This was the twenty-first time Zhao Rong looked back.

The reason why I remember it so clearly.

It’s because the follower behind me always has new tricks.

Or he would be so scared that he turned his back, pretended to take a few steps back, then quietly looked back and was frightened again.

Or they would quickly turn sideways, grab a small silk fan from a roadside stall and fan themselves desperately, causing the stall owner next to them to look at them strangely.

Or he braked in a hurry, stumbled and almost fell, and hurriedly regained his balance, standing in the middle of the street and looking up at the sky at an angle of 180 degrees, attracting all the people nearby to stop and look up with curiosity.

And this was the twenty-first time that Zhao Rong looked back.

"Bang."

“Boom.”

She hit a pine tree by the roadside, startling a squirrel so much that it jumped away. The half-eaten pine cone fell freely and hit her poor head with a man's hair style.

Zhao Rong was amazed.

Just pretend we haven't discovered it yet.

Zhao Rong and Liu Sanbian had a meal in Zangzhoupu and left in a hurry, starting their journey north. Not long after they started walking, Zhao Rong discovered the follower behind him.

At first Zhao Rong thought they were just traveling together, but now they have been traveling for two days. Under Liu Sanbian's guidance, they even turned into a remote path in the deep mountains and forests. She was still following behind them. Even if Zhao Rong was slow, she knew what was going on.

It was afternoon.

A cool breeze blows.

The pine trees beside the road rustled.

A clear spring gurgles through the rocks.

At this time, there was no one else on the road except Zhao Rong and the other person and the follower hanging behind them.

"Brother Sanbian, wait for me for a moment."

Zhao Rong looked helpless as he turned and walked towards the unlucky old man under the tree, whose forehead was red, his head was aching, he was covering his forehead with one hand, holding his head with the other, his little head was shrunk, and tears were in his eyes.

Oh, I’m so…so stupid.

At this moment, Su Xiaoxiao was still sitting on the ground, biting her lower lip lightly, wrinkling her little face, looking up at the tall pine tree in front of her, her eyes full of grievance.

"Hey, why are you following me?"

Su Xiaoxiao jumped up in fright, carrying the bamboo basket on her back, aimed in a random direction, and ran away.

"stop."

The girl with fox eyes stopped immediately and stood there at a loss as to what to do.

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows. Wow, he's quite obedient.

"Turn around."

The fox-eyed girl's slender body trembled slightly, but she still did as she was told, only she kept her head lowered and stared at the tip of her shoes, as if she wanted to see something.

"look up."

Su Xiaoxiao's eyes widened, her nose felt sore. Why was he so fierce...

but.

In the end, she succumbed to the bully of the bad guy in front of her, raised her head, looked at Zhao Rong with a very fierce expression, and sniffed.

Eyes met.

"Don't follow me anymore."

Zhao Rong had a serious expression, but when he saw the originally fair face of the bullied guy in front of him, his heart couldn't help but soften when he saw the red forehead with some skin rubbed off; the tip of his nose was red and he was sucking from time to time; his pink lips were red and he wanted to bite... cough cough, no, that doesn't count; his eye sockets were red, as if something was swirling inside.

"Hurry back to Qiantang Mountain and stop wandering around outside. If you encounter that kind of thing again next time, you may not be able to escape."

Su Xiaoxiao stared at Zhao Rong in a daze.

After Zhao Rong finished speaking, he thought about it and felt that there was nothing more to say, so he turned around and walked back. However, before he took two steps, someone pulled his clothes at the waist.

Turning around, what caught my eye was a pair of captivating narrow fox eyes.

Zhao Rong had read in a miscellaneous book that fox eyes are also called seductive eyes. There are two types of eyes: evil eyes and kind eyes. Both are signs of killing a husband. Evil eyes are the most harmful, while kind eyes are more attractive. People with evil eyes are shrewd, smooth in dealing with people, and good at dealing with people. People with kind eyes are born charming, have the ability to seduce people, and have peach blossom luck.

The book does not explain in detail how to distinguish them, but the fox-eyed girl in front of him, who is so stupid that even Zhao Rong is worried about her, is most likely the one with good eyes.

At this moment, the tears that had been swirling in her charming eyes burst out like a dam bursting.

Tears wet the crabapple tree.

Sobbing.

"Xiao Xiao won't go back, wuwu, Xiao Xiao won't go back, Xiao Xiao wants to go find her grandma, the tribe members on the mountain don't want to play with Xiao Xiao, and the tribe elder wants to marry Xiao Xiao to a man-eating monster, wuwu, grandma is the only one in the world who is good to Xiao Xiao, wuwu, Xiao Xiao wants to go find her grandma, wuwu..."

Su Xiaoxiao held tightly onto the waist of Zhao Rong's scholar robe with her two little hands. She had always been timid and cowardly before, but now she didn't know where she got the courage from, and her tear-soaked face was full of stubbornness.

"No, let go first, don't do this."

"Woo woo, Xiao Xiao doesn't know the way. You can take Xiao Xiao to Duyou City, or Xiao Xiao can follow behind, woo woo."

"Oh, oh, oh, please let go. Damn it, please let go."

"Humph, I won't."

"Let go, let go, don't, don't... Don't pull my belt! Stop it!"

“…”

The two of them were pulling and tugging at each other in the woods beside the road, being very affectionate.

If someone happened to pass by on the road at this time, he would definitely see this scene: a handsome man was anxiously trying to untie the belt of another man, and the latter also had an anxious look on his face. The two of them, with four hands, were going back and forth on the waist, one in front and one behind, in full swing.

I believe most people would blurt out "Barking, it pollutes my eyes. The world is really going downhill and people's hearts are no longer the same as before!"

Zhao Rong clutched his belt tightly and struggled hard to protect his innocence.

He looked around hurriedly while playing tug of war.

There were no signs of pedestrians passing by in front or behind. Brother Sanbian, whether intentionally or unintentionally, had his back to this side, and I didn't know if it was an illusion, why was he standing so far away?

No time to think.

The little girl in front of him had such great strength that Zhao Rong felt his pants were about to fall off. He quickly pulled out his empty hand to hold it down, but she pulled another section of his belt over...

"Stop it, stop it, auntie!"

"No, no, no, not at Xiaoxiao, bad guy, you never at Xiaoxiao?"

Why does this sound weird?

But he no longer had time to think.

"I, I, I, I let go of you!"

"Tear~Tear~"

"..."Su Xiaoxiao.

"..."Zhao Rong.

Su Xiaoxiao had just managed to twist a melon, but before she could taste whether it was sweet or not, she was so happy that she couldn't hold back her strength and pulled off the belt and a piece of the robe of the villain in front of her...

That’s great. Now I finally don’t have to worry about my belt. My robe is torn and it’s useless to tie it. My pants will still show through.

Su Xiaoxiao retracted her hand, looked down at the trophy in her hand, and looked up at Zhao Rong cautiously.

Zhao Rong looked at her expressionlessly.

At this moment, his moon-white scholar's robe was not restrained by a belt and was wide open, revealing his white undershirt. Although it was not enough to expose his private parts, it was still very indecent for a scholar.

Su Xiaoxiao took a glance, quickly lowered her head, stretched out a small white fist, tentatively raised it forward next to Zhao Rong's hand, and shook it twice.

A ball of clothing was clutched in the little fist.

The disheveled scholar looked at her expressionlessly.

The fox-eyed girl stuck out her tongue and withdrew her hand angrily. Suddenly, she opened her mouth, as if a flash of inspiration had occurred to her, and she hurriedly lowered her head to untie her belt.

The expression is eager to try.

The cold-faced scholar was horrified and grabbed her hand in panic.

"Girl, please respect yourself!"