It wasn't until Duan Wujiu called "Ah Heng" several times that Liu Zhiheng recovered from the shock.
"Yukiro, please help me put these things away."
Except for the map and a few pieces of cloth, Duan Wujiu helped Liu Zhiheng put away the rest.
Liu Zhiheng put the Kantu map on the bookshelf, along with those messy notebooks, quite casually.
"Ah Heng, do you know what this map means?"
"I know."
That's why she put it on the bookshelf so casually, as if she didn't know how important it was.
Knowing that she was Liu Zhiheng and that she was her father's real daughter, Liu Zhiheng felt a lot more relieved. She used to feel a sense of guilt for robbing other people's lives, but now she doesn't feel any more.
She didn't want to mention this matter again, but suddenly remembered that Duan Wujiu went to the county town yesterday, and quickly asked: "I asked you to go to the county town yesterday to buy clothes, did you buy them?"
Duan Wu Jiu smiled and said, "After such a big incident, you only care about whether I bought my clothes?"
"No matter what happens, you still have to wear clothes and eat." Liu Zhiheng, who has always refused to be internally conflicted and emotionally stable, stretched out his hand and asked: "Where are the clothes I asked you to buy! Show me!"
Duan Wujiu smiled, reached out and took out something crimson-colored from his sleeve and placed it in Liu Zhiheng's hand.
Liu Zhiheng took a look and saw that it was a piece of silk scarlet mandarin duck bellyband.
Liu Zhiheng's face suddenly turned red, "You, you, you, who asked you to buy this? I asked you to buy clothes for yourself!"
"But I want to buy it for Ah Heng, but nothing in the shop is worthy of Ah Heng. Only this mandarin duck bellyband is barely eye-catching."
I wouldn't want to give it away if it catches my eye. How can I give it to a girl as a bellyband? Isn't this a hint from Chi Guoguo?
"Ah Heng doesn't like it, then I'll take it back and change it to another style."
"Don't!" She couldn't afford to lose that person.
Liu Zhiheng quickly put away the mandarin duck bellyband and looked at Duan Wujiu with a blushing face, "A bellyband doesn't cost five taels of silver, right? Isn't the remaining money enough for you to buy some clothes?"
"I took the remaining money to the bookstore and borrowed some books so that I could make money by copying them."
"Who asked you to make money?"
Duan Wu Jiu reached out and grabbed Liu Zhiheng's hand, "If I want to stay with A Heng, I have to find a way to earn money to support the family. I can't let A Heng support me all the time."
Liu Zhiheng's heart softened again, Xuelang was really good.
"But I am willing to support you."
"Then I also want to do something for Ah Heng."
"Yukiro has done enough for me."
Liu Zhiheng thought about it, and it seemed that he had really done nothing for Xue Lang except bringing him home on that snowy night. Instead, Xue Lang had always been taking care of and protecting her.
I was moved and melancholy at the same time.
"But I want to do more. I want to get married to Ah Heng, raise Ah Heng, and let Ah Heng live freely."
There was a tingling feeling in his heart, and the moist heat came from the hands held by Duan Wujiu, making Liu Zhiheng's heart turn into a puddle of water again.
"As long as Ah Heng doesn't mind my ugly clothes."
"Xuelang looks good in anything he wears!" Liu Zhiheng thought about it, "But I still have to make you some good-looking clothes, but I don't know how to do it... But I can learn. I have fabrics at home, so I can learn to make some beautiful clothes for Xuelang." Lang does it!"
Thinking of this, Liu Zhiheng immediately stood up and found a soft ruler.
"Open your hand and I'll measure it for you."
Duan Wujiu was very obedient. He stood up, opened his hands and followed Liu Zhiheng's measurement.
When measuring Duan Wu Jiu's waist, the two lumps on Liu Zhiheng's chest were probably too much in the way. She had obviously measured them so that they would not touch her, but she missed the two lumps.
I bumped into it accidentally.
She staggered, Duan Wu Jiu reached out to fish it out, and the two of them hugged each other.
Liu Zhiheng raised his head carefully and saw Duan Wu Jiu looking at him.
Duan Wujiu curled his lips and said with a smile: "Ah Heng throws himself into my arms again. If Ah Heng doesn't let go, I will hug you."
Liu Zhiheng blushed and said in a low voice: "It doesn't matter if you hug me occasionally."
"Didn't Ah Heng say that your physique cannot be touched casually?"
"It's okay. I've figured it out. I'm just a little more sensitive than others. I don't feel anything when someone touches me. I can now distinguish clearly what the body wants and what the mind wants."
"Then Ah Heng, where do you want me to hug you now?"
"I want to..."
The next moment, Duan Wujiu put his arm around Liu Zhiheng's waist, held her chin with the other and kissed her.
Although Liu Zhiheng was annoyed that her body was much more sensitive than ordinary people, when she kissed the person she liked, she felt that this setting was not useless, at least the happiness was doubled.
The touch of the skin is so keen, every feeling is amplified.
Liu Zhiheng used his last willpower to push Duan Wujiu away.
"Can I finish measuring your length first?"
Only then did Duan Wujiu pant, and with red eyes, he let go of the person, and spread his hands to continue measuring Liu Zhiheng.
But I didn't know what was going on. After measuring it, the two of them kissed again.
Then, for a simple matter like measuring clothes, the two of them barely finished the measurement for half an hour.
Duan Wujiu seemed to have been turned on by some kind of switch. He would seize any opportunity and use every opportunity to capture Liu Zhiheng and kiss him. The two of them just hugged each other and lay on the bed.
At first, Liu Zhiheng was not used to the soft feeling of his body, but now that he is used to being held, he feels that it is not impossible to fall asleep like this, it is quite comfortable...
Then Liu Zhiheng, who had been working here for two days, fell asleep like this...
Duan Wu Jiu was neither good nor bad, but seeing Liu Zhiheng sleeping so soundly, he didn't have any bad emotions. He just hugged Liu Zhiheng, breathed in her breath, and closed his eyes.
Duan Wu Jiu didn't know how long he had slept when he was woken up by the movement outside.
Those people's voices were extremely soft, and they could be said to have made no trace on the snow. However, Duan Wu Jiu's kung fu was higher than theirs, so the movements of the people coming here could not escape his ears.
After taking a look at Liu Zhiheng in his arms and seeing how deeply she slept, Duan Wu Jiu reluctantly let go of A Heng, covered her with a quilt, then quietly stood up and left the hut.
…
Duan Wu Jiu came to the courtyard and felt that there was more than one person around.
He had no doubt that these people were coming for him. Duan Wujiu flew out of the courtyard, and those who were secretly following him followed him.
Duan Wu Jiu came to the deserted snowfield and said in a deep voice: "No need to hide, everyone come out."
Soon, eight people came out from all directions and surrounded Duan Wu Jiu.
Duan Wujiu was concentrating, ready to draw out the soft sword from his waist at any time, but at this moment, the eight people in front of him knelt down towards him.
"Master, I'm late!"
Duan Wu Jiu quietly retracted his hand and saw the eight people in front of him kneeling on the ground with their heads lowered, exposing their most vulnerable necks to him at the same time, and calling him master.
Is this his person?
