Chapter 170: Gifts
In the moonlit and brightly lit courtyard, the few boxes that were opened casually were full of some wealth and silk utensils, but for Zhou Huai, who had seen a lot of such things
That's what happened.
The last and largest box was filled with a box full of silk cloth. I saw that the delicate satin pattern was waving under the reflection of the lights
general streamers; Then Zhou Huai'an reflected; It's not a reflection, it's something moving under the silk.
He couldn't help but be vigilant, drew his knife in his hand, and pulled out the iron-bone crossbow he carried with him, and only after aiming at it did he gently poke it in, and his eyes were quick again
Then turn it over;
In an instant, he screamed, and he saw a soft girl who was packed and packed in a box, and could only be described as a soft girl with bright eyes, bright teeth, and cherry lips
Child; is combing the double-ring bun and doing the splendid finch skirt dress, the whole body is soft everywhere and the texture is deceiving the frost and snow, which is very much under the murmuring of the moonlight
jade-colored fragrant and delicate and lovely taste;
Curled up in the box and slightly stretched, there is a natural elegance that comes out of the classical handmaiden painting. It's just small from the consort
Looking at the dimples and the baby's fat goose egg face, it was obvious that this soft girl was still a little young, and she was using big eyes that contained tears and fright, and she was full of tears
stared at Zhou Huai'an in horror.
"Slave... Slave. Qingluo, I've seen a nobleman. ”
After staring at each other for a while, there was a slight gurgling sound on the other party's body, and it was only then that he remembered something from the box
He sat up, bowed his head and bowed in a shy voice.
"Please have mercy on you."
Although her voice is not as thick as the small pendant, it also has a light and agile charm.
However, Zhou Huai'an was in a certain illusion of time and space confusion, as if he had seen another scene in the dark; One appears in the Golden Summoning Circle
The cat-eared lady said with an envious look, "Excuse me, are you my scolding death?" Then, ecstatically, he pounced on one and hugged one
Rubbing, while shouting "I'm finally going to be a seal today, and all the non-chiefs are going to die." ”
Well, in reality, Zhou Huai'an, who has a black face and black hands for ten thousand years, and can only rely on activities to send away and prostitute friends for nothing, is a bit clumsy
The reflection reached out, trying to cover the box before speaking; Maybe it's an illusion or something, and it's going to disappear when you cover it, and he's facing himself
So self-comforting.
Then, the forcible box flew away at an even faster speed, and slammed into his elbow and bared his teeth.
"Don't."
I saw that the little woman's face in the box had become dizzy, and she threw herself on his arm and cried out in a mournful voice
Come.
"Please don't drive me out, if Qingluo will die without a place to live, everyone in the workshop will die...
"Sister Jinniang is dead, many people are dead, please beg the nobles to do well."
At this moment, the fat powder and makeup on her face were already crying, and it looked a little funny and ridiculous.
"You can do whatever you want to be a slave, don't have a chance to die again. Please. ”
And Zhou Huai'an already has a good ~(*+_+*)~ expression that doesn't know how to be, okay, this is not a dream or an illusion, it is a friend who uses this
A way to give a gift to yourself as a surprise. It's just that what she said means, if she doesn't accept it, she will die, and she will die a large number of people,
What kind of painting style is this?
"You can really do anything, anything."
Under the ghost's divine send, Zhou Huai'an, who was a little burning and flying in the moment of reason, only had this one sentence left.
"Since then, I have been Yilangjun."
The crying pear blossom brought rain and the pitiful other party said angrily.
So after half a ring, Zhou Huai'an was already lying on the soft couch on the floor, enjoying the treatment of the soft girl's knee pillow, and guiding her little hands to cover her face
Make gentle acupressure to relax; Through the fingers, you can also see the hanging placket of the clothes, slightly covering part of the jade face like a sprout-like bulge
。
The soft flesh from the female body suddenly made him secretly burst into tears again after months of not knowing the taste of flesh (ˉ(∞)ˉ). That's the real thing
The benefits and benefits (=^ω^=) can be better understood than what breathing heartbeat reed sticks and self-grooved washboards'(*>_<*)′
What the hearts of the people want.
"Qingluo? , what a good name."
Zhou Huaian couldn't help but sigh.
"Is it taken from Li Taibai's 'green bamboo into the secluded path, green radish whisking clothes'?"
He basically figured out the cause and effect, but it was Shang Rang, who was assassinated, who was assassinated, and afterwards severely tortured and interrogated the relevant people who were present that night.
Many people died on the spot; As a follow-up expression, this little girl Qingluo is a gift specially selected to make amends and dissipate anger from the seeds of the replacement flower cards and the head of the line belonging to the Maiko Department of the Guangzhou Jiaofang Division;
Therefore, if Zhou Huai'an can't accept or be satisfied, then the dancers and the people in the club to which she belongs will be severely punished, and even lose their lives because of this.
As Lang Jun said. It's still my mother who invited a high bachelor.。。 ”
Qingluo, a little girl who has washed her face and still has tear stains, responded softly.
"Then tell me what you know."
Zhou Huai couldn't help but move, and continued to rub his face comfortably on her lower abdomen.
"What's the use of it to me?"
"The slave has learned the crude methods of boiling tea and soup, and can wash his hands and make the soup cake for Lang Jun; I also know a little bit of female red and embroidery,。。 ”
Zhou Huai'an couldn't help nodding slightly, and praised the girl who specializes in housekeeping skills.
"The workshop also taught slaves the art of singing, dancing and music... Used in several instrumental music. Only the transverse flute is longer. ”
"Do you know how to play the flute? ,Then I specially blew it well.。。 ”
Zhou Huai'an said with some surprise, it is said that the girl who can play the flute has unique ventriloquist skills, and the flute should be nothing more than that.
"Other means of calamus, games, perfumery, makeup, flowers, and scalding, slaves have also dabbled a little. It's just that they haven't been taught yet; if
If there is something not thoughtful enough, please forgive me. ”
At this, she said cautiously and timidly, as if she was impatient.
"It's just that the slave will have to wait a few years before he arrives, so please take a moment. Slightly. It will take a little time. to be able to serve. Waiting for the pillow seat. ”
"It's okay... Anyway, you can be of other uses, no. It's a big deal, I'll teach you hand-in-hand. ”
Zhou Huai'an smiled meaningfully, anyway, as a well-informed modern person, this is not a problem at all; Then he heard a buzzing ringing in his ears
The movement of the compilation, and the cheeks of the other party suddenly blushing from the neck.
"Slaves are just..."
Then there was more noise, and her head hung down in embarrassment. Apparently staying in the box for a long time, my stomach was also hungry and panicked, and I grunted
There was a gurgling and unconvincing sound.
"I'm hungry, or I'll give you something to eat."
Zhou Huai'an said involuntarily.
So, she then ate a hot, ready-made, high-protein food – a bowl of caviar and shrimp noodles.
All the ingredients are prepared in the kitchen to make a finished product, and the soup base is also a bone broth that keeps burning all day and night, so just put the thin noodles and side dishes, put them in boiling water for a while, and then pour the soup stock.
"How dare you bother Lang Jun to contaminate the kitchen."
Looking at the soup bowl composed of white soup, vegetables and shrimp red in front of him, Qingluo was still a little scared.
"It's okay, this is one of my hobbies, maybe I'll teach you to share it in the future."
Zhou Huaian waved his hand.
"That... That.. Thank you Lang Jun for your love. ”。
Qingluo whispered the hot noodle soup, only feeling extremely warm, and her eyes were also a little blurry and illusory with the steaming water vapor; But I couldn't help but think with some doubts and panic, is this still the demonic monk who is so vicious or full of evil as the rumors, and specially entered the world to harm the world.
When she curled up in the cramped and dark box for most of the day, she was already hungry and tired, so that she did not have much strength to stand up and do that dance in front of him according to the pre-arrangement, to attract the attention and affection of the other party; And all the flattering rhetoric and drafts that those men had taught her before had hardly had a chance to come in handy;
On the contrary, under her hasty and unaware of the so-called plea, the other party accepted it like this, which made her really don't know what it was like in her heart. At this moment, another voice disrupted her thoughts again.
"It smells so good...
A petite figure appeared on the edge of the pillars of the inner room, sleepy-eyed.
"I'm hungry...
(End of chapter)