"Sister, what do you think of Yan Murong Yanshao?" Duan Jinxiu held a glass of red wine, sat on Duan Xiran's bed, and asked excitedly.

"Not good." Duan Xiran was holding a literary and artistic "Racine and Shakespeare" in his hand, and he didn't say much. The tone was still cold, as if it were a palace-like bedroom.

Although the concubine is beautiful, she has lived in the deep palace for a long time - everything will become indifferent.

"Oh, sister, you can say it." Duan Jinxiu sat on the edge of the bed, shaking her two snow-white feet like jade lotus, and said coquettishly.

"Say what?" Duan Xiran put down the book, raised his head and quietly looked at his sister who looked almost exactly like herself, but had a diametrically opposite personality.

"Well, just talk about your feelings for Yan Murong." Duan Jinxiu tilted his head and thought about it, and said. "I think it's fitting for you to be with him."

Duan Xiran did not answer.

She didn't want to think about this kind of problem for a long time.

"Sister, you are talking, I'm in a hurry." Seeing that Duan Xiran was just staring at her, Duan Jinxiu began to get anxious.

This sister is good at everything, she wants to have good looks, she has to have a figure, she has big breasts and a round buttocks, but she is too serious about emotional things.

That Yu Boyu didn't know what was good, the two had to get together at the beginning, what was the result? Let's make up something.

One went abroad to pick up foreign girls, and the other became frigid.

Even she, who is a younger sister, is anxious.

"Not good." Duan Xiran said lightly. If Duan Jinxiu wasn't her sister, and she didn't know that her character was like this, she would definitely regard her words as perfunctory - in fact, Duan Jinxiu felt that her sister was perfunctory.

You should at least comment on your looks first, right? Actually, no, it's good to comment on his actions when he hit someone.

Not so good? Just four words, what is that?

"Impossible, right?" The corners of Duan Jinxiu's mouth curled slightly, and she looked at Duan Xiran with a smile, like a little fox who was proud of doing something bad.

"When he grabbed the collar of the Yu family's animal and slapped them desperately, I obviously saw that your eyes were shining - sister, you should do it."

"The first day I knew him." Duan Xiran was so annoyed by her sister that she was going crazy, so she had to say. "So, I can't talk about any impression of him."

"Then why are your eyes bright?"

"Street lights are reflective."

“――”

Duan Jinxiu depressedly drank the red wine in the cup, kicked off the pink slippers with a rogue rabbit pattern on her feet, stepped on the bed barefoot, and pointed at Duan Xiran and said. "You're lying!"

Duan Xiran was speechless.

What is there to lie about? I was just frightened by his methods.

"Jinxiu, go back to your room and go to sleep, it's late." Duan Xiran didn't want to get entangled with Duan Jinxiu on this issue, so he pointed to the clock on the wall where the pointer had already pointed to two o'clock and said.

"Nope." Duan Jinxiu said resolutely. "Sister, your problem must be solved as soon as possible, you are twenty-eight years old, and if you are left, you will become a saint warrior - even if you don't find a husband, find a man to try to talk about love first. You used to be with that Yu Boyu, is that called falling in love? ”

Saying that, Duan Jinxiu came to the end, it seemed that because the bed was too soft, she was a little tired from standing, Duan Jinxiu sat down cross-legged, looked at Duan Xiran and said. "People have boyfriends and girlfriends on a date, either to go to the movies or to a candlelight dinner in a Western restaurant, or to go to the park hand in hand with a poor person - what about you, your date with the surname Yu turned out to be going to the cultural relics market, where everything is old-fashioned, and people are getting old, do you think it's interesting to go on a date there?"

"Don't interrupt me. When I was a child, you always talked about me, and today you listen, it's time for me to talk about you. "Stopping Duan Xiran, Duan Jinxiu continued." Let's talk about eating. ”

"When people's boyfriends and girlfriends eat and eat, they always care about me and me, regardless of whether the place is good or bad, regardless of whether the food is killed, you feed me, I feed you, you and I don't - you guys are good, the two of you have a meal, it's like sharing the table, no one talks to anyone, and after eating, the bill is settled."

"In the end, it's a question of the festival." Duan Jinxiu shook his head, looking like he hated iron but not steel.

"What's wrong with the festival?" Duan Xiran was also a little stunned by Duan Jin's words, in her consciousness, it seemed that boyfriend and girlfriend should do this, but she forgot that now is the twenty-first century, not the era in the past when you couldn't even see your daughter-in-law without getting married.

"Holidays? The holiday season is even more problematic. Duan Jinxiu said with a look of understanding very well. People's boyfriends and girlfriends, in Valentine's Day, Qixi Festival, Christmas, are all dating first, then eating, and finally giving gifts to each other, and finally, when the love is strong, find a hotel to open a room, and then the boyfriend pierces the girlfriend's original or pirated virgin ~ female ~ membrane - this is called love, do you understand? ”

Duan Xiran was stunned, she couldn't figure out when her sister learned these things? Moreover, she doesn't seem to be shy at all to say such things.

Looking at Duan Xiran in a daze, Duan Jinxiu sighed. "Sister, you say, are you in love?"

"I don't know-" Duan Xiran rarely avoided the question, his ethereal eyes looked at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling, not knowing what he was thinking.

"If you knew your children, they would be rolling all over the floor." Duan Jinxiu said angrily. "I just think it's good, Yan Murong is not handsome - he doesn't look handsome, but he also belongs to the kind of delicate and good-looking type, and his family background is good, although the old man Yan has retired, but in ancient times, Yan Murong was the prince - and then look at the ruthlessness when he was surnamed Yu, he is definitely a very secure man."

Yes, Duan Jinxiu regarded Yan Murong's madness in pumping Yu Boyu as a sign of security.

"How? Sister, do you want to try to get along with him? Duan Jinxiu proposed. You don't have to go to bed, you don't have to kiss your mouth, it's okay to pull hands. ”

Duan Xiran didn't answer. She admitted the three sins that Duan Jinxiu told her—but there was no need for herself to get along with a man she had only met once, right?

Suddenly, Duan Xiran had a bad premonition in his heart, looked at Duan Jinxiu, whose face was flushed because he spoke too fast, and asked. "You have a crush on him?"