THE FIERCE FARM GIRL HAS A SECRET SPACE

1254: Chapter 1254: Thorn in the Back (2) 1254: Chapter 1254: Thorn in the Back (2) "Ah, my nose is sturdy enough, stop pinching it," Yang Ruxin hurriedly pulled down the other party's large hand. "Isn't it because I think no one looks as good as my man, so I can't help but smile secretly?" Gu Qingheng usually showed little expression in front of others, even you could say his entire demeanor was cold, but at this moment, the corners of his mouth still couldn't help but rise.

However, since Yang Ruxin was dressed as a man at the time, although the two didn't feel anything amiss, to outsiders, the intimacy between the two men seemed a bit eye-catching. Yu Qingfeng even frowned, frequently glancing sideways. "What are you looking at?" Since Du Juan was standing right next to Yu Qingfeng, she naturally noticed his small movements and couldn't help frowning. "Mr. Gu and Mr. Yang the two..." Yu Qingfeng, however, didn't mind Du Juan's attitude, instead showing a curious expression.

"What are you thinking?" Du Juan snapped in a low voice, then disdainfully moved away from him. Yu Qingfeng felt somewhat gloomy and could only turn his head to secretly ask Shadow Three, but Shadow Three had heard the question he had asked Du Juan just now, so a cold gaze swept over, freezing the words right in his throat. Yang Ruxin was admiring the beauty of her own man, but suddenly felt as if someone was watching her, an uneasy sensation, and she hurriedly looked back, but apart from a dense crowd eagerly waiting, there were no suspicious people. Was it just an illusion?

Yang Ruxin frowned slightly and withdrew her gaze. But that feeling quickly resurfaced, unfortunately, she was still unable to spot any suspicious person. "What's wrong?" Gu Qingheng naturally noticed Yang Ruxin's odd behavior. Yang Ruxin shook her head: "I keep feeling like someone is watching me." Gu Qingheng glanced around, his eyes flashing coldly. At that moment, out of nowhere, a middle-aged man in a gray robe appeared, and with a swift motion like pulling a radish out of dry land, he leapt onto what appeared to be a platform about five or six meters high.

He first scanned the crowd below, then cupped his fists towards them: "Thank you for the profound affection from all the heroes, my young lady will soon start throwing the embroidered ball, hoping everyone can get the ball by their skill. My young lady awaits the heroes at the villa..." saying this, he waved his hand and then retreated to the edge of the platform. Quickly, a fragrant breeze passed by, followed by the sound of silken bamboo music, and a group of maidens in pink descended from the sky, landing on the platform, each holding a red silk-wrapped spherical ball.

The crowd below started whispering secretly, just watching these ten maidens was captivating enough. "Are these maidens from Wanren Villa?" Yang Ruxin nudged Gu Qingheng, "Pretty impressive, huh?" Gu Qingheng glanced at Yang Ruxin: "I hadn't noticed." Yang Ruxin couldn't help rolling her eyes. At that moment, the middle-aged man spoke again: "The throwing of the embroidered ball is about to begin, limited to the duration of one incense stick." As soon as his words fell, the ten maidens dispersed to the edges of the platform, smilingly lifting the embroidered balls in their hands.

The crowd below instantly boiled with excitement, eagerly watching above, some even started raising their hands shouting, "Over here," and the like. The expressions of the maidens on the platform remained unchanged. As the middle-aged man said, "Start," they collectively threw the embroidered balls they held.