"The flower slave knows again." Although the son of Jade is a son, he is only seventeen years old this year, and his appearance is like a woman. I don't know how many benefactors have been attracted to spend a night of spring breeze, but unfortunately he is arrogant, and there are people who are willing to hold it, so he is naturally first-class.

"Come here, Hua Nu, let me hug you." Jasper didn't take the tea she had made, but instead hugged her into her arms, her chin resting on the top of her shaggy hair, and one hand not playing with her small round earlobe.

He Dangli didn't make any rebuttal and struggle movements, just quietly held the tea cup and let him hold it in his arms.

Just because he was the only one who had shown kindness to her since she came in, although it was for a long time, she had already agreed that everyone had what they needed. There is a giving to get, since ancient times Hengyuan will never change.

If she seems to live, it will be too difficult for her to do it on her own, and even it will be difficult for her to move an inch. What's more, she is still a black household with no household registration, and she is also wanted by He Fuman Jinling outside.

The breeze blows the willow branches, and the greenery is full of spring. Ten miles of spring breeze, peach pears press branches.

He Dangli waited for him to hug enough, and then gently pushed away the man who was pressing on his body, only to find that he was actually holding his waist and falling asleep. A pair of eyebrows are almost twisted into a bow, and I don't know what to do.

Although the man is not heavy, it is really difficult to press on his small body.

Fortunately, the man did not fall asleep, but after a short sleep, he woke up quietly. Seeing that the villain's brows were about to be tangled into Sichuan characters, he subconsciously had to reach out and knead the iron.

"Why do flower slaves look at me like this, but I think this son is born well." Jasper caressed her cheeks and earlobes with her hand. It was like stroking his lover, and then his ears grinded, and his slightly cold red lips bit the earlobe that he had coveted for a long time.

"Hey, Childe is indeed very good." He Dangli forcibly endured the act of flicking his sleeves and leaving angrily, and let the man move. The whole person is like a temperament that has been drained of all its strength.

Some habits, get used to it, get used to it. It's like seeing too much of something, and you'll find that sooner or later you'll see it.

Not to mention that the people in the building will always have some or two special, ulterior habits/goodness.

"Oh, yes, but no matter how good I am born, how can I compare to half a point of flower slaves." Xu is holding Ren Xiaotian for a while, and Jasper's spirit is much better. got up and pulled her to the table, took out the four treasures of the study and the four books and five classics placed under the table, rubbed her temples that were a little sore, and said with a little distress; "I taught you the Four Books and the Five Classics a few days ago, so why don't we learn the art of war today."

"Slave listens to Childe." When He Dangli heard this, his eyes quickly lit up, and even his sitting posture was no longer as restrained as before.

"That's not enough." Biyu beckoned to her maliciously, and the smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't suppress the deep evil.

"Whoa." Because it is as warm as today, He Dangli is still wearing clothes that are much thicker than ordinary people, and he was only slightly stunned when he heard the words. Then he quickly took off his coat, and only a newly made duck egg blue underwear was inside, and sat on the man's lap.

"It's really a good flower slave of Childe." Biyu didn't make any moves, hugged the person in her arms, and taught her to read the book, but her hand was a little irregular from time to time.

Fortunately, everything is within her tolerable range, and He Dangli is always thinking in a daze sometimes. Childe is not the good person he met, but unfortunately no one has ever told her about all this.

Today's He Dangli is like a water-soaked sponge, frantically absorbing a large amount of instilled water. Whether the water is black or white, dirty or dirty, force yourself to absorb it.

When the sun goes down, the red lanterns hang high. The girls who had slept all day were full of sleep and dressed up.

Biyu fed a mouthful of walnut cake to He Dangli's mouth before putting the person down. Rubbing his somewhat sore arm.

"It's delicious." Look at her mouth bulging like a cute hamster, cute to the extreme. Unable to help but reach out and pinch the flesh on both sides of her cheeks, a giggle came out of her mouth.

"Childe." He Dangli, who was suddenly pinched in the middle of eating, was almost frightened to the point that his eyes were red, and the things in his mouth were swallowed directly, and there were still a lot of pastry crumbs left at the corners of his mouth.

"Hua Nu eats such fragrant things, it's better to give Ben Gongzi a taste." As soon as he finished speaking, his soft lips covered him, tossing and turning, with a domineering proclamation.

Once so uncomfortable that He Dangli couldn't breathe, he only felt that he was about to suffocate to death. Jasper let go of the lips that had imprisoned her and smiled; "The flower slave is still too small."

I don't know what that sentence is too small.

He Dangli only kept silent, bent down and silently cleaned up the things that he had accidentally knocked over.

And the sunset is sinking in the west, and the afterglow of the sunset is gone, and this famous Jinling Street seems to have come to life at this moment.

The charming heroine dressed in cool tulle leaned on the railing on the second floor and flirted with the benefactor, throwing her eyes. Some of the brave ones are directly on the first floor, and if they see what they like, they have to pull people in to have fun.

He Dangli covered his red and swollen lips, holding the precious book written today in his hand and fled like a thief. Returned to the dilapidated small dilapidated house that could shelter from the wind and rain, squatting in the window and reflecting the vermilion lights in the moonlight and the corridor, almost greedily absorbing what he had learned and recognized today.

Because every night, she would not be on the spot, but she took advantage of a good free time.

The days passed by in such a dull day, and in the blink of an eye, He Dang turned eleven years old. The little face, which was already like a spring flower, fell more and more like the trembling and blooming delicate peaches on the branches of March in the south of the Yangtze River, which was once unforgettable.

It is common for flowers to bloom and fall in the building, and more often than not, I only see the newcomer laughing, and I don't hear the old person crying, and the master she serves is still the son of Jasper.

It's just that in this flower building waiting for replacement to be faster than metabolism, the reputation of Jade Boy is no longer as famous as before. Kamegong even began to have other ideas, and the men and women in the building were all defeated at the age of twenty.

He Dangli, who was only one meter tall, walked to the garden with a small broom and a small bamboo basket on his back, as in the past.

Before the person arrived, he was stopped in the corridor around the corner by another servant next to the red jade boy who was now in the building.

"Hua Nu, why don't you serve by your son's side today, but I heard that Jade Boy connected three benefactors last night in order to solicit customers, regardless of his physical injuries, and he must not be able to get up now." The yin and yang weird mouth is light and thin-tongued, and in this building, it is full of things that people who step on low and praise are used to doing.

If there are too many people to calculate, they will lose their self-cultivation and bearing. But if you don't care, that person will be like eighty or so-stained flies buzzing around you all day long, patronizing disgusting people to their stomachs.

And why should he leave those who don't like to talk much, and they generally ignore it. frowned slightly, and wanted to stride away.

"Yo yo, look at your little appearance, it's heart-wrenching to see." That little guy is fourteen this year, and he looks quite delicate, but he can't spit out ivory in that mouth, so that He Dangli will avoid him if he sees him from a distance.

After all, no one can tolerate a fly that has just eaten and has been buzzing around you.

"I heard that your son-in-law is very good to you, in the past, I often called you into his house twice in three days, and stayed all day. I don't know if your little ass is about to be fucked/rotten/, but recently, too, your son-in-law can't get up, and I don't know if I can satisfy you. "What Ah Shu is most unaccustomed to is that this sissy boy ignores himself, so he makes a dead face that is high.

Everyone is doing the work of serving people, why does he live like a superior person, and who doesn't know about her. It's just that no one has poked it out, and now the jasper boy is about to become yesterday's yellow flower, and the little girl and girl who were often pressed hard at He Dangli in the past are still rushing to fall into the well, and even coveted her beauty and wanted to coax the spring breeze for a while.

Even Ah Shu sometimes looks at her indistinguishable face and can't help but feel longing, let alone at this stall.

"If you don't let me come to sleep too, maybe I'll be merciful enough to let you leave the one you are serving with me to serve the Red Jade Prince, how about it, this deal is not a loss for you." After Ah Shu finished speaking, his eyes looked greedily at her face. I just think that this kid is so beautiful, even when he stares at people or ignores him, it makes him itch.

Not to mention that after entering this building, I was even more itchy after knowing how to behave between men and men. If you really press this kid under you, and hard, look at the pair of eyes dyed crimson inch by inch, and your face reflected in the steamy eyes, it's really exciting to think about.

"Hey, I'm talking about flower slaves." Seeing that the person lowered his head and ignored him, Ah Shu thought that he must have made sense of this kid. was secretly rubbing his hand to put his hand on her waist, but was thrown away in disgust.

"Get out." Seeing that he was there, He Dangli, who was blocked from going to the third place, was also angry, and his bottomless pupils were full of faint and cold light.

"Who do you call to get here, and I don't see who you are, the son you are with is an old guy who sells ass and no one wants it, maybe even he is that kind of cheap embryo, I am kind enough to show you a clear way." Ah Shu, who was frightened by that fierce look, was a little cowardly at first, but he found that he was actually frightened by a little kid who was so much younger than him with a look, and he was suddenly a little annoyed and angry.