a guilty conscience. "Old, boss, are you coming back so soon?"

Chu Xiangtian’s gaze fell on Wen’s body and raised his chin. “Who is this?”

Chang Xi’s guilty sighed at the face of tears, and swayed and smacked, and suddenly the flash of light flashed, saying: “I’m on the road, boss, don’t you say that you like men, I will bring people back. ""

He said that he still reached out and pointed at the smell. "You look at this face, this waist, this leg... Hey."

Chu Xiangtianjian's eyebrows are high, his eyes are patrolling with his hands on Weng, and he touches his chin and praises: "It's really good."

Suddenly being sold, ":"

Changxi hit him and hurt him. His brain was hurting, his tears were uncontrollably flowing, his voice was vaguely heard, and he wanted to defend himself with a red eye. Looking up, he slammed into the darkness of Chu Xiangtian.

Chu Xiangtian looked at him with a sigh of relief, and suddenly approached and reached for his chin, squinting and looking at it for a long while, "It is indeed a beauty..."

The big hand on the chin is very strong, and the eyelids are more red, sobbing and saying: "I am not Jiao Changxian, you have caught the wrong person...",

Chu screamed at the sky, frowning and letting go, "Cry what, I won't eat you again."

Turning around and looking at Chang Xi, "Are you not saying that you are on the road?"

Chang Xi, who sneaked out and moved outside, was stiff, and his neck was like a dog. "Yeah, that is... it is at the foot of our mountains!"

Next to Zhou Chuanqing, he couldn’t stand him like this. He smiled and gave him a clearance. "Oh, don't edit it. I just came back from Sifang Town with my boss."

The little son of Wen’s family was **** by the bandits of Xishantou. This matter has already been rumored. Wen Jiabao reported the official and is discussing how to save people back. When he and the boss heard the rumors, they were still confused, and this time they returned to the stockade in advance.

"Speak clearly about what happened." Chu Xiangtian smashed a regular foot, sitting on a tiger leather chair with a golden knife, his fingers tapping on his knees.

Boss did not seem ready to beat him, often relieved hi, have talked about the ins and outs, finished quite aggrieved, "I was the guy to catch outlet to Joe, who knows arrested the wrong man."

"When can you grow your mind?" Chu Xiangtian has given up on the simple subordinates of this well-developed mind. He has waved his hand. "Go to Xiaoqiao, this month, there will be firewood in the stockade next month." It’s all for you.”

Chang Xiyi just chopped firewood, and suddenly his face was full of joy. He said that he thanked the boss and flew like it.

Leave it alone and face the two alone.

Wen Yan sucked his nose and twisted his neck and looked at Chu Xiangtian. "You caught the wrong person, can you let me go back?"

Chu Xiangtian was teased by him. He walked over to him and stood down. He looked down at him. "Since all come, Wen Shaoye may wish to be a guest in the stockade for a few days. This Xishanzhai is not everyone has a chance." Come up."

Wen Wei: "..." Who wants to be a guest of the soil? !

"How many ransoms do you want to send a letter to Wen Jia, my mother will send someone to send it." Seeing that this person does not like to talk like often, Wen Yan can only open up and say.

Chu shook his head to Tianzhu. "What do you want to do for ransom? Xishanzhai never robs the good people, but Chu sees the young masters and wants to stay for a few days."

Wen Yan’s eyes widened and he was nervous. !

Chu Xiangtian personally gave him the rope, and the palm of his hand crossed the thin ankle and paused. Then he told the Zhou Chuanqing around him: "Send a place for Wen Shaoye, don't be slow."

Zhou Chuanqing looks handsome, his mouth is always smiling, he is graciously reaching out, please go to the back with him.

Wen Yan was reluctant, but the situation was stronger than the people, and he could only follow him with his blue wrist.

The place where they just stayed was the Senate Hall of the Zhaizi. There was also a watchtower in front of the Senado. Weng looked sideways and there was a vaguely moving around the tower. Going back is the living area of ​​the stockade. It looks different from an ordinary village.

The neat houses are arranged in two rows, with a flat road in the middle. The trees are planted at the door of every household, and the clothes are washed on the tree rafters.

Zhou Chuanqing took him to the third tree and raised his hand to knock on the door. "Is Xiaoqiao there?"

There was a soft response in the room. Xiao Qiao, who had just seen it, came out from the back room. "What is the commander of the military?"

Zhou Chuanqing smiled and said: "The boss wants to keep the young master to be a guest for a few days. You should arrange a room for him. Don't be slow."

Xiao Qiao looked up and down in a circle and heard awkwardly. There was some doubt in the eyebrows but there was no question. He nodded. "Reassure, I will arrange it."

"The stockade is simple, Wen Shaoye don't want to give up, what needs to be said to Xiao Qiao." Zhou Chuanqing graciously bowed to him, and then said that he still has things, he will be sent to Xiao Qiao, and turned away.

It seems that Wen is not the hostage they kidnapped but the guest who is actually a guest.

Wen Yan stood in the door with a stern face.

Xiao Qiao greeted him to come in and sit. Wen Yan carefully looked at this place, the house is not big, the middle is the main hall, facing the wall of the door is a Guan Gong statue, below the Eight Immortals table. On the left and right sides of the main hall, there is a bedroom, and Xiao Qiao opens the door on the left. "You live here, and I have been sunburned for two days."

Wen Wei observes her quietly, silently thinking about how much it is now holding people to let them down their own mountains.

Xiao Qiao did not realize his intentions, still cleaning up the room, "Smell the young master to have lunch? If you don't eat, will you eat with us?"

Wen Yan touched his stomach, did not do unnecessary resistance, nodded very honestly, "have not eaten yet."

Xiao Qiao looked back at him with a strange look, and his look looked a lot more gentle than just now. "Well, I will call you when I wait for the meal."

When she finished, she smashed a box in the house. "This place is here, I put it behind."

The cage is solid wood, almost the same as the quarter of the Eight Immortals table. She squats easily, smells and swallows, gives her a way to open the way, silently dispels the hijacking that has not yet formed in her mind. plan.

At lunch time, Xiao Qiao came over and called him.

Xishanzhai eats together to eat, there is a big room on the right side of the chamber, that is, the kitchen and dining hall of Xishanzhai, not close, you can see the smoke on the roof.

At lunch time, the men, women and children in the stockade are all going to the cafeteria. When passing by, they will be curious to look at him without exception.

There are almost no strangers in the stockade, and Wen Yan is wearing a conspicuous red dress. The delicate facial features are especially eye-catching. It is difficult to make people pay attention.

The dining hall was full of tables, everyone took a bowl and waited for the rice to be cooked. Xiao Qiao took a table with Wen Wei and sat down. Then he took the bowl and directly cut the team to the front. He asked for two meat dishes. With a green vegetable.

Wen Yan looked at the pile of sharp bowls and silently thought that the food in the soil was quite good.

Thank you, Wen Yan is not embarrassed, holding chopsticks began to eat slowly, since temporarily can not go, it is better to raise the spirit, in case of a chance to eat enough to run hard.

When Chu Xiangtian entered the dining hall, he saw the smell of eating down his head.

He was sitting on the old wooden table in a brocade red dress, and his slender fingers were pinched with dark brown wooden chopsticks. Even if he didn't say anything, it was the only bright spot in this dark color.

Especially the expensive temperament, it seems to be incompatible with this bandit.

"Why are you still used to eating the young master?" Chu Xiangtian strode to the table of Weng, and he was sitting down, staring at him with a burning gaze.

Weng’s hand paused, put down the chopsticks and looked at him, trying to keep himself out of the air. “Good.”

Chu Xiangtian's lips smiled and his eyes fell on his greased lips, and suddenly he reached out and wiped it.

Wen Yan’s subconscious retreat, but still did not avoid his touch, the rough fingertips touched the lips, even though it still made the scalp numb, vigilant and rounded his eyes, “What are you doing? ?!"

"You have oil on your mouth." Chu Xiangtian stretched out his hand and showed him that there was some bright oil on his thumb.

Wen Yan’s face was red, and it was completely mad. At this time, he couldn’t see that this person was deliberately taking him for fun. He suddenly remembered it before his mind said that this person likes a man and could not help but be more vigilant. "I can wipe it myself, and I don't bother to be a master."

Chu Xiangtian licked his fingers and watched him lick himself like a frightened rabbit. He was in a better mood.

"Okay." He pretended to snorted with regret and screamed for dinner.

Wen Wei was holding the bowl and sitting opposite him. Chu Xiangtian looked at him and smiled, but did not say anything, burying his head to eat.

He was eating very fast. After a while, half a bowl of rice went down, but the action of eating was not rude. Instead, the elegance of the big family was everywhere, and he was surprised to see him.

He noticed his sight, Chu Xiangtian raised his eyebrows, "How? I heard that the young master must look at me to eat?"

"..." just thought that this person's manners were somewhat unusual. In the blink of an eye, there was another rogue phase. Wen Yan held his own bowl and did not pay attention to him.

Chu Xiangtian was not annoyed. He watched him slowly and finished eating, before he got up and left.

The compelling sight finally left, and Wen sighed with a sigh of relief, following the path that Xiao Qiao took him through.

He walked very slowly, and carefully observed the surrounding environment all the way. The outer part of the stockade was surrounded by thick trunks and sharpened bamboo poles. It is basically impossible to climb from above. It seems that he can only find another way.

Wen Yan sat for an afternoon under the tree at the door of Xiao Qiao’s house. The people in the stockade did not seem to be idle. The men disappeared. The women washed and weaved the bamboo rafts, and each had their own work, even the children. From time to time to help hand a thing, Wen Yan turned out to be the most idle thing.

No one looked at him specifically. It seemed that he could go anywhere. He tried to walk around the wall for half a circle and found that the stockade was much larger than expected. He walked back and forth along the fence, which was a high and low The fields, the men who are missing, are busy in the fields.

This does not seem like a bandit, but rather an ordinary village.

Wen Yanfu returned to Xiao Qiao's house, sighed and sighed again, did not know how the family is, the mother and sister must be anxious.

After dinner, I heard that I went back to the house early and took off the cumbersome dress. I only lie down in the middle of the dress, and the back just touched the bed. It was a sharp pain. He slammed up and carefully put the clothes on. Take off, stretch your head and look behind.

I saw the position of the side waist was blue and purple, and then I couldn’t see it anymore. It’s also painful to smell it with my hand. It should have been hit by Chang Xi, and it was smashed on the pillar. It didn't feel like it was touched during the day, and it only started when it was lying down at night.

He snorted and hesitated or re-dressed to ask if Xiao Qiao had medicinal liquor.

Xiao Qiao had wanted to see his injury, but Wen did not mean to let a girl see it, euphemistically refused, Xiao Qiao had to go find him a medicinal liquor.

Going back to the room, Wen Yan took off his shirt and twisted his body to look at the small bronze mirror on the table. In the blurred bronze mirror, there was a bruise on his back, especially the position of the shoulder blade. The bruise had turned black and purple.

"The medicinal liquor is brought to you." Chu Xiangtian opened the door and ran into the naked body.

When he glanced, his eyes fell on Weng’s body and he couldn’t move away. He smelled whiter than his face. It was whiter under the dim candlelight. The two small dots on the chest were pink, even the navel. Eyes are much better than others.

Weng’s subconscious mind puts on the clothes on his waist, and his face is a little angry. “Why don’t you knock on the door?”

Chu raised his eyebrows and said with confidence: "My own site, why should I knock on the door?"

Wen Wei: "..."

He was annoyed to put on his coat, and he was angry in his heart, but he did not dare to send it to Chu Xiangtian. He could only ask him with enthusiasm. "Chu’s family is so late to come over?"

"Xiao Qiao said that you were injured, I will come over and see." Chu Xiangtian put the medicinal wine on the table, "Take me off my clothes."