readx; Fengxiang Country is not as prosperous as the Tang Dynasty, but it is also very lively. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info is just ...... Luo Yuhan's face became more and more ugly, and the three of them were watched again.

Wu Nuandong is okay to say, at first sight, he knows that he looks like a minor lady of the family, but Cheng Zijing and Luo Yuhan are not. The man is tall and big, black and stout, which is very different from the white and petite of most men in Fengxiang Kingdom, which has aroused the ridicule of many people.

"Look at that young lady's beauty is not like a real person, but her husband is simply miserable, I really wronged this young lady!"

"Don't talk nonsense, maybe it's the young lady's subordinate, right?"

"Impossible, what kind of veil is the subordinate's pretense!"

"I don't know which family this young lady belongs to, does she have a husband?"

"No, it won't be your boy's turn, just your boy's pockmarked face is not much better than the two people next to Miss."

Cheng Zijing is okay, he is mentally prepared, Luo Yuhan was speechless, his charming tea eyes were cold, he pulled the veil fiercely, stared at the crowd with cold eyes, and vigorously hugged Wu Nuandong, and with a twist of his big hand, the tulle turned into pieces.

Hiss! The people chatting on the street gasped, and hurriedly avoided suspicion, what should they do, and they no longer dared to look at random. It's just that in their hearts, most of them are fighting for Wu Nuandong, it turns out that this beautiful young lady who seems to be soft was forcibly coerced by a shameless and violent man. Who would dare to marry such a man? It's a hit! Tsk, this young lady is even more beautiful than the most beautiful third son of the Shen family in the capital, no wonder she is controlled by a fierce man.

Wu Nuandong pursed his lips and snickered, pulled left and right, hugged Luo Yuhan and Cheng Zijing into his arms at the same time, took small square steps, and walked to the largest restaurant in this street with high spirits.

Cheng Zijing glanced at Luo Yuhan, whose face had improved slightly, not to mention him, even he was a little uncomfortable.

The men around him cowardly hid behind their wives and masters, and they didn't even dare to say a word out loud.

In Datang Cheng Zijing, he has long been accustomed to walking with his legs open, laughing heartily, and acting resolutely, if he is allowed to return to his former behavior, I am afraid that it will not take long to go crazy.

After receiving the sympathetic eyes of the female guy in the store, Wu Nuandong suggested in a low voice: "Why don't you wear women's clothes?" I look at culottes which are also very convenient! "The women's dressing style of Fengxiangguo is changeable, more bold and unrestrained than the Tang Dynasty, there are narrow-legged pants, slit skirts, etc., men's robes are skirt-shaped, a row of buttons up to the ankles, and the loose style can not see any body shape wrapped tightly, and the appearance is a little monotonous. There were very few men on the road, and those who went out and walked around hung their heads as hard as they could, not daring to look around.

The reason why Luo Yuhan and the others are criticized has a lot to do with their dress and temperament. After all, they are not locals, and their fortitude and self-confidence are very different from the aura of the men of Feng Xiangguo.

"No, anyway, in two or three days, the patience will pass!" Unexpectedly, it was Cheng Zijing who refused first, the flamboyant style between his eyebrows could no longer be suppressed, and he dragged Wu Nuandong's hand and gnawed twice under the peeps of the restaurant, pulled the veil, and didn't even want to hide it.

There are some things that only he can see most clearly, the shackles that were suppressed in Cheng Zijing's heart in the past have completely disappeared, the past has passed, and he has a better tomorrow. These indescribable happiness is something that the young masters of Fengxiang Kingdom will not be able to feel in their lifetime. And why should he care about other people's opinions, the road is his own choice, and he needs to go down by himself.

Feeling the change in Cheng Zijing's mood, Luo Yuhan tilted his head and looked, although he didn't understand what was happening, he could feel that Cheng Zijing had become more open-minded and free.

Wu Nuandong smiled knowingly, and invited his guys to order a lot of dishes. Of course, Cheng Zijing made a lot of suggestions, such as which is the characteristic of Fengxiang Country that Datang does not have, which ingredients are more delicious than Datang, etc., although the environment of the two places is similar, but there will be some slight changes in customs and daily life.

The three of them have no worries, a meal is more comfortable than in modern times, after all, there are too many information transmission tools in modern times, and they still have some care in the streets and alleys, and now, Nuan Nuan gives them vegetables, and the two of them pick thorns and bones for her, and the very simple communication action reveals the warmth of unusual people.

Every time Wu Nuandong raised his head, he could amaze the other guests, and the two women and two men sitting in the private room on the second floor naturally couldn't avoid holding the window, attracted by Wu Nuandong's appearance.

One of the heroic women touched her chin, "Is she really a woman?" Looks even more ...... than the third brother Ahem!" As if sensing that she had lost her words, she grinned wickedly and looked at the white-clothed young man at the table wearing a hat to cover his face.

"The third brother is the most beautiful!" The young man in white didn't speak, the goose yellow robe next to him, the young man with the yellow veil covering his face jumped up in disgust, and the woman who rudely opened the window looked down, and glanced at the three people below, and couldn't avoid being amazed, but he said unwillingly: "What's the use of looking good, it's too weak, it's not as good as our men!" ”

"Si'er, don't lie about it!" The young man in white has a clear and elegant voice and dignified behavior, and at a glance he knows that he is the kind of person who is very restrained.

"Eat well, let's go!" Another woman with frosty eyebrows put down her chopsticks and walked out of the private room. Si'er Nunu mouthed, and couldn't help but look out the window twice, but his heart was moved by the three of them. In the future, if his wife can spoil him like this, it would be good to indulge him!

The four of them went downstairs, because their temperament was completely different from ordinary people, so they naturally attracted everyone's attention, except for the three who were concentrating on enjoying the food.

It's a pity that the more they don't pay attention, the more annoyed Si'er becomes, seeing that they are dressed in the best linen cloth, the corners of their mouths twitched, and they deliberately stretched out their feet to trip the guy who delivered the food, and as a result, the soup and water in the guy's hand went straight to the head of the beautiful woman, if they couldn't dodge, the temperature of the soup would inevitably burn people.

Si'er regretted his recklessness and hid behind his third brother. saw that the weak woman subconsciously threw out the chopsticks, and a large bowl of soup turned the head of the gun and counterattacked.

"Third brother?" Si'er shouted in a lost voice. Their two sisters reached out at the same time to stop the plate from going, but the pot of soup also spilled out.

"Humph!" A muffled snort of pain came, and the face of the young man in white was a mess, and the hot bright red flesh and white yarn were glued together, which was miserable.

Si'er knew that he was in trouble, and cried in a hoarse voice, "Third brother, do you hurt, do you hurt?" Seeing that his third brother was speechless in pain, he immediately turned his face and shouted at Wu Nuandong's table: "Who are you who dare to hurt my third brother's face!" "That brutal posture is to completely forget that you are the initiator.

ps: The third watch is at 22 o'clock ~ (to be continued.) )