Canghai also nodded, nodded again, nodded for the third time. "Let's go back. She must be in a hurry. ”

Lian Sheng was stunned before catching up. "Are you angry?"

"Nope. ”

"You're just angry. ”

"I just don't. ”

Lian Sheng couldn't see his expression behind his shoulder, so he had to say, "It's really convenient for you not to go?"

"Hmm. ”

Liansheng suddenly didn't know what to say. It was already tiring just to catch up with him, but she thought about it and said, "...... The slave maid is only responsible for taking care of the young lady, making tea, washing clothes, cleaning the house, planting flowers, watering and raising fish, serving the young lady to bathe and sleep, and occasionally some other work. One sentence was said in fits and starts, and he was out of breath.

Canghai finally slowed down and asked, "Why are you telling me this?"

Lian Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I just want to tell Childe that washing Childe's pants is not within the scope of the slave's duties." ”

Canghai stopped, slowly turned his head, raised his arms, and said solemnly: "Are you finally afraid?"

"Childe goes back with a cold face like this, Miss must blame the slave and maid for not serving well, and the slave and maid will be scolded. ”

Canghai said: "Why did you follow your young lady?"

Lian Sheng lowered his head in a proper manner, clasped his hands, and replied honestly: "The slave sister was brought back from Dongying by the young lady. ”

"She's been to Dongying?"

"Mademoiselle has been to many places. ”

"Is she good to you?"

"Not good. ”

"You're lying. ”

"Good. ”

"Lying again. ”

So Liansheng hung his head and said nothing.

Canghai said: "That's your sister?"

"Yes. ”

"What's her name?"

"Taketori. ”

"Taketori. Murong tucked her lotus feet into the hem of her skirt and curled up her knees. There was a steaming bowl of tea on the coffee table in front of him. Murong looked at the smoke rising from the hot tea in a distracted manner, and Taketori knelt on the side not too far or too close.

"Yes, miss. Taketori hung his head and stared at his hands folded in front of his abdomen.

Murong sighed. The left hand holds the fragrant cheek, the right hand holds the tea gas, and a pair of charming eyes only swirl on the low-hanging surface of the bamboo take. "Taketori. ”

"Yes, miss. ”

"You say......" The beauty subconsciously raised her noble chin, and said in a low and soft voice: "Do you think he will marry me?"

A subordinate can be ignorant, hopeless, but not shameless, without strength, without dignity, but without conscience. It is not possible to see without eyesight. Even if you don't know what to ask you, you have to answer it, and you can't answer it if you don't know what to ask or ask you.

Taketori is usually very discerning. At least a little better than her sister.

So she didn't answer anything.

Murong didn't ask again.

"Taketori?"

"Yes, miss. ”

"I just saw you smile at him. ”

What a woman believes in, especially if it is directed at another woman, she will not listen to it, no matter how she explains it. So Taketori didn't explain. Didn't even say anything.

But her palms had begun to sweat.

For men, they never know what it means to share. And no matter how lovely a woman is, sometimes she can become particularly scary. When I come across something about a man.

Murong lowered her head, her two index fingers lifting a little of the hem of her skirt, and she stared at her dancôme-stained toenails. The toenails of the beauties are also beautiful, sometimes as beautiful as their third face. Because the second face is the hand.

Murong asked faintly, "You say, does he like me?"

"Like. This time, Taketori replied immediately.

"For what?"

"Because at least he won't marry me. ”

Murong hung his head expressionlessly for a while, and suddenly smiled slightly. And then the eyebrows and eyes were bent. ...,

Sometimes jealousy makes a woman happy, even though it usually makes them very painful.

"Taketori...... Liansheng ......" Canghai walked slowly on the floor, with his hands behind his back, "It's a very compatible name." "The soles of my feet are touching the smooth wood, and there is a little bit of suction, and there is a little bit of stickiness.

Liansheng hung his head and followed in small steps, "My sister didn't have this name originally, but then on a whim, the young lady changed it to 'Taketori'." ”

"What was your sister's original name?"

"Lotus ceremony. ”

"Lian Li?" Canghai couldn't help but smile.

Liansheng said: "It is the lotus of the lotus, the gift of gifts." ”

"Well, it's time to change it. When?"

"It was a long time ago. ”

"Then when did you start following your young lady?"

"It was a long time ago. ”

Canghai nodded, was silent for a while, and then said, "Who taught your martial arts?"

"Master of the slave. ”

"Who is your master?"

"Master is Master. ”

"Not your young lady?"

"It's not. ”

"It's not Rong Cheng either?"

Liansheng was suddenly stunned, and glanced sideways at Canghai, "Why did you think of him?"

Canghai said: "Isn't it?"

"Of course not. Liansheng smiled disdainfully.

"You hate him?"

Liansheng's iceberg beauty quickly absorbed the resentment, and lowered his head and said, "Don't dare." It seemed that he tried to endure it for a while, but he still said: "Rong Cheng Gongzi knows that Miss Lu Dao will not marry him and he still does these stupid things." ”

"Oh?" Canghai smiled happily and asked proudly, "What stupid things did he do?"

This fifteen-point common language allowed Liansheng to completely open up her steady-patient heart in this moment. Lian Sheng raised his small pointed chin, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Isn't this wooden house stupid enough?"

Ha, it's stupid enough. Canghai smiled from ear to ear. "So he's not a guest. ”

"Yes, to be precise, the lady is the guest. ”

"Hmm, then how do you know that your young lady won't marry him?"

"The person that Miss likes is you. ”

"Well, the person that Miss likes is ......" Canghai's smile was pasted on his face, a little embarrassed. “...... How do you know the truth?"

Liansheng seemed to be even more angry, and the iceberg's little face was a little red. "Do you think Liansheng is blind? or a fool?"

“...... No. Canghai narrowed his eyes and looked at her, and smiled, "No, of course not." You're just a liar. ”

Liansheng was stunned. I don't know if it's because of this sentence or because of this laugh. “...... Slaves...... Deceived by what?"

"Your young lady's trust. ”

“...... Huh?"

"With your face. ”

Liansheng smiled. "To be exact, it should be the expression of the slave maid, right?

"Heh," Canghai smiled and bent his eyes, the wound under his eyes was so cute, "you are smarter than your sister in this regard." ”

Liansheng suddenly stopped, covered his face with his hands in pain, and cried low but extremely sad.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Canghai grinned as he grabbed her hand. Broken away by Lotus Sheng...... ，