This is the twenty-first time that Zhao Rong looks back.
The reason why I remember it so clearly.
It's because the follower behind him has new tricks every time.
Or he was so frightened that he turned his back, took a few steps back and pretended to be frightened, then quietly turned back, and was startled again.
Or he hurriedly turned aside, grabbed a small light fan from a roadside stall, and fanned himself fiercely, causing the stall owner next to him to look at him strangely.
Either he braked hastily, stumbled and almost fell over, then hurriedly regained his balance and stood in the middle of the street, looking up at the sky at a 180-degree angle, causing everyone nearby to stop and look up with curiosity on their faces.
And this is the twenty-first time that Zhao Rong looks back.
"boom."
"Boom."
She bumped into a pine tree by the roadside, causing a squirrel to jump away with its paws. The half-eaten pine cone fell freely and hit her poor head with a man's hair.
Zhao Rong was amazed.
Just pretend we haven't discovered it yet.
Zhao Rong and Liu Sanbian had a meal at Zangzhoupu and left in a hurry to start their journey north. Not long after they left, Zhao Rong discovered the follower behind them.
At first, Zhao Rong thought they were just on the same road, but now they have been traveling for two days. They even turned into a less traveled path in the deep mountains and forests under Liu Sanbian's guidance. She was still following the two of them, Zhao Rong
No matter how dull you are, you still know what's going on.
It was mid-afternoon.
Cool breeze blows.
The pine forest rustled along the roadside.
A clear spring flows between the rocks.
At this time, there was no one else on the road except Zhao Rong and the follower hanging behind.
"Brother Sanbian, wait for me for a while."
Zhao Rong looked helpless, turned around and walked towards the old unfortunate guy under the tree who had a red forehead and pain in his head. He covered his forehead with one hand and his head with the other, with his little head shrunk and tears filling his eyes.
Oh, so... so stupid.
At this moment, Su Xiaoxiao was still sitting on the ground, biting her lower lip, wrinkled her face, and looked up at the tall pine tree in front of her, her eyes full of grievance.
"Hey, why are you following me?"
Su Xiaoxiao jumped in fright, carried the bamboo basket on her back, aimed in a random direction, and ran away with her head buried in the air.
"stop."
The fox-eyed girl immediately stopped and stood there at a loss.
Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows, hey, he's quite obedient.
"Turn around."
The fox-eyed girl's slender body trembled slightly, but she still obeyed the instructions, but still lowered her little head and stared at the toes of her shoes, as if trying to see the flowers.
"look up."
Su Xiaoxiao's eyes widened and her nose felt sour. He, why is he so fierce...
but.
Finally, he succumbed to the power of the bad guy in front of him, raised his head, looked at Zhao Rong with a fierce expression, and sniffed.
Eyes facing each other.
"Don't follow me anymore."
Zhao Rong's face was serious, but when he saw the originally fair little face of the doormat in front of him, his forehead was red and some skin was worn; the tip of his nose was red and he was sucking from time to time; his pink lips were red and he wanted to bite them... ahem,
No, this doesn't count; the frames of his eyes were red, as if something was swirling inside, and he couldn't help but feel weak.
"Hurry back to Qiantang Mountain and stop wandering around outside. You may not be able to run away if that happens again next time."
Su Xiaoxiao looked at Zhao Rong blankly.
After Zhao Rong finished speaking, he thought about it and felt that he had nothing more to say, so he turned around and walked back, but before he had taken two steps, someone pulled the clothes around his waist.
When he turned around, what caught his eye was a pair of narrow fox eyes that captured the heart.
Zhao Rong read in a miscellaneous book that fox eyes are also called charming eyes. They can be divided into evil eyes and good eyes, both of which are images of evil. The evil eyes are the most restraining, while the good eyes are more seductive. The evil eyes are shrewd.
Smooth in life, exquisite in all aspects. Good eyes, born charming, able to seduce people's hearts, and bring peach blossoms.
The book does not explain in detail how to distinguish them, but the fox-eyed girl in front of me, who is so stupid that even Zhao Rong is worried about her, probably has a good eye.
At this moment, the tears that had been swirling in her charming eyes had surged out like a broken dam.
Begonia wet with tears.
Sobbing and choking.
"Xiaoxiao won't come back, wuwu, Xiaoxiao won't come back, Xiaoxiao is going to find her grandma, the clansmen on the mountain won't play with Xiaoxiao, and the clan leader wants to marry Xiaoxiao to a man-eating monster, wuwu, in the world
Only grandma is good to Xiaoxiao, wuwu, Xiaoxiao wants to go to grandma, wuwu..."
Su Xiaoxiao's two small hands tightly grabbed the waistband of Scholar Zhao Rong's robe. She had always been timid and timid before, but now she didn't know where she borrowed the courage. Her little face soaked in tears was full of stubbornness.
"No, please let go first, don't do this."
"Wuwu, Xiaoxiao doesn't know the way. You can take Xiaoxiao to Duyou City, or Xiaoxiao can follow behind. Wuwu."
"Oh, oh, oh, let go quickly. Damn, let go quickly."
"Humph, I won't."
"Let go, let go, don't, don't, don't... don't pull on my belt! Stop!"
"..."
The two of them were chatting in the woods beside the road, "Qingqing, me, me, me."
If someone happens to be passing by on the road at this time, they will definitely find this scene: a handsome man is anxiously unbuckling the waistband of another man. The latter also has an equally anxious face. The two of them, with their four hands, are going back and forth around the waist.
You are in front of me and I am behind, passionate.
I believe that most people will blurt out "Barking, it stains my eyes, the world is really declining, and people's hearts are not ancient!"
Zhao Rong grabbed his belt hard and resisted desperately to protect his innocence.
He looked around hurriedly while "tug of war".
There were no signs of pedestrians passing by at the front or rear. I don’t know whether Brother Sanbian was doing it intentionally or not, but his back was facing this way. I don’t know if it was an illusion, but why was he standing so far away?
It's too late to think about it.
The little girl in front of him didn't know where she got such strength. Zhao Rong felt that his pants were about to fall down. He hurriedly took out a hand to hold them down, but she pulled his belt again...
"No, no, no, no, grandma, stop talking!"
"No, no, not Xiaoxiao, bad guy, have you never been Xiaoxiao?"
Why does this sound so weird?
But he had no time to think.
"I'm letting go of you!"
"Tear~tear~"
"..." Su Xiaoxiao.
"..." Zhao Rong.
Su Xiaoxiao had just succeeded in twisting a melon, but before she had time to taste whether it was sweet or not, she felt happy and without holding back her hands, she tore off the belt of the bad guy in front of her along with a piece of his robe...
Great, now I finally don't have to worry about my belt, because the robe is torn and there's no point in tying it, and the pants underneath will still be exposed.
Su Xiaoxiao shrank her hand, looked down at the trophy in her hand, and cautiously raised her head to look at Zhao Rong.
Zhao Rong looked at her expressionlessly.
At this moment, his moon-white scholar's robe was open without any belt restraints, revealing the pure white underwear underneath. Although it was not exposed, it was still very indecent to a scholar.
Su Xiaoxiao glanced at it, hurriedly lowered her head, stretched out a small, white fist, tentatively handed it forward to Zhao Rong's hand, and shook it twice.
He was holding a ball of clothes in his little fist.
The disheveled scholar looked at her expressionlessly.
The fox-eyed girl stuck out her tongue and retracted her hands angrily. Suddenly, she opened her mouth and as if a sudden inspiration came to her, she hurriedly lowered her head to untie her belt.
The expression is eager to try.
The cold-faced scholar was shocked and grabbed her hand in panic.