Chapter 153 Meeting Shi Jingchan Again
Chapter 153 Meeting Shi Jingchan Again
After noon, Mu Yao saw that Helian Yun had not returned yet, so she asked the coachman to take her to Fufeng Garden.
The sun was blazing brightly, and the trees on both sides of the main road were bent by the heat. Their long branches drooped, lifeless.
The ground was filled with scorching heat, and everyone retreated to their homes. The wheels of the carriage were moving slowly on the street, and Mu Yao could hear the horses' panting even when she was sitting in the carriage.
Her whole body was sticky, so she lifted half of the curtain to dissipate the heat in the "steamer".
A roadside restaurant selling sour plum soup caught her attention.
"Stop the car." Mu Yao shouted to the driver.
Seeing that there were no people around, she put down the magic veil in her hand and walked towards "Desire".
The high temperature rising from the ground tried to melt the soles of her shoes, and every step she took felt like torture.
"Hey, bro, do you have iced sour plum soup?" Mu Yao asked weakly. Sweat continued to seep out of her and soaked her inner shirt, which made her skin feel a little itchy.
Looking up at the sky, the sun seemed even brighter than before.
The weather suddenly got hot even though it shouldn't have been hot. I didn't check the almanac before going out today.
Seeing that the peddler did not react, she lowered her gaze to look at him, only to see him staring at her in amazement with his big copper-bell-like eyes.
Mu Yao sighed softly and moved her lips again: "Brother, do you have any iced sour plum soup?" She was now almost exhausted from the heat and her whole body was limp.
In her sleeves was the Bamboo Dew Pill that Ji Qi had given her. Mu Yao thought to herself that if she had an ice drink, she wouldn't have to waste it.
The peddler had never seen such a beautiful lady before. He was so surprised that he almost couldn't recover. His delicate face was blushing all the way to his ears. He quickly said, "Yes, yes, please wait a moment, lady. I'll go get it."
Today was his first day setting up a stall here, and he met a fairy! He couldn't let the fairy down no matter what! He didn't have any icicles, but his father was the shopkeeper of the "Man Yue Lou" in the next alley, so it was no problem for him to get a few icicles.
"Give me a bowl of iced sour plum soup too." A clear and pleasant voice sounded from behind Mu Yao.
When she turned her head, Shi Jingchan had already walked to Mu Yao's side slowly. The jade pendants on their waists collided with each other, and the crisp ding-dong sound filled Mu Yao's ears, ethereal and ethereal.
Shi Jingchan looked at the surprise on Mu Yao's face, his eyebrows relaxed and he said, "Miss, what a coincidence."
Mu Yao blinked her beautiful eyes, lowered her head slightly, and peered behind him secretly - there was no one there.
What a coincidence! I will compete with you in two days, which will be even more coincidental!
Mu Yao pondered secretly in her heart, and nodded slightly with a faint smile on her face as a greeting.
The people in the Poison Valley have poison in their bodies and blood, and they can poison people at any time. They are beasts, they use people to make poison, and they are good at making corpses, so don't get close to them!
She remembered Wei Wushang's words clearly, and quietly moved three inches to the left, creating some distance between her and him.
Shi Jingchan subconsciously raised his eyebrows, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.
The sun was scorching and the peddler had not returned yet. Mu Yao felt dizzy from the sun and her body couldn't help shaking a few times.
There was a strong arm around the waist, and with a little effort, the man was lifted up.
Shi Jingchan saw that she looked like she was suffering from sunstroke, so he took out a glass bottle as long as his little finger from his bosom, opened it and placed it on Mu Yao's nose. The scent of orchid wafted into her nose, and Mu Yao quickly regained consciousness.
The moment I opened my eyes, I could see Shi Jingchan's handsome face.
The green shirt and green crown are meticulously done, perfectly setting off the slender curve of her snow-white neck.
The impeccable facial features shine brightly against the light, so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off.
The rich scent of gardenia filled the air, eroding Mu Yao's nerves and bringing a unique masculine hormonal scent to her body along with the scent of the flowers.
Shi Jingchan's eyes were fixed on Mu Yao, and the faint smile on the corner of his mouth revealed a bone-chilling abstinence, like a bewitching red spider lily, beautiful but concealing deadly danger.
"Thank you." Mu Yao quickly broke free from his arms and straightened her body.
The peddler came running over with a small ice-cold jar in his hand, and deftly served two bowls of iced sour plum soup to the two of them.
Mu Yao couldn't wait to take a big gulp. It tasted sour, sweet, refreshing, and icy to the teeth, instantly sweeping away one-third of her tiredness and one-third of her heat.
Shi Jingchan stared at the pomegranate color on her lips, stopped twisting the Buddhist beads in his hands, took out a snow handkerchief from his arms and handed it to her.
Mu Yao turned sideways, took out her silk handkerchief from her bosom and wiped her pink lips clean, then turned around and said, "No, thank you."
The beauty's estrangement again made Shi Jingchan doubt his own charm. He looked at her with a smile and said, "Miss, I have helped you twice, but I still don't know your name."
Mu Yao hesitated for a moment, then frankly gave her name, bowed and said, "Thank you, Mr. Shi, for your help twice. I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave now and see you later." After that, she gave the peddler a silver leaf and turned to get on the carriage.
The peddler held the finely crafted "Ginkgo Leaf" in his hand and stared with disbelief.
Shi Jingchan stared at the carriage going away, pondering Mu Yao's last words.
Does "see you later" mean that she is also looking forward to meeting me next time?
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