Lao Shi grabbed him violently and pointed to a table of dishes: "Haven't paid for this meal yet!?" ”

Lao Jiu shook him off: "Let you just look at my joke!" Pay for it yourself! ”

Lao Shi was sad, with teary eyes: "I'm poor now, I'm poor!" You can't be so unfriendly."

The bloody love story of Nanshan Ji spread widely, and the fourth master also heard it, his face was black, and he looked at his daughter-in-law with resentment.

It was written all over his face: Look at you, you have to go

Gu Youran smiled wryly.

Leaned over, and the dog-legged man hung his shoulders with his small fist to the fourth master.

The fourth master snorted, almost fiddling with the things in his hand.

Leaving aside this bloody love story made up by a god who doesn't know which god made it up, Gu Youran feels that the removal of Nanshan Ji is off the shelves This is a good start.

She didn't expect that the influence of the ninth master would be so great that it would lead to all the study rooms in the country being taken off the shelves.

In fact, the literal prison is only a part of the views on it, and there is not even a viewpoint, it is just a deliberate insinuation, if the books are gone, there will naturally be no literary prison.

If the fourth master ascends the throne, in order not to leave a reputation for eternity, she can use this way to avoid the literary prison.

Thinking of this, Gu Youran smiled sweetly.

The fourth master looked at the little daughter-in-law and smiled sweetly, happy but also a little deeply unhappy.

secretly thought that this kind of vulgar love story must have been made up by the ninth master.

Hum!!

The fourth master's face was dark and dark, and the action of splitting wood under his hands was a little more ruthless.

The extremely loud sound startled Gu Youran.

looked down at the fourth master's tense black face, smiled, pinched his handsome face from behind and rubbed it: "Master, what are you angry about?" Angry and not handsome."

The fourth master snorted in a deep voice, "There is a little white face who is angry and handsome."

Gu Youran laughed.

Slowing down and half-bending, he brought a smiling face to him: "But I have taken a fancy to you!" ”

The fourth master's black face slowly eased because of these words.

The thin lips were shallowly hooked, but they did not speak.

Gu Youran stood up straight again and played with his face from behind.

The fourth master thought to himself, the master is becoming less and less majestic at this time, and he can't scare her at all, the little thing is not afraid of him every day, and he always pinches him to play

alas

The woman she spoils herself, suffers by herself!

Gu Youran looked at the wood under the fourth master, and suddenly pointed out: "Master, your arc is too big, and if you are not careful, you will shake the child out." ”

The crib in ancient times was mostly a large basket, or more advanced, that is, there was a shade cover on the basket, and then more advanced, it was a square bed made of mahogany, surrounded by all sides, and the carved patterns were complex and exquisite, very good-looking, but because the color style was too orthodox, it looked less cute in line with the child.

The fourth master really thought about it this time, and saw that she had described the appearance of a baby princess's bed in her book, and suddenly felt that it looked good, so she specially asked her to draw a picture and make it by herself.

Gu Youran drew a cradle that can be shaken slightly, with a vertical shelf on it, and can be put on layers of gauze tents, round, very kawaii cradle.

The fourth master likes it, and it is directly matched with light pink, light yellow, and light purple girly colors, which are elegant in pink and tender, and lively in nobility

She asked him what if the baby was a son. What to do?

The fourth master's face darkened for a moment at that time: "Then let him sleep before the balls, anyway, the balls have grown up, and it will be wasted there." ”