Chapter 8 Heroes are painful

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The woman was hugged by Nie Bei and protected her and rolled to the side of the road. Nie Bei's bones were painful, and several skins were cut, which were scorching. Fortunately, Nie Bei was originally a soldier. Although he spent more time in the military academy than in the military camp, he was thick and thick in skin. He didn't take this little injury seriously.

The woman was protected by Nie Bei. Although she rolled violently, she was not injured. She was shocked and realized that she was hugged by a strange man. She knew that it was the man who saved her at a critical moment, but the man and woman were not allowed to kiss her. She was hugged by a man in the street. She was embarrassed. Her already red round and cute baby face became more and more rosy. She hurriedly pushed Nie Bei away and stood up.

She glanced around with her black and white eyes, and saw that everyone seemed to have no pointing at her, she let down her heart slightly

The man in the morning was riding on a dark horse, watching the four domestic slaves who fell to the ground moaning and screaming, and one fainted. He felt angry and looked at the woman pushing the cart. When he looked carefully, his eyes lit up. Although the woman was wearing shabby clothes, no one would pay much attention to her, but when he looked carefully, he realized that the woman was like a beautiful jade covered in dust, and the more he looked, the more he looked, the more he became more and more charming.

Being stared at by the man in brocade, the woman couldn't help but move her body closer to Nie Bei. Although she didn't know much, she could also know that if the man in brocade was pestering him on the excuse of misleading someone and falling down, she would be unlucky.

The more the man in brocade looks at the woman, the more delicious it feels. His heart can't help but feel warm. Seeing her clothes, it's really easy to get her from her family background.

Although he had this intention, he saw so many ordinary people around him. He was a famous talented man in Shangguan County and was embarrassed to do it.

At this time, two people rode two tall horses to the man in brocade clothes and stopped and whispered, "A brother, I never thought that I would meet you, a celebrity here, and I would be lucky enough to be...

Brother Song has won the award, you and I are both the four young masters, why does Tian have the saying of a famous person?

Today, you and I might as well go to Wanfang Pavilion to have two glasses of sake and listen to the girl mèimèi singing a few songs. Or maybe you can ask girl Feifei to dance a dance and play two flutes through Xunchun Tower. Wouldn’t it be nice to recite poems and make a move?

Brother Liu is indeed a quick talk, expressing your and my feelings. He dare not ask for help. Since Brother Liu has this intention, Tian Yiyi naturally agreed, but my four servants were injured...

Nie Bei saw two more horses coming, and three people rode on horses and talked loudly. Nie Bei couldn't hear what they were saying, and he didn't bother to listen. Soon, the three people rode their horses and carried three seriously injured people. Before leaving, the man in brocade looked back at the woman.

Those people have left, and the firewood that the woman killed back to the city was knocked to pieces, but there is no trace of anger on her face. She is still calm and gentle and charming, but she just thanks Nie Bei very pretty: Thank you just now, thank you for your help, the little woman is very grateful.

You're welcome, anyone who sees such a beautiful woman can't help but sacrifice her life to save her. I'm lucky to take action

Nie Bei still doesn't know how to speak old words

The woman's face turned redder. She couldn't expect that the man who saved her was a frivolous person. She couldn't help but look at Nie Bei secretly. She thought Nie Bei's face was very handsome, but she dressed very strangely. Her hair was cut like that. Her body and skin were affected by her parents. How could she easily break it?

It seems that I am as poor as myself in a dress with patches.

The woman noticed Nie Bei staring at her face and looked straight. Her heart was loud and she didn't dare to look at Nie Bei, but just turned around shyly and then went to clean up Chai Xin who was scattered on the ground.

Nie Bei also squatted to help her clean up, but he had nothing to say, "What's your name, little girl...

Almost said Miss

Nie Bei didn't know that it was very frivolous to ask a woman whom he had known for a short time in ancient times. The woman glanced at Nie Bei and answered him, but her voice was very small. The little woman's surname was Song, and the young master could call me Qiaoqiao!

Oh, I haven't introduced myself to you yet. Nie Bei, Nie is Nie of Nie Bei, and Bei is Nie of Nie Bei

The woman was stunned for a moment, then stretched out one hand and half-covered her red lips and laughed. How could the young master introduce her name like this?

Nie Bei laughed, his name was not a gimmick at all, it was as plain as water. Apart from this introduction, he really didn't know how to introduce it. He quickly helped her to pack the firewood. The two of them worked hard, and the scattered firewood was once again tied up in bundles. Then Nie Bei, the free labor force, helped her to load the firewood into the car.

Nie Bei didn't feel tired, but just asked curiously, Miss Qiaoqiao, can you finish burning so much firewood?

Song Qiaoqiao is not as shy as Nie Bei, now facing Nie Bei, so she dares to occasionally raise her up and look at Nie Bei. Her voice is soft and she is a shy woman. I am selling wood in the city. Tonight is the Spring Festival tomorrow. Some people will always stock up on some wood and the price will be higher than usual.

Selling firewood? Nie Bei was slightly surprised, and then he was endless love. Then where are you going to send this firewood to? I will help you!

Why are you embarrassed to bother you, Mr. Nie? I can just come by myself. When my mother has something to do, I will send it to the city. I can do it.

Song Qiaoqiao looked at Nie Bei boldly, her round and lovely face was still red. Thanks to Mr. Nie’s rescue just now, the little woman was grateful. It was almost dark now. I guess Mr. Nie’s family is waiting anxiously, so I won’t bother Mr. Nie.

Don't call me by your son. Look at me, how come I look like a young man? I'm like a beggar. If you call me a young man, I'll be ashamed. You'd better call me Nie Bei or Brother Nie

Good Mr. Nie...Brother

Song Qiaoqiao saw Nie Bei's style and dress, and she really couldn't match some young master, so she suddenly wanted to laugh, but she was embarrassed to laugh.

Don't worry, it's okay, I'm homeless anyway, I'm going anywhere, I'll help you to the end, right? Besides, I can spend a while with Qiaoqiao, so I can't be with you every day!

Nie Beikou Flower Said

Song Qiaoqiao answered shyly and said in a low voice, Brother Nie, how can you... speak like a disciple!

Song Qiaoqiao said that it was like a mosquito in the end?

Nie Bei could hear it clearly, but he just smiled indifferently, let me come, you lead the way in front

In ancient times, there were not many people with Nie Bei's face and enthusiasm. Song Qiaoqiao could not resist Nie Bei and could only go to the front to lead the way empty-handed

Nie Bei followed her with the whole truck of firewood, watching Tingting walking with her evenly shaped figure, her round butt twisted slightly, and her sweet face occasionally came back and smiled slightly at Nie Bei. The charm shown by Song Qiaoqiao in this look made Nie Bei feel that this truck of firewood was much lighter. I guess he wouldn't feel tired if he pushed one more truck.