As the gong sounded, most of the men on the street were attracted.

Nanbao is really beautiful.

They couldn't help but get excited, and there were even frivolous ones, shouting at her: "Little beauty, throw the hydrangea to me!" I'll give you happiness! ”

Nan Baoyi was holding the hydrangea, her palms were hot, and she was stunned.

She often felt that she was too cheap.

Want to chop your hands......

The aftertaste silently supports the forehead.

If the young lady finds an uncle here to bring back, it is estimated that the master will have to peel off her skin!

But he didn't feel it, and praised: "Miss has attracted the sons of the whole street, it's really charming!" ”

Nan Baoyi: "......"

Such a charm, give it to you, do you want it?

He suggested in a heartfelt and serious manner: "In today's world, men can have a group of wives and concubines, and the slaves and maids think that the young lady is no less resourceful than men, so it is better to throw a few more hydrangeas today, and also pick a few more sons-in-law to go home to pass on the ancestry, presumably the old lady must be very happy." ”

Nan Baoyi: "......"

Why don't I give you the hydrangea, and you can recruit a few more sons-in-law?

The aftertaste twisted the heart-tasting arm.

This girl is stupid, she can't see that the master is interested in the young lady!

If the master hears these words, let alone the skin, even the bones will be gone!

The shopkeeper smiled from ear to ear, "Girl, this elegant seat has a beautiful woman on the street and a wide field of vision, so it is often used by large families as a good place to throw hydrangeas." I took this hydrangea, but there is no reason to put it down! Do you please? ”

Nan Baoyi: "......"

She didn't want to please.

But now that her family is running a money bank, reputation is the first priority, if she refuses to throw hydrangea and is recognized, it may affect the money bank's business.

However, the person she wants to marry is not here......

Shaded on the corner.

Gu Chongshan stood with his hands in his hands.

He looked up at Nan Baoyi.

The little girl wears a concubine-colored skirt, with delicate buns, and a white and delicate face.

Standing next to the beauty with a big hydrangea, looking blankly at the men on the street, the peach blossoms in the tail of Danfeng's eyes were blurred, like an aggrieved rabbit.

Do you want to help her out?

Twisting the ebony beads with his fingertips, before he could think of the result, the little eunuch behind him said respectfully: "Overseer, why don't you go and snatch the hydrangea back and give it to you?" ”

After speaking, he suddenly showed a fierce face and scolded himself: "What are you robbing?" The Overseer personally went to rob it, so it was interesting! ”

"Hehe, then let's Xichang, but there will be the overseer's wife!"

The Overseer's Wife......

Gu Chongshan tasted this word.

The eyelashes covered the pupils, and the initial coolness gradually dissipated, leaving only a bottomless darkness.

He slowly lifted his eyes and looked at the little girl again.

She was in the autumn sun, and her eyes were brighter and warmer than the sun.

And he is in the abyss, dark and cold, and there is no affection.

I really want to be watched by such eyes all the time......

There was some kind of greed in my heart.

He took that step slowly—

But I heard a sneer not far away.

The young marquis in the dark clothes and the golden crown leaned lazily on the side of the diagonal bridge, his eyebrows and eyes were smiling, and he casually folded a pale pink hibiscus and sniffed it under the tip of his nose.

He raised his Danfeng eyes and seemed to be smiling: "Benhou's sister, don't bother with nine thousand years old." ”

Gu Chongshan's face was expressionless.

The black boots were lifted and slowly retracted.

He said: "Master Hou really came to Jianmen Pass. ”

"Didn't you let your sister come here just to hook Ben Hou to come? Ben Hou was very curious, how tricky is the matter of the Sword Gate Pass, and he can't even handle it at the age of nine thousand? ”

Gu Chongshan was noncommittal.

Xiao Yi played with the hibiscus flower and raised his eyes to look at the pavilion.

The cold and uninhibited Danfeng eyes revealed a touch of tenderness.

In the dark, Nan Baoyi felt that someone was watching him.

She followed her instincts.

The Quan Chen leaned on the white stone bridge, his dark crimson cloak hunting and flying in the autumn wind, leather boots and a lazy posture, staring at her with dark eyes, and bowing his head to kiss the pale pink hibiscus on his fingertips.

The posture of wanting to talk about resting, abstinence and sultry.

The girl rubbed her eyes in disbelief.

Lord Quanchen, why did you come to Jiange County?!

Repeatedly confirmed that the young man who appeared on the white stone bridge was him, Nan Baoyi's white and tender cheeks quickly opened the rouge, and his heart was pounding, as if he was about to hit his chest!

She swallowed.

Ready to move, I want to throw the hydrangea to him......

Only......

Be bold, right?

If he asked, she said it was a joke.

Nan Baoyi was nervous for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage to throw the hydrangea in his direction!

The red hydrangea drew a beautiful parabola in mid-air.

Gu Chongshan's hand behind his back twisted his fingertips quietly, but he never took that step after all.

The crowd on the street was crowded, and they all stood on tiptoe and stretched out their hands towards the hydrangea—

But there is a sound of breaking wind in the sky!

The young man with a stunning posture jumped up on their shoulders, grabbed the red hydrangea in mid-air, and stood neatly on the beauty's back.

He leaned on the beauty, held the red hydrangea, raised his eyebrows at Nan Baoyi and smiled: "What should I do, Nan Jiaojiao's hydrangea was snatched by Ben Hou ......"

Nan Bao's clothes tugged at the hem of his clothes, and his cheeks became even crimson.

She stared down at the embroidered shoes, and said softly in a joking tone: "The second brother received my hydrangea and wants to marry me." ”

Xiao Yi leaned over slightly and approached her face.

He pinched her white and tender face, and his voice was hoarse and bewildering: "But the little lady of the Nan family, who is disobedient and ambitious, marries home, I am afraid that she will go to the house to uncover the tiles...... My brother is afraid that he won't be able to surrender. ”

Nan Baoyi was embarrassed, bit her lip and turned around and ran into the seat.

He smiled and said, "Master, Miss, Xiao Er has brought breakfast and there is corn juice!" ”

Xiao Yi was indifferent.

He was more interested in the rouge on Nan Jiaojiao's lips than in corn juice.

He suppressed his desire, slowly stepped into the seat, pinned the pale pink hibiscus to Nan Baoyi's sideburns, "Have breakfast." ”

As soon as he came, the rules of Yumi and others were erected.

There were only two people in front of the Eight Immortals table, and Yu Wei and the others went downstairs to eat.

Nan Baoyi picked up the chopsticks and was very curious, "Why did the second brother come to Jiange County?" ”

Xiao Yi peeled a boiled egg for her, "Come to the Jiang family's dart game and show Nan Baozhu her husband." ”

"Looking at each other's husbands?" Nan Baoyi was surprised, "Can you see the right one?" ”

"Nope."

"Oh......"

Nan Baoyi took the hard-boiled egg he handed over and took a small bite.

She thought, there is a little grandfather making trouble, and it is strange that Zhuzhu can see her husband.

The yolk is a little choking.

Xiao Yi handed her a cup of almond tea.

Nan Baoyi was drinking tea, and Gu Chongshan stepped in, "Jingxi Hou shouldn't mind, I'll have breakfast with you, right?" ”

He twisted ebony beads, and his navy blue round-neck regular clothes lined his lips and teeth, like a beautiful boy.

Xiao Yi seemed to smile: "Ben Hou has always been generous. ”

Gu Chongshan sat down.

Nan Baoyi raised his eyes to look at the two of them.

Obviously they were just sharing breakfast, and they were all laughing, but their smiles were terrible.

The atmosphere between the tables was gloomy, as if a storm was coming, and no amount of brilliant autumn sun could bring warmth.

Nan Baoyi even made up a terrible conversation in his brain:

Xiao Yi: "What do you eat at 9,000 years old?" ”

Gu Chongshan: "Ten catties of raw beef, the kind with hair and blood." What does Jingxihou eat? ”。

Xiao Yi: "Oh, I eat the hind legs of pigs, the kind with leg bones and pig skin, and gnaw hard." ”