"There are a lot of things, and I don't know where Chu Chu has gone." Xiu Xiu gathered all the things together, but she always took one thing and couldn't take that one. She wished she had more hands.
"Ah..." Suddenly there was a scream.
Xin Jifeng rushed out of the warehouse at lightning speed. When he saw Xiu Xiu falling on the ground, he suddenly turned into a volcano: "If you can't get it, won't you find someone to help you get it? Why are you trying to be strong? You know how pigs die.
?Stupid as hell.”
"Ah..." Xiuxiu was rubbing her sore foot when she was suddenly scolded and looked at Xin Jifeng stupidly.
When she came to her senses, she was already lying on Xin Jifeng's back.
And in his hand, he held what she wanted to take.
"Um, myself..." Xiuxiu was a little tongue-tied. She wanted to say that the man and woman did not kiss each other, so it was not etiquette to carry her behind her back.
However, it doesn't seem right.
He was carrying her not because he wanted to eat her, but because she had a sprained foot.
So, should she thank him, or scold him for being shameless and shameless?
"Shut up." Xin Jifeng was annoyed. God knows how he, who lives on the edge of a knife, could feel compassion for an unrelated person.
If the person on his back were a lively and beautiful beauty, he could laugh at himself and say that it is human nature to die under peonies.
But this is a child who hasn't grown up yet. Is he fourteen years old?
His preference is very normal. He likes beauties with good figures, not unopened little ones!
"Oh." Xiuxiu obediently swallowed the word "thank you" on her lips.
The two of them walked in silence until they arrived at Luomei Court.
"We're here." Xin Jiefeng said coldly, and without waiting for Xiuxiu to react, he grabbed her arm, picked her up from his back and put her back on the ground.
Then all the things he held in his hands were piled into Xiuxiu's arms, and whatever he couldn't put down was thrown on the ground. Until his hands were empty, he turned around and left without saying a word.
"Well..." Xiuxiu watched him leave, and did not say a word of thanks in the end, "What a weirdo. I'll thank him again next time I see him."
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Another three to five days passed in a flash.
On this day, the sun was setting in the west, and the afterglow was only in the sky, dots of red.
When Murong Xitian rushed back after a long journey, Xia Ziluo was sitting leisurely on the imperial concubine chair in Cang Hao's room, humming a ditty that he had never heard before, but which was very artistic.
"When you are half drunk and half awake, you can still hold back the smiles in your eyes... How much love you can leave in the world, welcome the changes in your life, and do happy things with your lover, no matter whether it is a calamity or fate..."
"This song is quite good..." Murong Xitian strode into the room. The moment his eyes fell on Xia Ziluo's pretty face, a faint smile bloomed on his lips.
Do happy things with your lover, don't ask whether it's calamity or destiny...
Is this her inner voice, or is it?
Murong Xitian thought that it might be her voice, and couldn't help but look a little excited: "Luo'er..."
"Do you like it? This is where we are... no, it's a word I saw in a miscellaneous book. I thought it was very good, so I hummed a few words casually." Xia Ziluo almost bit his tongue with guilt.
Damn, lying is not something everyone can do!
She can't travel back in time to people in novels, claim other people's songs as her own, and then show off in all kinds of ways. She can use songs to win the title of talented woman, or to charm emperors, generals, etc.
