The Boss Wears a Book To a Woman Chapter 131

The voices of the women laughing loudly were particularly harsh in the silent night, and it also made the little man shiver incessantly in fright.

He knew that if they really wanted to do something to him, he would never be able to escape.

He learned poetry and book etiquette since he was a child, so he naturally knew that if a man loses his innocence, his life will be more uncomfortable than his death.

If they really wanted to do something to him, then he had no choice but to die to keep his innocence.

The trembling little hand unconsciously caressed the hairpin in his hair. Perhaps, his life would be here today.

If Dad knew that he was dead, he would be very sad!

The black shadow was getting closer and closer to him, and Qiao Yun had already grasped the hairpin tightly. They only needed to take one step closer, and his blood would splatter on the spot.

"stop!"

A ragged woman ran out of the ruined temple, glaring at those who were about to commit violence.

The night was too dark, and Qiao Yun couldn't see the woman's face clearly, but the voice was like the sound of heaven, pulling him out of hell.

The few women froze, they never thought that there would be someone here to show their strength, they had heard about the people living in this ruined temple, those stinky beggars couldn't even fill their stomachs, how could they have time to play with heroes? Save the beauty?

"Smelly beggar, this matter has nothing to do with you. If you just pretend that you haven't seen anything, our sisters won't embarrass you. Get out of here."

A woman scolded sharply, not paying attention to the extremely thin beggar in front of her.

"Lang Lang Qian Kun, at the feet of the Buddha, are you actually trying to bully a man from a good family here? Are you really not afraid of retribution?"

Nan Jun knew that the ancients were very taboo about talking about ghosts and gods, and he only hoped that saying this would make them leave quickly.

After all, she is hiding here, and it is not appropriate to reveal her identity.

But when Qiao Yun was in trouble, Nan Jun would never sit idly by. She vaguely remembered that Qiao Yun in the book put his heart on her after the heroine "Nan Jun" saved the beauty.

Naturally, Nan Jun would not approach Qiao Yun like that person in order to take advantage of him, but she also had a purpose. She wanted to get close to him, to get him, and to be with him forever. Bar!

Several women looked at each other, dropped Qiao Yun who was shivering in the grass, turned around and walked towards Nanjun.

"Little beggar, if there is a way to heaven, you don't go, but if there is no way to hell, you insist on breaking in. If this is the case, don't blame our sisters for being cruel."

The woman spat out the grass roots she was holding in her mouth, and a murderous intent flashed in her eyes.

Several women threw their fists at Nanjun, and Qiao Yun yelled with trembling body, "Be careful."

Nan Jun's heart warmed, this little man was always so kind.

Dodging the woman's fist sideways, Nan Jun turned and kicked out, and the three women fell to the ground.

The three of them held their chests and couldn't stop screaming for pain, but Nan Jun stood there, his eyes became even colder, and he raised his finger to the small intersection.

"roll!"

The three of them scrambled and ran away, probably already woke up from their drunkenness at this time.

"Are you all right, son?"

Nan Jun came in front of Qiao Yun, raised his hand but did not pull him, his clothes were not stained with the dirt all over his body.

Qiao Yun stood up slowly, looking at the woman in front of her and pursed her lips.

Although she was dressed in rags, her heart was clean. Under the moonlight, her eyes were shining like stars. At this moment, Qiao Yun couldn't move her eyes away.

I just saw that she is agile, not like ordinary beggars, and she is so kind, so she has a bright future in the future.

"Young master? Young master?"

Nan Jun called out worriedly twice, and then woke up the little man from his daze, but the man's face was covered with a layer of blush visible to the naked eye.

"Thank you, you are not hurt?"

Qiao Yun thanked Nanjun shyly, without showing the slightest disgust on her face because of her foul smell.

"I have nothing to do, but you, son, how did you appear here?"

Qiao Yun suddenly lowered his eyes, and under the moonlight, his long eyelashes turned into two small fans, fluttering, so beautiful!

With a pair of small hands twisting his sleeves, Qiao Yun pursed his mouth and said aggrievedly: "I didn't wait for my carriage to come home after I came out of the school, until the night was getting dark, there was no one at the gate of the school, and I was suddenly beaten unconscious In the past...I don't know why they brought me here."

The carriage in the mansion had always been waiting at the entrance of the academy, but something happened today, and he didn't wait for the familiar figure for a long time.

Nan Jun involuntarily raised his hand to rub his little head, but when he saw the blackness of his hand, he retracted it embarrassingly.

"It's not safe here. If you don't mind, young master, you can rest in this temple for one night. I'll take you home in the morning."

From the bottom of her heart, Qiao Yun believed that the little beggar in front of her was a good person, and did not suspect that she would plot any wrongdoing, so she nodded heavily, and followed Nan Jun into the ruined temple.

There were many beggars nested in the ruined temple, and they were sleeping soundly. No one noticed that Nan Jun had brought someone back, only a few small fires that were burning made crackling sounds from time to time.

Nan Jun led Qiao Yun all the way into the innermost room of the ruined temple. Surprisingly, there was no one there.

Qiao Yun stepped in cautiously, and Nan Jun hurriedly arranged a pile of clean straw, motioning for Qiao Yun to sit there first.

Qiao Yun didn't hesitate and sat down directly.

Nan Jun took out a somewhat cracked torch from his bosom, and lit a pile of half-burned wood, and the room was brighter.

Qiao Yun just stared at Nan Jun like this, the fire light came on, and her upturned nose was reflected in Qiao Yun's eyes.

Qiao Yun thought, if this little beggar dresses up, she should be a very beautiful woman!

Nan Jun's thin lips were pursed lightly, his hands kept moving, and soon the fire was ignited, and Qiao Yun's body also warmed up.

"Gululu... Gululu..."

The little face blushed, and Qiao Yun hurriedly raised his hand to cover his stomach, feeling very shy.

Really disappointing, how can you cry hungry at this time?

Qiao Yun secretly cursed, wishing she could find a crack in the ground and get in right away.

Seeing the shyness and annoyance on the little man's face, Nan Jun couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. In the previous life, Qiao Yun was full of burdens and heavy thoughts. He had never been so carefree as he is now.

There was a touch of distress on his chest, Nan Jun couldn't let him go hungry, so he got up and clapped his hands.

"You sit here first, and I'll get you something to eat."

"Don't go, I'm afraid, I'm not hungry..."

Qiao Yun grabbed Nan Jun's arm, his big wet eyes were full of panic, maybe those women really scared this little guy just now.

Nan Jun thought, Qiao Yun should be worried that those beggars outside would wake up and the situation just now would happen again!

"Hey... don't be afraid, no one will come in here, and I will be back soon."

Chapter end

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