The most beautiful daughter-in-law of space peasant women, Shanlihan

Chapter 702

afternoon……

Lin Qiaoyun left the school and drove the carriage back to Huiyan Village. After lunch, she decided to go to the outskirts of the city again.

The place reported by the lady is indeed a secluded and quiet place. The house was left by Xiao Wen's grandfather back then, and now it is lent to the Zheng family.

When I came to the door, I heard the sound of shouting and shouting inside, sonorous and powerful, it really seemed like that after practicing.

The guard at the school at the door knew Lin Qiaoyun, "Sister Lin, I'll go in and report."

"Hey, no need, I'll just go in and take a look, so I don't need to disturb the students' study." Lin Qiaoyun raised her hand, stopped the guards, and went into the house secretly alone.

The nine-curved corridor in the house is still some distance away from the place where the students practice martial arts. As Lin Qiaoyun walked, she admired the imperial residence of Xiao Wen’s grandfather Wu Zhuangyuan. They all depict many martial arts moves, swords, guns, swords and halberds.

The wind in early summer is refreshing and dry, and it is very comfortable, especially in the antique corridor, every minute has a kind of poetic, romantic impulse.

Turning around a corner, Lin Qiaoyun really saw the romance.

The protagonist is exactly the butterfly I was looking for, Jiao Hengyuan.

Under the long covered corridor, on top of the red beams, a woman climbed up and wanted to step on a flower blooming on a branch. Her feet couldn't help slipping, and she fell backwards. She let out a low exclamation and fell into the man's broad chest as soon as she fell.

At that time, the four eyes were facing each other, a pair of eyes full of autumn water, and a pair of clear eyes of stars, staring at each other, as if they had traveled through a long time.

Her blue hair is still-wrapped-wrapped around his arms, and his breathing has already landed on her neck. The plain skirt is blown by the wind, fluttering, as if there is nothing there, stirring the breath beside her. Dark green brocade gown.

"You...thank you." The woman blushed inexplicably, dropped her toes to the ground, thanked her softly, and moved her steps to move away from the man's embrace.

"No, you're welcome." The man is not good at expressing, his dull handsome face is also blushing, but when he was about to put down the woman, he suddenly picked her up again, enough Sharply, the figure moved like the wind.

"Ah..." The woman exclaimed, thinking that she had met a frivolous Deng Tuzi again, so the moment she landed, she raised her plain hand and slapped the man across the face.

The man was stunned on the spot, then quickly pulled away from his body, and apologized in a low voice, "I offended the girl."

At that time, the woman saw not far behind her, where she was standing just now, there was a small dark green snake.

Pfft... Lin Qiaoyun hid in the dark, covered her mouth and beat the pillar, holding back her laughter until she got internal injuries.

It was such a wonderful plot just now, and the brain-filling pictures are so beautiful, but the reality is often reversed to the point where people laugh out loud.

The colorful butterfly picked flowers, Jiao Hengyuan was a hero to save the beauty, and in the end he was slapped. Looking at the distorted expression on the colorful butterfly's face, Lin Qiaoyun tightly covered her mouth and twitched her shoulders.

"Jiao... Mr. Jiao, I, I... I'm so sorry." Cai Die's blushing face at this time was definitely not shyness, but shame and embarrassment, and she didn't know how to explain it.

Said that he misunderstood that the other party wanted to be frivolous, or that his brain was too rich and ungrateful, Cai Die burst into tears.

Jiao Hengyuan twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling a little pain on his face, and then returned to his dull expression, "It's okay."

At this moment, looking at the clear slap marks on his face, he knew how merciless Cai Die's slap was.

　This week is the eighth shift, and the time remains the same~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)