When those eyes saw Jiang Jingshu, their pupils dilated slightly, and then, a smile seemed to flow out of them, "This ......"

"Dare to ask Childe if he understands what politeness is? Your car hit me, and you want to leave? ”

The woman was inexplicably angry.

Luo Shuhuai was stunned. Touch...... Porcelain? But look at this flower-like face, out of the group's temperament. Well...... Not like.

Looking down further, the woman's clothes were indeed dirty, and she knew it in her heart.

Mu Tao, who was standing on the side, secretly glanced up, then lowered his head again, and mourned for the other party.

This boy really hit the muzzle of the gun.

At this time, the coachman stood up straight, turned to Jiang Jingshu, and was about to question, but was stopped by the person in the car.

"This girl, the coachman is not doing well, and he apologizes to the girl. Now there are a lot of people, the carriage is inconvenient to stay, I forgive you for not getting off the car to apologize, it is better to go to Buzhuang in Xia, and later give the girl a dress to apologize. ”

"No need." Jiang Jingshu was purely in a bad mood, her anger came inexplicably, and she naturally went quickly.

"Farewell."

"Hey......"

Without waiting for Luo Shuhuai to finish speaking, Jiang Jingshu quickened her pace and disappeared into the crowd.

Although Zizhu Buzhuang is located in the downtown area, most of the guests who visit on weekdays are dignitaries, so there are often few people in the vicinity.

Jiang Jingshu walked a smooth road and came to the front of Zizhu Cloth Village.

The little man at the door knew her, and when he saw her coming, he greeted her from afar.

The little maid was also very familiar with the situation in the cloth village, and while greeting her, he talked to her about the new fabrics and styles of the month.

At this moment, a hiss sounded not far away, and only the sound of wheels rubbing against the ground could be heard. Jiang Jingshu didn't care, but she didn't expect the little girl to throw down the sentence "Wait a minute", and greeted him very enthusiastically.

Only then did he turn his head and look at the pair of peach blossom eyes that were quite familiar again. The owner of those eyes was slightly stunned, and then said with a little joy: "This young lady, meet again." ”

Jiang Jingshu thought for a moment, and after a while, she woke up like a dream and said, "It turned out to be Fang Cai's son." ”

Luo Shuhuai hooked his lips slightly, put away the folding fan, stepped forward slowly, and said in a nice voice: "Meeting is fate." You and I meet again in Buzhuang, if Miss is idle, why don't you go to the teahouse and sit for a while? ”

"I'm busy." Two short words.

Luo Shuhuai couldn't help choking, and after a while, he racked his brains and started to talk again: "I haven't asked Miss for her name yet." ”

"The surname is Jiang."

Luo Shuhuai closed his eyes, and he could feel the other party's impatience.

This Miss Jiang clearly didn't plan to talk to him anymore.

The women he saw in the past, in order to talk to him, even "The weather is very good today" and "Has the son eaten?" Such pleasantries are very beautiful. If you are lucky enough to be asked by yourself, you must answer softly: "The slave's surname is XXX, and the son can call the slave XXX." ”

But now, the party who is awkward to talk to has become him, which is really embarrassing.

was distracted, only to hear a pleasant voice like a silver bell ringing in his ears, "Childe slow down, I'll take the first step." ”

After speaking, he turned around again and left, leaving behind Luo Shuhuai's hand that had stopped in mid-air and the words that he had time to spit out in the future, and entered the cloth village without looking back.