"Jing Hao, how many days have it been since the little lady last came to town?" Dongfang Bai was crooked on the collapse, turning the fan handle boringly.

Jing Hao stepped on the windowsill with one foot, held the window with one hand, turned his head and replied: "Why are you pregnant with spring and autumn, looking like you want to die?" Fortunately, we have known each other since we were young, and those who don't know think you are guilty of lovesickness. ”

Dongfang Bai held his chin in one hand and said thoughtfully: "Maybe, I really have lovesickness." ”

"Not really." Jing Hao jumped down from the windowsill, wiped his hands on the apron he was wearing casually, and walked towards Dongfang Bai. Everyone's children often have sex since they were fifteen or sixteen years old, and it is not for nothing that they are twelve or thirteen years old earlier. There are so many ladies and beauties in the capital, and they haven't seen Dongfang Bai treat anyone differently, and in private they are still ridiculing Dongfang Bai if there is anything wrong. Now he has to admit that Dongfang Bai has no problem, but this taste is a bit strange, and he has a heart for a married woman. What is this? Brine tofu, one thing down one thing, or radish greens, each has its own love? Jing Hao pinched his chin and thought about it, it seemed that the woman didn't have anything to show off. From Jing Hao's point of view, Yang Liu is chest is not big enough, the waist is thin enough, and the butt is not cocked enough, what is there to remember about the three featureless people, is it that he was abused? He looked at Dongfang Bai who was nesting on the collapse with a critical face, isn't it, abused, and subjected?

As if sensing something, Dongfang Bai turned his head, just in time to meet Jing Hao, who didn't have time to change his gaze, and suddenly became angry, "Didn't Young Master Ben tell you to clean the window, who told you to stop?!" Dongfang Bai's eyes fell on the window that Jing Hao had just wiped, and his tongue was knotted with anger: "This is the window you wiped?" Dongfang Bai looked at the window paper being poked with small holes by his fingers. The edge of the torn paper was blown by the wind that poured in, and the finely shredded paper popped, and said angrily: "You want to make Young Master Ben sick?" ”

"Can you stop being so dark-hearted. Success? Jing Hao slapped Dongfang Bai's fingers trembling with anger and said, "Young Master Ben keeps his promise. It's good to help you clean the windows, and you're still chirping crookedly like a girl, I don't know what to do. Who called this broken paper window so useless, the glass used in the young master's house, and the broken paper used in the next person's room. I've been with you to such a place where birds don't for so long, that's the righteousness of this young master, and you're not satisfied. Speaking of this, Jing Hao looked at Dongfang Bai with disgust, and his eyes were full of disdain. Besides, this little wind should be able to blow you into a cold? Don't tell me, you can't stand this little wind? ”

Dongfang Bai couldn't help but stroke his forehead, this kid has been learning poetry for so long, how can he still use words indiscriminately, is Pu Liuzhizi describing a man? Thinking back to the days since Jing Hao became his subordinate, Dongfang Bai summed it up seriously, and actually only got the word suffering. What's the point of having a general's son-in-law as a subordinate, either to embarrass him or make jokes. Dongfang Bai didn't bother to explain, and finally punished him by not being allowed to eat.

"Why?" Jing Hao crossed his hands and hugged them in front of his chest. It's called a straightforward question, and it's justifiable. The rich is the uncle, do you still have money?

"What, why, you are the young master, I am Siku Quanshu. If you don't know something, you can flip it over, and if I can't say it, it's not allowed! Dongfang Bai got down from the collapse and picked up the boots that were staggering on the ground. Pinch the sides of the boot bucket with both hands and stretch your feet into the boots. One kick. The other foot is also concocted to put on the boot. He stood up and dusted off his robe, putting his hands behind his back. Left a sentence: "Young Master Ben is going out for a walk, you don't have to follow." "The young master is full of shelves.

"Oh, by the way, I don't care if you take the stabbed paper paste back or change the window, anyway, when Young Master Ben comes back, you must see the complete window, remember, it's complete." Just as he was about to step out of the door, Dongfang Bai suddenly turned around and said, and repeated the complete word.

Looking like that, he really regarded him as a subordinate of the Hou Mansion. Hey, there's yours, Dongfang Bai. Jing Hao was silent, and when he heard the sound of Dongfang Bai stepping on the stairs and going downstairs, he also turned around and went back to his house to find Zhou Hui. In the past few days, Dongfang Bai has been tossing him vigorously without going out for a walk, and he hasn't even slept well. Wait, it won't be long before Dongfang Bai will come back and beg him. Jing Hao fell asleep while thinking about it, and before falling asleep in a daze, he pondered that this quilt didn't smell good at all, and there was no orchid bamboo incense that he was used to.

"Bang bang bang" A rhythmic knock sounded at the door.

"Who?" Jing Hao's words were filled with anger, how could he not be annoyed when he was woken up just as he was about to fall asleep, could the little two in this store be blind, didn't you see the sign he hung Do Not Disturb?

"Guest, it's small." Frightened by Jing Hao's tone, Xiao Er's voice trembled a little, this person's temper didn't seem to be very good. So he quickly explained: "Someone asked the little one to bring you a letter, saying that it was a hundred thousand urgent matters, and the little one had to disturb you." ”

I've only heard of sleepy pillows, and I haven't heard of sleeping blockages, what kind of 100,000 urgent?! Jing Hao kicked the quilt and opened the door in a bad mood.

"Guest." As soon as the door opened, Xiao Er immediately handed over a fiery letter to Jing Hao with both hands with a flattering smile on his face.

"Alright, let's go down." Jing Hao waved his hand, yawned, and leaned against the door frame to open the letter.

After reading it, Jing Hao folded the letter and stuffed it into the envelope. Oh, Dongfang Bai, it seems that someone thinks about you. But it's really inexplicable, Dongfang Bai doesn't want to return to him, what does it matter, do you have to ask him? Jing Hao took two steps back, looked at the Do Not Disturb sign in front of the door, and saw that the words were facing up, so he gently closed the door and continued to sleep. This time he made up his mind that he would not open the door again.

Bang bang, there was another knock on the door.

Can't sleep well, are you blind? Jing Hao irritably pulled the quilt up and covered his head, trying to isolate the annoying sound.

After knocking for a while and no one answered, the outsider said: "The second shopkeeper, it seems that the person is not there." ”

The person who was called the second shopkeeper looked at the sign on the door, Tianzi No. 2 room, found no mistake, and said: "It's this room, I asked Xiao Er just now, and the person is here, probably asleep." Knock again, with some force. ”

People who practice martial arts have good ears, and Jing Hao has just been disturbed and has not had time to fall back asleep, so he naturally listens to the conversation of outsiders clearly, knowing that if he doesn't open the door, the knock on the door will not stop. So the knock on the door rang twice, and Jing Hao opened the door like a black-faced Yama.

The one who knocked on the door immediately bent down and retreated behind the second shopkeeper, and then seven or eight guys holding gift boxes rushed in at once, and the second shopkeeper hugged his fist at Jing Hao: "Childe, this is something that an Oriental prince bought in our Jingxiu cloth pile, and he ordered us to send these to the second room of Tianzi, and there is someone here to pay the bill." The second shopkeeper pointed to the beautifully packaged box on the table and said, "Chenghui is three hundred and twenty taels." ”

This kid has no money and knows how to bring things to him to pay, and he really thinks he is his father, and he wants it if he has no money. Jing Hao leaned against the door with his hands on his chest, trembling with one foot on the threshold, looking like a hanger, and snorted with his nostrils facing the sky: "I'm sorry, I don't know who you are talking about Dongfang Gongzi, who buys these things and who asks for money." Now move your things out of the way, and don't get in my way. ”

The second shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, there is a debtor who is wronged, Li'er is this reason, but it is not all. He clenched his fists again and asked, "Aren't you Jing Hao Jing's son?" ”

"It's me, but I don't know any Dongfang Gongzi. It's really funny, others just say a name, and you don't care if someone really has someone else to send a few hundred taels of things, aren't you afraid it's a bureau? ”

"This" The second shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, after all, the Jingxiu cloth pile is the largest cloth pile in the town, and there is a county lord in the background, and no one dares to buy things without giving money. It's not that no one does this, after all, Yunkelai is the largest restaurant in the town, and the people who live here still have a little capital.

"I'm going to wait for you in the hallway." Jing Hao took two steps back, held the doors on both sides, and motioned to the second shopkeeper to take his feet away, and said, "Let me, don't delay Young Master Ben's sleep." ”

It seemed that he was destined to sleep unsteadily, and within half an hour, Jing Hao's door was kicked open with a bang.

Jing Hao sat up with a carp, and his hand was used to touching under the pillow, wanting to touch the sword for self-defense, of course, he touched it empty, but at this moment he also saw that the person who came was Dongfang Bai. Thinking that he was here to settle accounts with him, he slowly straightened out his somewhat wrinkled clothes, sat on the edge of the bed with Erlang's legs crossed, and waited for Dongfang Bai to speak. He knew that Dongfang Bai would come back sooner or later, after all, the money in his pocket had been squandered. Hmph, little one, it's time to beg me.

"Jing Hao, something happened, let's go."

Unexpectedly, Dongfang Bai didn't mention money when he opened his mouth, but hurriedly helped Jing Hao pack up his baggage, spread the baggage skin on the table, and put things in it indiscriminately, but he obviously didn't do this, and threw two pieces in but brought out three.

The second shopkeeper who was waiting in the corridor realized that the person who had just broken through the door was Dongfang Gongzi who was buying clothes, and immediately greeted him: "Dongfang Gongzi, you came back just right, I"

"I'm not buying it." Dongfang Bai cut off what the second shopkeeper wanted to say in one bite, flung his wide sleeves back, and took out a silver ingot of about five taels from his sleeve and threw it back, and the silver fell into the arms of the second shopkeeper as if he had eyes: "Reward you." Dongfang Bai hooked the door with his foot, and slammed the door back with a bang, the door panel was bounced open by the huge impact force, he didn't care, and urged: "Dead man, you, move quickly, do you want Uncle Ben to help you clean up?" ”

Jing Hao is a little strange, Dongfang Bai knows? What's the matter with sending him a letter to persuade Dongfang Bai to go home, is he sick?

In the next sentence, Jing Hao's doubts were solved, and he only heard Dongfang Bai say: "Hurry up and pack your things, let's go to Lijiatun." ”

"Huh?" Jing Hao's jaw almost fell to the ground. (To be continued......)