Chapter 3: Nine Sisters and Nine Sisters
"Who is this?" Xia Wenshu's heartbeat missed a beat inexplicably, a bright and dazzling smile appeared on her delicate face, and she picked up the corner of her skirt and walked out. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
"Miss, no!" Qingyan stopped her with a red face and whispered: "Singing like this outside, how can you still go out." ”
"Why can't I go out? How can you miss such a big bustle. Xia Wenshu was happy and looked out.
The boy's voice somehow grew louder and louder, as if it was not far from her yard.
"Is it your home in the painting, the white clouds dye the red glow......"
"Your suitor of Xia Jiu Mei is really distracted, such an ingenious confession." Xia Wenshu smiled, but it gradually froze in Qingyan's eyes, and she vaguely remembered that the arrogant Xia Wenjing just now seemed to be calling her...... Nine sisters.
The corners of Xia Wenshu's mouth twitched, pointing at herself: "Me? I'm Xia Jiumei? ”
"Do you know the ninth sister in my brother's heart, it's the picture in my heart!" The boy sang in a high-pitched voice, as if he was about to spew out a wave of love.
Xia Wenshu's mouth is so long that she can eat an egg.
I didn't expect such a hot confession that the heroine turned out to be herself.
In her fourteen years of memory, this can be called the first number one in the world!
What's more, the other party is so shocking, does she think her life is too comfortable?
"Nine sisters, nine sisters, beautiful sisters," "Beautiful sisters! ”
"Nine sisters and nine sisters are translucent red buds," "translucent red buds!" ”
"Holy! He also brings his own choir?! After hearing the more outrageous chorus harmony, Xia Wenshu screamed, and in the next second, she rushed out as if she were flying.
The singing came from the side door closest to her yard, and when Xia Wenshu pulled away the housekeeper who was in the way and pushed open the two door panels, she was facing a row of three brocade-robed boys holding a kind of bamboo and wood cylinder that was large on the outside and shrunk on the inside.
She frowned.
Are these three? How to look, more like an accomplice.
"Ninth sister," a clear voice sounded, and the three brocade-robed boys immediately gave way to both sides, and a black-clothed boy who was also holding a bamboo and wood cylinder walked over.
His facial features are handsome and resolute, his eyebrows are thick but not turbid, a pair of dragon eyes are black and white, and his divine light is hidden, as restrained as others but glorious and self-reliant, with the pure and refined temperament of a young scholar, but from his bones he reveals the kind of ruthlessness and arrogance unique to the superiors.
Such a momentum is difficult to form without years of powerful people.
He walked a few steps, as if he was the emperor inspecting the world, and he was quite anxious, as if he had seen something that moved him sincerely.
Such a man made Xia Wenshu really unable to connect him with the crazy boy who sang a song and confessed to her.
"Like my songs?" As soon as he spoke, his unique deep tone made people numb: "I promised to only sing to you." ”
Xia Wenshu looked at the other party's hand on his shoulder, and then looked up at the man's handsome face, his black eyelashes trembling slightly.
"Ninth sister, ...... you" Zhao Yu saw the gauze wrapped around her head, and reached out.
"Smack!" With a crisp sound, Xia Wenshu slapped away his hand and jumped back half a step vigilantly, frowning and shouting: "Do men and women kiss or not, don't you understand?" ”
Zhao Yu was silent, his hanging hand clenched into a fist, and the air pressure suddenly cooled.
"Miss, let's go back......" Qingyan looked furious, tugged Xia Wenshu's sleeve, lowered his voice and reminded: "He is the seventeenth master of the Zhao family, let's hide and let Mrs. deal with it." ”
"What to deal with?"
"What to deal with?"
The voices of men and women rang out at the same time, and the two looked at each other tacitly.
Xia Wenshu pulled Qingyan with an embarrassed face, and warned in a low voice: "Of course I have to solve my own affairs, and finding someone to help is a child's trick." "Otherwise, what would she be doing when she came out.
Qingyan looked at her young lady in a daze, not knowing what to say, but that inexplicable admiration had begun to take root in her heart.
Zhao Yu's face finally showed a smile, sure enough, it was her, and she was still so stubborn.
It's so appealing.
"Hey, Zhao Seventeen, you're smiling like this, are you going to admit defeat?" The three who had been ignored next to them shouted.
Xia Wenshu glanced at them, it turned out that she was making a bet.
The girl's eyes flashed for a moment.
"Of course not." Zhao Yu said loudly, his face was radiant, staring at Xia Wenshu as if he was going to eat her into his belly.
Although the fervent possessiveness cried in his chest, he was more adept at waiting patiently, chewing slowly and enjoying every inch of joy in the chase.
Anyway, it's one more time, he's very proficient.
"Ninth sister, I'm here to give a dowry." He was not close or far, his voice was neither high nor low, but in exchange for a series of exclamations from the three people behind him.
"You also prepared a dowry?" The most handsome son in the three-person harmony group spoke: "Isn't this your whim? ”
Zhao Yu ignored them, took out a copper ring from his arms and stuffed it into her hand, and said, "Dowry." ”
"Ding!" The melodious sound of copper hitting her head sounded, and the ring touched her skin as if it were about to fall into ice cubes in boiling water, and disappeared into her palm in an instant.
A burst of coolness rushed from the palm of his hand to the top of his head, and the moment Xia Wenshu was stunned, Zhao Yu had already withdrawn his hand and looked at her quietly.
It's as if nothing happened.
"Hey, where's your dowry?" The handsome boy spared no effort to coax.
"I just found out, I forgot to bring it." Zhao Yu replied rarely, and Qingyan next to him was relieved after hearing it.
Privately teach and receive, where to make.
But Xia Wenshu is not Qingyan, she clearly feels that Zhao Yu put things in her hands, but Zhao Yu himself seems to have done nothing.
Is this normal?
"Okay, Zhao Yu, if you keep grinding, my cousin will come out."
"Ninth sister, wait for me." Zhao Yu instructed, simply turned around neatly, and strode away.
Xia Wenshu looked indifferently, and vaguely heard the handsome boy muttering as he left: "Hey, why do I think we are all in this Zhao Seventeen's place?" ”
"Is he just thinking about using us to help him sing?" The voice of the handsome boy muttered gradually drifted away, but the coolness in his brain became more and more obvious.
Xia Wenshu seemed to hear a "click" in a daze.
It's like opening an old copper lock, and something wakes up in my head.
Qingyan grabbed her and said nervously: "Miss, let's go back quickly, and we'll bump into Madame later." ”
She didn't answer, and faintly heard Qingyan's scream in her ears: "Miss! ”
……
"Ridiculous! She is the future eagle girl of the Xia family, how dare she run out to meet the kind of person like the Zhao family's seventeenth! When Xia Wenshu regained consciousness, there was such a scolding in her ears.
She opened her eyes in a daze, and in front of the bed was the familiar back of the noblewoman, her mother, Lin.
Well? Xia Wenshu rubbed her eyes and looked at Lin intently, making sure that she was not dazzled, but real.
A slender straight strip appeared on the top of Lin's head, and the left and right ends were white and black, and black accounted for 70% of the straight strip at this time, and there was a tendency to climb forward with her scolding.
What is this?
Xia Wenshu swept her eyes and found that the same straight bar appeared on the top of the green cigarette head that was trembling on her knees.
It's just that the difference is that the straight strip on the top of the green cigarette butt, the soft white dominates, what the hell is this?
"This is me, show off the system."