Mr. Gu's heart loves her since ancient times

Chapter 53 Poisonous Mushrooms

The house has been abandoned for a long time. It is similar to the structure of a courtyard house, with small courtyards surrounded by large courtyards. It is easy to hide someone, but difficult to find.

Gu Yan went from one room to another. Time passed by little by little, and his footsteps became heavier and heavier.

Gradually, memories of the little woman from these days emerged in my mind unconsciously. She made soup for him, squeezed his shoulders and patted his back, her smile was smart and shy, and she stayed by his side quietly.

She smelled like peaches, her soft tone always seemed like she was being coquettish, her amazing talents, and her stubborn temper that made him happy despite being naughty.

In the end, the pair of clear, light eyes were fixed on, and they couldn't be shaken off, and the uneasiness in my heart gradually grew.

When they reached the fork, Gu Yang was about to walk to the other side when a strange but not loud sound suddenly came from his ears.

He stopped suddenly, turned on his toes, and walked towards the innermost room, but stopped outside the window.

Inside the room, the wooden bed was shaking regularly, making a squeaking noise, which made Gu Yan's heart suddenly freeze.

The door was not closed, and the sound of his footsteps did not disturb the people on the bed. Gradually, the shaking frequency of the big bed slowed down, and the gauze hanging on the ceiling drooped, making it difficult to see what was going on inside.

Gu Yan's jawline tightened, a trace of shock flashed across his dark pupils, and the blood in his heart seemed to be flowing backwards, no longer being transported to his limbs.

At this time, the shaking of the big bed had stopped, Gu Yan's eyes turned red, and the veins on his forehead popped out.

The fists hanging on the trouser line were clenched tightly, and with the strength in his arms, he rushed over and tore off the tent on the roof of the shed.

The yellow gauze curtain was pulled down with a crash, and the light came in, interrupting the person on the bed. Gu Yan raised his fist and punched it!
The next second, he froze in mid-air.

On the couch, one person was pressing down on another person, but it was Chu Yin who was sitting above him.

The bald man lay underneath with his eyes closed and his face expressionless. He had obviously passed out completely.

And his little girl was riding on him, struggling to wrap the hemp rope around him, tying him up round and round.

Chu Yin was panting from exhaustion, with a small face flushed red. When he turned around, he saw Lang Jun standing there with a frozen face. His dark eyes were like a calm lake, but there was a strong undercurrent flowing underneath. .

Seeing his expression, Chu Yin couldn't care less about being afraid. His watery eyes were immediately filled with a layer of fog, like a little squab, flying into Gu Yan's stiff arms, murmuring in a low voice:

"Why did you come here... wu wu wu... ugh ugh ugh..."

Gu Yan maintained that posture, his thick black eyelashes trembled slowly, and after reacting, he suddenly reached out and pulled her away.

He held her shoulders and looked up and down, looking over and over several times to make sure that his little woman's clothes were intact and there were no injuries on her body. The tight string in his mind suddenly broke.

Gu Yan breathed a long sigh of relief, and his strong arms pressed her tightly into his arms. The joy of regaining something came to his heart, and he also had a rare fear.

The man's big hands ran along her long hair, trying to press her whole body into his chest.

After a long time, he came close to her ear and murmured hoarsely: "It's okay, Yin'er, it's okay..."

It was uncomfortable to be strangled by him. Chu Yin put her little hand on his chest and pushed it. Without pushing, he suddenly received a tap on his butt.

Aggrieved, the little woman raised her sunflower-like eyelashes, and was suddenly glared at by him.

Gu Yan glanced at the tied up bald man and asked in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

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Half an hour ago, when the bald man saw Onion Tou resisting Bai Mo'er, he also carried Chu Yin into another room.

Seeing that Chu Yin was drowsy and unconscious, the bald man carried her onto the bed. He thought that it would be difficult to take off her clothes after tying her up like this, so he simply untied her.

He also thought that she was unconscious anyway and might not be able to breathe with the tape on her mouth. It would be bad if he kicked her and someone died.

With this thought in mind, the bald man tore off the tape on her mouth again, revealing Chu Yin's complete appearance.

It's actually her!

Seeing an old acquaintance, the bald man relaxed his vigilance and unconsciously began to think:
I don’t know which noble lady she has offended this time?
After all, this package of stripping clothes and cutting hair is usually for female customers.

Thinking of the last time she smiled at him, the bald man pulled up a chair and sat down, resting his elbows on the bed, holding his fat face in his hands, staring at her sleeping face without blinking.

The woman's fair face was stained with crimson, her eyes were closed quietly, her thick eyelashes were like two small brushes, hanging calmly, and there was a hint of uneasiness between her eyebrows, which made the bald man a little crazy.

More than ten minutes later, the bald man finally remembered the business. When he brought the scissors over and thought about the steps to cut his hair first, the little woman slowly opened her eyes on the bed.The bald man was startled, but what was waiting was not her scream, but a soft smile.

"Brother, it's you."

Somehow, hearing the little woman's warm and soft voice, the bald man subconsciously hid the scissors behind his back and nodded dully: "You, are you awake?"

Chu Yin showed a hint of understanding on his face and smiled sheepishly at him: "I must have suffered from heatstroke. Thanks to my brother for saving me again."

With that said, she got out of bed, leaned down slightly, and performed standard ancient etiquette towards him.

"Last time, it was my eldest brother who protected me and squeezed out of the crowd. I'm really grateful."

The bald man was stunned, stunned by the other person's smile, and his words were completely out of his mind: "It's a trivial matter... a trivial matter... then what, you, please sit down quickly..."

Hearing this, Chu Yin sat on the small stool next to the table, glanced at the copper pot in the corner, looked up at him, and asked politely:

"Brother, can you get me a glass of water?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The bald man quickly picked up the big copper pot from the ground, poured a large glass of water, handed it over, and rubbed his palms cautiously.

Chu Yin took it, but didn't drink it, but held it in the palm of his hand, and looked at him with a smile:

"I realized last time that my eldest brother is a good person."

nice guy...

The bald man was stunned. He had always been a problem boy since he was a child, like a rat crossing the street. No one had ever said he was a good person.

There was a trace of shame in his eyes, and the scissors in his hand had been lost somewhere.

The little woman nodded, and her soft voice continued to float over:
“Recently, I have been thinking, why do people live?

My husband's career is prosperous, and Ms. Qiao's ability is excellent. They are moving forward on their own paths, and only I..."

As he spoke, Chu Yin let out a long sigh, with a hint of melancholy and uneasiness on his face.

Seeing this, the bald man immediately resonated. How can the sadness of the little people be understood by the successful people?
"But I've thought a lot recently. Even though you and I are ordinary, we still have to live a valuable life."

After a pause, Chu Yin smiled shyly: "To be honest, brother, I don't know a single Chinese character."

As she said that, she took out the small notebook she carried with her from her arms. The bald man took a look and saw that it was densely written in crooked fonts, and the words were not as regular as his writing.

It turns out that she is also an uneducated and low-class person...

The bald man resonated even more.

"But now, I am starting to learn slowly and work hard a little bit, hoping to catch up with Lang Jun."

The bald man was startled, and suddenly he felt like crying, and felt a little sorry for her.

After a moment, Chu Yin put down the water glass, and slowly grasped his big dark hand with a small hand, tightening it, and looked at him steadily, with serious eyes.

"Brother, towering trees are bathed in the sun, as it should be, but who said that little mushrooms can only live in the darkness?"

Hearing this, the bald man's nose felt sore, and he thought of his grandma who was waiting for him to return home. Gradually, he couldn't help sobbing, and a small hand fell softly on his shoulder, patting him softly.

The bald man expressed his inner depression to his heart's content, and in the end he even lay on the girl's lap and cried freely.

After a long time, I finally had enough crying. Just as I was about to raise my head, I felt a dull pain in the back of my head!
The bald man rolled his eyes and fainted.

Chu Yin put down the heavy copper kettle, slowly squatted down in front of the man, and curled his lips.

There was a gentle smile on the woman's small face, but the smile didn't reach her eyes, and she murmured in a low voice:
"But did you know that there is no spring for poisonous mushrooms..."

　Chu Yin pursed her lips: The true nature has been exposed, what should I do, eh eh eh~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)