In the end, the bamboo pole was flat on the eaves, and Duan Jiahong almost lost strength.

Awen looked at it, with distress flashing in her eyes, but she could only hold the bamboo pole without moving, waiting for him to take a rest.

"Come here slowly, don't worry, I'm here."

These words immediately warmed Awen's heart.

Her nose felt a little sore and she nodded heavily.

God still has some conscience, and there were no accidents when Awen moved slowly.

When Awen moved, Duan Jiahong was afraid that she would fall. This was no joke. If she fell, she would have to lie down for several days.

Finally, A-wen moved to the eaves. When Duan Jiahong put down the bamboo pole, A-wen found that his hands were shaking, showing that he was exerting too much force.

"Thank you, Brother Duan." She shouted in her heart.

She was willing to call her brother.

"Who is it?" A loud shout reached the ears of the two of them. Awen turned around and saw that it was the man who arrested her.

She hurriedly pulled Duan Jiahong, and the two quickly got off the ladder. Duan Jiahong pulled the ladder and pushed the man running towards them.

Then he pulled Awen and ran wildly.

He was familiar with the roads in the county town, and after three streets, the man behind him was thrown away by him.

After that, Duan Jiahong and Awen hid in a bathhouse in a hurry. They saw Awen's eyes wandering and her face turned red.

Duan Jiahong also knew that something was wrong, but he had just run around in a hurry and got in without even knowing where he was.

"You two young masters, do you want a private room or a lobby?" the waiter asked with a smile, because the clothes Awen was wearing were very expensive silk and satin.

At this time, Awen realized that she was still wearing men's clothes, or a satin that a man bought to hide her identity.

She asked Duan Jiahong, and Duan Jiahong understood immediately.

"Come to a private room."

"Okay. Guests, please come in." The waiter took the two of them to a private room. There was boiled hot water in it. After bringing it, the waiter left.

Duan Jiahong looked at the private room with some confusion, mentally planning how much money he had in his pocket. If it wasn't enough, it would be embarrassing later.

Awen didn't think so much anymore. She sat on a chair nearby and let out a big breath. She finally escaped. She was so frustrated.

Looking at Duan Jiahong standing aside, he pointed to the hot water in the pool and motioned for him to take a bath. He had made great efforts to save her just now.

Now that he's here, taking a dip will be good for him who just overexerted himself.

Duan Jiahong's face turned red, but it was invisible due to his relatively healthy complexion.

"I, I don't need to wash it. Is your throat okay?"

Awen shook her head. Seeing that he didn't wash, she knelt by the pool and washed off the things on her face. Damn, what is this big piece of stuff?

Awen, who had returned to her original appearance, felt instantly relieved. She sat by the pool and looked at how clean the place was. She nodded at the environment.

I took a thin piece of unknown leather and looked at it carefully. After looking at it for a long time, I still couldn’t figure out how on earth this thing was made?

Duan Jiahong walked up to Awen, saw her curiosity, and explained to her: "This should be made of pigskin. The workmanship is very complicated and it is a very rare dough."

Awen nodded. What she was concerned about was whether this could still be used. This thing would still be very useful to hide from debt collectors in the future.

Duan Jiahong took the dough in her hand and saw that it was covered with a large area of ​​gum. He didn't know if it hurt when Awen took it off just now.
Chapter completed!