Chapter 223 is novel
Yan Ying also felt that she felt a little proud in the back, isn't it a little unsatisfactory to let someone make a completely unfamiliar piece out in such a short period of time.
And she didn't praise herself so much, she touched her nose a little embarrassed: "If you really can't do it, then I'll think about how many other Shen talents I have." β
Mama Zhang on the side didn't say anything, but Steward He pondered for a while and said, "I'll send you to the house at the latest, it turns out that this instrument is called a guitar, how did my sister know?" β
Yan Ying touched her nose unnaturally and said, "I saw it from my mother's pavilion." β
Steward He glanced at Mama Zhang inexplicably, Mama Zhang stood beside Yan Ying expressionlessly, as if she didn't hear their conversation.
Steward He quietly withdrew his exploratory gaze: "I'll try it, but there is no guarantee whether the second sister can be satisfied at that time." β
"It's okay, just make a seven-eight-point likeness." Yan Ying said with a smile.
Since it is no longer a problem for Steward He to make guitars, and this big incident has been solved, all that remains for Yan Ying is to think about the problem of the track.
She lay on the bed and thought about it, as if she would play the song "Hotel California", or the old lady in her previous life was grinding with her ears and temples day and night, and she remembered it deeply and never forgot it.
Thinking of this, Yan Ying jumped up from the bed and suddenly admired that sentence: "All the things you have worked hard will bring surprises at a certain time and moment, and give you continuous points." β
If she could, at this moment, she would like to run and hug her own mother fiercely at this time.
In her previous life, whenever she was asked to learn these things, Yan Ying was always bitter and hateful, and at this moment she realized that her mother's wisdom and martial arts could be calculated.
Otherwise, she could only sit on the ground and cry when she wanted to perform some talent at this time.
Now that she had taken care of the important things, she had nothing to worry about, and fell asleep with her head on the pillow.
Under the moonlight, Nangong Han looked at Yan Ying, who was sleeping very poorly on the bed, and frowned slightly, and he didn't know if he was dreaming or dreaming of anything delicious.
actually drooled and smiled, Nangong Han looked very disgusted, and couldn't help but stretch out his sleeve and wipe it for her.
Yan Ying turned around, didn't seem to show any signs of waking up, and continued to sleep on her back.
Nangong Han saw that his jade pendant was placed close to Murong Ya, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, this girl still wants to return this jade pendant to herself, how can it be so easy.
Thinking that since they are all here, let's sleep together, anyway, she is a half-grown child, and she will definitely not have any impulses in that Ma Pingchuan's body.
After Nangong Han thought about it so naturally, he crept to the other side of Yan Ying.
He never thought that he would be addicted to doing this, and after a few experiences, he actually knew the taste of marrow, and always wanted to take the opportunity to tease and tease this half-grown child.
It seems that he is really idle in space, but Yan Ying is really a good medicine for him to sleep, as expected, lying next to this dried bean seedling.
Nangong Han slowly closed his eyes, and then fell asleep immediately, without even dreaming of a cherry
Yan Ying had a long dream this night, full of flowers and sunshine, as well as her mother.
Mother smiled: "Ying'er, you must be happy, you must be happy." Don't be unladylike like your mother. β
When Yan Ying just wanted to reach out and hug her mother, the picture turned, and her mother was lying on the bed silently, her body was thin and out of shape, and her lips were dry and peeled.
After finishing it, there was no beauty and loveliness in the eight villages, and the eyes that were originally bright became hollow, but my father was talking and laughing with my stepmother next door.
Yan Ying turned over in shock, and unsurprisingly the whole person lay on Nangong Han's body, and Yan Ying, who was still confused, suddenly opened her eyes.
At the same time, Nangong Han, who woke up, also pushed down Yan Ying in disgust, and covered her who was about to scream with lightning speed.
warned loudly: "Don't scream, otherwise, your reputation will not be saved, we are all born and cooked twice, how can we be three or four times, don't be so reserved." β
Yan Ying nodded aggrievedly, Nangong Han let go of his hand, and as soon as Nangong Han let go, Yan Ying shook her head, and suddenly felt that her breathing was smoother.
He slowly exhaled a breath before he said: "Lord Wang, I have no grievances with you in my past life and no enmity in this life, why do you not disperse your soul, and you come to scare and scare me every once in a while."
If I am scared for my life, am I the one who has ever died the most wronged? β
Yan Ying felt that if he scared the handsome guy to death, he would definitely be unprecedented.
"You have warned me about the matter of the county lord of Changping last time, and now you have taken the eldest princess to mobilize the crowd to make trouble last time, and the prince is singing to capture the old man?"
Yan Ying slowly walked out of bed, reached out and took the cup on the table, and just wanted to put it to her lips and gave it to Nangong Han.
"The water is cold." Nangong took another cup from under the teapot coldly, poured some hot water from the lukeg and handed it to her.
Yan Ying was not pretentious and drank it all directly.
Nangong Han smiled with satisfaction: "I just want this elder to give you the right thing." β
Yan Ying threw Nangong Han a roll of the eyes: "The prince shouldn't have such a fresh and refined aesthetic point of view, right?" β
Nangong Han curled his upper lip slightly and smiled: "You also know me, there are few mothers around me, and it is normal for people to have some aesthetic abnormalities." β
Yan Ying did not continue to go-for-tat with Nangong Han: "Do you know about my cooperation with the Queen Mother?" β
Nangong Han is here to talk to Yan Ying about this matter: "The Queen Mother has manpower and resources at hand, and this matter is already in full swing. β
Yan Ying handed Nangong Han the recipes written under the bed, the Dapeng vegetables and even the hybrid rice.
Nangong Han flipped it open, and the words inside were actually majestic, not only gasping: "There are some words that I can't recognize." β
"Is it the words I wrote, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances?" Yan Ying confidently pointed to the words on it and said complacently.
Nangong Han said disdainfully: "Chickens fly and dogs jump, what are these words?" Nangong Han pointed to the words on the top half and asked.
Yan Ying touched the back of her head with some embarrassment, although the original main character was well written, she didn't know a few words.
Although she knows a lot of characters, including traditional characters, Qiguo's characters are still somewhat different from traditional characters.
So she had no choice but to replace it with half a side.
At this time, she had to patiently point out one by one, Nangong Hanhu raised his head and glanced at her suspiciously, grabbed the wolf and excerpted it word by word.
When Ziyue remembered the night, Mama Zhang's voice came from behind her: "If there is a spittoon in the house, don't go outside the courtyard." β
"I'll go out and relieve myself, and I'll take a look at my sister by the way." Ziyue reached out in a daze to get her coat.
"Sister, it's okay, the old slave has just seen it, and he went to bed early." Mama Zhang said with a smile.
Ziyue said in a daze: "Mama Zhang is really good to my sister. β
Mama Zhang looked at the direction of Yan Ying's room slightly: "If only I could really be good to my sister." β
"Mama, what?" Ziyue asked curiously.
"It's nothing, go to sleep, it's late at night."
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