Chapter 41： Embrace under the loquat tree

Chapter 41 Embrace under the loquat tree

The loquats in the mountain villa are fruited, and everyone only watches them. Occasionally, some servants pick a few to eat. Huanyan was not stingy, she looked around and wanted to call a servant, but a servant happened to pass by.

"Go and move a ladder!"

The servant did not move, but raised his head and looked up.

Happy Yan saw all the ginkgo leaves spread out underneath. Baicaoshi climbed the loquat tree like a gecko. She was very careful with every step, and it was not easy for her to try to bear the weight of the branches under her feet, and there was the sound of panting.

It's done.

Among the green leaves, in the golden loquat string, the little girl smiles like a flower, so dazzling.

She picked a loquat, wiped it on her clothes, and bit it down.

Pure natural, pollution-free, sweet lips and teeth.

Finally discovered a benefit of traveling through ancient times.

"Sister Huanyan, go on." She picked another one and threw it down, and Huanyan raised her hand to catch it very coolly.

Do you eat like her too? With Huanyan's status and etiquette, she really couldn't do such a thing.

Baicaoshi was amused by her coyness, raised her eyebrows suddenly, held the tree trunk with her hand and began to shake it, playing a prank.

The loquat crackled and fell, and it was about to hit Huanyan.

It's just that Baicaoshi's eyes flashed, and her happy face was five or six meters away from the tree. Hey, it's amazing!

Not only was she smiling happily, but she even avoided the little servant.

"You little heartless!" said with a smile.

"Sister Huanyan, I'm joking with you, don't mind. Do you want to eat loquat sago porridge or loquat purple rice porridge tonight?"

I have never seen Baicao poetry like this, it seems that everything can be eaten.

But why choose? Huan Yan said: "I want to try it."

Baicao Poetry: "..."

Why don't you play your cards according to the routine? Lift the lid of the pot and find a job for yourself, so angry.

Depressed Baicaoshi, one inattentive, slipped, screamed "Ah", and was about to do a free fall and get in close contact with the earth.

Happy face remained motionless, palms behind his back, and he turned around.

The little servant also took a step forward.

However, someone got there first.

Baicaoshi, who had closed her eyes a long time ago and dared not look directly, fell into an embrace. It is different from the Alpine pine and bamboo of Folding Feather, which tastes like ginkgo biloba.

Timidly opened one eye, two eyes, reflected in Yuan Xian's pupils.

Those are a pair of deceptive eyes.

"Miss Bai, be careful." There seemed to be a little complacency and a smile in the voice?

Baicaoshi hurriedly broke free, and took three steps back, "Thank you, owner, for stepping on your loquat tree. I will make pear and loquat porridge with rock sugar to make amends."

The weight in his arms suddenly disappeared, Yuan Xian twisted his fingers, the smile on his face became wider, and he stretched out three fingers slowly. "I want all three."

Which three?

Bah, like a servant, there must be a master! Three kinds of porridge, Baicaoshi wants to say, is it too late to bury yourself now?

At this time, Han Qingxuan and Ying Zhefeng are condescending, watching this scene. "Yuan Xian, is that why you don't want me to take him away?"

Yuan Xian suddenly felt a light on his back. He turned around suddenly, and there were only him, Huanyan and Baicaoshi under the tree. Where did this strange feeling come from?

**

On the second day at Dongli Villa, Baicaoshi was very busy.

She searched five or six kinds of precious herbal medicines in the garden, including ginkgo leaves, loquat leaves, loquat fruits and two kinds of herbs, entered them into the system, and earned 158 points in net. Adding the remaining ones, a total of 163 points.

During the day, she wanted to make medicine for Ying Zhefeng, and she promised to go out with three kinds of porridge.

She planned in her mind five people, counting the two in the village. But for future troubles, I added some more.

Facts have proved that this is very wise, and Ying Zhefeng also needs to drink porridge at night.

After the big shots were served, she took two casserole pots directly to the green man's yard. Strangely, however, Oriha was not there.

"Senior Hua, where is my husband?"

The green-headed man filled a big bowl by himself, sniffed it, and praised the fragrance. "Can't tell where to find the northwest wind?"

Northwest wind?

Baicaoshi's heart is hanging. Walking around the garden today, she feels more and more that the villa is not simple, it seems loose and tight, and Zhe Yu is a sick seedling!

Although he has the male protagonist's koi luck, but...she doesn't want him to put himself in danger.

"Senior, you eat first, I'll go find him."

"Don't underestimate him, he's very smart." A big bowl of porridge gurgled to dryness, and the green-headed man thought that it would be great if someone cooked for him all the year round and changed his style.

Baicaoshi didn't care, she went out in a panic, she couldn't look for it blatantly, she could only pretend to pick loquats again, and then pretended to be lost.

As a result, she was really lost.

It's just that the mountains and rivers are full of doubts and there is no way out, and the willows are dark and the flowers are bright. Another village, she was stopped by someone, it was a person in Xuanyi.

"Girl, I went to the wrong place. The kitchen is not here."

Baicaoshi handed over two loquats and greeted them with a smile, "I'm sorry, I don't have enough raw materials for making loquat porridge, so I'll pick some. But Zhuangzi is too big... Don't blame me for going the wrong way."

The people in Xuanyi naturally didn't dare to blame, they already knew that this was the person the master wanted to bring.

"Go back the way you came, and take the loquat with you."

"well."

Baicaoshi was walking back on the original road, but suddenly heard a cooing sound in his ear, it was a pigeon.

(end of this chapter)