Chapter 37 Thousand Tremors

His face is too close to her. She can see herself so clearly in his shining Danfeng eyes. Also, his eyelashes are thick and long. Why are they so thick? Red sandalwood looked at the top of the account in a blink of an eye, "You go down first."

Well, why are you so stingy? It's just lying down. Wucang Juelan lifted the quilt, and his legs that were much longer than red sandalwood easily stepped across her body. When one foot fell, he suddenly paused, and his whole body hung above her like this: "Hey, I'll go down before you tell me." He suddenly approached her and smiled, "If you don't tell me, I will come up again."

Well, she really has nothing to say, except: "Go down!" Although her voice is weak, her momentum does not diminish. She doesn't like to look at a smiling face magnified in front of her, which really takes up space and is annoying.

"Okay," he went down. The other foot rolled out of bed. He sat back on the stool and looked at her with a smile: "Now you can say it."

I didn't look at the person who got up and helped her get the corner back to its original position. That was what he messed up and he should get it back. She said, "Below the bed."

Under the bed? Didn't someone climb under the bed to look for it just now? Wu Cang's eyes are flowing, so that's it. The bed board is quite thick. It's no problem to empty it and put a scroll in the middle. In addition, ** is covered with a blanket, and he is still lying on his top 50 Linmu, who is still unable to move. Those people will not dare to open the bed and search in any case. This boy is quite smart." Hey, I can't call you all the time, can I?"

"You Linmu", he should have heard it and asked knowingly.

Wocang Juelan flattened his mouth: "I'm not talking about this. This name is really unpleasant."

Is it hard to hear? Red sandalwood looked at him, Wulan, and his name didn't hear anywhere!

Looking at the ** people with obviously some bad eyes, Wu Cang Juelan sent a big smile and said attentively, "Amu, I'm hungry. I'll bring you food."

The person who didn't wait for ** opened his mouth, and the red robe turned around the room. He quickly walked over and picked up the porridge bowl on the table. Well, the temperature was just right. He abandoned the stool and made it by the bedside. He dug out a spoonful of porridge and sent it to his mouth: "Come on, open your mouth, I'm doing this kind of servant work for the first time. Otherwise, if you are half dead and have aroused my supreme kindness, it is impossible to annoy my noble hands.

Is he kind? I really didn't see it. There is a feeling that it is fickle and not good. Green is right. She can't get along with her stomach anyway. Besides, she is really hungry. He lowered his head and held the tip of the spoon, and the porridge flowed into his throat.

Wu Cang Juelan nodded, which is still a boy's knowledge. No matter what, he needs to be strong. But--"Amu, your mouth is too small." Really, how can a boy's mouth be so beautiful that he can easily hold the whole spoon, but he can only hold half a spoon tip.

The red sandalwood glanced at him, and there was still endless.

Wu Cang Juelan's mouth is really not covered. The most important thing is that he can completely ignore the eyes that disagree with him and all other forms of expression. Most of the time, red sandalwood watches his mouth open and without saying a word. When she was sick, she didn't like it very much, and even hated people's voices, but this person's voice did not arouse her disgust at all.

When the last mouthful of porridge entered the stomach, Wu Cang Juelan moved his mechanized arm. In fact, this kind of thing is not so difficult to do. Sending the bowl back to its original place, he turned his head and said, "Amu, it's not too late. It's time for me to go back."

She doesn't want to leave. She doesn't want to stay at all. She always feels that talking to this can make her IQ decline and become more and more naive. As for that Amu, it's just a name. Her mouth grows on other people's body. It doesn't matter how she likes it. Moreover, this person, she doesn't think he can understand her. He just told her that he called him. As for whether she let him call like that or not, the result is the same. Then why did she waste her saliva with him?

When Wu Cang Juelan came out of the window, the moon was very bright. The moment he opened the window drove away the darkness of the room. The beautiful face of the young man of ** was polished softly by the moonlight. He smiled gently at the corners of his lips and fell on this moon night, which was not habitual.

When Huang came back, she looked at the empty bowl on the table and was stared, and then she turned her head and said, "Linmu, are you still hungry?"

Red sandalwood shook her head. She was already full and full, not only eating, but also holding her breath.

Huang put away the bowls and chopsticks and handed them to the guard outside the door, and then took out the needle and thread from the cabinet and embroidered them quietly through the light in the room. The thin needles were dancing up and down on the brocade, and the yellow figure was a little hazy under the dim light. Yellow is making clothes, blue clothes, and red sandalwood's chin is placed on the quilt.

At dawn the next day, the red sandalwood was still asleep for the first time. In the past, she used to smell chickens. Green came in with breakfast. Huang made a forbidden gesture to her, pointed to ** and said silently, "He's still sleeping."

Green nodded and put down his things gently, pointed out the door, and Huang followed her out. When he got to the yard, Lv said, "Sir, I went to have that Laushizi meeting early in the morning. Today, I will take turns to take care of Linmu."

"Meeting? Didn't you speed up last night?" That night, she still remembers that the prince didn't come back after his son's son. Isn't it enough for them to discuss something?

Green pouted: "It's not because of what happened last night. It is said that it was the head of Wanhou who accidentally went to the Treasure Pavilion last night to find that the ink treasure he had collected for a long time had been replaced. When the leaders gathered in Wanhou Valley, the thief dared to steal. I really don't know whether he is bold or a skilled man. Well, it seems that these two words are similar.

"It should belong to the latter." After all, they stole it, and they haven't been caught yet.

The Wanhou Valley Conference became a joke overnight. Everyone knows why this conference was held, but when it gathered strong people from all sides to discuss the strategy of resisting thieves, the treasure pavilion in Wanhou Valley was stolen. The eyes of the leaders who hit the head with a blow came out of gold, and their hearts and lungs were on fire. Tai Sui moved the earth on his head, which made their faces go! The hatred of thieves has risen to another level.

However, hatred is a matter of time, and people have no other feelings besides hatred. You can hate him because of losing his treasure, but you don't recognize his ability, especially in the martial arts that respects strength. Therefore, when the red sandalwood woke up and felt that her body was a little better, and Huang and Green said that she wanted to see the sunshine and were pushed out in a wheelchair by them, it was not surprising to hear some comments.

As a valley, the scenery is naturally very good. Huang pushed his wheelchair and walked slowly on the mountain path. Next to a stream, the red sandalwood motioned them to stop. The scenery is just right. There are streams, not narrow flat land, many blooming flowers, and green grass. There is also a four-corner pavilion next to it, where several girls and boys are playing.

A girl wearing a white inner shirt and a black tight shoulder cover, with long knee pads extending to her thighs, and the hand pads from her wrist to her shoulder, jumped from the four-corner hall to a stone by a stream not far from the red sandalwood. She turned to the people in the hall and shouted, "I don't care if he is a thief or not. Zheng, this man is really tough! How many people dare to provoke public anger? She pointed to the three men one by one, "You, you, you, do you dare?"

The three men who were ordered were silent. They really couldn't do that.

The woman saw that no one dared to say anything and smiled proudly: "Look, I said he was the best. You don't know that now the heat wave in the world has been twisted by him. What about the famous teachers? It's not that there's nothing we can do about him.

Another woman in a floral pleated skirt did not agree: "One person's strength is short, and everyone is long. It's so foolish to offend the public with one's own strength.

The woman in strong clothes was a little angry: "Ling Yan, your northwest Huangyumen was stolen by him once, naturally it's a snort on him. There is a thorn in your heart that you can't see the ability of others. It's really unreasonable to say what others are not.

The girl named Ling Yan's eyes shot fiercely at the woman by the stream. The woman looked back at her with her neck held high, and no one gave in. After a while, Ling Yan turned her head and leaned her back on the pavilion pillar and ignored it.

The woman by the stream announced proudly, "I must marry someone as powerful as this treasure thief in the future!"

Red sandalwood was a little ashamed. Although she didn't know who did the good deeds of the lost things before, she was indeed the one who stole the treasure when the sects gathered. However, she really can't marry this woman. Moreover, in fact, she kindly admired the woman named Ling Yan. Although the strong woman said that she didn't agree because she had a thorn in her heart, she felt that what she said was not wrong. One person's strength was short, and the wisdom of so many people would always have an effect. Those leaders were never vegetarian.

Taking back his sight over there, Lv smiled and said, "Recently, everyone knows about this treasure thief. Even many storytellers have spread his life stories to the people. I don't know how many girls' hearts have been harvested."

"Isn't it? The people also gave him a nickname, a thousand tremblings, saying that as long as he comes out, he will tremble three times as soon as he comes out." Huang received it with a smile. Although it is exaggerated, it can be almost the same in the end.

This is just an accident, not a very beautiful one. She just accidentally pushed the thief to the top, and she wouldn't deny it if she had to say it was on the cusp of the storm. But in the future, it really has nothing to do with her. It's none of her business.