Chapter 143 Bad guy

It's quiet at night.

Luo Qingzhou went out for a while and returned to the garden.

The girl squatted among the flowers, holding a hoe in her hand, and she had already started working again with her head down.

The kettle was placed behind her.

It was clean without a speck of dirt on it.

Obviously.

After drinking, she wiped it carefully with her skirt again.

Luo Qingzhou looked at the coarse cloth dress she was wearing and remembered that this girl always seemed to wear two light green skirts with slightly different styles.

simple.

There seemed to be no other clothes or other girlish accessories.

Even on the head, there is only a wooden hairpin.

There are no gold or silver hairpins or anything like that.

Luo Qingzhou watched quietly at the door for a while, then walked forward and said: "Xia Chan, there may be a night market the day after tomorrow, did Bai Ling tell you? Then we will go to the night market, um... I will buy you one

Beautiful hairpin, okay?"

The girl's hoe that was digging weeds suddenly stopped.

After a pause, she continued digging without saying a word.

Luo Qingzhou knelt down, picked up the shovel, and helped her hoe the grass together, and said, "Just think of it as thanking you for accompanying me back to Chengguo Mansion last time."

The girl still didn't reply.

Luo Qingzhou didn't say anything more, lowered his head and started weeding seriously.

Anyway, if she was going to the night market that night, he would just buy her one.

Of course, one cannot favor one over the other.

Xiaodie, Xiaobailing, both have it.

In the garden.

The two of them squatted together, doing things in silence, without saying a word.

As if they had a tacit understanding, the two moved forward step by step, always squatting side by side.

The moonlight is like water, bright and gentle.

This is a night that belongs to them, a unique night.

The third watch of the day.

The two of them have hoeed away the weeds in the flowerbed and loosened all the soil.

Luo Qingzhou put down the shovel, stood up, stretched his muscles, looked at the girl who was still squatting on the ground and said, "Let's go back. Whatever you haven't finished over there, we'll do it tomorrow."

The girl squatted and did not move.

Luo Qingzhou walked closer, bent down, and without any explanation, took the small hoe from her hand, put it on the ground, and said: "Go back, take a bath, and go to bed."

When the girl heard these words, her expression was startled, and there was a hint of trance in her eyes.

After a while.

She stood up, walked over, picked up her sword from the ground, and looked at him.

Although he still looked cold, Luo Qingzhou didn't seem to be afraid at all.

"Let's go."

Luo Qingzhou walked in front.

The two walked out of the garden one after the other, bathing in the bright moonlight and strolling through the dark night mansion.

There is no one on the road and there are no lights.

Dark and silent.

Neither of them spoke.

At first they were walking in tandem, but Luo Qingzhou gradually slowed down and walked side by side with her.

She didn't seem to object.

Both of them walked very slowly, as if they were walking at night.

The night breeze blew gently, with a hint of coolness, but it felt extremely comfortable when it blew on their sweaty bodies.

Walked for a while.

Luo Qingzhou suddenly turned his head and asked: "Xia Chan, what kind of person am I in your heart?"

The girl was silent for a while and whispered two words: "Bad guy."

Luo Qingzhou couldn't help but laugh, looked at her and said, "What's wrong with me? Although I've been mean to some people, I've never been mean to you. I've always respected Miss Xia Chan, haven't I?"

The girl said no more.

"Okay, let's not talk about this topic anymore. Then do you think your uncle is talented? Is he good-looking?"

Luo Qingzhou asked again deliberately.

The girl had a cold face. After a while, she said: "Ugly."

Luo Qingzhou said: "Are you ugly? It seems that Miss Xia Chan has very high standards. Others say I am handsome."

The girl suddenly stopped, turned her head and looked at him coldly and said: "Lark?"

These three words suddenly came out very smoothly.

Luo Qingzhou shrugged and said, "Except Bai Ling, everyone else said the same thing."

The girl ignored him and walked forward quickly.

Luo Qingzhou caught up with her and said: "Xia Chan, do you and Bai Ling always get along like this? Why does she like to tease you deliberately every time I see you? It seems that you two should have a good relationship, right?

"

The girl said nothing and quickened her pace.

Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment and quickened his pace.

Along the way, the girl didn't speak to him again.

As she approached Lingchan Moon Palace, she gradually slowed down.

When she arrived at the door of Lingchan Moon Palace, she suddenly stopped, turned her back to him, and did not move or speak.

Luo Qingzhou walked behind her, hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand to gently knock the grass clippings and dirt from her hair, and said softly: "Go back and take a shower and go to bed early. Girls, don't stay up late, otherwise

It’s not good for your skin, and it makes you age quickly.”

"Then I'll go back first."

Luo Qingzhou said goodbye and left.

After taking a few steps, the girl behind him suddenly said: "Do you... take a shower?"

Luo Qingzhou was stunned when he heard this, then looked back at her and said: "Of course I wash it, my body is covered with dirt, how can I sleep without washing it?"

The girl ignored him and entered the door with a cold face.

Luo Qingzhou didn't think any more and went directly to Yueyue Tingyuyuan.

I walked to the corner of the lake, took off my clothes, and got into the lake.

The warm lake water immediately enveloped the entire body.

Luo Qingzhou washed his hair and scrubbed his body, then stretched his limbs, lay comfortably on the shallow rocks, and closed his eyes.

It's really weird tonight.

He didn't know why he was so bored that he went to help that girl Xia Chan, and he did it until most of the night.

Is it because that thin and lonely figure in the dark night looks so distressing?

When did he become so soft-hearted?

I was thinking about things in my mind, and my body was enjoying the infiltration of warm water, so comfortable that I almost fell asleep.

at the same time.

A figure flashed in from the round door quietly, then pressed against the corner of the wall, passed through the woods and flowers, and quietly approached the lake.

Immediately, he hid in the flowers and peeked at the figure immersed in the shallow water in the lake.

After watching for a while, her ears suddenly twitched, she turned her head and looked behind her.

Another figure, hunched over, quietly walked through the flowers, came over, and hid next to her. Just as he was about to peek into the lake, he suddenly turned his head and met her eyes.
To be continued...