Flowers are expensive

Chapter 9
When the man raised his eyelids, Lihua withdrew his gaze as if stunned, and his whole body was visibly trembling.The man suddenly got up and walked towards her, she was scared out of her wits. In such a dark and quiet mountain cabin, what else can a man do when he walks towards a wet woman?Isn't it all in TV shows?The wolf pounced on him, tore open his clothes like a cat's paws, and then...

"Good... good man," she cried while crying, "You...you have a way of stealing...you just robbed money...I understand emergency rescue...I have what I have...you have it... Take it!"

The man said nothing, as if he hadn't heard.He walked up to her and squatted down, then grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him.She was so frightened that her legs kicked wildly, and in desperation, she slammed her head against the man. Before she could stabilize her body, she stood up unsteadily and wanted to run.Who knew, she stepped on a wooden stick that was lying on the ground, and fell to the side of the fire when she tilted her body, she screamed in fright.

Just when she was about to have a "goodbyekiss" with the fire, the man rushed over quickly, hugged her from behind, made a ninety-degree turn, and then rolled her to the side of the fire.

She suddenly smelled a burning smell, turned her head in shock, and saw black smoke rising from the man's hair, not only the hair, but also the clothes on his shoulders and back were burnt.She froze for a moment, did she need to save herself so desperately?Could it be that it was not a robbery?Do you want to take her back and become Mrs. Yazhai?

The man quickly patted off the sparks on his back, and then untied her tied hands.She suddenly understood, just now this man wanted to untie the green rattan for herself, right?It seems that I am not innocent, I think too much...

The man didn't complain of pain. He didn't know if it was really pain or he was tense. Anyway, he sat back and warmed himself by the fire.Lihua timidly came to the fire, her eyes were full of tears, she looked at him pitifully and said: "I know...you must be a good person! I read in the book that those masters who possess peerless martial arts but are depressed all live in seclusion. In the deep mountains and old forests, you are a master, you will not bully a weak woman like me, right?" The man did not speak, his face was neither cold nor hot, he lowered his head and took out a white steamed bun from the cloth bag at his waist, and ate it slowly When he got up, he seemed to regard her as air.

Lihua thought to herself that the one just now would not work, it must be a bit miserable!She began to wipe away her tears and cry: "I am really miserable, very miserable, there is an eighty-year-old grandmother on the top, a five-year-old weak brother on the bottom, and a pair of parents who are sick in bed all the year round. The whole family depends on me to earn some money. Go back and open the pot to buy medicine, woo woo woo... Good man, just let me go!"

The man just looked up at her and continued to eat his steamed buns.She thought to herself, how about a more hateful one?Ever since, she burst into tears, startled the man slightly, and finally raised her head to look at her for more than five seconds.

She cried pear blossoms with rain and snowflakes with frost: "To tell you the truth, I was really miserable. I was sold as a girl at the age of three, entered the gymnasium at the age of seven, and was forced to learn sleeve dance and Qingqu at the age of 17." Son, let Mama Hu coax you to become a naturalized person, and your life is harder than anyone else! Look at you, how high-end--atmospheric--high-end! I'm just a sparrow, not worthy of you, to be Mrs. Yazhai It's not suitable, you..."

Before she finished speaking, the man suddenly got up and reached out to grab her chin. She was so frightened that she couldn't move, and stared at the man with a pair of eyes that were reddish from crying but shining brightly.Then, her mouth was stuffed with a delicious steamed bun.It turned out that the man just wanted to stuff her mouth with steamed buns, and my mother, Ali Baba, she is not innocent anymore...

"After dawn, I'll let you go." The man finally spoke, his voice was full of the smell of green bamboo, permeating the warm cabin.

"You can talk!" Lihua blurted out in surprise, but she sprayed the steamed buns into the fire, turning them into charred black steamed buns.She stuck out her tongue and said to the man, "I'm sorry, I... I didn't mean to waste food..."

(End of this chapter)