Fat Niang makes a fortune in farming

Chapter 161
"Hahaha...hahaha..."

"Hahaha...hahaha..."

"Mo Han! Come quickly! Come and chase me!"

"Kejun, slow down! It's your first time riding a horse! Don't be in a hurry!"

This is a huge white snow field, the sky is blue, and although the cold wind is fierce, it is indescribably pleasant to blow on the body at this moment.

In a trance, Meng Kejun didn't know why she was riding on a horse suddenly, but she even raised the whip in her hand and galloped the horse.

"But sir! Slow down! Don't clamp your legs too tightly, or the horse will be disobedient!"

Behind her, a magnetic but infinitely doting voice sounded.

"Haha! It turns out that riding a horse is so fun!"

At this time, Meng Kejun realized that her hands and feet were not under her control at all, but it seemed that someone else was controlling her at this moment.

"Mo Han, everyone still says you are a master of horseback riding! You can't even catch up with me! Come quickly!"

Speaking of which, the whip in Meng Kejun's hand lashed fiercely towards the horse that got off her ass.

I don't know if it was because I pumped too hard just now, the horse under Meng Kejun's crotch suddenly raised its hooves, and straight up.

Meng Kejun, who was defenseless, was immediately thrown up by it, and even his whole body was already off the horse's back.

Seeing that she was about to be slammed to the ground and fell like a dog, what she didn't expect was that just when Meng Kejun closed her eyes and was about to have a close contact with the earth, a vigorous figure floated towards her, and then With a light sweep of his strong arms, Meng Kejun was pulled into his arms.

Then the man wrapped the cloak on him lightly around Meng Kejun's body, and wrapped her and himself in the huge cloak on him.

Meng Kejun was surprised to find that the person behind her had a unique cold aura.

I don't know how far I have ridden, Meng Kejun only feels that he is happy at this time, even happy.

It wasn't until a wide river appeared in the snow in front that the crotch-down horse slowly stopped.

Meng Kejun turned his head and was facing a pair of long, narrow and deep dark eyes, but for some reason, Meng Kejun could only see his familiar eyes, and his other facial features seemed to be covered with a white veil. Can't see clearly.

"But you..."

"But Miss Jun..."

In a trance, Meng Kejun heard someone calling his name in his ear.

When she turned her head again, the person behind her suddenly disappeared. Meng Kejun blinked, and suddenly he woke up.

Right now, in front of her eyes, Bai Yuchen and Xi Lian were looking at her anxiously.

Meng Kejun, who was lying on the bed, hurriedly got up from the bed. He didn't know whether it was because the residual poison was still there or he got up too fast. Meng Kejun felt dizzy for a while, and then lay down again weakly.

"But Miss Jun! Don't worry!"

Bai Yuchen and Xilian quickly reached out to help Meng Kejun up.

"Where is Qingfeng? How is Qingfeng doing now?"

As soon as he was helped up, Meng Kejun quickly grabbed Bai Yuchen's hand, wanting to know Dong Qingfeng's current situation.

"You'd better take care of yourself!"

Bai Yuchen didn't answer Meng Kejun directly, but looked at Meng Kejun in front of him with distressed eyes. Her face and mouth were frighteningly pale, without a trace of blood.

The situation just now was really dangerous, and Bai Yuchen resented his father even more in his heart. If he had given Dong Qingfeng the antidote earlier, these things would never have happened.

But it was also through this incident that he clearly knew what kind of feelings Meng Kejun had for Dong Qingfeng, and also knew more clearly that he and Meng Kejun probably would not have any possibility in this life.

"What happened to Qingfeng!"

Meng Kejun, who was already so weak that he was about to lose his strength, even yelled at Bai Yuchen at this moment.

"Brother Qingfeng is fine! Doctor Bai gave him medicine, which cleared all the poison in his body! Everyone carried him back to the room, and he is resting just like you!"

Seeing that Meng Kejun was in a hurry, Xi Lian on the side spoke up quickly.

"I'll go and see!" Meng Kejun was still worried until he saw it with his own eyes.

With the support of Xilian and Bai Yuchen, Meng Kejun struggled to get out of bed.

In Dong Qingfeng's room at the moment, apart from Dong Qingfeng who was still sleeping, there were Qiaohui and Wang Zhujun who hadn't stepped into Dong's courtyard for several years.

Looking at Dong Qingfeng whose face was still pale and frightening on the bed, Wang Zhujun's mood was extremely complicated. She never thought that the meeting with Qingfeng when she stepped into Dong's house again turned out to be like this.

Dong Qingfeng, who was still in a coma, saw Meng Kejun walk into his room in a trance.

She had just come back from the cave with her, and Mother had already washed her body and changed her into her own clean clothes. Because she was too fat, she could only wear her own clothes at home. She couldn't fit the clothes in at all.

She smirked at herself twice.

"Mo Han - Mo Han -"

Then he called Mo Han twice again.

Dong Qingfeng smiled and shook his head helplessly.

"Qingfeng—Dong Qingfeng—my name is Qingfeng—not Mo Han—"

"Um--"

Unexpectedly, Meng Kejun pouted and shook his head immediately.Then pointed at Dong Qingfeng, "Mo Han—you—Mo Han—"

As he spoke, he took out something from his arms and stuffed it directly into Dong Qingfeng's hand.

"Mo Han - Mo Han -"

After speaking, he laughed at Dong Qingfeng twice.

Dong Qingfeng looked at the thing Meng Kejun stuffed into his hand. It was a purse with a jade pendant on it. The jade pendant was black in the shape of a half moon, and a blue purse hung below it.

The purse was made of blue silk, with white and red silk threads around it, and two lifelike mandarin ducks were embroidered in the center of the purse. He turned to the other side of the purse, and embroidered the holding hand with red silk thread. , and the eight characters of growing old together, and a graceful character of Jun is embroidered on the signature.

"For me?"

Dong Qingfeng asked Meng Kejun with a smile.

Meng Kejun nodded repeatedly, snatched the purse from Dong Qingfeng's hand, and stuffed it directly under his pillow.

"Mo Han - Mo Han -"

Meng Kejun still stubbornly called Dong Qingfeng to be Mo Han.

"No! I'm Dong Qingfeng—Qingfeng—"

Dong Qingfeng patiently explained to her that his name was Qingfeng.

"It's Mo Han—Mo Han—"

"I'm not Mo Han—I'm Qingfeng—Qingfeng—"

"Mo Han—Mo Qing—Qing—Qing Feng—"

"Yes—it's Qingfeng—Dong Qingfeng—"

"Qingfeng - Qingfeng -"

The two of you said each other sentence by sentence, and in the end, Mo Han in Meng Kejun's mouth finally became Qingfeng.

Meng Kejun stretched out his fat and thick fingers to poke Dong Qingfeng, and then pointed at himself.

"Qingfeng—Kejun—"

Hahaha giggled again after speaking.

(End of this chapter)