Dine?

No way.

Jiang Yingli hurriedly refused, "Since the things have been delivered, then I will hurry back to the embroidery workshop, there will be something to do later." ”

As she spoke, she got up and was about to leave, but Ding Shi got up one step ahead of her and grabbed her wrist.

"You give me a purse, I invite you to dinner, it's just right, don't shirk."

It was obviously such a pair of knobby hands, but the strength was not small, Jiang Yingli struggled a few times, but he was still firmly dragged by Ding Shi and walked towards the door.

It seems that this meal must be eaten.

The two of them walked one after the other on the street, and the wind blew gently between the two, and Jiang Yingli could even clearly smell the good smell of pine and bamboo on his body.

In a trance, it was like returning to the time when I lived with Qiu Muyun before. For some reason, when facing Ding Shi, it is always easy to think of Qiu Muyun.

There is a bamboo forest on the mountain behind the house, Qiu Muyun loves to go to that bamboo forest very much, every time he returns home, the smell on his body is seventy percent similar to that on Ding Shi's body at this time!

This smell made Jiang Yingli feel kind, and unconsciously wanted to get closer, and get closer.

The distance that had just been deliberately opened up gradually shortened, and by the time Jiang Yingli finally came back to his senses, the distance between the two people was almost only a few fists away.

"There are too many people in this market, you can get closer to me." Ding Shi looked at her sideways and smiled, his arm passed through her narrow shoulder, and then he took it into his arms.

The sense of presence of that aura suddenly became stronger, causing Jiang Yingli to be unstable for a while.

It seems that in the bustling city of ordinary people and vendors, only the people in front of them are left.

It's ridiculous.

Jiang Yingli settled down, followed behind Ding Shi again, and carefully kept a safe distance from him, but he didn't expect that Ding Shi's footsteps suddenly stopped.

Jiang Yingli was defenseless, and actually hit it straight, the tip of her nose hit Ding Shi's back, and the tears in her eyes were about to flow down immediately.

She rubbed her nose and glanced at Ding Shi, and said angrily: "You don't walk well, why do you stop suddenly?" ”

"Look!" Ding Shi turned around and held a peach hairpin in his two fingers.

Although this hairpin is not as delicate and gorgeous as the Hou Mansion, it is better than the ingenuity of the craftsman, and a small fox is vividly carved through the texture of the wood, which looks cute and cute.

"How? Do you like it or not? Ding Shi took the hairpin and compared it on Jiang Yingliang's head, and he was quite satisfied.

He couldn't help but stuff the hairpin into Jiang Yingliang's hand, turned around, took out a silver ingot and put it on the case very boldly, and waved his hand, "No need to look for it." ”

Ding Shi's money was spent happily, and the boss was also happy, only Jiang Yingli was embarrassed.

She holds the hairpin, and she doesn't accept it, and she doesn't return it, how can this be good?

Just when she was at a loss, a woman's shrill voice suddenly came from the side.

"This hairpin was first taken by this girl, give it to me."

Jiang Yingliang's brows immediately furrowed, why is this voice a little familiar?

She looked up suspiciously, just in time to bump into the angry face of the woman in front of her.

Wow, it's an acquaintance.

This domineering eldest lady is Zhao Yueru, the daughter of another embroidery and spinning family in the city, the Weaving Moon Embroidery Workshop.

Before the Yingshan embroidery workshop became famous, the Zhiyue embroidery royal was a well-deserved first embroidery workshop in the city.

Jiang Yingli knew in her heart that it was just a peach hairpin, in the past, a daughter like her would not be taken into account at all, but now she actually stood up on the street to stop herself, probably because of business matters, she hated herself.

Jiang Yingli had no intention of arguing with her, and just wanted to play a round, she saw Ding Shi next to her stand up first.

With a flick of his wrist, the folding fan spread out, covering a piece of the placket on his chest, but it couldn't hide the coldness in his eyes, "Miss Zhao, I bought this hairpin, and whoever I said to give it to is who's it." ”

Ding Shi's attitude can be described as bad, Zhao Yueru is arrogant again, Jiang Yingli is alarmed in his heart, it's over, I'm afraid something will happen.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yueru was not as angry as she imagined, she actually pouted and shouted aggrievedly: "Ding Gongzi!" ”

This voice was delicate, it sounded like a thousand turns, even Jiang Yingli couldn't resist it, and half of his jaw dropped on the spot.

It turns out that Zhao Yueru likes Ding Shi?

In fact, Jiang Yingli didn't know, just with Ding Shi's family background and appearance, there were dozens of Huaichun girls in the city who regarded him as a wishful husband, and Zhao Yueru was just one of them.

There was a lot of commotion here, and the people who had already done good things began to gather onlookers, Ding Shi had a cold face, and directly pulled Jiang Yingli to his side, holding her shoulders and walking out, "Miss Zhao, I will not accompany you." ”

When he went out, Ding Shi also deliberately led Jiang Yingli to avoid obstacles, and his gentle appearance was the same as the two of them just now.

"Ding Gongzi!" Zhao Yueru shouted again, and when she saw Ding, she still refused to look at her, but instead hugged Jiang Ying's fence tighter.

She Zhao Yueru also grew up in the palm of her family's hand, how could she tolerate being ignored and humiliated like this?

This righteous daughter of the Hou Mansion not only robbed the business, but also robbed Ding Gongzi?

Staring at the backs of the two viciously, Zhao Yueru deliberately raised her voice, "Ding Gongzi, do you know what the origin of this person next to you is?" ”

Ding Shi's footsteps finally stopped.

Zhao Yueru was even more proud, and stretched out her hand to point at Jiang Yingliang, "Do you know that although she is the righteous daughter of Lord Hou and looks beautiful, she is actually a widow with a dead husband, you will definitely regret treating me like this for her!" ”

Jiang Yingliang's origin is not a secret, Zhao Yueru made a start, and the crowd of onlookers also began to point fingers, and even began to persuade Ding, "I heard that she is a Kefu, Ding Gongzi better keep her eyes open!" ”

Ding Shi's face was extremely bad, and Jiang Yingli even had the illusion that he might rush up and beat Zhao Yueru, but she didn't have time to take care of Ding Shi now.

She crossed her hands on her hips and gritted her teeth and said to Zhao Yueru: "Zhao Yueru, your husband is dead!" My husband is alive and well, and he will come back to me soon! ”

Scold her, it's okay, but curse Qiu Muyun is dead, no.

In a trance, Jiang Yingli seemed to hear a man's chuckle in her ears, and before she could come back to her senses, she felt that her body suddenly lost her balance, and a kiss with the scent of bamboo leaves fell immediately.

After a while, Ding Shi unfinished removing his lips from Jiang Yingliang's mouth, squinting his eyes and glancing at the onlookers who had already looked stupid, and said word by word: "In my life, she will not marry." ”

There was an eerie silence in the crowd, and even Jiang Yingli took a long time to react.

She leaned on Ding Shi's arms in a daze, and suddenly noticed that the skin at the junction between Ding Shi's jaw and neck seemed to be different from ordinary people.