The little fat bird in his arms made a sound of grievance. He buried his head in the feathers of his wings and refused to show his head to look at Lou Han. With a helpless smile, Lou Han touched his fat stomach and gently kneaded it to make it feel comfortable: "well, I'm worried about you. Don't run around next time and I can't find you. I speak louder, Don't be angry. " Lou Han squats down and holds the little fat bird in his hand. He uses his fingers to gently knead the little fat bird's stomach to let it know that he is comforting it, not angry with it. Little fat bird then slowly put out his head, looked up at Lou Han with his chicken beak, and chirped a few times.

Lou Han chuckles and stands up. He shakes his head helplessly. He is so cute by this guy that he can play a small temper. It's really funny. Lou Han hands the little fat bird to Feiying, who takes care of it. Then he wanders around again. Just now, the store full of people is still full of young women. They all rush inside excitedly. There are still many people waiting in line outside the room to get in.

Lou Han turned to look at the door of the shop, turned around and left. Although he was curious about the shop, the crowd made him leave rationally for the time being. When there were fewer people in the shop, it was not too late to go in and have a look. She was about to leave. When she turned around, her eyes suddenly glanced at someone in the store. Lou Han was stunned. She stood still, turned around and stood at the door of the store to look inside. From this angle and gap, she could see a woman sitting in the store. The woman was wearing light purple clothes, her hair was simply rolled up, and she inserted one. It was very rare in the market outside The amber hairpin that can be bought, Lou Han squints from the gap between the crowded women at the door. The woman's strong appearance and expression, and the appearance on her face are so familiar. Lou Han is stunned. That's Lou Si. Lou Han scratched his head. He's not sure if it's Lou Si sitting inside. Isn't she pregnant? How small is her stomach I still have a big stomach selling Rouge in other buildings. Why did I suddenly open a shop selling clothes and satins? It seems that my life is OK. There are so many people who come to buy silk and satin. It really makes Lou Han want to go in and have a look.

"Where else, ma'am?" Feiying stood beside Lou Han, and the little yellow bird in his hand chirped twice. Feiying reminds his wife to look around elsewhere. Don't stay too long in this crowded place to avoid any danger. Lou Han paused, nodded with a smile, and then slowly fanned the fan around. In his hand, Feiying didn't know where to buy the grass fan. It looked very ugly. Although the wind was strong, it didn't match the red Ru skirt she was wearing today. You should buy a more beautiful fan to use. Think about the picture, one with long hair The woman in red holding the fan gently shakes the fan, the breeze slowly, but also cool several times.

Lou Han walked into another shop with a smile, went in and picked a red embroidered fan, which matched his clothes very well. Then he looked at the sweating flying shadow and flying eagle behind him, and gave them the ugly grass fan with a smile: "here, fan when it's hot. I don't want to buy anything now. Let's go back." When he bought a red fan, Lou Han was already satisfied. The weather outside was so hot, and now it's officially hot, but don't let the Feiying Feiying, who was wearing a heavy suit, have any trouble. The little fat bird in Feiying's hand collapsed in Feiying's arms, and he just had to spit out his tongue.

As soon as Feiying heard that his wife was going to go back, his excitement was hard to hide. He grinned and looked at Lou Han. He quickly covered his mouth and did not dare to make a sound. Lou Han smiles from the bottom of her heart, but she doesn't see anything on her face. She shakes the fan gently and goes out of the shop leisurely. As soon as she comes out of the shop, Lou Han feels very dizzy. In front of her eyes, she is in a trance, bright and dazzling. Lou Han squints, feels his dizzy head, and some of them are unsteady. The flying shadow behind him is stunned. He quickly steps forward to help his wife. Lou Han turns over his face and looks at it vaguely. In front of him, the face of flying shadow becomes more and more blurred and blurred. Lou Han shakes his head, squints and frowns. Looking at the face of flying shadow, it turns into Lu Shen's face. Lou Han is stunned and wants to push her away.

Feiying pauses and is pushed away by his wife. Lou Han looks at Feiying vaguely and steps back. He wants to keep a distance from her, but his legs are soft and his head is dizzy. Lou Han closes his eyes and slowly falls to the ground. Feiying was so scared that she quickly stepped forward to hold her wife. The little fat bird in her hand flapped its wings and flew up. Feiying looked anxiously at the flying eagle and cried, "it seems that the lady is suffering from heatstroke. Come and help her!"

Feiying Leng Leng, just dare to quickly run to Feiying and help his wife. Feiying holds Lou Han horizontally and looks at Feiying: "take the bird, let's go back to the palace."

Flying Eagle nodded, little fat bird consciously lying on flying eagle's head, followed them to fly to Jiannan city.

Jiannan city.

Sitting beside the bed, Si Ziyi gently twisted the towel in the copper basin, folded the dried towel and put it on his wife's forehead. Lou Han's face was red on the bed, and her face was still sweating a lot. Her hand was holding the quilt tightly, and she never let go of it for a moment. Si Ziyi frowned and looked at his wife. On one side, the little fat bird with a serious face stood by the bed. They were nervous.Si Ziyi looked down at Lou Han and looked at them solemnly: "what's the matter?"

Feiying's forehead is sweating, and he touches Feiying with his elbow. Feiying pauses and looks at Feiying with poison on his face. This guy always betrays himself at the critical moment. Feiying stares at Feiying quietly. Don't look at him any more. Feiying can't help it. He swallows his saliva and lowers his head to prevaricate: "madam, madam said that he wants to walk in the street … We just, um, just... "

One side of the shadow and standing at the foot of the shadow of the little yellow bird is also very guilty of low head.

"Nothing." Si Ziyi looks at them without expression, with anger in his eyes.

Flying eagle is asked by Si Ziyi, and his whole body trembles.