As they spoke, the two entered the house and sat down.

Qianluo hurriedly poured tea for the two of them, and then stepped aside.

"Brother Qiandrunk, have you been busy in the capital lately, can you stay for a few days?" Xuan Miao'er asked casually first.

The drunken boy picked up the teacup and took a sip of hot tea: "Fortunately, there will always be some busy at the end of the year, especially the food shops are in short supply, and the safflower cloth of our printing and dyeing workshop is more, and the New Year's pictures of the calligraphy and painting workshop have also begun to be printed in large quantities, and the magazines are also typeset." ”

Xuan Miaoer naturally knows all of this: "I drew some more samples of New Year's paintings a while ago, and Zhou Yuguang and a few of them can also draw them, so it's not less than last year's appearance, by the way, Brother Qiandrunk, when do you think it's better for magazines to start selling?"

"I've thought about this, either starting on the 18th of next month, or after the New Year, after the 15th day of the first month. The drunken boy said with a teacup in his hand.

Xuan Miaoer also thought about these problems: "I also considered a lot of factors, if you are busy with the New Year, new things will not cause much repercussions, and people's enthusiasm is also on the New Year, or start next month, there are still two months before the New Year, and relatives and friends who can't prepare for the New Year can also discuss with each other." ”

Qianzui's gaze was opposite to Xuan Miao'er: "I think so too, then it will be the eighteenth of next month, thank you Miao'er, I think about Brother Qianzui for everything." ”

Xuan Miaoer didn't want to sensationalize, she always felt that Hua Jiye's house was still funny, so she also changed the topic: "Isn't Brother Qiandrunk also thinking about me for good things, by the way, Brother Qiandrunk, how is Brother Xiao good recently? Isn't it very lively that he has so many wives in his family?"

Speaking of this, Qianzui couldn't help but smile: "You think it's interesting, after that year, you went to the capital to play for a few days, and I took you to his house to have a look, it was very lively." ”

Xuan Miao'er thought about it for a while, and then made up for it by herself, a group of fat swallows and thin warblers and warblers all surrounded Xiao Jin, and then saw that she seemed to have a hate, Mom, it was terrible, she hurriedly waved her hand: "I still don't want it, it's scary to think about, but I still have curiosity, that is, how does he choose where to sleep every day?"

The drunken boy put down the teacup in his hand, reached out and knocked Xuan Miao'er's head with his index finger: "You are not a big person, why do you think nonsense?"

Xuan Miao'er touched her head awkwardly: "I'm not curious about what happened on the bed, I'm curious about how he can make the backyard peaceful." ”

"How can it be peaceful? Where there are many people, there are still many people, and where there are many women, then there is still good, so my house is quiet, if you go to the capital to play, you should go to my house." When the drunken boy thought of Xiao Jin's home, he couldn't help but want to laugh.

Fortunately, it was Xiao Jin, who had a way of dealing with women, but sometimes he ran to hide from Qingjing, and this woman's kung fu climbing the bed had reached a certain point.

Xuan Miaoer understands this very well, and when she thinks of the harem drama she watched, her hairs will stand up: "Brother Qiandrunk, you are wise, don't marry too many wives in the future, it's terrible to have too much." ”

Qian drunk smiled: "When did I say that I would marry many women, I will have one enough, but this one must be with my own thoughts." He said and looked at Xuan Miao'er.

Every time Xuan Miao'er met these eyes, she felt like she was being electrified, and she lowered her head and looked at her water glass: "You have a good idea, you have lived a quiet life since you were a child." ”

The drunken boy looked outside: "It's not early, I'll go back to the house first, you come to the house tomorrow, the autumn paintings, I'm looking forward to this winter." ”

"Okay, then I'll have breakfast tomorrow, and I have to arrange a few tasks for Zhou Yuguang and them. "Xuan Miao'er is also very busy now, after all, with a few students.

The drunken boy stood up: "Okay, I'll wait for you tomorrow morning." ”

Xuan Miao'er also got up: "Okay, see you tomorrow morning." ”

After sending the drunken boy into the carriage, Xuan Miaoer returned to the house, and the smile on her face never went down.

Qianluo happily on the side: "Miss, Qianzhui is so good to you, every time you come back, you come to us first." ”

Xuan Miaoer was also in a very good mood: "Yes, Brother Qianzui really takes care of me." ”

Qianmo once again confirmed his thoughts on the side, but he didn't say anything, Xuan Miaoer told him that there are some things that he has to pretend not to know, he understands that he not only has to pretend not to know, but also to help hide it.

The next morning, Qianluo pulled Xuan Miaoer up and began to dress up.

Xuan Miaoer was speechless: "Qianluo, I'm going to meet friends, not lovers." ”

Qianluo compared the hairpin on her head, and said, "Miss, why do we say that we are also going to visit the door, right? ”

"But you don't have to wear all the jewelry you can wear, it's too heavy, and I can't wear it." Xuan Miao'er pulled out the hairpin that Qianluo had just inserted.

Qianluo took another one and plugged it in: "Miss, this one is good-looking." ”

Xuan Miao'er really doesn't like this walk-up and ding-dong ringing: "Qianluo, if you have to wear so many things for me, I won't go, let Qianmo go to Qianfu to deliver a letter, just say that I can't walk and can't go." ”

When he said this, he was afraid: "I listen to Miss, Miss don't go." ”

In the end, he dressed up according to Xuan Miaoer's requirements and went out, but Qianluo was not satisfied, which was too plain.

When I arrived at Qianfu, Butler Qian was already waiting at the door: "Miss Xuan is here, please come inside, Childe made a sweet soup in the morning, and made Miss's favorite dim sum." ”

"Every time I come, I have to trouble everyone, and I have to toss a drunken brother, I'm a little embarrassed. Xuan Miao'er said politely.

"There are very few visitors to our house, especially the female guest, you are the first, we are happy to serve, but I am afraid that you will not come. Steward Qian led the way with a smile on his face.

The two of them talked and entered the inner courtyard, and the drunken boy was dressed in a crescent-colored robe, with a collar of black fox fur, and a silver mask, which looked a little cold, but the casual smile in his eyes made the winter more warm.

"Here, let's get inside. "The drunken boy said it very naturally, as if the two were a family.

Xuan Miaoer entered the house and saw the hot and sweet soup on the table, as well as snacks, and she couldn't say how warm she was: "Brother Qianzui knows my preferences best, and I like sweet." ”

The drunken boy sat down with a smile in the corner of his eyes: "Sit down and eat, and let's go to the wooden building later." ”

Xuan Miao'er was not polite, and picked what she liked to eat: "Brother Qiandrunk, the cooks in your house are really better than those in Drunken Immortal Building." ”

The drunken boy watched her eat, and a smile appeared under the mask: "If you like it, you will be allowed to eat until you don't want to eat in the future." ”

"I can't get enough of it every day. ”

"Little girl, eat slowly and drink some sweet soup. (To be continued.) )