After the rebirth, I just want to and I don't want to farm

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Thanks to the life of wandering in the mountains in the past few years, Bai Jin can identify many herbs.Probably it was Zhao Han, the dog thief who never dies, who really let her find two life-saving joint grasses in the small basket of herbs.

When she finally fed the joint grass to Zhao Han, she turned her head unconsciously, but her eyes happened to see that little figure sitting obediently by the stove hole, and her little claws kept filling the stove hole with firewood.

"What's wrong with my dad?" Zhao Xiaojiu turned around vigilantly, probably sensing Bai Jin's gaze.Seeing that Bai Jin had stopped, he ran to the west room, moved his buttocks, and climbed up on the kang with his short legs.

"My dad's clothes are all dirty, you change them for him." Seeing that Zhao Han was still wearing bloody clothes, which were sticky, Zhao Xiaojiu immediately frowned like a caterpillar.

"Men and women don't know each other." Bai Jin was still expressionless, and she could even be said to be a little serious. She stared at Zhao Xiaojiu seriously, and said in a serious voice: "I will help you change your clothes, and I will definitely see your father's body , if your father is seen, he can only be my man in the future, are you willing?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xiaojiu shook her head seriously.

"Okay, it's almost dawn, and I'll help you save him, I'm leaving." After finishing speaking, Bai Jin rubbed her tired head. She was tired all night, and she was a little top-heavy at this time, she had to hurry Get out of this damn place.

Zhao Xiaojiu raised his head abruptly, the suspicious look in his eyes was obviously afraid that Bai Jin might do something to Zhao Han secretly.

But just as Bai Jin turned around and was about to get off the kang, an arm with a strong smell of blood suddenly stretched out towards her.

There was a burst of force on her neck, and before she passed out, what stayed in her sight was a pair of dark eyes...

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In his sleep, Bai Jin felt as if he was trapped in a huge net, and he couldn't break free no matter what.

She was like a fish that had been left on the shore, unable to breathe more and more.

Just when she noticed that her breath was getting weaker, her eyelids that had been heavy all the time opened suddenly.

The moment she opened her eyes, her gaze happened to meet a pair of wolf-like eyes.

His eyes moved down slightly, and those slender hands barely left his neck.

"Do you want to continue?" A hoarse voice came from Bai Jin's voice, and she stared at the pale man calmly without any fear.

"What?" The man was taken aback by her question, his pale cheeks were almost transparent under the light from the window.

Bai Jin moved her numb hand, and after a while, she pointed to her neck and said calmly, "Are you going to continue killing me? If not, then I'm going to get up."

The man's body froze for a moment, and in this gap, Bai Jin even saw clearly the black sternness that flashed in his eyes.

"If you dare to reveal anything about what happened last night, I'll kill you, understand?" After a long time, the man lowered his eyes, but the sinister voice still lingered in the small shabby house.

Bai Jin replied coldly, she obviously avoided the man, and then got up from the kang.

On the kang, the exhausted Zhao Xiaojiu was still sleeping soundly under the shabby quilt, and because of Zhao Han's presence, the air pressure in the whole room was extremely low.

"Go to cook, what are you doing here?" All the dirty clothes on the man's body have been changed. At this time, he is only wearing a coarse cloth, leaning on the kang with his body stretched out. Even in such embarrassment, his demeanor did not diminish.

"I don't know how to cook." Bai Jin had long planned to leave, so she didn't want to serve this man for a moment.

The chin was pinched suddenly, and the man's pale, almost transparent face instantly fell before his eyes.The thin lips parted slightly, and at that moment, Bai Jin felt a gust of wind blowing past his ears: "Lying? Why, don't you want your tongue anymore? How about I pull it out for you?"

(End of this chapter)