Chapter 571

Such a scene reminds junzhimu of the first night he led her back to junzhimu's house. She stood by the bed with vigilance. She was very sleepy, but she didn't dare to go to bed.

Junzhimu looked at her and felt that she was a little worried. He went to the cloakroom and took a set of pajamas and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Joe was relieved to see him close the bathroom door.

She didn't know what to say to him. They were still very nervous when they were alone in the spacious main bedroom.

I heard a splash of water coming from the bathroom.

share the same bed and the same pillow.

She knew she couldn't escape tonight. Looking at the big bed in front of her, she made a strategic analysis and decided to sleep on the right side of the bed. If anything happened, it was convenient for her to get out of bed and run quickly.

She still chose to sleep on the right side. Junzhimu came out of the bathroom and caught a glimpse that she was like a corpse, wrapped in a thin quilt and huddled by the right bed.

Turn off the headlight in the bedroom, leaving a soft bedside lamp.

"... you keep moving to the side and you fall under the bed." Jun's shepherd saw that she was like a monster in his own flood, and didn't remind her.

Qiao Baoer's heart was cold, and she didn't dare to move, so she was sleeping on the edge of the bed.

Junzhimu reached out and fished her back. "Don't move."

Qiao bao'er's whole body was tense and stiff. The man was next to her body, covered with the same quilt. Their skin was close to each other. His body was very hot and full of masculine air. Qiao bao'er's face was flushed unconsciously.

Junzhimu remembered her sharp teeth before. She had bitten him many times, and she dared to grab the quilt from him. How could she be so honest now.

She even blushed.

Jun Zhi Mu feels funny in her heart. She suddenly forgets him. It's good for her to be good.

He turned over on purpose and pressed her under him with great momentum. His deep eyes were burning at her shy face and low voice. He asked her, "... Qiao bao'er, do you want us to have a deep understanding? Maybe you will remember."

Qiao bao'er seems to be scared silly, staring at the man over his head, forgetting to refuse.

Junzhimu knows her dull arc of reflection.

Qiao bao'er's whole face turned red and cried out in anger and shame, "ah, your salty pig's hand, you, you take it away quickly --"

"Don't move."

Junzhimu still bent down to suppress her. The big palm of his right hand still stayed in her chest for a minute, tentatively stroking the skin around her. He was not so impatient. He just touched the injury on her right chest.

Until Jun Zhimu released her contentedly and lay flat on the pillow beside her, he caught a glimpse of her face as red as a cooked shrimp. She was very subdued. She dared to be angry and speechless.

Now she is easier to bully.

"Tomorrow, I'll take you to the club to meet some people." His tone softened.

Qiao bao'er didn't listen to him at all. She felt dizzy. She wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, was alert all over her body, and was in high concentration. She was frightened all night.

Just like the first night she married, the man beside the pillow didn't touch her. She struggled until midnight and fell asleep unconsciously.

Jun Zhi Mu didn't sleep.

Looking at her face, he had a deep melancholy in his heart. His voice was very low and light. "Qiao bao'er, I used to say that I didn't remember you. That's false. Now you forget me, but it's true."

After two years together, how can you forget me so easily.

The next day, when Qiao Baoer woke up, he found that the man beside his pillow had already got up.

She didn't know what time he usually got up. She fell asleep last night.

Maybe she said hello to the servants at home, and no one came into the room to wake her up near 11 noon.

"... he seemed to say last night that he was going to take me to meet someone?" Qiao Baoer's memory is a little confused.

Just sat up, because of chest injury, she moved very gently.

"Meow ~" there was a cat call from the wide balcony on the left.

Qiao bao'er turned her head to look in the direction of the sound. She was very surprised. Because the east wind was strong last night, a glass door on the balcony was closed by the maid.

Outside the balcony, in the bright sunshine, Qiao bao'er clearly saw a black cat with shining hair and dark skin.

It was hitting the glass door with the cat's head, making a slight sound, as if to deliberately attract her attention in the room.

Qiao bao'er was really surprised.

The cat seemed to be intelligent. When the black cat saw that she turned her head and looked at it, she immediately straightened up and sat down. The golden cat's eyes were fixed on her, and she swung the cat's tail, patiently waiting for her to come and open the door.

Qiao bao'er approached the glass door full of doubts and vigilance, "do I know you?"

I felt that the cat seemed to be familiar with me. I was not afraid of her at all, so I squatted and waited for her.

However, the Earl's temper was too good for him to wait for her.

At the moment when Qiao bao'er opened the glass door carefully, the black cat stood up and went to the corner of the balcony, carrying a yellow folded kraft paper in front of her.

Then, like the completion of its task, without waiting for Qiao bao'er to respond, the black cat's limbs were strong, and jumped down, only to hear the sound of some abnormal movements in the grass downstairs, and then it disappeared.

"This guy is so rude." Qiao bao'er lies on the balcony guardrail and looks downstairs. He can't see the cat's figure. He is inexplicably dissatisfied and murmurs.

It seems that's how she used to get along with it.

She picked up the yellow kraft paper on the ground. "What, who will send a cat to deliver the letter? It can't be a treasure map..." she said to herself.

"Is it really a treasure map?" Qiao bao'er's eyes are wide open. She is just pulling. Unexpectedly, the kraft paper is really a map.

Several mountains were painted, which looked like isolated islands in the sea. Around the islands, there was a cloud like fog covering the islands.

There are geographic coordinates.

A thick dashed arrow is also drawn, which seems to guide how to enter the island area.

A figure like a sarcophagus is drawn in the middle of the map, and a scepter is drawn beside the sarcophagus.

Qiao bao'er can't understand what these stand for. She carefully holds the kraft paper on her hands and looks at it carefully

It seems that the yellowing kraft paper has a very old age, and the rough papermaking process is not like a modern product. The black ink map should have been drawn by hand, and the handwriting seems to have existed for hundreds of years or more.

In the lower right corner of this old piece of kraft paper, there is a line.

Qiao bao'er can't understand this kind of ancient writing, and the handwriting has been worn out.

"... do you want to go to an archaeologist to study these ancient characters?"

She was murmuring. When she picked up this piece of kraft paper, she was surprised to notice that the back of this precious piece of kraft paper was gently depicted with a modern pen.

[Strozzi islands]

Qiao Baoer recognized this light and casual handwriting at the first sight, "little pillar."

Such a time colored kraft paper map must be a very precious cultural relic. It's completely in line with Tang Yu's character that someone willfully wrote something on the back.