Chapter 50: The Red Clothes Burn
Two dark shadows flashed.
When the heavy object fell to the ground, the dust and fog in the sky, and the tragic howl that pierced the eardrum made people's hearts tremble, and when they saw clearly the objects falling from the upstairs, everyone downstairs looked at each other, and their eyes widened, and they forgot the movements in their hands for a while, isn't this the two companions who went upstairs to search just now? How did it fall?
I'm afraid it's useless to fall so miserably.
"It's a big breath, I don't know when this Windy City became a hall of words for the Zheng family."
Turning around and stepping on the railing on the second floor, leaning on the red wooden pillar day and night, stepping on the railing with his right foot, the posture is lazy and leisurely, full of comfort, and the corner of his eye swept over the few people who lost their minds downstairs, and said morning and evening:
"The room isn't meant to be broken into."
The red color like fire hits straight into the bottom of the eye, scorching its brilliance and dazzling.
The woman's head is slightly crooked, her eyebrows are frowned, her white fingertips are tapping her jaw for a while, just an ordinary action, which makes people confused and confused, and her temperament is indifferent and cold, but there is a trace of clarity between her eyebrows, unlike the lady of the family who applies a lot of rouge gouache on her face, and she is simply dressed up with a plain face, which makes her lips red and white skin like congealed cream.
Indifference and clarity should be incompatible two temperaments, but for some reason the woman in front of her is very well crumpled together, looking extremely harmonious, as if it should be so, holding people's eyes tightly, making people want to hold all the beautiful things in the world in front of her, just to make her smile faintly.
Seeing the visitor, the shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little apprehensive in his heart.
The person he was looking for was right in front of him, Zheng Yibei's eyes flashed with a touch of amazement, he had long known that the little beggar was good-looking, but he didn't expect that she would be so seductive when she took off her tattered clothes and changed into a red dress.
Zheng Yibei straightened his expression, raised his head elegantly, and said:
"This matter is not right, recklessly bumped into the girl, as the saying goes, if you don't fight, you don't know each other, and you will prepare a thin wine to set up a banquet for the girl in the Zheng Mansion to suppress the shock, I don't know if the girl can appreciate her face?"
With a revealing smile on the corner of his mouth, Zheng Yibei deliberately bit the word 'Zheng Fu'.
Zheng Mansion, the first wealthy merchant's house in Windy City, has been exposed to it, Zheng Yibei has known since he was a child that no woman has resisted the charm of gold, silver, jewelry and silk and satin, which is also his usual trick of a hundred trials, as long as he enters the mansion, it is natural for him to decide whether to go out or not.
Chaoxi was stunned for a moment, remembering the deep love between the two of them in front of her yesterday.
It's disgusting.
"Miss Feng, does you know that Zheng Sanshao behaved like this? Look at me, I forgot that Miss Feng was afraid that she could only lie on the bed during this time, and Zheng Sanshao was busy stealing incense and had a good plan. ”
The word 'Zheng', which is also accented, is extremely harsh when it comes out of the mouth of a little beggar.
Stripped off a layer of glamorous skin and bare thoughts were thrown on the table, Zheng Yibei was so angry that his body trembled, although he liked his cousin wind chimes, but there was no trace of innocence between himself and his cousin, if the words of the little beggar were spread, he would not care about the question of reputation or not, and his cousin's reputation would be completely ruined.
Clenched his fist, Zheng Yibei's eyes flickered, since he tore his face, why did he hide it anymore, he had to take the woman in front of him today.
Without the people of the Rifle Inn......
"Give you a chance, go on this trip, and all the previous mistakes can be blamed."
The eyes were obscure, as if she owed them something, and they dragged them in front of her one by one.
Don't fight and don't know each other?
Give you a chance?