Fast Transmigration Heroine God Can't Escape

Chapter 524

Who would have expected a grown man to do something that a kindergarten boy wouldn't even bother to do?
With a blank mind, Gu Ling felt that her fragile chassis had suffered a fierce attack, and then fell headlong into the quilt, like a green onion that fell upside down after a night of violent storms.

I'll go to his second uncle's childish ghost hero!

She lifted her still dizzy head, and Fan Chen still stood beside him with a paralyzed face, as if the prank just now was done by someone else.

It was probably due to Fan Chen's conscience that hadn't been completely wiped out, a little sincerity ignited in his eyes: "I'm sorry, I didn't see anyone here."

"It's okay." Gu Ling waved her hand, then changed the subject, "You're blind, and I can't discriminate against the disabled."

Fan Chen's face was dark and cloudy, and even his dark blue eyes were filled with a sense of mystery of the deep sea.

There was a burst of gunpowder smoke in the air.

The so-called raising soldiers for a thousand days and using them for a while, the old housekeeper's years of hard work and muddy skills played a role:
"Oh, young lady, have you had dinner yet, do you want to ask your servants to prepare some snacks?"

Gu Ling stared at Fan Chen closely and said, "No need."

Fan Chen didn't look away, and said, "Uncle Zhang, you go out. I have a chat with my fiancée."

For some reason, a war of the century has turned into staring.

The old butler knew his young master's temper best, and he was finally willing to find a woman to marry. No matter what he said, he couldn't let the young wife's body be exposed in Fan's house before her name was rectified.

Uncle Zhang said embarrassingly, "Master, I haven't finished making the quilt yet."

Fan Chen said, "It's okay, I'll fix it for her."

Uncle Zhang thought that with our young master's hands-on ability, if he didn't throw the quilt downstairs because of anger, he would have to burn incense and pray to Buddha to buy lottery tickets depending on the situation.

Fan Chen glanced over, Uncle Zhang was tongue-tied for a long time, and finally only gave Yi Wan a complicated look and walked out.

That look seemed to say, don't worry, I will definitely bury you honorably.

Before going out, Uncle Zhang closed the door for them very considerately, maybe it was to prevent Yiwan's screams from disturbing the neighbors.

But he might have misunderstood the current Yi Wan.

The result of Fan Chen's previous investigation of Yi Wan is that she is pure and kind - in layman's terms, she is stupid but easy to bully.

But now the person in front of them should be called Gu Ling more appropriately.

In the room, the two squatted and stood silently facing each other. The quiet and dangerous atmosphere ended with Gu Ling sneezing.

Obviously, for Gu Ling, the more important thing than fighting with the hero at this moment should be tidying the quilt.

"Ha Chirp!" She wiped her nose with her hand without thinking, and then used that hand to cover the quilt.

Fan Chen's brows twitched in confusion, and his movements of trying to help her cover the quilt froze slightly, but stopped in place.

Gu Ling couldn't hold the quilt, and the only helper in the room was Fan Chen, so she had to beg for mercy to signal him, and raised the quilt.

Fan Chen stretched out his hand and thought of something again, put his hands back into his pockets, the corners of his mouth curled slightly: "You actually want me to help you?"

Gu Ling gave him a gouged look with a look of looking at a fool: "Didn't you tell Uncle Zhang to help me?"

Fan Chen bit his lip: "Yes."

Haikou, which he boasted about, would help even if he had no conscience.

He knelt down and casually grabbed the corner of the nearest quilt, and began to shake it randomly, while saying plausibly:

"Yi Wan, don't forget what we talked about before."

Although she didn't know what the original owner had discussed with him, at this time Gu Ling just nodded perfunctorily and said:

"Yes, yes, do you have common sense in life? This quilt cannot be covered like this!"

She could step on his minefield with just a word, Fan Chen shook his hand, almost throwing the quilt on Yi Wan's head.

"Sure enough, women are all the same. When they enter the house, they are the best at pushing their noses on their faces."

What kind of experience can make a 24-year-old youth say such extreme words?
Gu Ling looked worried at the quilt that had been pulled into a mess by Fan Chen just now, so she didn't bother to delve into the story behind him.

She just wants to sleep now.

When crossing from one world line to another, you first have to deal with the inexplicable male protagonist, and after finally traveling here, you have to make your own bed.

May I ask if Cinderella still needs to pick beans after marrying into the palace?
(End of this chapter)