It's too hard to chase after the demon concubine

Chapter 31 Can you use a more elegant word (3)
The man's clear and jade-like face froze slightly, a drop of cold sweat seemed to slip from the corner of his eyes, he licked his lips slightly, and said gracefully: "Miss misunderstood. I just want to give this to you."

Hearing this, the corners of Yun Qianruo's eyes twitched, and when he looked down, he was handing a silver brocade bag to her.

"What is this?"

"Get out!"

Just as the words fell, a young man's voice came from the wind, and the corner of Yun Qianruo's mouth twitched, "What?"

The young man gave her a look of contempt, "Just now you said that clothes are worthless, but now they are money, so naturally they are worthwhile!"

Yun Qianruo: "..."

The corner of her mouth twitched for a long time before Yun Qianruo turned her head to look at the man in blue, "Are you worried that you alone can't beat the two of us, so you want to spend money to eliminate the disaster?"

"Can you count, you little beggar? Am I not human? Am I not human?"

Before the man could speak, there was an excited voice, Yun Qianruo's face turned dark, "Wan, shut up!"

"What? Bowl? Bowl... Do you dare to say that the bookboy is a bowl? I'll fight with you!"

Yansheng was about to rush forward when he was excited, but was swept back by the man in blue with a faint look.

"I still say the same thing next time. You should not be a thief. I hope the girl will cherish it. There will be a period later."

After finishing speaking, the man put the silver taels into Yun Qianruo's hands, then turned back and walked towards the carriage. It was not until his figure was covered by the jade-colored curtain that Yun Qianruo came back to his senses, looked at the brocade bag in his hand, and felt a little bit confused Leng.

"It's so easy to talk! I thought it was going to be a big fight..."

"Hurry up and find a place to change your leader's uniform!"

"Uh……"

The corners of Yun Qianruo's eyes twitched, and she raised her hand and waved in the direction of the carriage, "Beautiful man, thank you very much! If I meet you again by chance, I will definitely buy you a drink!"

Standing outside the carriage, Yansheng looked at Yun Qianruo's back as he left gracefully, and the more he looked at it, the more unpleasant he looked, "Master...why are you so kind to her? Not only did you give her clothes but also money...there was a total of 5000 taels ah!"

It's enough for him to eat braised pork for ten years!
In the carriage, the man looked at Yun Qianruo's back through the curtain that was blown up by the wind, and his pretty eyebrows frowned slightly, "I always feel that she seems to have known her before." But I can't remember where I saw her...

Outside the carriage, Yan Sheng's expression became more and more mournful, just like deja vu, so he flew 5000 taels of silver!His heart hurts, his flesh hurts, his whole body hurts!

The more he thought about it, the more grief and indignation grew in his heart. He happened to see the bowl at his feet, and without even thinking about bending down to pick it up, he threw it at Yun Qianruo, "This bowl is also for you! Eating steamed buns will kill you!"

Then, when he saw Yun Qianruo stooped to pick up the bowl, he smiled in relief and stomped on the carriage, "Master, sit still! I..."

However, before the words were finished, a bowl whizzed towards Yansheng with the whistling sound of the wind, and covered Yansheng's forehead with lightning speed. Immediately afterwards, a sticky and sweet liquid flowed down the bowl, His head and face...

Yansheng stretched out his hand, "Ah——honey—the honey that Shutong hates the most——"

In the wind, Yun Qianruo's pleasant and melodious voice floated from a distance, "That bowl, next time I see you, I will definitely treat you to prickly pear balls! One hundred prickly pears!"

Yansheng: "...a prickly pear...a ball...an inhuman female bandit..."

Holding the bowl in one hand, he stared fiercely at Yun Qianruo's back with his face full of honey, as if he wanted to stare Yun Qianruo into a prickly pear.

(End of this chapter)