Chapter 2212

Small Juxiang blinked a pair of watery eyes, a simple face: "it's not here, but they often come to Zuichun building to have fun together."

Compared with her, the faint light of Zhao Wanxi's eyes is obviously sharp.

"Have you seen them, too? Who are they? But what are their characteristics? What topics do you talk about when you are together? "

"This..."

Smell speech, small chrysanthemum fragrance although expression slightly hesitant, but also no ambiguity. I'll recall it carefully and be honest. Because the person who asked her this time was Zhao Wanxi, she was not very nervous.

"I've seen it, but I don't understand it. Besides, it's not like people who live in the town. They are about the same age as Huang Sanmao, and they are very strong. "

With that, mojo thought of something, and her face turned red steeply. But soon, it was back to normal.

"As for the topics they talked about, when I was present, they were not serious, but most of them chatted by themselves and sent our sisters out to say that they were in the way."

Little Juxiang's story is nothing special, or, in her own opinion, nothing worth paying special attention to.

But as a listener, Zhao Wanxi is very sensitive to capture some secret information.

From Leng junao's fingers, she took over the brand of unknown material and turned it over and over in her hand. She didn't notice anything special.

It's just a piece of black lacquer made of ordinary materials. It doesn't even have a serious character on it.

People can't help but wonder if it's something the smelly man picked up and used to cajole the little girl.

But now that Leng junao has picked it out

Zhao Wanxi clutched it in her hand and returned it.

"I only want this, will you?"

"This..."

In a precise sense, this object is not her, but Huang Sanmao is dead.

After a little hesitation, little Juxiang nodded.

"Yes, it's just this sister, my illness..."

I was a young man just now, but now I am a elder sister.

"You..."

Can you see that?

Hook lips smile, bypass this topic without deep research, as a condition of exchange, Zhao Wanxi took out the needle bag from the sleeve.

"You said you believed me."

"Naturally."

Although she was just a woman, this little Juxiang had a refreshing temperament, which also increased Zhao Wanxi's favor.

Besides, this is a promise made by Zhao Wanxi. She does her best.

In fact, it's not a big problem. After a bit of needling, you can prescribe a prescription, which is almost the same. It's almost the same as two teas before and after.

Xiaojuxiang is quite satisfied.

"My sister is really a good doctor. I feel much more relaxed now."

The real smile with curved eyebrows and straight to the bottom of my heart is really much more comfortable to look at.

At this age, it should be the best time, but it is a pity that it has fallen into the dust.

With a slight sigh, Zhao Wanxi raised her hand and patted the other person's head, smiling unconsciously.

"Well, you just feel relaxed."

It's just an action of heart, and it doesn't have any special meaning. Unexpectedly, little Juxiang's eyes suddenly turned red.

When he turned around, he was full of sincere expectation, and he was sad to say that he was still resting.

"When will you come back, sister?"

The atmosphere, suddenly a little delicate. Zhao Wanxi didn't expect this. She was a little tongue tied for a moment.

On one side, Leng Jun Ao's thick eyebrows frowned. He reached over and held Zhao Wanxi. No matter whether she was still in men's clothes, she would be criticized or not, so he pulled her out.

"Let's go."

Outside, it's still lively.

The fragrance of fat and powder is on the nose, and the smell of wine is on the air. With the singing of the warbler and the dancing of the swallow, it's a nest of wealth for a man.

Looking coldly, Zhao Wanxi's feeling in her heart is very wonderful. Can't help but get close to Leng junao and whisper.

"Ah, did you find something? This yellow San Mao is unusual, isn't it? His wife said, is he working for the imperial court? And who are his brothers in xiaojuxiang's words? "

Said, eyes with interest to sweep.

"I have to say that this kind of place is really convenient. Even if there is something shady to exchange, it can be enough to hide people's eyes and ears. Then, are we going to... "

She talked a lot and made no secret of her desire for knowledge.

However, Leng junao, who has always been doting on her, does not even have a single word. Zhao Wanxi is allowed to play by herself. She only holds her hand and walks out quickly through the people who are looking for pleasure.

Looking up from the angle of Zhao Wanxi, you can just see his tight jaw line.It's hard to avoid Zhao Wanxi's surprise that she didn't get a response. At that time, they had already reached the lane where they came in before.

Slightly squinting, Leng junao clenched the hands of the people around her. She felt that Zhao Wanxi was looking at her. Her heart softened, and she finally responded with a word like gold.

"It's not necessarily to cover people's eyes and ears. Here, there's something fishy."

"Ah, why didn't I think of it?"

Only Dao is an ordinary place for fireworks, but there is no such luxury as Zuichun building.

Just by the lane when I came in, it was very strange. Unconsciously, the speculation in Zhao Wanxi's mind turned rapidly.

At that time, Leng junao took a deep breath and was about to pull someone in. Unexpectedly, the people around her suddenly had a meal at their feet. In the light of Leng junao's meaning, Zhao Wanxi suddenly caught something very strange in her mind.

The next second, the whole face suddenly changed.

"No!"

Anxious, don't give Leng junao an explanation. Zhao Wanxi didn't even care about Zhang. She pulled out and ran back.

I didn't notice that behind her, Leng Jun Ao's expression gradually became cold.

Xiaojuxiang's room was quiet, and the inferior fragrance was still surging. It didn't seem much different from when they left.

There was only one woman standing in the middle of the earth and worshiping them.

Zhao Wanxi had a very bad premonition in her mind. She didn't hesitate. After entering, she went straight to the inner room and turned the screen. Sure enough, she saw the fragrant bed behind the screen. The quilt was slightly raised and someone was lying in it.

"Little Juxiang?"

With a tentative cry, Zhao Wanxi was a little nervous.

However, no one answered.

Driven by growing uneasiness, she was about to enter, her arm being held.

"Xi'er, don't be impulsive. I'll follow you."

"Good."

Mingming hasn't seen anything, but subconsciously, Zhao Wanxi seems to have expected something.