Chapter 242: Willing to recommend a pillow seat
Nan Baoyi trembled.
This guy has always been unserious, and he must have thought of those sauces!
She slapped Xiao Yi's hand away and muttered solemnly: "Second brother always moves his hands and feet to me, you want to touch your own belly, don't touch me." ”
Xiao Yi chuckled.
He knocked on Nan Baoyi's head with his fingers, and said with a joke: "I just remembered that you were in the mine and were poked in the stomach by a bone, where did you think of it?" ”
Nan Baoyi was silent.
It turned out that the second brother was thinking about this......
She rubbed the tip of her nose unnaturally, and pinned her face slightly in embarrassment.
Xiao Yi picked up the white porcelain gin jug on the table.
He opened the lid, and the flask was empty, but there was still a strong aroma of wine.
He sniffed the aroma of wine, raised his eyebrows and looked at Nan Baoyi: "This pot of wine, you prepared it for me?" ”
Nan Baoyi nodded, very regretful: "It's a pity that I was drunk by Second Sister Ning......"
"Nan Jiaojiao, there are a lot of helpful things in this wine." Xiao Yi deliberately pinched her chin and looked her in the eyes viciously, "Tell me, what are you going to do to me?" ”
Nan Baoyi was stunned.
She had forgotten how sensitive Xiao Yi's sense of smell was!
Her face was hot, and she was shy about trying to escape, but she was held by Xiao Yi at the corner of her sleeve.
She was caught off guard, her socks slipped under her feet, and she fell into Xiao Yi's arms in embarrassment.
Xiao Yi wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered against her ear: "Between you and me, why do you need that kind of thing?" If Nan Jiaojiao wants it, tell her brother that your brother will satisfy you. ”
"I'm not me, I don't have you talking nonsense!"
Nan Baoyi was so ashamed that he didn't dare to raise his head, his little face was buried deep in Xiao Yi's chest, and his hands grabbed his placket tightly, refusing to look at him like a quail in a nest.
She......
She only did that kind of thing because she had a convulsion!
What's more, she and her second brother really haven't had that for a long time......
Xiao Yi couldn't help laughing.
He patted the little girl's head: "Okay, I know that you didn't make it, it must be Nan Baozhu, she wants to match the two of us, right?" ”
Nan Baoyi hurriedly raised her head, and nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Yes, yes, yes, it's Zhuzhu who made it, she's naughty!" ”
The moonlight is shining, the little girl's pupils are moist, and her face is flushed, like the most beautiful rouge.
Xiao Yi thought about her past life and this life, thinking about the suffering she had suffered, and now she was really wronged and sad at all, and she didn't want her to go through it.
He slowly straightened her shirt and picked her up gently.
At this time, the fan is open, the moonlight fills the room, the two green lights under the corridor are swaying like water, the Taihu Lake stone in the garden is shining brightly, and the strange flowers and plants in early spring quietly sprout new shoots.
Xiao Yi said: "The beautiful scenery of tonight should not be disappointed." If King Xiang is interested, can the goddess fall into a dream? ”
Nan Baoyi played with the buttons of his placket.
Her eyelashes were lowered, and her delicate face was even more crimson.
This guy is really, happy is happy, but he said it so sven, it made her blush and heartbeat even more.
She shyly said, "...... Would like to recommend a pillow seat. ”
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The next day.
The candle flame in the hugging building has long since been extinguished.
It was dawn, and the hazy colors were quietly revealing outside the flower window, and the rooster crow could be faintly heard from the kitchen in the distance.
Ning Fanhua opened her eyes.
She raised her hand and rubbed the corners of her forehead, turned her head to see the strange Lang Jun lying on the outside of the bed, lifted the quilt and looked at herself, and almost screamed.
All the absurdity of last night came to mind.
Ning Fanhua's face turned pale.
She did such a degrading thing!
Let the Lu family know, and she'll be finished!
She had to leave before this Langjun woke up, as if nothing had happened!
She put on her dress lightly, didn't even bother to freshen up, and escaped from the hugging house in embarrassment.
It didn't take long for the sky to brighten.
Nan Chengli was confused, and reached out to the inside of the bed to fish for people.
But it was empty.
He opened his eyes hesitantly.
He was the only one in the tent, and the girl of last night was missing, as if the absurdity of the whole night was just a dream he had imagined alone.
Nan Chengli immediately sat up.
He hurriedly put on his middle coat and opened the curtain: "Small flowers? ”
Inside and outside the screen, no one responded.
He sat on the edge of the couch and was stunned for a long time, slowly looking at the low case by the window.
The food and wine on the low table were passed, and there was still a little red lipstick mark on the edge of a white porcelain wine cup, which clearly represented the charm of last night, not his spring dream.
The personal servant pushed the door and came.
He saluted respectfully: "Master, the little one is waiting for you to freshen up?" In order to avoid the blind date, you hid in the courtyard of the five girls for a night, the old lady doesn't know how angry she is, you should also go to the Songhe courtyard to ask for guilt. ”
Nan Chengli secretly grabbed the futon.
said goodbye, but she said goodbye.
Was she dissatisfied with him?
If you're not satisfied, why don't you make it clear in person?
but it made him worry.
Nan Chengli rubbed his forehead and said lightly: "I have already seen that girl." ”
"How is this possible?" The little girl smiled and called a basin of water, "You refused to go to Songhe Courtyard yesterday to see each other, the other girl was very angry, turned her head and was about to leave, the old lady apologized for a while, and gave a lot of expensive gifts, before coaxing people back." ”
Nan Chengli took the towel he handed over, very surprised.
Isn't the girl from last night the one who looked at him?
He asked, "What does she look like?" Have you ever been married? ”
The little guy scratched his head: "The little identity is low, I only looked at it from a distance, the girl has a big cake face and small eyes, although she looks average, but she has read a few books, and she is a very windy official lady." Of course, you have never been married, and no matter how anxious the old lady is about your marriage, she will not introduce you to a girl who is married for the second time! ”
The towel in Nan Chengli's hand quietly fell to the ground.
The appearance is not right, and the marriage is not right.
The girl who was happy with him last night was not the one who came to see him!
The little guy hurriedly picked up the towel: "Master, it's early in the morning, why do you seem to have lost your soul?" ”
Nam Seung-ri was silent, got up and walked to the window.
He pushed open the window.
The garden is elegant, with a light breeze blowing in the face, revealing a bit of early spring cold.
The dew drops on the branches fell into the dirt, moistening the red buds that sprouted between the branches, and the bright color was like the rouge on her lips.
He whispered, "Go and find out which young women in the house have left, and they must look beautiful and noble, and then bring them all to me." ”
After all, he was unwilling.
His first woman didn't even say goodbye to him.
I want to find her and ask her face to face what he did wrong, and if he changes, can she give him a chance?
The second monk was confused.
He, the master, doesn't he love Yunying's unmarried girl, but he loves the married young woman even more?
This taste is also unique.
He scratched his head, and was forced to admire: "Ye really has vision, how dull and boring a girl is, or a young woman is more tasteful, no wonder you refuse to look at each other-"
Nan Chengli was furious, turned around and kicked him.
The little guy grinned, and hurriedly ran away.
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See you tomorrow