At this time, there was finally a sound of footsteps outside the house, and the boss of the tooth shop was the first to stand up, poking his head out, and at the first glance, he couldn't help but shout, "You can be regarded as back, I brought someone here and didn't see you, doesn't this delay the effort?" ”

There was a chuckle outside, "The bustard girl of the Xizi number is in a hurry to leave, I'll send her off." ”

The voice was very transparent, and hearing the breath and pause in his voice almost immediately made people sketch a certain image in their minds.

But this Lan Zhijun is a man and didn't run away.

Bai Ling looked at the gate of the Golden Pavilion, only to see the sunlight cast a shallow figure on the carpet embroidered with peonies on the ground, Bai Ling took a few steps back, and could almost see Lan Zhijun's left shoulder, he was wearing a mouse-gray robe.

But more parts are tightly blocked by wooden doors.

"It's a ...... thing," the boss of the tooth shop stomped his feet with laughter, "Then I'm going to rush to see her settle the balance of the girls last night, I'm here, she went, it's useless." ”

"Then what is Boss Hu doing here?"

The boss of the tooth shop looked at Bai Ling, and then, with a little helplessness, he told Fang Cai's dispute in three or two sentences - laughter came from outside the house again.

"Blame me." Lan Zhijun said softly, "Boss Hu, go ahead, if she starts a fire, you can just push the responsibility to me." ”

"How can you!" The boss of the tooth shop bent his waist, "Then Lan Zhijun, you talk slowly, I'll go first." ”

The figure on the carpet took a step back, and the owner of the tooth shop stepped out of the threshold of this place.

Everything was quiet for a while.

Lan Zhijun stood outside the door, watching the boss disappear around the corner at the end of the door before pushing the door back to his golden pavilion - Bai Ling was standing on the west side of the room, looking up at him.

Looking at each other, Bai Ling finally witnessed the whole picture of this "Lan Zhijun".

I don't know if it's because of this name, but she faintly saw a little bit of Hengyuanjun's shadow in this gentleman's gaze.

With a little smile, a little indifference, a little politeness and elusive...... Probably all the players behind the scenes who are familiar with the rules of the game will unconsciously exude this dangerous aura of being comfortable with everything.

— and they look the same age.

The two nodded to each other, and Lan Zhijun walked straight to the main seat of the room, and he raised his hand to signal Bai Ling to come over.

"Stand here." He laughed.

Bai Ling slowly walked to Lan Zhijun's side, he had a bit of a faint fragrance on him, this smell was very special, and Bai Ling almost immediately wrote it down.

Lan Zhijun didn't sit down, the smile on his face faded, and he walked around Bai Ling slowly.

Bai Ling was a little uncomfortable by his scrutinizing gaze, so he raised his eyes and asked, "What is Lan Zhijun doing?" ”

"Don't move." Lan Zhijun chuckled softly.

His hand was on Bai Ling's shoulder, and Bai Ling almost instinctively wanted to dodge to the side, but Lan Zhijun's hand caressed her upper arm, and he pinched the joint of Bai Ling's elbow with a little force, and then knocked on Bai Ling's wrist.

He lowered his gaze and glanced at Bai Ling's left hand.

"The right hand is stretched out," Lan Zhijun said softly, "the hand is turned back on me." ”

Bai Ling did so with some suspicion.

"Huh...... Have you never played the piano before," Lan Zhijun said softly, Bai Linggang wanted to answer, and he muttered to himself, "And I haven't learned to dance either." ”

"Learned a little—"

"Don't mention that little bit of fur in the pear orchard," Lan Zhijun smiled, and he whispered, "It's good for you to forget what they taught you as soon as possible." ”

Bai Linggang wanted to ask why, but Lan Zhijun's hand had already grabbed her face.

Just like Fang Cai, his hand, his abdomen, to be exact, gently sliced through a few bones on Bai Ling's face.

Then, he walked behind Bai Ling again and pinched Bai Ling's shoulders with both hands.

"Don't hunch." Lan Zhijun said in a low voice, "Your shoulders are sinking." ”

Bai Ling slowly adjusted his shoulders according to the strength of Lan Zhijun's hand.

"Okay," Lan Zhijun nodded, his hand lightly pressed Bai Ling's shoulders, "If you always have a hunched chest, even if you are the best beauty in the world, you won't be good-looking......"

Bai Ling frowned slightly—this was the first time anyone thought she would be hunched over, and it would be too tiring to keep her current position......

Immediately afterwards, Lan Zhijun's fingers began to gesture from her Tianling Gai, and her fingertips dotted all the way from the back of her head to the back of her waist, and she had words in her mouth, and she didn't know where she was counting in dialect.

"The foundation is still good." Lan Zhijun smiled reassuringly, "Sit down, Bai Ling." ”

Bai Ling smiled dumbly, she suddenly understood why she had been feeling uncomfortable all the time - because this Lan Zhijun's behavior just now was essentially inspecting the goods, but his demeanor and attitude were not rough and relatively gentle, so he was a little confused.

Lan Zhijun turned around and walked to the west side of the room, and brought the warm tea on the table to the table next to the main seat.

The Golden Pavilion was empty, and according to the meaning of the boss of Fang Cai's Yaxing, this place would not let ordinary maids in on weekdays - that is to say, most of the day, the work in this big house may have to be done by Lan Zhijun herself.

"Are you thirsty?" Lan Zhijun asked.

He didn't raise his eyes, but there was no one else in the room except Bai Ling.

"It's fine." Bai Ling replied softly, "I just drank it downstairs." ”

Lan Zhijun showed a little smile on her face, as if she had heard a joke, "Where did you go to 'drink'?" This hundred flowers, out of the Golden Pavilion, where are there still high-quality Luzhou pine needles - I'm afraid that almost no one in Ping Kyoto can have a private collection. ”

"I don't know about tea." Bai Ling said calmly, "But I really don't feel thirsty, Lan Zhijun wants to say something to me, just say it." ”

"I didn't understand it in the past, so it's okay." Lan Zhijun said softly, "In the future, you must understand, and not only tea...... There's a lot more to learn. ”

"......" Bai Ling somewhat understood what he meant, and she was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"Originally, I was supposed to come to see you last night, but because of some delays, it has been delayed until now." Lan Zhijun said softly, "But it doesn't matter, there will be a long time in the future, not a moment and a half." I'll take you around the blue brand today and recognize people. ”

Bai Ling frowned slightly, "...... Don't you have to call the girl who was with me last night? ”

"No, because taking newcomers around is not a fixed project," Lan Zhijun stood up and said with a little smile, "I also want to see who kind of person can be targeted by Heng Yuanjun." ”

Bai Ling was stunned—what did she hear? Heng Yuanjun?

"What the hell are you—"

"Let's go," Lan Zhijun raised his hand, interrupting Bai Ling's inquiry, and he motioned for Bai Ling to go in the direction of the screen not far away, "Let's talk on the way." ”

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