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After a long while, she frowned and smiled: "That's right." Anyway, she has been with Yan Qimo all the time, so it's good to avoid letting her contact with her parents in the future.

It never occurred to the leader that her single-minded, straight-line thinking at this moment would cause her to squat in front of the door of her father-in-law and mother-in-law's house all day long in the future, trying her best to mend the relationship.

A gust of cool wind came in through the crack of the door, Wu Jin opened the door and stepped out with one foot, when Yan Qimo suddenly called out: "Xiao Jin, what are you going to do?"

Wu Jin didn't look back, and was ready to go outside while answering: "I'll find you an empty room, otherwise how would you sleep at night?"

Suddenly being grabbed around the waist, Wu Jin was dragged back in suspicion, and the door was also closed tightly by Yan Qimo, the door was tightly closed, and the wind did not blow.

"Why?"

"Can't I sleep with you tonight?"

Yan Qimo's question was as it should be, her face was not red and her heart was not beating, which made Wu Jin feel in a trance - it seemed that it was strange for her to say the words of refusal, and she shouldn't.

"Ok."

Wu Jin brought out a bamboo mat from the cupboard. In the sweltering heat of summer, sleeping on a bamboo mat couldn't be more comfortable.It is cool and pleasant, and it makes the bones of the whole body feel numb.

She slowly unfolded the mat, spread it on the floor, and clapped her hands when she finished work: "Yan Qimo, do you sleep on the bed or on the bamboo mat?" Usually in summer she would spare the bed to sleep on the bamboo mat alone, trying to be comfortable and cool, but If Yan Qimo wants to sleep today, let her do it herself.

Wu Jin stared at the bursts of cool air coming out of the bamboo mat, thinking righteously in her heart.

Yan Qimo caught the look of "sleepiness" in his eyes when he looked at the mat, thought for a while and said, "Then I'll sleep on the bed."

"Okay!" Wu Jin immediately rolled up a thick silk bedding and was overjoyed to be able to sleep on her beloved bamboo mat again.

"Then we'll just do this tonight..." Before the word "sleep" came out, Xiao Tie, who was jumping anxiously in his sleeve, rolled to the front of the bamboo mat, bit one end of the mat with his small canine teeth, and squirmed to roll it up. stand up.

"Little Tie, what are you doing?" But he was caught by the disappointing master.

Xiao Tie hastily changed his method again, he jumped onto the bed to bounce vigorously, and he used it in coquettish rolling.

After the seizure, he came down again and bit the mat, as if he was going to roll it up and put it away.

Wu Jin stopped it strangely, thinking it didn't understand, and patiently explained again: "This is what I want to sleep."

Xiao Tie was so angry that he took a few breaths, took a deep breath and jumped onto the bed again, bouncing hard to give instructions, and even grabbed a corner of the quilt, affectionately performed an expression of "Mandarin ducks love each other, and are inseparable". Squeeze out.

"Oh, I see." Tired Xiao Tie's eyes lit up, "If you want to sleep in bed, you can sleep with Yan Qimo, and I'll just sleep on the bamboo mat alone."

——then fainted gorgeously on the bed.

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Chapter 37 She's Dumb

The next day, Yan Qimo called the parrot of the Holy Cult, sent a message to Yunhua, and then took the Wu brocade and rushed to Changbai Mountain.

The white snow that covered the mountains in winter has melted away without a trace, and under the bright sunshine in summer, there are only hills scattered side by side to cover each other. Between the waist and limbs, a lot of vitality and prosperity have been added.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, Wu Jin raised his hand to cover half of the glare of the sun, looking at the majestic and boundless Changbai Mountain with "wow, wow" in amazement.

The more unattainable mountains are, the more they can stimulate people's desire to conquer.

Suddenly, a bearded man carrying a shoulder pole appeared in the field of vision, humming and singing an out-of-key tune. It seemed that he was in a relaxed mood when he was harvesting the fields after a busy day.

Wu Jin was also affected by this good mood, smiled and chased after him, calling out: "Uncle!" After stopping him, he asked, "Have you heard of the Millennium Xuanbing?"

"Thousand-year Xuanbing?" The uncle smiled honestly, "I have never heard of it, but I have heard of Wannian Xuanbing, do you believe it?" After speaking, he was so happy that he stopped talking.

He laughed and said: "Little girl, why do you think about something all day long? What is the thousand-year-old Xuanbing and Wannian Xuanbing, which is obviously bluffing, so why do people really believe it?"

"I don't want any rare treasures, I'd rather be down-to-earth and comfortable, let's go—" The uncle shrugged, picked up the burden at one stroke, swayed and left.

Wu Jin still stayed where he was, stroking the back of his head: "Wannian Xuanbing...Yan Qimo, he doesn't believe what I said."

"It's okay, let's ask someone else." Yan Qimo seemed calm, as if everything was expected.

The residents who were born and raised in the mountains don't have so many twists and turns. It is a good thing to be kind and simple, but it also limits a lot of hearing horizons.

For example, if all the people at the foot of the mountain were gathered together and asked about the Millennium Xuanbing, most of them would think that Wu Jin was making fun of them, otherwise they would just listen to the Arabian Nights and give up.