Don't mess with that Miao boy, he's sickly and perverted.

"Go to hell!"

Now Yan Xingxiao doesn't even need to lift a finger.

Song Yueyao, who had been trying to stop him, suddenly lost her temper.

Looking down on a woman is tantamount to repeatedly rubbing her sore spot.

She spun around and swept her leg out, knocking the shopkeeper's round body to the ground instantly.

It even bounced a little with great elasticity.

"Ouch!" he cried out in pain, his stomach bulging with layers of flesh, making it impossible for him to get up for a moment.

"What makes women inferior to men? I could knock you down with one kick!" Song Yueyao twisted her ankles, as if she were doing warm-up exercises.

"I could kick you around like a football, you believe it or not!"

As she spoke, she raised her foot to kick him.

"etc--!"

A crisp sound came from upstairs. Without even looking up, Song Yueyao knew it was Xiaomi. She abruptly stopped.

Chai Xiaomi ran down the street, lifting her skirt. Sometimes she felt that the clothing of women in the Central Plains was unusually troublesome. Miao skirts were much more convenient, and she didn't have to worry about tripping. When she returned from Liangya Prefecture, she was determined to wear her Miao skirt again.

Huh? Coming back?

Chai Xiaomi paused, wondering if she could still come back.

As far as I remember, after Wu Li left with the main characters, he only returned to Chishan once, back to his own witchcraft village. That was the last time he came back.

What was he doing when he came back?

massacre of the stronghold...

Yes, it was a massacre! They almost wiped out the entire village!

This led to a complete falling out with the High Priest, but he paid a heavy price for it. The original work doesn't go into detail about what that price was. In the end, as the villain, he forcibly cast a curse on himself, which caused him to suffer a backlash and die, leading to his destruction.

Thinking of this, Chai Xiaomi paused in her steps.

Looking up at Wu Li on the second floor, he always seemed to prefer to stay away from crowds, all alone.

He was squatting there alone, fiddling with one of the wooden strips; if I'm not mistaken, it looked like he was repairing a railing...

When did he become so kind-hearted?

Or maybe they're just bored.

After all, his hands were always busy along the way. Whenever he passed by a foxtail grass, he would pick one and play with it between his fingers. Sometimes, when he got tired of playing with it, he would suddenly decide to stick it in her hair.

Pulling a dog's tail off its head is something Chai Xiaomi is already used to.

The short walk didn't allow her much time to dwell on things, and before she knew it, she was standing in front of the shopkeeper.

Chai Xiaomi stared at the shopkeeper for a while, and saw him groaning and rubbing his buttocks, making no attempt to hide his actions from the crowd.

Then, Chai Xiaomi looked up and glanced at the others.

At that moment, she recalled the various period dramas she had watched before. In those dramas, if a female character wanted to disguise herself as a man, all she had to do was comb her hair up, put on a hat, and dress in men's clothing. Everyone around her seemed to have lost their minds, and no one could tell that "he" was a man.

Now it seems like it's really confirmed.

They really can't tell.

While the shopkeeper was rambling on and on, spitting as he spoke, she was upstairs observing his neck.

I initially thought it was because he was too fat and had a lot of flesh on his neck, so his Adam's apple wasn't very noticeable. But upon closer inspection, I realized that he really didn't have one.

When Song Yueyao kicked out, he didn't instinctively protect his groin like a normal man would. If this detail only meant that he was slow to react, then the sharp cry of pain that he accidentally let out when he fell to the ground was quite different from the rough voice he usually maintained.

"Boss Zhu." Chai Xiaomi squatted down, her eyebrows slightly curved, and reached out her hand to "him." "Did you hurt yourself? Let me help you up."

Zhu Yu was stunned for a few seconds. He hadn't heard "Boss Zhu" for two years, and hearing it again after so long was quite moving.

He had noticed the girl in front of him not long after she checked into the inn.

It's hard for people not to notice it.

Because every time she passed by the counter, she would cheerfully greet the people inside with "Good morning," "Good afternoon," or "Good evening"...

I don't understand what it means; it's like a greeting.

He couldn't explain why, but he remembered that lively, smiling face. Perhaps it was because there was something in her eyes that he had been pursuing all his life.

It is an innate confidence, radiance, and exuberance, and it is also a kind of self-identity. It must take a lot of love to nurture it, right?

Zhu Yu stretched out his chubby hand, his previous arrogant attitude gone, and said hesitantly, "Thank you for your trouble, young lady."

Just as "his" hand was about to touch Chai Xiaomi's hand.

Suddenly, it was intercepted by another slender hand.

Wu Li yanked the shopkeeper up from the ground with a rude, swift motion, as if he were lifting a sack. After completing the action smoothly and efficiently, he silently walked to the side and took out the cloth he usually used to wipe his bow to clean his hands.

It felt like I had just encountered something disgusting.

Chai Xiaomi glanced at the boy wiping his hands with a look of disgust on his face, then looked back at the shopkeeper.

Such rude and embarrassing behavior might not have bothered a man, but the shopkeeper's face flushed slightly, a mixture of embarrassment and awkwardness.

Wu Li's appearance is basically the kind that appeals to all ages; if physical contact were to occur, it would be hard for anyone not to be tempted.

The shopkeeper's flushed face confirmed Chai Xiaomi's guess.

The final step in verifying the conjecture is to make "him" realize that he can no longer hide it and to reveal it voluntarily.

Chai Xiaomi's eyes flashed quickly, and she raised her two claws, taking advantage of the moment when the other person was off guard: "Sorry."

It was placed precisely on the shopkeeper's chest.

Although it was a little embarrassing, it wasn't the first time she had done something like this. When she lived in a girls' dormitory, her close roommates were discussing bra sizes, and one of them suddenly had the idea to jokingly suggest touching whose bra was bigger.

That night, Chai Xiaomi was the one in the dormitory who was groped the most.

The final conclusion was that she was absolutely stunning.

Why say it's amazing?

To everyone's surprise, she has a slender figure and usually dresses in a casual and loose style. In short, she is very good at hiding her true appearance.

But no matter how well it's hidden, you can't resist touching it yourself.

Chai Xiaomi pinched it twice without any hesitation, and a relieved smile immediately appeared on her face.

Hmm, even though it looks like it's wrapped in cloth, you can still feel its bouncy, chewy texture.

The shopkeeper's face turned from red to white, and then from white to red again.

It twists and turns, even more exciting than the winding mountain roads.

The air seemed to freeze at that moment.

Jiang Zhiyu: "..."

Song Yueyao: "..."

Yan Xingxiao: "..."

Waiter: "..."

This bizarre scene caught everyone present completely off guard.