Chapter 115: Grabbing the bag

"Sister and sister...... Excuse me! ā€

Stammering this sentence, Shi Wushuang swallowed his saliva, pulled the little guy who was already weak and turned around and left. Pen Ɨ fun Ɨ Pavilion www. biquge。 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Oh, my God! That's not who my sister and Qingfeng are!

Ye Zijin smiled angrily, speechless, looking at the back of the world unequaled galloping, his mouth opened slightly.

"Ye Zipei, you take another step and try."

The light tone was like a whisper in a lover's ear, but it made Shi Wushuang, who was about to run wildly, stop abruptly.

The little girl was so anxious that tears rolled in her eyes, if it weren't for Shi Wushuang's forced drag, she would have been able to sit on the ground immediately.

Ye Zijin sneered, didn't speak, and just looked at the windy and graceful back of the jade tree in front of him.

Big drops of sweat dripped down her forehead, and she wanted to say something like whether you were wrong, but the twins' telepathy let her know that the people behind her must not be provoked at this time when they are officially angry.

After pondering for a moment, Shi Wushuang rubbed his hands on his face and squeezed out a flattering smile.

"Hey, hey, sister, it's a coincidence, you're here too."

As he spoke, he pulled Zhuzhu, who didn't dare to look at Ye Zijin, and walked over there, but his heart was extremely flustered.

Ye Zijin glared at Ye Zipei and gritted his teeth.

"Tell me about it! You told your mother that you went to Prince Gong's Mansion to deliver tea sets to Heng Shizi! How to send a tea set to here! ā€

As he spoke, he stepped forward and pulled the clothes on Ye Zipei's body.

"What is this! Yes? If you read it right, this is Liu Heng's clothes! Do you know how to find a helper? ā€

Ye Zijin was angry, not only because Ye Zipei ran out in this costume, but also because she didn't tell her sister about this kind of thing, but went to find Liu Heng, who had cheated her a lot in her previous life!

Struggling to suppress the anger in his heart, Ye Zijin turned around and walked towards the other end of the alley, where an inconspicuous carriage was parked.

Ye Zipei trembled and pulled the stumbling beads to follow behind, behind the breeze cushion. When the breeze passed, Ye Zipei glared at her threateningly. Needless to say, it's definitely this guy stalking himself.

Trace!

My sister sent someone to follow her!

Wanting to question and resist, Ye Zipei looked at Ye Zijin's back in front of him, opened his mouth, and finally didn't dare to speak.

Out of the alley, just as they were about to walk to the carriage, a pleasant voice suddenly sounded in the ears of the two of them.

"Ye Zijin!"

Ye Zijin's face changed, and he wanted to immediately pull the struggling Ye Zi into the car, but it was too late.

"Miss Ye, it's really you!"

Not far away, a carriage stopped in front of Ye Zijin, and the curtains were lifted, revealing a beautiful and lively face.

It is the granddaughter of Zuo Xiang's solemnity, and her father is Guanglu Temple Qing Zhuang Cong, I heard that when she was born, she was just in time to go up the mountain to incense, and she was born in a nunnery outside the city, so she gave the master in the nunnery a name, called Xiaomeng, and took this chic name in order not to let her be contaminated with Buddhism, so as not to see through the red dust, after all, it is really a deep Buddha relationship.

Ye Zijin frowned, and the leaf behind her as she spoke, wearing beads, had already arrived behind her.

"Hello Miss Zhuang, may I ask what you are doing?"

Zhuang Yaomeng didn't care about Ye Zijin's cold attitude, but got off the carriage from the hand holding the girl.

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just ......"

Before the words fell, Zhuang Yaomeng and the girl next to her suddenly looked straight behind Ye Zijin with their eyes, their eyes full of obsession.

Ye Zijin was slightly stunned, suddenly remembered something, and looked at Ye Zipei behind him with an ugly face.

The latter looked at Ye Zijin with an innocent face.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Ye Zijin moved a few steps without a trace, just blocking Zhuang Yaomeng's eyes.

Coming back to her senses, she reflexively wanted to reach out and pull away Ye Zijin in front of her, but when her hands were raised, she reacted, and her face turned red.

"I—I just want to say hello to Miss Ye."

In his previous life, Ye Zijin didn't have any sincere friends around him because of Ye Wanran, so in this life, except for Leng Ruhui and Yiyun and a few others who took the initiative to move forward, they really didn't have any friends.

Although I usually look at it with a smile on my face, in fact, except for those handkerchiefs, it is indifferent to everyone.

But because of the particularity of their sisters, even if they don't deal with these noble daughters, they still make some people want to be close. Unfortunately, this Miss Zhuang is one of them.

After speaking, Zhuang Yaomeng's face showed two flushes, and even his ears were slightly hot.

Ye Zipei looked funny in the back, and proudly raised his eyebrows at Zhuzhu on the side.

In order to paint the makeup of the two, she insisted on painting at the inn for more than half an hour before going out.

Thanks to the fact that everyone loves beauty in the past life, and the convenience of the Internet, she has read a lot of all kinds of makeup tutorials on the Internet. This time it was finally a big use, she turned her two soft and charming pretty faces into white and tender little students.

Ye Zijin stared at him in warning, still restless, and secretly glanced at Ye Zipei, who was secretly sending Qiu Bo to Zhuang Yaomeng, and turned back politely to Miss Zhuang.

"That greeting has been called, my brother and I still have important matters, it is better to get together another day."

After speaking, without waiting for the other party to reply, he frowned and bowed to Ye Zipei.

"Don't go up yet!"

Ye Zipei touched his nose stupidly, shrugged helplessly, and stepped on the footstool that had been prepared for a long time and got into the carriage.

Seeing this, Zhuang Yaomeng was anxious and grabbed Ye Zijin's sleeve.

"Sister Zijin might as well come to my house to get together, last time Princess Yiyun and Lu, we didn't have a chance to talk."

Ye Zipei stood on the carriage and knocked clearly, seeing this, she couldn't help but wonder, of course she saw that Miss Zhuang's drunkard was not meant to drink. However, thinking of Yiyun's and courtesy some time ago, her impression of this Miss Zhuang was a little better. At the beginning, Liu Li's life hung in the balance, and everyone on the painting boat wanted their sisters to be scapegoats. This Miss Zhuang is one of the few people who don't know each other, except for Leng Ruhui and others, to help speak.

Ye Zijin looked at Ye Zipei funny, and was helpless against Zhuang Yaomeng, who was holding his sleeve, so he had to wink at his sister.

Giggling, Ye Zipei had a bad eye, staring at Ye Zijin's gaze that was about to eat people, Ye Zipei's folding fan opened with a "swish", and the corners of her mouth hooked the smile she thought was the most suave.

"This sister is so familiar, haven't we seen it in our dreams?"

When Zhuang Yaomeng heard this, the shyness on her face was even thicker, even her ears were red, and her cheeks were about to drip blood.

Trembling and about to speak, Ye Zipei looked at her with a smile and said affectionately.

"It's a pity that I still have important things to do with my sister today, so I really won't accompany me, so if I don't say goodbye this time, I will visit in person another day."

Although he was reluctant, but what the admiring person said, Zhuang Yaomeng had no reason not to listen, and immediately let go of Ye Zijin's sleeve when he heard the words. Even more shyly and timidly, he took off a jasper gold stack of silk from his head, bit his teeth, and slowly walked to Ye Zipei.

"The slave family is the second daughter of the Zuo Xiang Zhuang family, her name is Xiao Meng, and the concubine is very comforted by what the son said, and I hope the son will not break his word."

As he spoke, he shook the step in his hand forward, but he was too shy to look up.

ā€œ......ā€

Ye Zijin held his forehead, shook his head slightly, and glared at Ye Zipei fiercely, but he stepped forward and reached out to gently press Zhuang Yaomeng's hand down.

"Miss Zhuang is polite, but this meeting gift is too expensive, it's better to wait for the next meeting to choose the right one."

After speaking, he smiled at each other distantly, and got into the carriage with Qingfeng's hand.

"Goodbye, Miss Zhuang."

Seeing that Ye Zijin and the others' carriage was really leaving, Zhuang Yaomeng's hand was slightly stiff, and she heard Ye Zijin's voice, but it was in a hurry. Seeing that the carriage was about to go away, she hurriedly ignored the shame of being rejected, and shouted at Ye Zipei.

"Wanggongzi told him the name, and the slave family came to visit on a good day."

Ye Zipei couldn't hold back in the carriage for a long time, and was covering his mouth and snickering in the carriage, but he heard these words again.

Waving his hand at Ye Zijin, Ye Zipei opened the window and stretched out his head, shouting at Zhuang Yaomeng.

"In the next life, Wushuang is known as Wushuang Gongzi, if Miss Zhuang really wants to teach Wushuang this friend, it is better to take enough silver to listen to the rain building in three days!" (To be continued.) )