Demons are hard to deal with: husband, don't touch me

Feng Li said seriously and firmly. Feng's eyes were half curved like a bay of romantic water. The voice was not heavy, but it was clearly transmitted into everyone's ears.

For a moment, everyone in the street was shocked. Even Dilian and Cheng Fei in the rear were shocked slightly. They were not only for that remark, but also for the protective state shown in the eyebrows of the speaker. It was the coldness and strength that no one was allowed to hurt. It was a man's protection of a woman.

Bai Su's always calm heart suddenly moved slightly and her long eyelashes trembled, but she was soon pressed down by the suspicion that the person in front might be Shangqing.

Over the years, she has always regarded Shangqing as a master. It's really unacceptable.

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In the largest clothes shop in the town.

Bai Su doesn't know what color of cloth Fengli likes. Let Fengli choose by herself.

Feng Li glanced faintly, "just the red one in the middle."

Bai Su nodded. He had never seen a man dressed in red for such a moment, and the people around him looked so good. He just felt that this color seemed to exist specifically for him, and other people were no longer suitable. On the contrary, Shangqing liked white and wore eternal white clothes all the year round.

When the shopkeeper bowed down and took down the red cloth, Bai Su chose two more cloth and was ready to make two sets of new clothes for Huang Chunxiang.

"The white one, too." Suddenly, Feng Li pointed to the spotless white cloth in front of her.

Bai Su was stunned. Did he like white too? Why else would he buy this white cloth? People in the village usually don't buy white cloth because they have to work. White clothes are very easy to get dirty and not easy to wash. Bai Su hasn't worn white clothes since she stayed in Zhujia village.

After buying the cloth, he bought a lot of things, big and small, all taken by the five people who followed him.

At the door of the jewelry store, Feng Li stepped in and pulled Bai Su in. Bai Su looked at the beautiful jewelry in the store and didn't love them on weekdays.

Feng Li looked at Bai Su up and down. It seemed that she was considering buying some jewelry for Bai su. "Do you have a red ribbon?"

The shopkeeper nodded quickly, took out a small brocade box, opened it, and handed the red ribbon to Feng Li.

Feng Li took it directly and told the people behind him to pay, "let's go."

Before Bai Su could see the red ribbon, she was pulled out by Feng Li. Later, she found that there seemed to be more pedestrians in the street, and almost half of the young and beautiful women accounted for it.

Bai Su is not blind. Gradually, she naturally sees that the beautiful young women who pass back and forth on both sides actually come to see Fengli.

When they basically bought good things and didn't leak anything, it was almost noon, and seven people went back together.

On the way from the town to Zhujia village, there is a small broken temple that has been abandoned for a long time.

The rain is still falling, as fine as ox hair.

Bai Su walked and saw the small broken temple in front of him from a distance. He immediately lied quietly that he was a little tired and wanted to have a rest.

So the seven people went into the broken temple in front of them and had a rest in the temple.

After about a incense burning time, they almost had enough rest. They went out of the broken temple and went back to Zhujia village together. When walking out of a short distance, Bai Su suddenly stopped, pretended to be aware that she had found something missing, quickly looked for it on her body, and then said to Feng Li without changing her face: "it seems that she fell in a broken temple. Can you help me go back and look for it?"