Si Ling took a step back for some reason, ran away, and ran away holding Tao Kun's hand. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info ran two streets away, and his pace gradually slowed down, and he found that he was still holding Tao Kun's hand.

When the ape-man first saw the fire, his first reaction must have been to run away, and if there was any branch at hand, he would grab it and walk together, so it was a reliance.

She saw the light from her friend's heart, like a new candle lit for the first time, and the flame fell on her eyes, and continued to her, to her astonishment, to the horror of discovering that she herself was a combustible species.

Although I don't know who I can light it for yet.

Tao Kun asked, "Where to go now?" The voice was surprisingly quiet and soft, making Si Ling feel that it didn't matter if he continued to pull his hand down.

But she still let go and blurted out: "Find a place to drink." ”

Tao Kun was stunned and asked, "I'm afraid not." ”

"Why?" Si Ling was angry again.

When you are angry, beauty is like flowers blooming.

Tao Kun stared at her: "Why does Miss want to go?" ”

Because of such a state of mind, such a sunshine...... There must be some verses about this, right? Si Ling remembered in a trance that there was one when the Tang Dynasty was still the Han Dynasty, but he couldn't remember it, and what slipped out of his mouth was the sentence like this: "Shesawmysilverspursandsaid'Let'ssparesometimeandIwillgivetoyousummerwine'"

(She looks at my silver spurs and says, "Let's spend some time together, and I'll pour you summer wine.") ”）

Tao Kun couldn't understand this sentence in English, but he understood it after reading her expression, and smiled: "It's actually not right." Miss has never drunk until she is drunk, right? Let me tell you, when you drink alcohol, you may feel fluttery, but in fact, first of all, your mouth will stink, like an old man. Also, if you drink too much, you will vomit, and you will vomit worse than seasickness. No matter how expensive the wine is, it stinks when you spit it out. If you drink too much, your teeth will become very yellow, and your pores will become very thick, which can only be covered with a particularly thick powder, and in case of wine sores, even the powder will not be able to cover it. ”

As he spoke, Si Ling covered his mouth and cheek with his hand, and in the last sentence, he reprimanded: "You are scaring me, right?" ”

"That's right," Tao Kun looked at her hair and smiled, "If you want to go to a serious hotel and sit down, I'm afraid you have to change into men's clothes first, and make people believe that you are a man." I don't have hope for that. Also, I don't know how to drink, and I don't dare to drink with you. ”

"Coward." Si Ling paused.

Tao Kun didn't think it was wrong, so he responded.

Si Ling had no choice but to leave angrily. There is nowhere else to go but to go home.

Chen Dashuai was not at home, Mrs. Chen had just packed up and was about to go to the card game, when she first heard the maid panic and said: "Second Miss's head ......" She rushed out in two steps, and saw Si Ling's head, which stood like a stone for five seconds, and then eased up, and ordered in a calmer tone than usual: "Find a wig for Second Miss so that she can wear it." ”

"I don't want a wig!" Si Ling covered her head with her hands and protested.

"If you want to go out and meet people, you have to use a different hairstyle." Mrs. Chan is saying, "If you want to say one plus one, then it must be equal to two."

"Wear a wig unless I die!" Si Ling was indignant and rushed out of his mouth.

Mrs. Chen was very calm: "Before you die, you might as well use your real hair to pour it out,"

Si Ling's brain was still a little sluggish, and just as she was thinking about what this sentence meant, Mrs. Chen had already pushed her into the room, locked the door outside with her own hands, and asked someone to watch the young lady.

Si Ling finally realized that her mother meant: The scourge will last for thousands of years, and you stinky girl can't die for the time being. I'll lock you up for as long as you live, and when your hair grows, of course it doesn't matter if you go out.

How hard it is to be a daughter with such a twisted intestine and such a ruthless mother......

"Mom, you can't keep me locked up for that long, I'll suffocate to death!" Si Ling threw herself on the door panel and screamed.

Mrs. Chan declined to comment.

"I-" Si Ling wanted to threaten: I killed myself! But after thinking about it, the doctrine does not allow suicide, and you will go to hell, Si Ling has been frightened by the nuns and grandmothers since she was a child, but she can't grit this tooth. Mrs. Chen doesn't care if she is sincere or not, but she has also been in the church for some time, she understands. Si Ling couldn't threaten her.

She went out to play cards leisurely, and instructed again: "Wait for the second lady to wear a wig before she is allowed to come out." ”

Ah Zhen responded, and another old mother next to her sent Mrs. Chen out of the door, turned around and quietly asked Ah Zhen: "How long do you say this will take?" ”

"Who knows?" Ah Zhen replied, "Our young lady, when you are considerate, you can be considerate of each piece of the heart. When Xingtou came up, she didn't care about it, like a little wild horse that had stumbled, she could kick it down if anyone stood in front of her! ”

The old mother patted her heart: "Let's be careful, don't get hit by the young lady's hooves!" After listening for a while, he pushed Ah Zhen, "My old ears are dizzy, do you hear any sound in the room?" What is Miss doing? ”

Si Ling really picked up the wig and compared it to his head. It's terrible, go out with this thing, what should I do if the action is bigger, what should I do if the wind is stronger, what should I do if I scratch my scalp when my head is itchy? Even if you don't care about these, when you meet an acquaintance, people ask: "Oh Siling, did you change this hairstyle?" How would she answer.

Si Ling angrily threw the wig aside again.

The action was big, the clothes swayed a little, hit the palm edge, it hurt a little, it was a hard thing in the pocket, Si Ling finally remembered that the barber boy was the stone pigeon. At that time, she put it in her pocket, and it had been squatting there quietly, quietly, silently, waiting and waiting, probably unable to hold it back, so she pecked Si Ling's palm with a wave of momentum and reminded her: "What can I do?" ”

It's rough, it's not expected or needed, but it's a heart. This stone's heart should also stay in the place of its dreams as soon as possible. Si Ling should have sent it over! When I met Xu Ning on the road just now, I should have handed it over, what would that guy named Jiang Churen do and don't care about him - the problem is that Si Ling forgot what people asked her to do, what can I do?

Si Ling picked up the wig, compared it to his head again, and muttered: "Si Xiao Si Xiao, you said that my short hair is much uglier than a wig?" Why do I think it's pretty neat myself! If only you could see it......"

If he were here, he might be able to help him intercede in front of his mother! Si Ling thought infinitely, and thought about it.