The wanton life of ninety's evil wife

Chapter 19, She Killed, He Buried

Therefore, when Zhi An, who was sweating profusely, panting, and blushing, appeared in front of Zhao Yu who was concentrating on weaving bamboo baskets, Zhao Yu's heart clenched along with Zhi An's heavy breathing.

If you're so anxious, is something serious happening to their family?

"Take your time, drink your saliva first when you enter the house!"

Zhian bent down, pressed the uncomfortable abdomen, and waved his hands weakly, "Are you... are you free... come with me... go save someone!"

"Who are you saving? Where is the person? Tell me briefly what's going on first?" Zhao Yu looked down at Zhi'an's chest, which heaved violently.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down, Zhao Yu swallowed without a trace, then bent down suddenly, and hugged Zhi'an.

"Oh, what are you doing!" Her body flew into the air, she instinctively held her breath, and wrapped her arms tightly around Zhao Yu's neck.

"You take a break at my house first, take it easy~!" Zhao Yu lowered his head and took a deep look at Zhi An, who was blushing because of the strenuous exercise, and then hugged her into his house involuntarily.

After carefully placing it on the kang, he placed a towel on his own, as if to wipe Zhi'an's sweat.

"I'll do it, I'll do it," Zhi'an's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly raised his hand to stop the big hand that was reaching out to him: "I'll do it myself."

Maybe even Zhi An didn't know that the panic and heartbeat she felt every time she had an encounter with Zhao Yu was a sign that she had already fallen in love with Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu's pale gray pupils shrank slightly, but he didn't refuse.

"What are you talking about saving people? Who is it?"

The cool and crisp voice was neither urgent nor slow, like silver beads falling on a jade plate, it was really pleasant to hear, and Zhi An felt that his beating heart also calmed down, and the aches and pains all over his body seemed to subside.

All her eyes were the slender figure who was pouring water for her.

"You're thirsty, drink some water."

By the time An returned to her senses, a bamboo cup had landed firmly on her lips, and the full mountain spring exuded a seductive sweetness.

With his parched mouth, Zhian gulped down the hand that Zhao Yu sent over.

"~Hi~ Cool."

Zhi An sighed contentedly, it would be even better if he could have another cup like this.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, she really didn't eat anything except the sweet potato, and after running so fast, it would be polite to say that she is not thirsty.

As soon as he raised his head, Zhi'an's eyes met a pair of eyes full of doting, the light gray eyes were alienated, shining with bits and pieces of light, making it hard to ignore.

After settling down, he quickly turned his head to avoid it, his thoughts were confused for a while, he didn't know what to say, so he just asked casually: "Aunt Zhao is not at home."

After this question, both of them were stunned. Zhao Yu asked so many times what happened and didn't answer him.

Instead, he asked about his mother coming?Does this mean to chat about family matters?
But then Zhao Yu came to his senses and brought the topic back: "Not here, she went to the forest to chop bamboo. Didn't you say you were saving people? What's going on?"

"Cough~!"

Until An Run's throat was still a little dry, his eyes paused when he glanced at the water jar in his house, he really wanted to drink it in one breath!
"I'll drink it for you later, drinking too much in one breath is not good for your health."

Zhao Yu suddenly opened his eyes to explain.

"Oh, it's all right, I'm not thirsty!" Zhi'an was a little hypocritical when his thoughts were seen through, "Aren't we going to play in the reservoir together today? Then..."

Zhi'an told Zhao Yu exactly what happened today.

Finally, he said: "I really heard someone calling for help, but my brother didn't believe it. He was afraid of danger, saying that the tomb robbers were scary and so on. He insisted on discussing it with my mother. I wondered if their delay could be explained. People just belched in the tomb, so I came to you."

"You want the two of us to save people now?"

There was no expression on Zhao Yu's delicate face, and there was no emotion in his words.

Only then did Zhi An realize that he hadn't considered that thoroughly.

Not to mention that the person to be rescued is a tomb robber, how to save it, and what to do after it is saved?
Not to mention what if this person is a bad person and he wants to kill them after saving him?
Even whether there is such a person is a question mark, because all this is deduced by Zhian's sixth sense. Her sixth sense feels that there is a person who is injured and needs her help, that's it.

It's amazing.

And the so-called "hearing help" was just fabricated for the purpose of raising Zhao Yu's chips for her.

Alas, there are so many unknown factors.

Will Zhao Yu follow her to take risks just based on her one-sided words?
Or, is she adding some benefits or something else?
"Wait for me, I'm ready."

Turning around and scooping up another glass of water for Zhi'an, Zhao Yu turned around and walked towards the side house he built himself.

His girl needs help, how can he say no?
If she dared to kill someone, he dared to bury the corpse, let alone go to the depths of the forest to save people.

It's just that the delivery of the fifty bamboo baskets requested by the owner of the grocery store in the town seems to be half a day late.

That's it, agree?

Zhi An was startled again.

Doesn't this person need to ask to make sure, or think about it more?

He... actually believed in himself so much!
A warm current flowed across Mu Ran's heart, moistening Zhi'an's heart without haste.

Fortunately, this era is still the era in which true love comes first. This era is not yet the era in the future where true love is regarded as licking dogs and interests are paramount.

Zhi'an is grateful for Zhao Yu's decision-making.

Rope, candles, two small pulleys, and most importantly, a knife.

"Okay, let's go now!" Zhao Yu carried a bundle of hemp rope on his back and held a machete about one foot long in his hand. His eyes were burning: "Wait a minute, I'll leave a message for Mom."

As he spoke, he found a piece of charcoal and wrote on the ground by the door.

"Well, then do I have to go back and leave a note for my brother or something?"

"Leave it alone, don't make them worry, just say..." Being with me reassures them.

Zhao Yu was halfway through, but Mu Ran paused again, Chang An didn't like him getting too close to his sister.

Zhian waited and saw that he did not intend to speak, so he immediately walked towards his home.

Zhao Yu closed the door at the back, and paused when his eyes fell on the small but sharp bamboo knife next to the bamboo basket.

His girl trusts him so much, he must protect her well!

Bending down and putting the Miknife into his waist, Zhao Yu locked the door and ran towards Zhi'an's house.

The mothers of the two brothers and sisters were earning money in the quarry, and if Chang An wanted to discuss with his mother, it would be best if he did not go home directly.

It's just that there is a problem with how to write this message. Zhi'an standing at the door of his house is a little confused. If they want to go to the reservoir, they will definitely be worried, and maybe they will follow the past to make this trip.

Ah~!

Speaking of going shopping, according to Chang'an's temperament, he would definitely go door to door to find her back.

If you can't find it, it's another matter.

Zhian was a little depressed.

My brother loves like a mountain, but it is also very annoying to be nagged all the time!

"Why don't you just say I need your help with something?"

After all, they are bamboo horses who grew up together, and they can see what Zhian is struggling with at a glance.

(End of this chapter)