"I don't live in a hotel!" Leng Ning casually took out a large piece of broken silver from his sleeve and threw it into the waiter's arms. "Go and prepare more food in your store that you can take with you on the road. I also need two more.
Big wine bag, one jug for wine, one jug for water, you don’t have to look for the rest!”
Money can make the world go round, and she certainly understands this.
The waiter's face turned cold when he first heard that she was not staying at the hotel. He immediately smiled again after taking the money in his hand, "Sir, please come inside and have a cup of herbal tea. I will prepare what you want right away!"
"No need for tea!" Leng Ning put away the riding crop hanging in his hand, "If there is fresh straw, I would like to ask for some to feed the horses!"
"Your words are polite, sir, it's all right!" The waiter smiled and walked over, picked up the horse's reins, and led the carriage from the side door to the stable in the backyard. He took out a few bundles of straw from inside and threw them into the harnesses.
The horse and the four unharnessed horses said to Leng Ning to wait a moment, then turned and hurried into the shop to prepare the food she wanted.
Leng Ning lifted up the car curtain to take a look at Tianci, who was already sleeping soundly. Her eyes finally fell on Jiu'er, and she pulled up the thin blanket covering the two of them. She hesitated for a moment, but finally reached out with her right hand, lifting Jiu'er's arms.
sleeves.
Through the lights in the courtyard, one could vaguely see the strange bright red bloody patterns on his arms. After leaving Wantong Escort Agency, they had already risen more than an inch up his arms, reaching the center of his elbows.
The tip of his brow furrowed, Leng Ning gently put down the sleeve he was holding in his hand, pinched Jiu'er's wrist with his fingers, slowly raised his wrist, reached out with the fingers of his left hand, and pulled away his slightly curled fingers.
Look closely at the light.
I saw that the knuckles on his palms were slender, and there was only a little bit of extra fat on the entire fingers. The finger bones were not protruding like those of ordinary men, and the nails were round and clean. The shape of his hands was so beautiful that even women would be jealous.
Of course, that was not what Leng Ning really cared about. Her eyes quickly focused on his fingertips. As a result, she did not see any trace of calluses, not to mention the fingertips, or even his entire palm.
There is a little bit of thin cocoon.
Could it be said that the broken blade was not caused by him?!
Leng Ning thought to himself, but he still reached out his hand uneasily and gently caressed his fingertips and palms with his fingertips. His skin was slightly cool and soft to the touch, and there was really no stiffness at all.
Frowning more and more, Leng Ning carefully put down Jiu'er's palm, turned around and jumped out of the car again, closed the car curtain, and moved his legs and feet, which were suffering from poor blood flow.