Nan Baoyi calculates beautifully.

It's a pity that people are not as good as heaven.

At first, half an hour was also interesting, but then she was so tired, this Lang Jun looked beautiful and gentle, it was the one she liked, but in fact, it was like a dog that hadn't opened meat for three months, holding her waist and folding her around, the more she cried, the more he liked to bully her!

Nan Baoyi's consciousness was vague.

I only heard the rain and the wind, and the slightly heavy wheezing of the man in the canopy boat.

The cabin was small, and wherever she climbed, she would be caught.

Nan Baoyi sobbed, slapped Xiao Yi very hard, and cursed unconsciously with a crying voice: "Husband, husband, don't want it...... What a bad duck! ”

Xiao Yi paused.

The face darkens.

Who's the bad duck?!

Rain hits lotus leaves.

The sound of the water continued all night.

……

Early morning.

There were toiletries in the awning boat.

At the bow of the boat, the Dark Guard placed a new and clean skirt, as well as two exquisite breakfasts.

Nan Baoyi dressed up, sat alone on the bow of the boat, and ate bird's nest porridge with a small bowl of white porcelain.

Xiao Yi sat on the side of the boat and looked at her.

The little girl's Danfeng eyes are still moist and red, and her little face is delicate and tender, which is more delicate and moving than the water lotus in midsummer.

The breeze on the lake came slowly, blowing her blue gauze skirt, the lace on her chest fluttered and danced, lining her small waist and unbearable hold, and the collarbone like mutton fat and white jade was a large mottled red mark.

He looked at it and suddenly chuckled.

Nan Baoyi was embarrassed.

She buried her little face in the small white porcelain bowl, and secretly said that the duck would not be able to jump for a few days.

When she revealed her family background, she kicked him away!

Nan Baoyi viciously pulled two mouthfuls of bird's nest porridge, and when he raised his little face again, he still had a gentle and delicate expression: "Husband, don't you need breakfast?" But don't go hungry, the concubine will be distressed. ”

Xiao Yi: "......"

Nan Jiaojiao after amnesia, really.

Such gentleness and virtuousness must have been deeply impressed by his superb boudoir skills.

He raised his thin lips, moved to the little girl's side, and wiped the small porridge on the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief: "I don't like sweet things." ”

Nan Baoyi was slightly in a trance.

It seems that this sentence has been said many times before.

Memories begin to loosen.

Although the man's face was blurred, she vaguely remembered that he liked to drink sweet corn juice.

She secretly wrote down the corn juice and obediently put down the small white porcelain bowl: "I've eaten it." ”

The two left the lotus boat and walked to the wing where Nan Baoyi lived.

Stepping into the threshold, Nan Baoyi saw Nan Yan holding one hand and resting on the circle chair.

Paper umbrellas, coats, lanterns, clogs, and other objects were littered on the ground, all wet.

She was stunned.

Last night......

My sister went out to look for her?

Nan Yan slept very lightly, heard the sound, and quickly opened his eyes.

"Jiaojiao, I-"

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly noticed Lang Jun behind Nan Baoyi.

Although he wears ordinary clothes, he is born handsome and profound, and he is full of grace.

His eyes fell on Nan Baoyi's collarbone again.

The mottled red marks there are a clear indication of what happened last night.

Nan Yan's words were unspeakable.

She clenched her fists tightly: "Last night, you ...... with this person"

"My sister has found the eldest son of Da Situ, why can't I find another Langjun?" Nan Baoyi walked straight to the closet, "My sister wants to live in Da Situ Mansion, why can't I live in someone else's house?" ”

Her face was cold, and she was still angry.

Nan Yan pulled her over.

Nan Baoyi was forced to turn around.

Nan Yan slapped her in the face!

Nan Baoyi was stunned.

She covered her flushed cheeks, and tears welled up instantly: "You hit me?!" ”

Nan Yan pointed at Xiao Yi and said sharply: "What is his name, what is his family background, and what is his future, have you figured it out?!" I didn't understand, and I dared to go with him?! Aren't you afraid of being sold by him?! Dressed ordinarily, at first glance, it is not from a rich family. If you follow him, what can you end up with?! ”

Nan Baoyi pushed her away suddenly.

Nan Yan bumped into the Bogu shelf and gritted his teeth in pain: "You're crazy, aren't you?!" ”

"You don't want me first!" Nan Baoyi was angry, "I can't get good with him, can you be a concubine for others?" Really, I'm at least better than you, this duck - this Lang Jun, he is my husband, he knows everything about me! ”

"Husband?!"

Nan Yan stared at Xiao Yi in disbelief.

Xiao Yi stood with his hands in his hands, his eyebrows were cold, and he was fiddling with the winning money on his wrist.

Nan Yan immediately sneered: "I don't believe that there is such a coincidence in the world. ”

Xiao Yi said coldly: "Your name is Nan Yan, and you are the daughter of the outer room." No one in the world loves you. ”

Two simple sentences, but Nan Yan fell into an ice cellar.

She didn't know who she was or what her name was.

But the man actually knew her.

His face was calm, his voice was indifferent, and he was clearly not lying.

He said that no one in the world loved her.

But how is this possible?

She was born beautiful and can sing and dance, how can no one love her in this world?

At least, at least Jiaojiao loves her......

Somehow, she was flustered.

As if to prove that someone loved her, she looked eagerly at Nan Baoyi.

Xiao Yi doesn't like Nan Yan.

How much damage did this woman have done to Jiaojiao?

He could not continue to let their sisters "love each other".

He said lightly: "You don't have to look at her. You and Nan Jiaojiao used to be your life-and-death relationship. She doesn't love you, and no one in this world loves you. ”

Nan Baoyi was stunned.

Obviously, I didn't expect that in the past, she and her sister would be a life-and-death relationship......

The tight string in Nan Yan's heart seemed to be broken suddenly.

Boundless shame and anger came to her heart, and her cheeks were hot and her whole body trembled slightly.

For a long time, as if to save face, she stared at Nan Baoyi and sneered: "No one loves me, so what?" I love myself and I am enough. Together, it's just to help each other, it's a relationship of mutual use, where does the sisterhood come from?

"It sounds good to say that they have each found Lang Jun, but in fact, they are just going their own way. You go, go with this person. Anyway, in two days, I will marry into the Great Situ Mansion. The affection between you and me is severed. ”

After she said these cruel words, she took the initiative to help Nan Baoyi pack her luggage.

When Nan Baoyi was still stunned, Nan Yan packed up her dress, stuffed the burden into her arms, lowered her eyelashes, and scolded in a dumb voice: "Get out!" ”

Nan Baoyi hugged the burden.

wanted to say something, but was pushed out by Nan Yan.

Nan Yan slammed the door shut.

She leaned against the door, slowly crouched on the ground, and buried her little face in the crook of her arm.

Tears flowed silently, gradually wetting the dress.

She lifted the back of her hand and wiped it away with an expressionless face.

She stared into the void, tears on her face, and bent her lips hard.

No one loves her anyway......

Who is she crying to?

No one loves her, no matter how difficult it is, it is just a knockout of teeth and a swallow of blood.

Nan Yan stood up and packed up a baggage.

She pushed the door open and left.

……

Nan Baoyi hugged the burden and followed Xiao Yi through the verandah.

Distracted, she bumped into the pillars as she turned the verandah.

The burden fell to the ground, and it was not only her dress that was scattered, but also two thousand taels of silver tickets.

Nan Baoyi was stunned.

These silver tickets......

，

Ahhh

Let's draw a few red envelopes