A farmer's wife with medical products to get rich in the pastoral

Chapter 143 Going to Hanlin City (1)
She lowered her eyes and thought carefully, her slender eyelashes cast a faint shadow on her fair face, and her slender wrist mechanically wiped Xiao Jimo's face, but was grabbed by a huge force.

Mi Doudou raised her eyebrows and smiled lightly: "Are you awake?"

Xiao Jimo squinted his eyes, and there were dark waves in his faint voice: "Do you know martial arts?"

Mi Doudou shrugged: "Yeah, I know how to do light work and acupressure."

Xiao Jimo squinted at her and didn't speak.

Mi Doudou smiled mischievously, leaned on his chest, and rubbed it flatteringly: "Well, don't be angry if I tell you, it was Zhao Mingcheng who taught me."

Xiao Jimo sighed, and lessened the strength of pinching her wrist, and gently stroked her back with the other hand, and asked in a deep voice: "What's going on, Doudou, tell me everything."

Mi Doudou blinked, and told him in detail how she was captured by Nan Fengling, was almost defiled by Nan Fengjin, was finally rescued by Zhao Mingcheng, and learned martial arts from him.After finishing speaking, he looked at Xiao Jimo with some anxiety, and said in a soft voice, "Sister, don't be angry, I didn't mean to hide it from you, I just, um, just..."

"I know." Xiao Jimo sighed softly, "I'm afraid I'm worried, right? It's okay, Doudou, it's okay. From now on, tell me anything, okay? I'm willing to restrain myself for you, but you have to let me I know you've seen my efforts."

Mi Doudou nodded: "Yes." Then she asked curiously. "Sir, aren't you worried that I have something to do with Zhao Mingcheng? After all..." After all, you are on the opposite side.

Xiao Jimo stood up, supported her shoulders with a strong big hand, and looked at her seriously: "Doudou, will you do something to hurt me?"

Mi Doudou firmly shook her head: "Unless I die."

Xiao Jimo held her tightly in his arms, and pressed his chin against her black hair: "Doudou, I believe in you. But no matter what, protect yourself, even if you do something harmful to me, as long as it is to protect You yourself, I don't blame you at all."

Mi Doudou felt sour after hearing his words, and quickly raised her face to refute, but was firmly suppressed by Xiao Jimo, unable to move.From above his head, he sighed softly as if talking to himself: "Doudo, what should I do with you..."

That night, the moon and stars were sparse, and two men with different looks stood on the roof of a tall building.Xiao Jimo wore an ice-blue embroidered brocade robe, and an obsidian jade on his belt shone like his deep eyebrows under the refraction of the moonlight.The knife-cut handsome face is as handsome as a god, and the slightly retracted chin shows that he is not in a good mood at the moment.

Over there, Zhao Mingcheng was wearing a white dress embroidered with bamboo, and the three thousand blue silks were only tied up with a white headband. His black hair and white clothes danced wildly in the wind in the night, but the clothes that fluttered like immortals matched that demonic figure. An extremely angry smile.

"Heh." Zhao Mingcheng turned his face to look at Yuan Yue and sighed softly, "What, are you jealous again?"

Xiao Jimo snorted coldly, but smiled lightly: "Where is Mr. Zhao, Doudou is my woman, and it is my duty to care about her. It's just that I wronged Mr. Zhao, worked hard to please Mr. Zhao, and I'm afraid I'm jealous in the end." Not even qualified."

"Hahaha." Zhao Mingcheng covered his stomach and laughed heartily. His thin shoulders trembled slightly, and his voice was a little staccato due to the intense laughter, "It's rare, it's really rare, Xiao Jimo, this is the first time I've seen you like this."

Xiao Jimo lowered his brows and eyes slightly, and the corners of his lips smiled ironically: "I won't bother Mr. Zhao, as long as Doudou likes it." As he spoke, he waved his arm, and a small white object moved quickly. Fly towards Zhao Mingcheng.

Zhao Mingcheng frowned, took the flying white jade porcelain bottle with one hand, pushed off the bottle cap with his thumb, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it, surprise flashed in his eyes.

Xiao Jimo withdrew his hands behind his waist, his slender body under the full moon was handsome and majestic, like a mountain that could not fall down.The dark waves of light flowing in the deep eyebrows and eyes seem to be ironic, more like playfulness. "Don't guess, it's the longevity pill."

Zhao Mingcheng frowned, his eyes tightened: "Are you willing to give it?"

Xiao Jimo snorted coldly with disdain: "You have been looking for this medicine for a long time. You have outstanding literary talents, but unfortunately your martial arts are weak. Even if you have the opportunity to learn a quick method, it is difficult to improve your internal strength. This medicine can increase your strength. The internal strength that ordinary people can only have in ten years."

Zhao Mingcheng tightened his slender fingers holding the white jade porcelain bottle, and the originally round nails even became transparent due to the force.He looked hesitantly at the white jade porcelain vase in his hand, rubbed his slender white fingers carefully, and sighed imperceptibly in his voice: "The refining method of this longevity pill has long been lost, and now there are only three left in the world. Are you willing to give it?"

Xiao Jimo snorted softly: "It's in return for your kindness in saving my wife, Zhao Mingcheng, I don't want to owe you favors."

Zhao Mingcheng clenched his hands and put the white jade porcelain bottle in his arms, looked at Xiao Jimo's expression that you never want to covet my woman, and chuckled lightly: "Xiao Jimo, you are still too disturbed after all."

Xiao Jimo's eyes froze, and he instantly recovered his indifferent look: "Then don't bother Mr. Zhao. After all, my woman, you have no right to intervene."

Zhao Mingcheng snorted softly, and the slack on his face was replaced by a deep gloom, his narrow eyebrows mixed with the night, revealing a bone-chilling chill.The three thousand black hair mixed with the white hem of the clothes raised a graceful arc and gradually drifted away in the night.

Mi Doudou tossed and turned on the bed and couldn't fall asleep. When she woke up in the middle of the night, there was no warm breath around her, which made her whole body feel empty and cold.

Sighing, Mi Doudou put on her clothes and got up, only to see Xiao Jimo crept in through the door.When he came in, he saw that Mi Doudou had already got up, and before he could take back the cautious look on his face, he just froze there.

Mi Doudou slightly raised her eyebrows watching him go out to steal oil, and her bright eyes were full of jokes.

Xiao Jimo smiled at her flatteringly, like a child who was caught by the teacher for stealing snacks in class.

Sighing, Mi Doudou sat down at the table: "Where did you go?"

Zhao Mingcheng behaved politely by her side, and answered honestly: "I'm going to find Zhao Mingcheng."

Mi Doudou frowned: "Why are you looking for him?"

Xiao Jimo snorted softly: "If he saved you, you owe him a great favor? If one day he threatens you with this matter, wouldn't he want to take advantage of it. So I paid back the favor early, lest the future Something will happen later." He hugged Mi Doudou's waist and put his face on her slender shoulder, "Doudo, you won't owe him any more in the future, or can you only miss me?"

When Mi Doudou saw him speaking so unashamedly, she said it with confidence, twitching the corners of her mouth and trying to touch her forehead.He also saw the whole man lying on his body with dark eyebrows and solemn expression.Her heart softened, and cunning flashed in her bright eyes. She lifted Xiao Jimo's head, and looked straight at him with affectionate eyes: "Sir, are you tired?"

(End of this chapter)