If the woman is a pink peach blossom blooming in the spring breeze in March, then the woman in front of her has given the green bamboo in the autumn festival, as if she is alone in a withered yellow landscape. The pen is www.biquge.info not yielding, not subservient, clinging or waiting.

Miao Jinghuan carefully and cautiously placed the wooden box in her hand on the small round table covered with silk brocade, and did not dare to raise her head from beginning to end, and muffled her voice, "Miss Cuizhu, if there is nothing to do, then I will go down first." ”

Miao Jinghuan was dressed in shabby linen clothes, with an extremely weird bald head, and she looked really ugly. Now he lowered his head, his eyes were closed, and his body was slightly bent, showing humility.

Cuizhu, who had been leaning on the chaise longitude couch in Huanghuali, until she spoke at the door, her face that had been calm for a few days added a little undercurrent, looking at the woman in front of her, Cuizhu only felt a sigh in her heart, I couldn't imagine that you who were once as cold as snow had become like this, and all kinds of things that had been passed by Cuizhu's eyes one by one.

Cuizhu moved off the chaise longue, with a crescent moon background, embroidered with pieces of delicate bamboo leaves of the three-inch golden lotus step by step towards Miao Xinghuan, elegant steps, as if every step has bloomed lotus flowers, step by step lotus is nothing more than that.

A pair of delicate embroidered shoes appeared in the eyes of Miao Xinghuan, who gradually raised her lowered head little by little as if she had been bewitched by some kind of charm, and her eyes gradually looked up from the surface of her feet.

Embroidered tunic pleated skirt, embroidered with various colors of Dan flowers, Yingying's willow waist is also gently tied by a delicate belt, the face is beautiful, the nose is as small as jade, the goose egg face, the face is faintly pink as if it is blushing, the eyebrows are like far away, a pair of Danfeng eyes slightly want to be hooked, it should be a charming eye, but because of the faint sorrow in the eyes, the enchanting and cold feelings are added. At this time, the three thousand ink threads have been lifted high, combed a flowing cloud bun, decorated with the beads sent by Yi Qingfang, the fluorescent dots fell between the black hair, and the butterfly spike beads on the bun swayed slightly with the movements of her side face, as if she was about to flutter her wings from her hair and fly, she was really a unique beauty.

Miao Jing looked at the butterfly spike beads that seemed to be about to flutter her wings and fly, but her heart was inexplicably familiar, as if there was once such a butterfly fluttering her wings in her hair, who smiled brightly and raised her hand to insert it in her hair. Wake up! I am a big bald head and a beaded hairpin, so at least I have to have hair!

"Wait, I'm sorry for you, come and sit down and have a cup of tea." Cuizhu led Miao Xinghuan to the table with a brisk expression, and he sat down slowly, rolled up his sleeves slightly, revealing a jade lotus arm, and gently picked up the small teacup and put it into the hands of Miao Xinghuan who was sitting aside.

Cuizhu smiled softly, "The tea here is not good, don't dislike it." He picked up the teapot and poured it down on the teacup, but did not spill a drop, and the movements were gentle and mature, as if he had done it hundreds of times.

Miao Jinghuan's already anxious heart had a little stability when Cuizhu smiled, but at this time the hand holding the teacup was shaking fiercely in the tea pouring down Cuizhu, who could tell her that this tea was still hot, if she threw it away now, she was afraid that she would offend the future housewife, and she would be able to kill herself in a few minutes, or endure it now

The rough hands that work on weekdays can't reach the hot tea at all at this time, Miao Jinghuan's expression shows pain, her hands have already been burned red, and the corners of her white lips can't stop shaking.

And Cuizhu, who acted gently, seemed to be unaware at this time, and continued to move and add hot tea to the teacup that had already been full, with a soft smile on her face, not looking at her behavior, she was really a gentle water town woman.

The hot tea was steaming from the overflowing teacups, and swept across her red hands, as if to burrow into her body, eating her flesh and bones.

Suddenly, Cuizhu exclaimed, and the movements in his hands suddenly became flustered, and the tea sprinkled everywhere suddenly poured into the jade lotus arm, which was covered with red in an instant, and looked particularly hideous under the reflection of the fair skin.

And Miao Jinghuan also took advantage of the panic to throw the hot teacup in her hand far away, but before she could withdraw her hand after throwing the teacup, she heard the curtain in the tent being violently opened with a broken sound.

Seeing the general with a little anger hurriedly walking into the tent, even fools can see this scene now, the little guy who has just taken office has scalded the general's beloved woman.

A few teardrops hung on the delicate little face of Cuizhu who was sitting on the ground, and he looked more and more pitiful, looking at Yi Qing's face full of grievances.

In contrast, Miao Jinghuan looked ugly and ridiculous, stretching out her hand stupidly, with a frightened face.

No one told her how the general had come so accurately! It's so weird, why does she have a sense that Miss Cuizhu is framing her.

"What's going on!" I don't know if it's angry, Yi asked a little unhappily, but he picked up Cuizhu who was sitting on the ground, and looked at Cuizhu's hot red arm with an unknown look, looking a little distressed.

Cuizhu leaned weakly into Yi Qing's arms, and said a little sullenly, "I don't know, the general's little guy is so disgusted with me." "The implication is that other people's masters love them and don't dare to hurt them in the slightest, and you are just a little guy around you who dares to cross the master to bully behind your back, which is really eating the courage of an ambitious leopard.

Miao Jinghuan, who was sitting on the stool stupidly, retracted her hands that were burned and cracked, but she felt a little sad in her heart, although the master told her not to care too much about everything, but now she felt that she was really a little disgusted with this duplicitous and hypocritical woman.

Miao Jinghuan decided that it was best to be a mute now, anyway, no matter what she said, she was wrong and would be punished.

Yi Qing, who had always had a calm face, looked at the person with a big bald head and mouth that was about to fall off, and he was so amused in his heart that he was so bold that he didn't even answer his question.

"Little bald head, go to the medical clinic and take the skin cream to wipe it off." After speaking, he picked up Cuizhu who was leaning on his arms and walked out of the tent, without saying a word about the punishment.

Cuizhu, whose face was hidden in Yi Qing's arms, was expressionless at this time, and she remembered this man heartlessly and ruthlessly better than anyone else.

When Miao Jinghuan heard this, she was not punished, and immediately forgot her sadness, and took her life again happily and went to the medical bureau.

Miao Jinghuan, who received the beauty cream, fled in the hot eyes of everyone in the medical bureau.

The people in the medical bureau are also talking about it, this skin cream is just one! Moreover, the pharmaceutical process is very complicated, and the success rate is not high, but the effect of the drug is very magical, and no matter what kind of wound it is, it will not be scarred.

Now it's for a bald guy, I heard that the Cuizhu girl who is in the limelight is also burned, why don't you let people come to get the skin cream, but just get an ordinary scald plaster.

The people from the medical bureau said that they couldn't figure it out