When Chunniang saw Xiao Qiao not moving, she helped her up.

Xiao Qiao bent down and walked out of the carriage like a marionette.

There was a stove in the carriage, but it still couldn't resist the cold weather outside. In addition, since I woke up early and sat in the carriage for a long time, Xiao Qiao's calves and feet were actually slightly numb. As soon as she landed on the ground, her legs became weak and she was a little unstable. Wei Shao didn't say a word, raised his arm and held her in his arms. He then untied the thick cloak with his body temperature, and "huh" it, from head to toe, covering her whole body tightly and then took her in.

The travelers who were on the floor in the lobby of the store did not see Xiao Qiao. They only saw the tall man with his head and face tightly tied in his arms and covered in cloaks, quickly passing by from the near side and leading him to the inner hall.

Everyone knows that this is a woman. Although her head and face are covered and her figure is invisible, a skirt is still exposed under the cloak. The fabric is expensive, with exquisite branches of dogwood embroidered on the skirt, and a faint fragrance that seems to be there and not disappears for a long time.

At first, the lobby was silent. After the traveler watched the backs of the men and women disappear from sight, gradually, some people started to cough, some turned over, and some people couldn't help but smack their lips enviously, wanting to talk about a few erotic words with people nearby. Suddenly, a group of healthy Wuhan men rushed into the door, all of whom were fierce, and knew that they should be the followers of the men and women just now, and suddenly they were silent.

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Wei Shao's pace was a bit big at the beginning. At first, Xiao Qiao was held by him and could still keep up. Later, he walked faster and faster, and Xiao Qiao's pace also became stumbled. If it weren't for his arm clamping his waist, he would have fallen many times long ago.

When he arrived at the door, Wei Shao dragged Xiao Qiao and stepped in. Xiao Qiao was covered in his head and face and couldn't see the road clearly. He didn't remind her, and his feet were tripped by the threshold. He fell into his arms and was almost half-carried and half-mopping by him. He felt his waist loosen and he let her go.

Losing his strength to rely on him, Xiao Qiao threw himself on the bed.

The drowsiness that was in the carriage at first and the confusion that he was when he first met him had disappeared.

Xiao Qiao said "Ouch" and raised her hand to pull off the outer cloak that was still covering her head and face, revealing a little dizzy head, turning her head angrily and shouting at him: "What are you doing! I can't walk without legs!"

Wei Shao stared at her, suddenly dragged her over, turned over, and pressed her on the edge of the bed. Xiao Qiao didn't react. Two "slap" sounds, Wei Shao raised his hand and slapped her buttocks and thrust them up.

Her skirt was covered with a layer of soft silk cotton that was filled with cold protection. But even with the layer of silk cotton, her buttocks still felt a burning pain.

It can be seen how heavy he is.

These two slaps completely stunned Xiao Qiao. At first, they lay there motionless. After a while, they slowly turned around, opened their eyes wide, and looked at the man who had hit the man with a gloomy face and said word by word: "You, hit me? You actually hit me?"

Her voice was full of disbelief, and there was a hint of grievance and anger of humiliation.

After saying that, the man got up from the bed.

"You hit me? You hit me!"

Thinking about the humiliation scene of being beaten up by him for no reason, Xiao Qiao's cheeks turned red, and he continued to shout randomly, clenched his hands, and his fists fell on his shoulders and chest like raindrops.

Wei Shao stood opposite her in front of the bed, looking at her with his eyes, letting her fists fall on her chest without stopping. When she gradually panted, her fists became soft and powerless. The originally tight expression finally slowly soothed. Suddenly, he stretched out his arms, hugged her tightly into his arms, lowered his head to her ears, and said hoarsely: "Have you made enough trouble?"

Xiao Qiao was angry. Although she had no strength, she was reluctant to let him hug her well. She shouted "No, no" and struggled hard again. A fist accidentally hit his arm on one side. Seeing him "hissing", her face showed pain. Then she remembered that the tentacles were strange when she just dropped her hands. It seemed that there was a layer of things inside. She was slightly stunned. Finally, she stopped struggling, glanced at his arm, hummed, and asked him, "Is it hurt again?"

After she asked, she didn't respond when she saw him, but just continued to stare at herself. Slowly, she grinned at her and smiled, with her expression full of pleasure.

Xiao Qiao's back hair suddenly stood up. Then he took it and the two fell on the bed together.

This house was vacated by the owner's new house, whose son, who had just married his wife last year, was separated from the guest house in front, and was separated from the courtyard in the middle, which was quite quiet. The furniture inside the house was also new, and the bed was framed by pine wood, but somewhere was a bit loose. As soon as the two pressed down, the foot of the bed made a slight creak.

Wei Shao kissed her and forced her to kiss her. The kiss was extremely heavy and he wanted to suck her fragrant tongue off, as if he wanted to swallow her into his stomach in one mouthful.

Xiao Qiao was still full of anger, not to mention that such a kissing method was not at all attractive to her, and it was simply torture. She refused to let him kiss. He insisted on being pressed by him, just like a deer under the claws of a tiger. She was forced to kiss for a moment, and struggled to break free from one arm and raised her hand to hit the wound on his arm.

This time she did it on purpose. Wei Shao probably suffered a pain. His body slighted and finally stopped.

Xiao Qiao took the opportunity to break free from his arms that he hugged him, got up and hugged in the bed against the wall, staring at him.

Wei Shao touched his injured arm and smiled bitterly. Then, he slowly got up, leaned against the head of the bed, turned his face slightly, and looked at her.

"You don't ask, how did I meet you here?"

After a moment, he asked slowly.

Xiao Qiao said: "I don't want to know!"

Wei Shao said: "I came south to pick you up."

Xiao Qiao was stunned, then pouted: "My grandmother must have sent you to pick you up. I know you are not happy. It's really hard for you."

Wei Shao shook his head: "I want to pick you up by myself."

Xiao Qiao glanced at him squintly.

"I……"

Wei Shao seemed to hesitate and paused halfway through his words.

"I miss you very much. I almost want to think about you."

He stared at her, slowly, word by word.

I never thought that he would say such things, and when he saw that he was serious and serious.

Xiao Qiao was inevitably a little surprised and felt awkward all over.

Seeing him finish speaking, his eyes looked at him without blinking. His cheeks couldn't help but slowly burned. He turned his face unnaturally, avoided his attention, and hummed in a low voice: "I don't believe it. Use good words to smear honey to coax people!"

Wei Shao looked at her cheeks that had flushed, and his voice became gentler unconsciously: "Have you ever heard me say good things to coax women? I really want to see you as soon as possible."

Xiao Qiao glanced at him with a corner of her eyes, and her beautiful and delicate pointed chin was still holding, without saying a word.

Wei Shao said, "You don't know that I returned to Yuyang from Shangdang Expedition. Before I arrived, I left the army halfway and rushed day and night. Finally, I returned home ten days early. When I got home, it was midnight. I was the first to see you. When I entered the house, I realized that you were not at home. I couldn't sleep well on those nights. I kept thinking about you, and I had no other intentions during the day. I missed you to the core. My grandmother probably saw it, so she asked me to go.

Take you. I immediately went south, traveling day and night, almost running a few horses to death, and finally arrived at your home in Dongjun, but you had already gone to the Lingbi. I rushed to the Lingbi again, and after many twists and turns in the middle, I heard that you had returned to the north. I was unwilling to accept that I went after you chase you again, and I stayed asleep. I finally chased you all the way and encountered the Yellow River again. At first I thought you had crossed the river, but I was trapped on the south bank, and I was in my heart..."

He frowned and sighed long: "Luckily, it was just a false alarm. It turned out that you were walking slowly than me. Finally, I asked me to pick you up."

Xiao Qiao was really surprised this time and stared at him in a daze.

"You are the first one when I treat women like this."

After Wei Shao finished speaking, he leaned against the head of the bed and opened his arms at her: "Come here!"

His appearance seemed to be waiting for him to rush into his arms.

Xiao Qiao was a little amused and crying by him, and her face turned red and her ears were hot, and her heart was like a deer. She then thumped twice. Suddenly, she remembered the scene when the two of them first met, and suddenly became angry again. She slapped him off the arm that stretched towards him and said angrily: "Then you met me just now, you still hit me..."

The word "buttock" was really ashamed to say. She bit her lip and stared at him with dissatisfaction.

Wei Shao said, "I'm also calling you a hit? Just a reminder! I'm out of war, and my life and death are still unknown, but you left me and returned to Yanzhou without saying a word! I'm chasing you all the way, and I'm afraid you'll get an accident on the way, and I wish I could get you earlier. Finally, I saw you, who told me to be cold! You really think you have no conscience!"

Xiao Qiao's voice had softened, but his attitude was still unwilling to relax. He snorted: "I just don't believe what you said! You clearly lied to me first last time. Why were you still angry with me before leaving Yuyang?"

Wei Shao stared at her, and suddenly, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, he raised his hand to cover his arm, and a look of great pain appeared on his face.

Xiao Qiao was scared and didn't want to pay attention. But seeing that he was really in pain again, he finally couldn't bear it and asked, "What happened to you on the road? Is your arm seriously injured?"

Wei Shao nodded: "I went to Lingbi to find you. I met your sister's husband. I had some misunderstandings and started fighting. He hurt me."

Xiao Qiao was shocked and asked, "How could you fight? Is he okay?"

After Xiao Qiao finished asking, seeing Wei Shao staring at him and his face was not good again, Fang Jue lost his mouth and changed his words to remedy: "How are you hurt?"

Wei Shao then said, "He is fine. I was fine either. I was fine. I didn't care about dealing with the wound on the road these days to chase you. Now it hurts again..."

Xiao Qiao looked at him.

"Come here and help me see the wound!"

He said, stretching out another hand towards her.

Xiao Qiao bit her lip, but at first it was still motionless. Seeing that his hand was stretching towards him, stubbornly stopped in the air. After hesitating for a while, he finally slowly crawled towards him. Climbing near him, Wei Shao grabbed her arm, dragged her to his chest, and let out a long breath.

Xiao Qiao struggled a little, then softened her heart and quietly lay on his chest. He listened to the sound of his heart beating in his ears, and slowly closed his eyes.
Chapter completed!