"What's wrong?" Ling Youran just woke up, shaking her head in pain, Ling Youran pursed her lips, and there was a cute taste. "Miss...... You're in the shower and you're asleep by yourself. Xi Qiu smiled lightly, "Oh, let's help me change my clothes, I haven't asked my wife yet." ”

Xi Qiu helped Ling Youran up, put on a middle coat for Ling Youran, and combed a more spiritual bun. "Miss, look." Xi Qiu handed the bronze mirror on the table to Ling Youran, "Xi Qiu, your skills are getting better and better. Xi Qiu smiled shyly, "Miss, which of these hairpins should you wear?" Xi Qiu picked up a few delicate hairpins in Ling Youran's jewelry box.

Ling Youran glanced at it lightly and took out a plum blossom white hosta from the jewelry box at the bottom. Although it is not gorgeous, it is impossible to ignore its existence, this hairpin is like Ling Demon Ran, although it is not gorgeous, but it can always attract people's attention.

Because its workmanship is so exquisite that Xi Qiu has never seen before. "Miss...... Why haven't I seen this hairpin? Ling Youran touched the lifelike plum blossoms on it, his eyes were shining, and he was full of feelings for this hairpin, "This hairpin was given to me by my mother before she died, I have been keeping it, so I will wear this today." ”

The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. It is spring to endure the bitter cold, and Yiqiē's efforts are not in vain. The red plum is charming, the white plum is elegant, this bouquet of white plums is Ling Youran's favorite, and it is unique in the world. "Okay, Miss must be beautiful when she wears it." Xi Qiu said, putting the hairpin on Ling Youran's head.

"Let's go." Although it is just a hairpin, it is really elegant. Ling Youran walked through the verandah, and wanted to go to the old lady's room, in addition to Ling Yuran's room, he also had to pass through Aunt Ruan's room. "Wanyan, you are so beautiful." Ling Youran glanced faintly at Aunt Ruan's room, and was about to walk over when she heard the disgusting words spoken by her dear father.

"It's disgusting." Ling Youran picked up a stone from the ground, saying that it was not big, it was not small, and if it was smashed on the head, it could also smash a bag. Ling Demon Ran followed the window and used the kung fu taught by Master Su to punch in, "Ah." "Ling Youran didn't hear whose cry it was, he only knew that if he hit one person, it would be enough, both of them should be beaten, and they should both die!

"Lady." Ling Demon Ran's respectful blessing, the old lady sat at the desk practicing calligraphy, and her body still looked very tough, "Ranran, why are you here so late?" The old lady put down the pen in her hand, and Ling Youran took a closer look, and the handwriting was vigorous and powerful.

"I just came back from the women's hospital today, and I came to see my wife after changing my clothes." Ling Youran smiled sweetly, but there was deadly poison in that sweetness. "Ran Ran seems to be a lot sensible." The old lady smiled, Ling Youran deliberately approached, and the old lady saw the hairpin on Ling Youran's head, and her smile froze on her face.

"Woman, what's wrong with you?" Ling Demon Ran asked knowingly, "No, it's nothing. A sneer appeared in Ling Youran's heart, my dear mother-in-law, what's the matter? Don't you dare to mention it? I'll mention it. "Lady, do you think the hairpin that Ran Ran is wearing today?"

The old lady's eyes became very evasive, "Good, good-looking." Ling Youran's small mouth pursed, "You haven't even seen it, wife, just say it's good-looking, you are perfunctory." The old lady had to take a look, Ling Youran was actually not sure whether the death of her mother was the conspiracy of Ling Yunhai and Aunt Ruan, or the plan of Ling Yunhai, Aunt Ruan and the titular Ling Youran's wife. But today's old lady's appearance is really abnormal.