Chapter 1345: Am I good-looking?
Wu Xueyan didn't know what to say, so she could only sigh secretly in her heart.
Does this man know what he's done?
She really wanted to ask Leng Xiangbei, since she didn't like her, why did she treat her so well?
But I didn't dare to really ask.
She was greedy in her heart, even though she knew that all the care that Leng Xiangbei gave her was just a brother's love and care, she still didn't want to give up.
She felt like a thief, secretly enjoying Leng Xiangbei's kindness to her.
I can't help but tell myself in my heart: as long as Leng Xiangbei has an object.
After Leng Xiangbei has a partner, she will never want him again.
And now, Leng Xiangbei has no object, so let her be extravagant for a while.
Standing in front of the mirror, putting on his hat, turning his head, Leng Xiangbei had already entered the house.
She looked at him and smiled, "Is it pretty?" ”
The eyes are bright, like the rising sun.
She was looking at him, and she was looking at her parents.
She made herself less obvious.
Leng Xiangbei is too smart, and when he sees it, he will definitely hide far away.
In that case, these things that don't belong to her in the first place will be taken away immediately.
She remembered what she had heard Leng Xiangbei say before.
This person just treats her as a sister, and she can't fall deeper and deeper.
"Beautiful!"
The first to speak was Leng Xiangbei.
He said sincerely: "It's better than you wear that hairpin!" ”
Master Wu's reaction was half a beat slower: "It's beautiful." ”
A red turban is worn around the hat.
She smiled heartlessly: "Don't say it, with such an encirclement, it really can't get sunshine." ”
The eyes of Master Wu and Mrs. Wu turned on these two people, and they were both a little worried.
But he still smiled and nodded: "It's good to go north." ”
Leng Xiangbei smiled heartlessly: "It's just a pair of sunglasses, otherwise, I can cover the bridge of my nose and eyebrows together." Qingzhu has one, but Fu Yingshao bought it for her, and I didn't dare to take it last time, I'm afraid that Fu Yingshao will fight with me. ”
He looked back at his master and his wife, and was very regretful: "But don't say it, after wearing it, it is very stylish." ”
Mrs. Wu smiled and served him a meal: "What are you doing wearing sunglasses?" It's not going to burn brick kilns, is it? ”
"If you have to wear sunglasses to burn a brick kiln, it will definitely not work, you can't master this fire, and all the bricks in a kiln will be wasted."
"That's definitely not going to work, isn't this the spring and autumn wind and sand? I thought about wearing it to and from work, saving myself from the wind and sand and squinting my eyes. ”
Wu Xueyan sat down, Leng Xiangbei gave Wu Xueyan the rice bowl that Mrs. Wu had just given him, and helped her take the chopsticks.
Then he took his own dishes and chopsticks and began to eat.
Seeing Wu Xueyan supporting cabbage and not eating vermicelli, she smiled: "You are really, you can't wipe it off when you're in our house, forget it, what can't you wipe it out in your own home?" ”
Wu Xueyan has the same clumsiness as Fu Yingshao.
None of the vermicelli will be pinched.
Fu Yingshao is thick-skinned, so he can wait for Leng Qingzhu to clip it directly to him.
Wu Xueyan simply stopped eating, so as not to be ugly.
Leng Xiangbei finished counting and gave Wu Xueyan a noodle clip, and Wu Xueyan also habitually stretched out the bowl.
The two of them cooperate tacitly.
looked at each other, and couldn't help but smile.
Master Wu and Mrs. Wu looked at each other for the second time at today's dinner table.
After eating, he cleaned up the table, and Leng Xiangbei rode his bicycle north, carrying a bag of corn seeds and left first
Master Wu and Mrs. Wu walked behind.
Wu Xueyan used the excuse of locking the door and stayed.
Wait for everyone to get out of the yard.
She put a red turban over her head.
With a light blow, the red turban lifts a corner.
She smiled and asked herself in the mirror: "Brother Xiangbei, do you think I'm good-looking?" ”
Leng went north and returned, standing at the door, taking in everything.