Hou Men's Pampering: Splendid Little Doctor Girl

Chapter 382

Huang Ah San's face was very ugly, he got up from the ground in embarrassment, and yelled at Gong Huangjue bluffing.

"You wait, I will go back and find someone to take care of you, sir." As soon as the words fell, he started to run, rolling and crawling.

As soon as Gong Huangjue stepped up, a cold light flashed across his eyes.Rong Qiao took a step forward in astonishment, and firmly clenched his hand.

"No, I don't want you to kill someone, especially this kind of person."

He looked back, hanging low.

He looked into her eyes steadily, and looked into the faint worry above her clear eyes.Unknowingly, the hostility between his brows slowly faded away, and the murderous aura emanating from his whole body was also swept away.

With a backhand grip, the line of his cold lips slightly curved up, forming a beautiful arc. "Seventeen." There was a numb feeling in the soft voice.

Rong Qiao looked at him with a particularly blazing look. In those deep black pupils, her frightened light flashed. That light was so familiar that she felt as if she had touched a hot iron, and she struggled to retract her fingers. .

"That, that, cold-faced man, how about I see that old man first?" She changed the topic with an excuse, ran to the old woodcutter's side with a thunderous heart, supported him, and greeted softly: "Old man , are you okay? Is there something uncomfortable on your body? How about I take you to see a doctor. "

The old woodcutter gave Rong Qiao a grateful look, he shook his head and said, "No need, the old man knows that it's all right, it's just a little collision, it's not a big deal. But the girl and this knight, Thank you both." When he finished speaking, his voice lowered.

"However, I think you two should leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible. That young master Huang has the support of the magistrate behind him. He has suffered this loss, and he will definitely not let the two of you go." The old woodcutter comforted the two.

Rong Qiao Yingying smiled, and she said lightly: "Don't worry, just a little magistrate, I haven't put him in the eyes of the girl, but the old man, be more careful."

She took out two ingots of ten taels of silver from her sleeve and stuffed them into the old man's hand.

"Give this money to the old man. Go home and ask a doctor for your sick granddaughter and buy some delicious food. The old man will not go out for a few days."

She has her own way of dealing with them.

If they were not smart enough to mess with her, she would love it.

With bright eyes shining, Rong Qiao smiled confidently.

Seeing this, the old woodcutter could see that they must be extraordinary, so he didn't say any more.He took the 20 taels of silver presented by Rong Qiao, and went down the mountain with gratitude.

Gong Huangjue looked at the back of the old woodcutter walking down the hillside tremblingly, inexplicably, a faint mist floated in those cold eyes.

"What's the matter? Cold-faced man, let's go up and look at the tea leaves." Rong Qiao followed his line of sight, a little weird about his behavior.

Gong Huangjue was staring at the hunched back, dazed in a daze.

"Huang Jue, Huang Jue—" Rong Qiao raised her hand in front of his eyes, what happened to him?His expression is a little strange.

Rong Qiao was puzzled, but didn't know her name, and Gong Huangjue, whose thoughts were wandering, suddenly woke up.

He stared at her in surprise.

"What did you call me just now?" The tone was obviously a little hurried.

Rong Qiao didn't understand what the problem was, she whispered in a daze, "Huang Jue."

"Seventeen." His voice suddenly became very gentle, very gentle. "Can't you, can you call a few more times?"

Uh--

Rong Qiao stared at him in astonishment, he must be insane, but he spoke strangely.She raised her hand, pulled his head down, and naturally touched his forehead with her forehead, without the expected hot feeling.

"I don't have a fever, I'm fine, why did I suddenly say something inexplicable." She wondered.

Gong Huangjue was shocked by her intimate behavior.

The look of surprise floated and sank in his dark and cold black pupils.

Then, he smiled.He laughed very suddenly, as if the laughter exploded from his chest, and reached Rong Qiao's ears, it had a mixed effect of muffled humming and restraint.

But seeing him staring at Rong Qiao with special meaning, he insisted: "Call me by my king's name a few more times, Seventeen, and call me a few more times." There was an indescribable excitement and excitement in his voice.

Rong Qiao frowned, she gave Gong Huangjue an angry look.

"Are you sick? It's okay. Why do I call you by your name? My brain is broken." She raised the corners of her mouth in displeasure. "I don't bark. I'm not like you. My head is very normal. I have nothing to do with you."

Gong Huangjue looked at her with a funny face, her brows and eyes were warm. "Then, don't call me by the wrong name again."

"What do you mean?" Rong Qiao looked at him puzzled.

"Why do you call me this king?" Gong Huangjue stared closely at her delicate red lips.

Rong Qiao glanced at him suspiciously, rolled her eyes and said, "Cold-faced man, little Juejue, Gong Huangjue." She counted with her fingers. "There are also bastards, cold-blooded bastards, stinky bastards, scoundrels—" the more she said, the complexion of Gong Huangjue beside her became darker.

When she felt that the air-conditioning around her was three minutes colder than the severe winter north wind, she immediately changed her words: "You can automatically ignore the last few names, I'll just talk about it." She laughed.

This cold-faced man has not been quite right since just now. Did he suffer from some kind of stimulation?In his heart, Rong Qiao was speculating about Gong Huangjue's weird words and deeds.

"What else?" He didn't forget to remind her once.

and also?Rong Qiao frowned inexplicably. "No more, that's all, I promise, I didn't give you another nickname." She stretched out two fingers and swore to God.

"It's not a nickname, just now, what did you call me just now?" Gong Huangjue pointed out patiently.

Just now, what happened just now?Rong Qiao tilted her head and thought for a while, seeming to remember what she called.

"Isn't it just called Huang Jue?" She murmured to herself, whispering like wind.

Gong Huangjue clasped her hand with a radiant expression, and said excitedly: "That's it, call a few more times."

Rong Qiao's glasses widened, his head must have been broken, why did she scream more, she didn't want to.

"Call, Seventeen, call me by my king's name." But he insisted abnormally.

Rong Qiao's eyes widened, she slightly parted her pink lips, and stared at him in disbelief.

"Cold-faced man, I think your head is really broken, is it worth calling me Huang Jue?" She twitched her lips in displeasure.

"Well, since you are so persistent, you can yell as many times as you want, anyway, I won't lose a piece of meat. Listen, listen carefully—"

cough cough-

Rong Qiao coughed lightly a few times, she cleared her throat, then she looked at Gong Huang's brilliant black pupils, and saw the stars in the depths of his pupils, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

From the part of the finger protruding from his wide black sleeve, one can clearly sense the slight trembling of that finger.

This seemed to be a very simple and ordinary matter in Rong Qiao's eyes. Suddenly, because of Gong Huangjue's overly concerned nervous attitude, Rong Qiao's throat tightened inexplicably, and he even opened his lips, but he couldn't utter any words. voice comes.

"Seventeen." Gong Huangjue called her softly, and he looked anxiously from the side.Rong Qiao was in a daze. For some reason, she suddenly started to walk.

Her footsteps were getting faster and faster, and her cheeks were burned by a hot feeling, which made her feel uneasy and confused her thoughts.

"Seventeen." His footsteps were flying, and his figure flashed before her eyes.Clean and slender fingers, cut very neatly, pressed gently and tremblingly on Rong Qiao's arm.

His eyes shone like anxiety, pressing on her arm could make Rong Qiao feel suffocated and confused.

"That, that, cold-faced man, can you let me go first." She avoided his staring gaze awkwardly, her eyes flicked to the side.

But he clasped her chin with one hand, preventing her eyes from escaping from his stern face.

"Seventeen, look at me and call me by my king's name." His fingers slid across her round chin lightly, bringing up a kind of flying flowers like stones sinking into the calm lake.

Rong Qiao hurriedly pulled his hand down.

"Well, cold-faced man, the issue we should discuss now is the issue of going up the mountain to purchase tea, not this issue. I think we should hurry up the mountain to have a look, don't dawdle any longer, it's getting late."

She made an excuse to change the subject, trying to divert his attention.

But he, beyond her expectation, suddenly became so persistent, so stubborn, he refused to give up.

The eyes never left her face, their eyes were sharp and blazing.

"Seventeen, this king thinks this issue is more important than purchasing tea at the moment, what do you think?" He felt that he had slowly forced out a corner of her heart, just a little bit, just a little bit, he could He has touched her inner world. At this time, he doesn't want to give up. Even if he loses the income from this year's tea, he is still willing.

And Rong Qiao obviously didn't want Gong Huangjue to peek into her heart, didn't want him to see the depths of her heart, so she avoided his eyes, avoided his sight.

"But I think tea is more important. You know, I borrowed 10 taels of silver from Huang Rui to do business, and I promised him that I will return it a hundred times after I succeed. Don't let me lose everything. "

She turned around and puffed up her cheeks on purpose, not wanting to continue this topic.

"I warn you, cold-faced man, if you do this again, I will go up the mountain alone. I believe that with my own ability, I can still win the first place in the Tea King Competition."

Her expression turned cold in an instant.

The feeling of panic in her heart was like a bone-piercing cold, freezing her blood. She didn't want to face this problem, nor did she want to get to the bottom of it.

This feeling of helplessness was all too familiar to her.

Therefore, the danger in her instinct made her guard against the shield to build a cold and hard city wall in an instant, blocking the opponent thousands of miles away.

Gong Huangjue saw through the flash of meaning in her eyes, and suddenly, a gloomy look floated in his originally bright dark eyes.

(End of this chapter)