Pastoral female gangster: grab a village owner to be her husband

As he walked, he looked around, clutching the yellow paper tightly in his hand, and continued to walk a few steps with his waist bent.

Suddenly, a black figure rushed out in front of him, and Qian Meiyue didn't pay attention to the sound of "Bump...", and the two collided together.

After Qian Meiyue yelled, the paper bag in her hand flew out and landed at Hei Ying's feet, and quietly, a paper bag in Hei Ying's hand also happened to land at her feet.

Huang Shulang was wearing black shadows, covered his face, looked at the woman he bumped into and said in a low voice: "Girl, are you alright?"

Qian Meiyue looked up at the man in black, and saw that the man was covered in black cloth with his face covered, and immediately thought of the assassin in the storytellers' mouths, but... she was frightened, afraid of causing trouble, so she hurriedly said softly: " Oh...no...nothing!"

Because both of them were very nervous, they didn't hear their respective voices. Huang Shulang didn't care when he saw the woman flustered. He tightened his hands and found that the paper bag was gone.

So he looked down, but saw that his paper bag was not under his feet?

Huang Shulang raised his eyes and looked at the woman who was covering her face with a veil. Seeing that her face was red, she might have gone to a restaurant to meet her lover in the middle of the night. As the owner of a large restaurant, Huang Shulang was still very sensitive to such things. See a lot.

He quietly picked up the paper bag at his feet and disappeared into the night.

Qian Meiyue lowered her head shyly for a while, then quietly raised her head to look, only to see that the assassin-like person just now had disappeared. As soon as the stone in her heart fell to the ground, she was afraid that others would come back and kill others, so she hurriedly grabbed the corner of her skirt and went to run ahead.

After walking a few steps, I suddenly realized that the paper bag in my hand was missing?

She stopped and searched all over her body, and there was indeed nothing. In her thoughts and memories, she remembered that she had been pinching it before, and it must have fallen off when she collided with the man in black just now.

Thinking of this, Qian Meiyue turned around and went back to the original place, and searched on the ground for a while, finally found the grass-yellow medicine bag.

Nervously, she picked up the medicine bag, stuffed it into her arms in a panic, turned around and walked towards the wing.

Walking to the row of wing rooms, she suddenly thought of a question?

This... Which room does Huang Shulang live in?

When he was thinking about whether to check one by one quietly, there was a sudden squeak, and the light in the third room in front dimmed, and a figure walked out of the door.

Under the moonlight, Qian Meiyue looked at the figure and immediately recognized that it was the figure next to Huang Shulang she saw on the street during the day.

She was secretly happy, seeing the little braid quickly disappear in the backyard, she dodged and sneaked to the door of the room, opened the door gently, Qian Meiyue's heart was beating, and she slowly entered the room.

Standing by the door, after her eyes adjusted to the sight in the room, Qian Meiyue quietly groped to the table, opened the lid of the teapot, carefully took out the paper bag in her arms, opened it, and put the white powder inside All poured in.

Then she picked up the teapot and shook it, and then closed the lid according to the original shape. She turned around and wanted to go out.

However, at this moment there were hurried footsteps outside the door, she looked at the room furnishings in surprise, and quickly got under the bed.

Just at the moment she got under the bed, the door creaked and opened quietly.