The county magistrate is not slag very A

Seeing that Song Boxue didn't pay attention, Huajian's face froze for a moment, and she smiled again: "It's Hua who is being rude, and only wants to have a relationship with you. If there is any offense, I hope Haihan."

Song Boxue came back to his senses, and then he looked at the male lead attentively, and he was pleasing to the eye, at least his words were much more pleasing to the ear than that infatuated male lead.

"Young Master Hua is right. We are destined to meet each other. My surname is Song. Please sit down as you please."

The fart is predestined, and the predestined one is the heroine.

"I've met Mr. Song, so I'm brazen enough to disturb you." Hua Jian heard the words and lifted his robe, and the servants beside him hurriedly spread the cloth towels on the ground.

Song Boxue took a hard bite of the chicken, rolled his eyes inwardly, and told him not to be cheeky if he knew he was bothering him.

After Huajian sat down, she looked at Jiang Fanyin pretending to be casual and said, "I don't know the name of this young master?"

Jiang Fanyin stared at the chicken leg that fell on the ground, and said indifferently, "Jiang."

The voice is cold and pleasant.

"So it's Mr. Jiang." Huajian glanced at the servants at the side, and ordered, "Bucai."

Because he sat down facing Jiang Fanyin, the servants placed the food between the two of them.

Exquisite pastries and cold dishes that look delicious are placed on the wooden board prepared in advance.

The corners of Song Boxue's mouth twitched, as expected of the male protagonist, sleeping outside was like going on an outing, and he even put all the dishes in front of the female protagonist, this distinction was too obvious.

Jiang Fanyin glanced at Song Boxue, who was staring at the pastry, and tore up the chicken with small mouthfuls, without moving his chopsticks.

Seeing that her expression was cold, Hua Jian's eyes became more interested, and she took the initiative to find a topic and said: "I'm going to Pingchuan County next time, I don't know where you are going, if it happens, maybe I will drop by."

Jiang Fanyin's eyes paused, and he couldn't help looking at Song Boxue.

Song Boxue's heart stopped, it was really a coincidence.

According to the plot in the book, the hero should meet the heroine living in Pingchuan County during this trip.

Even if it is because of her arrival that the heroine is not homeless, what should be met is still met.

Song Boxue swallowed the chicken in his mouth, and said sullenly: "It's a coincidence, we are going to Pingchuan County just like Playboy."

Hua was overjoyed at the meeting: "I really have a predestined relationship with you all, so don't be too polite, just use it as you like."

He pointed to the food and wine on the wooden board, and his eyes flicked across Jiang Fanyin's face. He didn't know what the relationship between this little lady and this Mr. Song was, and he hoped it wasn't what he guessed.

Hearing this, Song Boxue leaned closer to Jiang Fanyin, and the grilled chicken in his hand was tasteless without any seasoning.

Since the hero invites you graciously, he won't take it for nothing.

She picked up the bamboo chopsticks, tasted a few mouthfuls and did not forget to greet Jiang Fanyin: "Jiang... Mr. Jiang also eats it, the taste is not bad."

Jiang Fanyin pursed her lips slightly, but still did not move her chopsticks: "I'm done."

Suddenly, I lost my appetite, and the chicken in my mouth was no longer fragrant.

Song Boxue raised her eyebrows, she became more reserved, shrugged her shoulders, and went to pick out vegetables to eat again.

Jiang Fanyin followed the chopsticks in Song Boxue's hand, his eyes were dim.

There is no door in the ruined temple, and the night wind pours in unimpededly, making the bonfire dance freely.

Hua Jian was about to say something, but Jiang Fanyin leaned against the pillar and closed his eyes, as if he was going to just sit up and fall asleep.

He hurriedly signaled his servants to bring a thin quilt, "Mr. Jiang, it's late at night, so I brought an extra one. If you don't mind, this one will be given to you."

How can the girl's family live so rough, wouldn't it be distressing if it gets frozen.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Song Boxue, Song Boxue glanced at them casually, and then leaned closer to the fire.

Huajian's eyes light up slightly, so inattentive, it's probably not that kind of intimacy.

Jiang Fanyin opened his eyes and refused in a cold voice: "Thank you for your kindness, no need."

Meeting by chance, she didn't want to be favored by others for nothing.

Thinking of this, she unconsciously glanced at Song Boxue.

Song Boxue was also looking over, and the two looked at each other.

"Thank you, Playboy, give me the clothes, I'll put them on her later."

The hostess is sorry, she is sorry, if she really gets sick from the cold, it will be her own business that will be delayed.

Song Boxue reached out to take it. The boxy little brocade quilt seemed to be prepared for the journey. The male lead was really well prepared when he went out.

Huajian opened her mouth, seeing that Jiang Fanyin didn't refuse this time, as if she had acquiesced to Song Boxue's words and was willing to put it on, so she let go.

It's just that I feel a little unhappy in my heart. What is the relationship between these two people?

Until he fell asleep, he was still itchy, he wanted to ask directly, but he was afraid that the beauty would be abrupt, so he could only press the button.

In the middle of the night, Song Boxue sat next to Jiang Fanyin with the brocade quilt, and made a gesture to cover her up.

Jiang Fanyin glanced at the people in the temple, and said softly, "I'm not cold."

Song Boxue raised her eyebrows, wanting to save face and suffer, she squeezed carelessly to Jiang Fanyin's side, and leaned against the pillar by herself.

Before Jiang Fanyin could react, he pulled him into his arms, and the little Sifang brocade covered the two of them.

"Lean on me honestly, I'm cold."

They are all women on the left and right, and they squeezed into the bed together, so it's okay to sleep for a night.

Especially now that I meet the male lead again, the book says that there are many misunderstandings between the male lead and the female lead, and repeated sadistic love, so it is right to test these two people in advance.

Song Boxue found an excuse for his behavior a little viciously.

Jiang Fanyin's body froze for a moment, and then leaned over loosely. The thin fabric accepted the temperature from the other party almost in the blink of an eye, ironed and gentle.

She slightly hooked the corners of her lips, put her hands on Song Boxue's arms, and slowly fell asleep.

The next day, at dawn, Song Boxue felt someone walking around and woke up vigilantly.

Two guards were feeding the horses at the gate of the temple. She glanced at the sleeping male lead and quietly woke Jiang Fanyin up.

Now that he is wearing men's clothes, the male protagonist must have misunderstood him, and his heart softened after all.

No matter how cruel the heroine's love life will be in the future, she still can't bear to add another fire.

Before leaving, the male lead was still sound asleep. Seeing that they were going to leave, the servants who served him were hesitant to wake up the master.

Jiang Fanyin glanced at Song Boxue who was standing beside the horse, and said calmly, "We are in a hurry, so it is not convenient for us to go together."

Only then did the servant feel relieved and did not wake up Hua Jian.

Seeing that the male lead was still asleep, Song Boxue didn't know what Jiang Fanyin had said to his servants, so he asked, "Don't wait for them?"

Jiang Fanyin replied coldly: "If they are going the same way, so many people are too conspicuous. The county government can't delay it. It's important."

Song Boxue responded, since the heroine said so, she didn't bother to worry about it.

Therefore, when Hua Jian Youyou woke up, they had already disappeared.

Hurrying quickly, they finally returned to Pingchuan County. There was nothing wrong with the Song family, and the stone in Song Boxue's heart fell to the ground.

Song Shi looked at the two guards following her and was stunned: "The government sent two people to protect you?"

Song Boxue froze for a moment, and explained in a serious manner: "These two are masters, one against a hundred."

"Is it? lol…"

In front of outsiders, it's hard for the Song family to believe it or not. Xindao's daughter was probably fooled by the people in the government office. It's better for this official to resign as soon as possible. The world is not as good as life.

After resting for a day, Song Boxue announced to the outside world that his body had recovered and he wanted to interrogate the assassin in the prison.

More than a dozen prisoners were taken to court.

It's just that they don't know what's going on. These people look a little stupid, and they can't explain anything when they ask.

Song Boxue's eyes froze, and he glanced at Jiang Wuyi, who was listening. He was going to pretend to be stupid, and he underestimated her too much.

She patted the gavel heavily, and before she had time to say torture, her words were interrupted by the yamen servant who rushed in.

"My lord, the major general of the guarding army is visiting."

Seeing Hua Jian, who was dressed in brocade clothes, walk into the court, Song Boxue's eyes tightened, and he couldn't help but look at Jiang Fanyin. The two looked at each other silently. The fate is really wonderful.

After seeing her appearance clearly, Hua Jian's tone became subtle: "Yesterday, I heard that Mr. Song has been recuperating from his injuries, so he didn't bother me. I wonder if Mr. Song is recovering from his injuries now?"

Been recuperating?

Huajian looked at the expressionless Song Boxue, and was startled.

They met in the ruined temple the day before yesterday, so it is very likely that they came from Wei Tian Mansion. This county magistrate is not simple.

Fortunately, he arrived in time, otherwise, if Jiang Wuyi messed around, he didn't know how much trouble would happen.