"Chu Qing, who sent this post?"

Yan Jiujiu put the post on the dresser, and put on the upper body with her left and right hands along the cheongsam that Chu Qing shook off, the soft and greasy brocade and the ironing sticker, she buttoned the small and delicate Ruyi buckle of the neckline, and the pink and soft fingers like the tip of the lotus flower were cut along the two sides of the strands, and she couldn't help but feel that this material was very smooth and delicate.

Chu Qing squatted at Yan Jiujiu's feet and sorted out the corners of the cheongsam, and when she heard what the young lady said, she wondered.

I saw that she said without thinking, "Who else can think about Miss like this?" Of course, it was sent by the young master," he said and added as a matter of course, "The young master must be busy with official business, otherwise he will definitely come to see you in person!"

"Are you so sure that it was sent by the young master cousin?can you see who sent it?" Yan Jiujiu shook his head and sighed, "But the distant mountains?"

"Far Mountain?" Chu Qing let Yan Jiujiu and stood up, "It's not the Wei Steward, the girl said that it was the person who served by the young master's side, and you have also seen it, Miss." ”

"Oh?" Yan Jiujiu, she sat in front of the dresser and took care of her sideburns, "But Da Zhen and Xiao Zhen?"

"No! that's it!" Chu Qing took the rosewood comb in Yan Jiujiu's hand, combing Yan Jiujiu's waterfall-like green silk.

"Which one?" Yan Jiujiu closed his eyes dimly and said softly.

"Have you forgotten? The girl who always waits for the young master's pen and ink in the study. Chu Qing parted Yan Jiujiu's hair, coiled out a basic bun, and then braided and wound two or three strands, which was very numb.

Chu Qing is an anxious child, she saw that Miss couldn't think of a look that she didn't care much about for a while, she couldn't help sweating anxiously, she was desperately looking for clues that could remind Miss one or two.

"That girl, I and Miss have met several times in the Young Master's Academy! Today, she is also the one who came to deliver the post, it just so happened that Ah Ding was not there, and Ah sent it in, I looked at it from a distance in front of the window, I didn't care, I just thought it was a little girl who ran errands next to the Young Master, but Ah said that the girl looked at the face, and only said that she was on an errand in the Young Master's Academy, so I thought about it and then thought about the few glances that I had unintentionally glanced, and it was a little familiar. It's the young master who is waiting by his side, and it's from the academy, so it's definitely her!"

"You remember clearly, how do you know that she is not the little girl next to Young Master Bibiao?"

Yan Jiujiu opened his eyes and turned his head to look at Chu Qing.

"I don't look like ....."

"You don't look like it, I think there are more little girls in his family!"

Chu Qing put the comb on the table, turned around and followed Yan Jiujiu into the closet.

"That's what I think! Miss, you were unconscious for a few days when you came back from the French Concession, and the young master couldn't wait to transfer all the girls and mothers-in-law in the courtyard where you lived to serve, but she was the only one..... It stands to reason that she lives in the outer wing of the academy, and she doesn't know how much more convenient than those maids, why didn't the young master transfer her? Every day, I changed your dressing and wiped her body, running inside and out, and several times I saw that she was just watering the flowers in the yard, swinging, and making a lively aunt and grandmother style, where did she seem to be used to doing heavy work......

Yan Jiujiu put on a pair of lily-colored high heels and walked out, Chu Qing knew that it was too late to cover his mouth when he was speechless.

She hurriedly chased after her, and saw Yan Jiujiu pull out the hairpin that fixed the bun at the back of her head.

The jet-black soft hair was like a strong satin that was loosened and fell on his back.

The phrase 'women are made of water, and men are made of mud' can probably be explained.

If a woman is made of water, then her hair is naturally made of water.

And countless 'mud' is inseparable from the nourishment of this water, without water, it will have to dry up and crack, too much water, it will drift with the current, into a lump of mud that cannot support the wall, commonly known as and thin mud.

Therefore, if this water is 3,000, it is better to take only one scoop to drink.

Jing Shilang naturally understood this truth early.

"Chu Qing, if you make your young lady unhappy like this all day long, I have to pick a few hard-working, clever and sensible girls from the house!"

As he spoke, Jing Shilang, who was standing at the door, was about to push the door in.

"Young Master Cousin......" Chu Qing pouted, she was worried that she had nowhere to complain, Miss has always been angry for some reason recently, she really couldn't figure out Miss's pulse more and more.

"Stop!" Yan Jiujiu turned around and shouted at the man who stepped one leg towards the door, "Get out! Get out! Who let you in? Don't you know if this is a woman's boudoir? The so-called men and women don't kiss, even if they are connected to the family, the cousin is still self-respecting!"

"Okay, good!" Jing Shilang smiled and retracted his slender thighs, "What my cousin said is very true, and I will wait for my cousin to be justified in the future!"

After a few laughs, he strode away.

There was the sound of sonorous footsteps in the hallway.

"My cousin still doesn't bother to dress up, this Jessie is just a girl. ”

The muffled sound of leather shoes hitting the Osteu carpet faded away, and the corridor echoed with Jing Shilang's aftermath.

Yan Jiujiu stomped her feet angrily, she looked at the wooden hairpin in her eyes and then looked at Chu Qing.

"Miss, don't you comb this hair......

"Comb!" she sat down at the dresser with a straight face, "comb me like that!"

"Yes!" Chu Qing took the wooden comb with a smile, but muttered in a low voice, "I obviously combed it just now, and I untied it again, and now I have to .....comb it again."

"Don't think I can't hear you standing behind you and chewing your tongue!"

The first sunny day was like a chilling cicada.

She looked up and secretly glanced at the young lady in the glasses, her face slightly red from anger, just like the new lychee, with delicate texture and even flesh and bones.

Miss has always been moody lately, although she saves Miss from looking like this, it is not that she is annoyed by her, but it is related to the young master, but it is always known that the young master has always regarded the young lady as the person on the top of his heart, and he has always done everything, but how can she be the young lady who is contrary to the young master, and she is getting farther and farther?

She has been familiar with the art of coiling hair for many years, and she is naturally ripe, her eyes are thinking about things suddenly, but the movements of her hands do not fall at all, and she is about to urge the young lady to go downstairs, but she accidentally glances at the post on the dresser.

It was the girl who was waiting at the Young Master's Academy who handed it over, and her gaze did not linger too long, and then she went out of the young lady's living room.

It's just that there are some doubts in my heart.

Although she couldn't see the content of the post clearly, she still saw the small characters on the fly's head, and the line of Juanxiu looked like a woman's charming dance, which was obviously a woman's font!

Her eyes lit up, and she was surprised.

No wonder the young lady asked her so carefully who wrote this post, could it be that the girl wrote it?

It's just that what is she writing this post for? If she invited the young lady to just speak generously, why did she have an ambiguous attitude when she sent the post?

Chu Qing only felt very strange when he thought about it.

Do you want to inform Young Master Cousin about this?