When the live broadcast of Kuaichuan is in progress

Chapter 58
(nine)

Otherwise, it would be even more nondescript...

"I just feel that the sadness is over, and it's enough to have Amao by my side."

Well, contented and happy.

With Shengge's IQ, he could only come up with such a lame reason.

"That's right, as long as you can think about it."

Sister Xianzi exudes the peace of a doctor's family all over her body, which comforts people's hearts.

Living in such a paradise with beautiful mountains and clear waters, even if you want to live in peace, it is difficult.

"Okay, your wound didn't hurt the internal organs. You can recover after a period of rest. You don't need to worry about Amao. I will try my best to make him recover as usual."

Saying this, Sister Fairy couldn't help but frowned. Apparently, Ah Mao's injury was also a challenge for her.

Although Sheng Ge bravely rushed forward to save Amao from the mouth of the wild wolf, but Amao was still seriously injured.

"It's troublesome senior."

Sheng Ge is also somewhat discerning.

"Just call me Auntie."

aunt……

Shengge coughed twice in embarrassment, and a man who looked 50 years old called a woman who looked less than 30 years old.

"Senior, you are the savior of me and Amao, we should respect you and respect you."

What Sheng Ge said was very high-sounding.

Well, before she got younger, she really didn't want to call Sister Fairy her aunt, that would only be humiliating herself.

"I know what you're thinking, I just have a lot of research on how to maintain beauty."

"My surname is Cheng."

Sister Fairy said with a light smile, it was like an orchid in an empty valley quietly blooming, and the elegant fragrance filled the air.

"Aunt Cheng."

Sheng Ge didn't hesitate anymore, she seemed to have lost her face a long time ago.

"Ah."

"Amao is asleep now, you don't need to worry, I think you are in good spirits, do you have time to talk?"

Sister Fairy said softly, her voice was shallow, as if the wind could disperse it.

talk?

What to talk about?
Shengge was a little puzzled.

If you walk too rough, you will lose your waist: Don't worry about the host, no matter what you talk about, it will never be about you as Mrs. Yazhai, sister Xianzi is not that blind.

Lang Jiujiu: The main broadcaster, take it easy, you have neither money nor sex, what else can others do.

Although what the audience in the live broadcast room said was a bit embarrassing, it made sense. She is now a widow who lost her husband, and she is still an ugly widow. There is nothing to be afraid of.

"it is good."

Shengge responded. He had just slept and recovered a lot.

"sit down."

Sister Fairy pointed to the position opposite her, and said with a smile while cooking tea with bare hands.

"It's simple in the valley, and I hope you don't dislike it."

This was the second time Shengge had heard the word "don't dislike it" in a day.

Do you think too highly of her?

Mrs. Xianglin's entire household is only two taels of silver, and her clothes are all made of small holes that become bigger holes, and they are mended and mended. Compared with this small building in the valley, the cave dwelling in the mountain depression is no different from a pool of mud.

"What is his condition for saving you?"

Sister Fairy's face was engulfed in the curling mist, making it hard to see clearly.

But just listening to the sound can also judge the abnormality.

There are apprehensions, nervousness, and inexplicable expectations.

Of course he meant Gu Huaiyuan.

Sheng Ge is speechless, what a strange pair of mother and son.

"I do not know."

Sheng Ge answered honestly.

"I guess it's because I learned calligraphy with my father and grandfather."

Afraid that Sister Fairy might misunderstand, Sheng Ge replied neatly.

"is it?"

The tension in Sister Fairy's eyes disappeared.

If you walk too rough, you will lose your waist: It turns out that sister Xianzi is worried that Gu Huaiyuan will snatch the anchor and become Mrs. Yazhai because she is short-sighted.Have to say, there is reason to worry.After all, the anchor...

What is short-sighted?Is she that bad?

Hearing what Tai Lang meant, it was as if Sister Fairy was afraid that she would get entangled with the bandit leader and insisted on becoming Mrs. Yazhai.

The viewers in the live broadcast room are always sparing no effort to attack her. Fortunately, she has an invulnerable heart, and the most important thing is that her skin is thicker than the city wall.

"Ah."

Shengge could only respond dryly.

What followed was a long silence, Sister Fairy didn't speak, and Sheng Ge couldn't find a topic.

Embarrassment spread silently in the silence, Shengge couldn't remember how many cups of tea she had drunk, she just felt that she was about to be suffocated to death.

"Aunt Cheng, I want to ask where is the toilet."

Facing the immaculate fairy sister, Sheng Ge felt that it was a kind of profanity to ask about the toilet, and it was an extremely rude thing to do.

"I'll take you there."

Shengge never thought that there would be such an elegant and clean toilet in the valley at the junction of such a remote town.

In addition to the fragrance of flowers, it is the fragrance of grass and trees, and there is no peculiar smell at all.

From this bit by bit, Sheng Ge deduced that Sister Fairy might be from an unusual family background.

Although in the den of bandits, life is still extraordinarily particular. Even the water has several procedures, and it smells delicious after washing.

Judging from my experience of reading novels and soap operas for several years, sister Xianzi was robbed to be Mrs. Yazhai.

Every move, every frown and smile of Sister Fairy is incompatible with this rough and casual bandit den.

Even the materials of the clothes have been carefully selected, although they are not expensive, they are also unique.

Talking and behaving, manners and manners are more like a lady raised by a noble with a profound background.

If you walk too rough, you will flash your waist: Seeing the anchor's face is clear, has he figured out the origin of Sister Fairy, I didn't expect the anchor to have the potential to be a detective.

I'm a magician: Shouldn't I ask the old monk about this kind of thing?The old monk figured it out, this is all grievances from the previous life.

Yi: The magic stick is really pervasive now, try to make a sense of presence.

Beicheng Nansheng: Don't digress, just solve your doubts.

Anchor: I'm not a detective, I just like to make up my mind.

Walking too rough will make your waist flash: I have filled my brain with [-] words of stories that bandits and ladies have to tell.

"Aren't you surprised?"

Sister Fairy spoke.

In the bandit den, Shengge's appearance was like a surprise to her.

Even if it's just to have a calm and elegant chat.

"Not surprised, you don't look like an ordinary person."

Good conversation, calm demeanor, stunning appearance, and rejuvenating medical skills, this is not like the head of the house in a bandit's den.

"You are very smart."

Sister Fairy smiled sincerely.

"Since he intends to let you be the master in the village, I'm very happy. At least he wants to change."

"In the future, if you don't understand anything, you can ask me."

"If you want, you can also live in the valley with me. This place is also suitable for Amao to grow up."

Shengge was flattered by the sudden enthusiasm.

She felt that her brain was not enough, and she didn't understand why sister Fairy, who was still alienated, suddenly became enthusiastic.

I'm a magic stick: The old man figured it out, the fairy sister you are talking about regards the anchor as the same kind, and regards it as an opportunity to change the village.

(End of this chapter)