Hongye pulled his collar over his hand, and the fragrance of a thousand-faced demon kept floating from the tip of his nose, "Yan'er is your woman, right? You have no physical contact with Yingying. It is because of the loyalty to Yao'er that I didn't touch them, right?"

"Well……"

"She is so devoted to you, so you shouldn't let her down. For her, can you stop provoking other women? You have already made me look down on you, can you stop doing something that makes me look down on you even more?"

Hengfu opened his mouth in surprise, "I..."

"What are you?"

Hengfu rolled his eyes and muttered, "After all, I am her master. I can do whatever I want, what should I do for her?"

With just one sentence, Hongye was completely angry and pressed him to the ground with his backhand, and grabbed him and beat him up.

Touching—

A punch hit his cheek.

Hengfu shouted, "What are you doing? You're crazy!"

When he just finished his first punch and wanted to do it again, he found something was wrong.

Heavy stains were faintly oozing from Hengfu's left shoulder.

Hongye looked at his wound strangely, "Why is your wounded place the same as the demon?"

Hengfu narrowed his eyes and glared at him, "Don't you understand? This is called deep love between master and servant."

When he heard this, the smell of vinegar instantly filled his chest. He pulled his collar angrily, pinched his throat with one hand, and his teeth were chewed.

Sudden--

The two of them caught a glimpse of a little woman squatting beside them, holding her cheeks with both hands, and looking at them with obsession.

The two looked at her speechlessly and saw two nosebleeds hanging on her nose.

Hongye narrowed his eyes and asked, "My wife, are you injured or angry?"

Ruan Qingai hurriedly wiped his nose and shouted, "You guys keep going, don't worry about me! Keep hurting each other, I love to watch!"

Two men don’t know each other without fighting, they will be beaten and beaten, and they will be beaten to bed, and this is the case.

Hongye threw the person awkwardly and stood up.

Hengfu covered his shoulders and was unable to move.

After all, the major injury has just recovered, and the wound has been combined with fierce force many times, so it is difficult to replenish the vitality even if it is replenished.

Hengfu coughed twice, "I'll go to the carriage to sleep for a while, cough cough..."

Ruan Qingai was generous, "Go and go, look at your thin body, even I feel sorry for you. Mr. Hongye, don't you feel sorry for you? Don't you feel regretful in your heart?"

"Why do I regret him? You don't know if he owes him?"

Ruan Qingai asked strangely, "Where did he owe him? You should tell me!"

"That guy said he wanted to have a baby with you!" Hongye was furious, "He clearly had a beloved maid, and his maid was so affectionate about him. Why did he betray her? Do you think he shouldn't be beaten?"

Ruan Qingai looked over his head and saw a large green area.

She scratched her head and asked, "Don't tell me, you two are fighting for the same woman?"

Hongye suddenly blushed.

Ruan Qingai thought for a while and knocked on her hand, "1v2? It feels good, and it looks very touching. It's over, I want to see it!"

Hongye was stunned for a moment, and he stared at her blankly, "Little girl."

"Um?"

"What the hell is there in your mind?"

Ruan Qingai covered her little face shyly, "Hate it! Don't expose me--"

After saying that, she jumped and ran away, leaving behind a man with an awkward look on her back speechlessly.

The rescue activities lasted for about three days, and the Northern Passage finally settled down.

The tents were laid firmly, and some of the Northern Crossing Army set out to hunt in Beijunshan.

Beilin is the foot of Beijun Mountain. Behind Beilin, there is also a Xiaochuan River leading to Pinghu Lake. Although the Chuan River is frozen all year round, the temperature is not as thick as the Bingjue Lake. The ice on the lake is at most ten centimeters thick and it can be broken with one hit. The fish resources under the Chuan River are also very rich.

In a word, Beilin is really suitable for people to live in.

But at the moment, as soon as Bei Xiaohan left, Luohen said that he wanted them to go back to Bei Pai and return to their cliff city.

This person has come, and he still wants to ask them to leave? Is it possible?

I don’t know what it means to invite God to send him to God?

Ruan Qingai was embarrassed to ask someone to leave. After all, the relationship was so close. What should I do if I say this?

Her image in the Northern Frontier army cannot be shattered by a few words.

So now, she can only sit outside the pavilion and do her clothes with a whimper.

Every time this comes, Ruan Qingai will think of Jian Fen.

If she was punished, her Jian Hanhan would help her share the burden.

With so many clothes, when will she wash? Not only the clothes, but also the bed, quilt, and sheets.

Ruan Qingai looked up and Luohen sat at the desk in the room, drinking fragrant tea and reading books.

The two brothers in Qingguo Qingcheng shook their heads and sighed, and put them on their ears and coaxed them, "Sir, please listen to our young master. I'll tell you to say a few words, how difficult it would be to let the wolf king go back to Beisai? He didn't listen to you very much!"

"If you listen, the environment of Biya City is not as good as that of Beilin. I have finally become the perfect goddess in the hearts of the Beishi Army. If I drive people over and drive them away, I will be speechless next time! Why don't you understand my difficulties?"

Qingcheng exhaled, "Just contact them less? It is already a great favor for us to help them escape the cold wind. What else do you need to say in front of them?"

Ruan Qingai shook her head, "I'd better do laundry!"

Qingcheng sighed and shook his head.

He flew down and shouted, "Sir, I'll help you."

Qingcheng hurriedly stopped him, "Can't help."

He stared at him, "Why?"

"My young master said that if someone else pretends to be a lie, she will have to wash it three times!"

"..." Yingying was so angry that she stomped her feet, "What's this about a husband who was in a backdoor? Don't he know that my adult is the wife's owner? How could he get married into a wife's owner do such physical work? Is it a good thing?"

Qingcheng smiled with his hips, "So what if you go into the door? After all, my young master is the eldest grandson of the emperor."

"..." Yingying Nu Nu's mouth, "Sir, I can't help you. Yingying is useless."

Ruan Qingai smiled bitterly, "It's good to have the intention, it's good to have the intention. Miss Yingying, go catch butterflies and play with it. I'll almost finish washing with a few sets of sheets!"

"Hmph! I'll go and talk to my master! Sir, don't be afraid, Mr. Luohen doesn't love you, I'll let my master love you! When you have time, go to my master to drink good wine—"

"I know!"

After leaving, Ruan Qingai's smile fell down again, pouting, muttering, "I don't know where my Jian Hanhan is now, are you doing well?"

While saying that, she moved the chair to the corner of the courtyard and spoke to the snowman, "How do you endure your master's bad temper? Can you teach me a few times? If you have a spirit, remember to send me a dream to me at night, so let's scold him together in the dream?"

Qingguo sighed, carried two buckets of hot water to exchange her for hot water, and quietly kicked her waist.

Ruan Qingai was stunned and turned her head and muttered, "What are you doing?"

"Shh--" Qingguo kicked her waist again.

Ruan Qingai looked down and saw the graphite pendant hanging on his waist.

Blink.

What does this mean?

She doesn't understand a little!

Qingguo was still winking her, blinking, and his eyelids were almost worn by him.

Ruan Qingai looked at the graphite pendant again, pushed the washing basin, wiped his little hands and flew into the house, "Uncle!"

Luohen glared at her with a stern face, "Have you washed your clothes?"

"I haven't finished washing, so I'll take a break. My hands are sore!" Ruan Qingai sat next to him and asked with his chin, "Master, do you think my brush calligraphy is ugly?"

Luohen's mouth buckled slightly, "Hmph, do you know that your words are ugly?"
Chapter completed!