"The ink dots are pouring into the gentleman's appearance, and the tide willows are supporting the style." This word has been lingering in my mind for a long time, and it is best used to describe Sang Ma, ink tide, ink tide, not ostentatious or exaggerated.

I blinked, touched the imaginary beard on my lips with my hand, picked up her chin with one hand, and said in a frivolous and rascalous tone, "The little beauty has a superior appearance, so she will be named Moxi, and I will warm the bed tonight to repay my son." ”

She had never seen me like this, so she giggled and kept rubbing her stomach, "Hahaha...... Hahaha......, oops, childe, the slave is the first time to see the son wearing the Luo skirt. ”

Her smile made me think of a good idea. and Sang Ma pretend to be a couple, but it is not so eye-catching, not to mention that in modern times, while working in a coffee shop, I am also learning makeup, and I often take photos of the male characters of those anime characters, so it is also a good way.

I'm really grateful for this gene, although I'm only fifteen years old, but I'm already more than one meter six or five tall, and it's not impossible to pretend to be a man, at most it's good to be a little white face. I can be a dwarf in modern times!!

"Sang Ma, be my daughter-in-law." I leisurely poured myself a cup of tea, and sat on the stool with Erlang's legs crossed.

"Huh? Daughter-in-law? "Sang Ma, who was still stupidly happy just now, was frightened by me again.

"Mmmm, daughter-in-law, I will be your husband in the future." Seeing her tangled and complicated expression made me laugh.

Sang Ma's face magnified in front of my eyes violently, and he asked, "Really?" ”

"Ahem, that's true." It scared the hell out of me.

Listening to my affirmative answer, she realized that I was not laughing, and looked at me with some puzzlement.

I shook my head and explained solemnly, "You say, our two richly dressed yellow flower girls are very eye-catching in this remote county, and it will be much more convenient if we dress up as a couple, what do you say?" ”

Hearing me explain, she had a suddenly realized expression and nodded, "Yes, yes, yes, the master is still smart." I smiled proudly, smirked, but she suddenly asked one question after another, "Master, how can you pretend to be a man with this voice, how can you cover up this ear piercing, master, will your thin skin and tender flesh be regarded as a pity by others, and besides, we don't have men's clothes......"

These questions are like Tang Seng's mantra, which makes my scalp tingle, and sure enough, I think it is too simple. Just thinking about it, I suddenly felt cramping in my lower abdomen, and bursts of cold sweat broke out.

Did you eat something bad? But I didn't eat anything.

"Master, what's wrong with you, don't scare me." Sang Ma saw me holding my stomach with a painful look on his face, and hurriedly asked.

I was so painful that my voice began to tremble when I spoke, just like menstrual cramps before, "I don't know, it's just a sudden stomach ache!" ”

Dysmenorrhea? Now that this body is fifteen years old, is it possible to come to the eldest aunt? Is it called Kwai water? Isn't it, what if it does come?

"Then the slave and maid go and invite you to Langzhong, master, you can lie on the bed first." Sang Ma helped me up and walked towards the bed.

The whole lower abdomen seemed to be torn, and the pain was so painful that I didn't dare to come out, so I carefully held my breath and moved, but the feeling in the lower body made me feel that more and more, and my face was flushed and whispered, "No, how can there be Langzhong in the big night." Sangma, you ...... You...... Did you come...... Kwai water? ”

"Uh, Aoi water? Yes? Master, have you come to Kwai Shui? Sang Ma's expression suddenly became enlightened, and her voice also raised, so ashamed that I covered her mouth.

"Shhhh The more I talk, the weaker my voice becomes, in this era when there are no sanitary napkins, I should

What to do, I don't know how to deal with it yet. ”

"Are you sure...... master" She also blushed, a little embarrassed.

I shook my head, Sang Ma prepared a cloth belt for me, ready to go to the toilet to see, and was afraid of a person, so I asked her to carry a lantern with me, I really don't know how to use this cloth belt, and I have been asking her in a whisper.

"How do you use this belt...... So thick...... Will it leak ...... on the skirt?"

"It's covered with ash powder and won't leak."

"It's a one-off, right?"

"Disposable?"

"Just use it once and throw it away......"

"No, it's dirty and has to be washed, but don't worry, master, your sunflower water and slaves will be replaced with new ones."

"Good good ......"

Along the way, both of them muttered non-stop, I was really a little at a loss, the first time I knew that the cloth belt was wrapped in ash is a simple version of the aunt towel, it was too painful, this body also had menstrual cramps, it happened that when I was running, I couldn't run, I couldn't jump.

The backyard of this inn is very large, we went around in it but couldn't find the toilet, just saw a room with a light on, the door was also ajar, and we wanted to ask. When I walked to the front, I smelled a more and more intense aroma of wine, which is usually stored in the cellar, and what is the smell here.

As soon as the knocker was raised, he heard the inside say, "Come in." "It was the voice of the proprietress who was tactful and gentle.

"Ahem, that's a bother." I opened the door lightly, and I saw a woman in red sitting in front of the table, there were already a lot of wine jugs piled up on Tan Qingmu's table, all of them were porcelain white dripping bottles, and the wine in the white porcelain cup was pale green, which was different from the people I saw drinking when I came in.

When she saw me coming in, her eyes were like silk, she raised her hand and handed over a glass of wine, and said with a smile, "Do you want to taste it?" ”

I was a little surprised, and Sang Ma whispered beside me, "Master, let's go out." ”

As soon as I thought of my eldest aunt, I suddenly came to my senses and refused, "No need, I just want to ask where the toilet is, so I will disturb the good interest of the proprietress." ”

"Also, you people, how can you like this bitter wine." She didn't answer, she didn't look at me, she folded her outstretched hand back, and threw her head up into her throat. That posture is a little detached, like those indulgent and uninhibited gentlemen.