Who is coming?

Liu Anan's heart said that she didn't want to know at all. She didn't dare to guess or think about who came.

What if it were those assassins who fired the cold arrows, now an injured person, an unarmed tyrant, wouldn’t this be someone who came to make dumplings?

Why did she have to withstand such a great stimulation just now?

Liu Anan had no courage to turn around. He clenched Chu Yu's sleeves with his fingers, and the tone of his voice was almost turning.

"Come, who is it?"

The farmhouse gate is just a thin layer of vines and wood tied together. On weekdays, even a person who climbs over the wall cannot resist it. No matter who is outside, he is willing to knock on the door, which is considered to be a high-profile look at this door.

After Liu Anan finished speaking, the wooden door behind him was pushed open.

She closed her eyes.

Whether it is dead or alive depends on this moment!

"I'm late, please punish me!"

The unified voice of kneeling on the ground made Liu Anan's ears hurt, but his heart suddenly became peaceful.

Great! She has a tyrant! She still has a way out!

Liu Anan was very excited and turned around and planned to have an exciting meeting with the person who came.

When she turned around, three or five servants kneeling on the muddy land lowered their heads, hoping to hammer their heads into the mud. The highest position in her sight was a piece of dirt on the ground.

Liu Anan sat in Chu Yu's arms, not even his toes facing the ground.

They didn't even have the qualifications to look at her shoes.

After the attendants lowered their heads, Chu Yu withdrew his gaze and pressed the head of the person in his arms back to his shoulders.

"Now is there peace of mind?"

Liu Anan breathed a sigh of relief, leaned against Chu Yu's arms and was no longer afraid. Her eyebrows and eyes curled up and the corners of her mouth raised.

"Relax!" Even the voice fluttered lightly.

Chu Yu held the corner of his mouth.

Yesterday's riot completely broke the arrangements that should have been.

Whether it was Governor Jiang or his subordinates, they were so anxious that they all jumped into the river. Thanks to Yang Encheng's rapid arrival, they stabilized the situation for the time being.

Losing the master is not a trivial matter. He borrowed a lot of manpower and searched one by one along the sides of the river. He also sent two ships to call for salvage in the river, for fear that his master would die.

This was a small team divided, with only five people. After searching in the mountains and waters for nearly six hours, my hard work paid off and I found the master here.

There is also the...loved concubine in the owner's arms.

The concubine Liu Anan realized it later and crawled down from Chu Yu's arms with a blushing face. She didn't even feel shy for a while.

The situation was urgent and no one left her time to prepare. The horse was brought to her and the servant asked her to get on the horse.

On the other hand, Chu Yu was already easily pulling the reins onto the horse's back.

The high-headed horse lowered its head in front of Liu Anan, waiting for its master to ride on it.

Liu An'an was in trouble.

The horse's back was taller than her, and she couldn't reach it at all. The reins were stuffed into her hands, and she couldn't step on the stirrups.

The height of the stirrup was something that Liu Anan tried hard to lift his legs, and could not reach it without falling.

The attendant didn't dare to help her anymore, so she could only surround her on both sides, for fear that she would fall.

Liu Anan stood there unable to move, stared at the stirrups, and looked at the saddle again.

Chu Yu rode over on two steps, glanced at Liu Anan, who was sighing at the horse's back, lowered his hand and stopped her waist, lifted it gently, and placed the person in front of him.

Liu Anan fell into his arms, then was stunned and leaned slightly.

Ah, visually, she is much taller!

It turns out that sitting on a horse's back is like this!

Liu Anan looked up. She was small and sat on the horse's back at the same height as the man, and the top of her head could only be against the man's chin.

The man's hands are circled around her waist.

Liu An'an's waist suddenly sucked his breath, trembling and trying to avoid it, but he didn't.

His arms circled her waist, and his palms fell on her waist, a little strange and a little nervous.

Liu Anan always had an illusion that the tyrant was very interested in her waist.

Whether it was the past or today, he seemed to be full of freshness about pinching her waist.

Chu Yu's palm was pinching Liu An'an's waist.

Liu Anan held her breath and realized embarrassedly that she might not be an illusion.

If she was pinched, if it were someone else, she would probably turn around and slap her in the face, and then find a way to punish the disciples. However, the person who pinched her waist was a tyrant.

Liu Anan was glad that she was on the back of the horse now, otherwise she might have to show her waist and ask the tyrant flatteringly, how comfortable it is to pinch it, and the feel is still acceptable?

I'm so scared, please taste it.

Fortunately, Chu Yu also knew that it was outside, and the situation was unclear, so he didn't give him any spare time. His hand was released, and he only hooked her waist to fix it, holding the reins with one hand, driving the horse.

The small village was quickly left behind.

This is already a very remote area. Leaving the village, there is a desolate wilderness with wild grass. There is only a dirt road with weeds. There is no one on the roads coming and going.

Liu Anan sat on the horse's back, his whole body was stiff and painful.

She had injuries on her back and did not dare to lean into the tyrant's arms. Even if she was not injured, she would not dare to.

The saddle was so big that the man occupied most of it. She could only sit a little bit by bit, and she felt uncomfortable. The horse ran faster and was still bumpy.

Liu Anan sat so uncomfortable. She grabbed the saddle with her hands, and even felt the urge to jump down and follow her and walk behind her.

"uncomfortable?"

Above head, the man asked in a voice.

Liu Anan raised his eyes and could only see the man's jaw.

Her voice was soft.

"Back, it's uncomfortable to carry."

Without a support point, she had been sitting stiffly for a long time.

“Um…”

The man held her waist and lifted her up with force. Then, for a moment, when Liu Anan fell into his arms again, he had gone from being turned to facing him sideways.

Her arms were tightly against the man's chest.

Chu Yu wrapped his hands along her waist, staggering the wound on her back, and she could lie on his side in his arms.

With support points to rely on, you won’t touch the wound.

Liu An'an's mind suddenly buzzed.

Tyrant... Is the Tyrant... Convenient to her?

accommodate?

Arrange her???

Liu Anan opened his mouth and tried hard to raise his head.

Regarding angle, she could only stare at the man's jawline and stare blankly.

Liu An'an felt a sense of commotion.

If she raised her hand and touched the edge of his jawline, would she touch a human skin mask?

Tyrant is wrong!

He doesn't seem to be true!

Liu Anan has absolutely confident and suspicious, and this man who takes the initiative to accommodate her may be a fake!

Otherwise, how could the tyrant be considerate of her?!

That's right, the feeling that made her scalp numb was this word that she couldn't even imagine!

I can't stay in this arms for a long time!

Liu Anan had no gratitude after being cared for, only her hair that was about to be scared to stand up.

It was almost noon, with the scorching sun and the dirt road was not covered at all. The servants below asked if they could provide a little shade on the woods on one side and wait for the dense clouds to block them before setting off.

Chu Yu pinched the girl's stiff waist.

Agreed with this decision.

The sparse forests on one side of the road are all kinds of trees growing in the wild, with varying thicknesses. When you step on the ground, they are all soft soil and insects and ants crawling over.
To be continued...