Chapter 2: Flower Girl, Marry You Tomorrow

Woman??? Muzi smiled and was stunned, I was still a man when I was bathing by the river, and I would become a woman again? Frightened and looked down at his chest, oh, scared to death, it was the two packed pigeons, it was estimated that he was hugged too tightly on the horse just now, and it was a little deformed, it looked a bit like a woman's chest, ahahaha!

Mu Zixiao thought about it in his heart, since he treats me as a woman, listening to his voice, he is only a seventeen or eighteen teenager, and the smell of alcohol is so big, he must be very drunk, why don't I do it?

Mu Zixiao pulled a handful of hair with one hand to block his chin and Adam's apple, which didn't look obvious, and then covered his chest with the other hand, his shoulders shook slightly, duh! Men eat this set, not to mention that you are a little man, I still don't believe that I can't take you!

Sure enough, the hand holding the collar of the clothes was released, and Mu Zixiao fell to the grass the moment he let go, and continued to humble.

"People just admire you, why do you want to be a murderer like this?" Mu Zixiao usually did a lot of things to play with his father, and he was really embarrassed to be embarrassed, and continued to pinch his throat shamelessly: "Just now on horseback, people hugged you so tightly, so many people saw it, don't you still understand people's intentions?" ”

The young man, who had never been hugged by a woman, remembered that the 'woman' on horseback just now hugged him tightly from behind, and grabbed his hand with his hand, and the feeling that the back of his hand was so numb that his whole body seemed to be overcharged and walked through his whole body again, and he didn't know if it was because he was too drunk or really shy, and the young man felt that his face was hot.

He felt that he was also at fault, if he hadn't been drunk today, and he was on this Anwar Street, how could he let down his guard and let someone else get on his horse.

Thinking about it like this, I feel that I should dare to do it, at least when this 'woman' meets him, he doesn't have that feeling of cold, and by the way, he can go back to the eldest lady who is a headache, as for the father, go back and find a way to make sense, so he softened his voice a little, and said apologetically: "You also know who I am, since we have a skin-to-skin relationship, I will be responsible for you, so tell me what your name is, where you live, and when I go back to explain to my father, tomorrow, The elders of my family will go to your house to propose. ”

Mu Zixiao felt funny in his heart, remembering that he didn't know how many little girls he had coaxed when he was seventeen or eighteen, but the slender and tall young man in front of him was really a stupid big man, and he was too easy to deceive if he was tall but not brainy, right? Or the ancient men were so stupid, so they decided to continue to round this lie, looked down at the grass under their feet, there were a few small purple flowers, and casually made up: "The little girl's name is Huacao, and she lives in a thatched hut fifty miles west of the city. ”

The young man silently repeated, flowers and plants, fifty miles west of the city, and said, "Flower girl, I remember. He wanted to reach over and help the man who was still sitting on the ground, but he felt that it was inappropriate and took his hand back.

Mu Zixiao almost didn't hold back, this name is indeed too casual, the flower girl, she has laughed a few times in her heart, and slowly stood up from the ground with a smile.

He looked at the flower girl's clothes that were damaged in several places, and the shoes were missing half of the foot, so he took the money bag from his waist and handed it to Mu Zixiao's hand: "I have some silver taels here, if the flower girl doesn't dislike it, take it to buy clothes." ”

Mu Zixiao's heart is about to bloom, and he is really a good man who wants to marry and give silver, so he hurriedly reached out and took the silver and stuffed it into his arms: "Don't dislike it, don't dislike it, how can you dislike it." ”

Hearing the word Xianggong, the young man's body seemed to stiffen for a moment, and Mu Zixiao didn't dare to look up at his face from beginning to end, although he was a little curious about what the voice would look like if it was so good. But I thought that I would definitely not meet again in the future, not to mention that I pretended to be a woman for the first time, I was really afraid that I would be found at this time, and I had to hurry up and escape, otherwise it would not end well if the gang of restaurants chased me, so I hurriedly said with joy and joy: "It's not early, the flowers and plants will go back today, and wait for the prime minister to propose tomorrow." After speaking, he covered his face and smiled shyly.

Hearing the words that it was getting late, the young man might feel that it was inappropriate, and Zhengse said: "Since it is late, then I will send you back, you are not safe as a girl." After speaking, he also motioned for Mu Zixiao to get on the horse, and the corners of Mu Zixiao's mouth twitched, and it was really unsafe for you to send it back.

Mu Zixiao was still thinking about what excuse to use to send this seemingly dumbfounded teenager, and at this moment, the person chasing after the restaurant ran towards them and shouted, "I can be regarded as catching up with you!" Seeing that the distance was getting closer and closer, when I thought that this person was so generous, and said that he had eaten his overlord meal, he must have been the owner of the restaurant and let it go!

Muzi smiled fiercely close to the young man, the heavy smell of wine came to his face, he felt that he was going to be drunk if he didn't drink well, he fixed his concentration and grabbed the placket of the man in front of him with both hands, and looked at his thin lips, the young man did not resist, he was slightly surprised, and frowned to see what this little man wanted to do?

Muzi smiled and said: I'll go, this young man is really tall, he is more than half a head taller than himself, no, I'm still young, can I still grow tall, when is it, it's still taller? Little life is important, there is no time to think about anything, Mu Zixiao stood on tiptoe and covered the thin lips, just pasted for a moment, the young man froze, and whispered when he parted: "The matter of the overlord's meal, you have to help me solve it." After speaking, while the young man was in place, he pulled up his trouser leg and ran to the west.

The man behind him stiffened like a wooden board for a long time before he raised his hand and touched his lips, he was originally drunk, but this shallow kiss dissipated most of his alcohol, and his brain instantly sobered up a lot, looking at the back of the leaving, and whispered: "Interesting." ”

The chasing man ran to him panting, only to see that it was the young general standing here, and hurriedly saluted.

"Major General, the man in front...

"Not necessarily."

Before the little servant finished speaking, the young man interrupted, waved his hand and said, "It's all gone, go back!" ”

Mu Zixiao, who ran away, didn't look back, seriously, kissing a man for the first time, this taste, it's really strange, is there a tendency to BL after crossing? It shouldn't be, it's just a momentary urgency, don't think about it so much, comforted himself for a while, Mu Zixiao felt that he had run far enough, and there was indeed no one behind him to catch up, so he stopped.

Secretly glad that he was witty, he was tired of running, he happened to see a stream, took out the pigeon in his arms, and it was still warm, tossing for a long time, Mu Zixiao was hungry again, scratched his head and thought to himself: "The body of twelve or thirteen, so edible?" After wearing a lot, even the amount of food is large, and I am afraid that it will not be able to support myself in the future! ”

After eating the last ration, I turned the money bag given by the man just now, the weight was not light, the navy blue drawstring, and the corners showed off a thin pattern with silver threads, I couldn't see what the pattern was, but it was quite delicate.

I opened the money bag and counted that there was still a lot of silver in it, but I don't know how the money here is calculated, and it is still enough to buy clothes, right? I can't keep wearing it like this, I ran so fast just now, and the opening of this half-sided shoe is also bigger, ugly, really ugly.

After thinking about it, taking advantage of the darkness of the night, I sneaked back to Anwar Street.

"Boss, how do you sell these clothes?" Muzi smiled for a long time, but the only piece of clothing he touched felt good, and it happened to be his favorite red sandalwood, and the dark cyan bamboo embroidery made him love it for a while. Suddenly remembering that the man who gave him the money bag seemed to be wearing a dark blue coat and a pair of black slender leather boots, the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose a little.

"Hey! Do you have money, don't touch it casually, you can't afford to pay for it. It was a greasy middle-aged uncle who lifted the curtain and walked out of it, looking at him with a disgusted expression and looking like he was about to come over and drive Mu Zixiao out.

Mu Zixiao rolled his eyes, took out two ingots of silver from the money bag, stretched them out in front of the boss's eyes, and shook them: "Is it enough?" ”

"Enough, enough!" With a smile on his face, he took the silver and stuffed it into his waist, and said with a smile: "Is Childe interested in this?" Childe has a good eye, this is a good Yunjin, it took a lot of manpower to get such a piece, Childe, you are really a good eye! ”

Mu Zixiao listened to his nonsense for a long time, picked out a pair of black boots with thick bottoms and a set of white undershirts, thought for a while and asked, "Is there a fitting room?" ”

The greasy boss didn't understand: "What did Childe say about fitting on?" ”

Okay, Muzi smiled and said, "I want to change my clothes, is there a place where I can change my clothes?" ”

The boss suddenly realized: "Yes, yes, please here." Isn't the little boy a local? ”

Mu Zixiao shook his head, the so-called fitting room is a small cubicle blocked by broken wooden boards, Mu Zixiao, who has studied it for a long time and will dress messily, walked out embarrassedly: "That boss, I don't know how to wear it, can you help me?" ”

frowned, then changed color, and said in his heart that this is not a fool, Mu Zixiao looked at his expression and felt cramps: "Who is born to wear this kind of clothes, will you?" Well, you all will. Of course, when he got dressed, he tied his long hair with a red belt at random, and thanked the boss anyway.

Wearing new clothes, his complexion is like porcelain, his lips are like Zhu, Mu Zixiao is finally like a dog, even the boss can't help but praise it, the little boy is really handsome, white skin and beautiful long legs, Mu Zixiao walked out of the cloth pavilion with satisfaction, refreshed, but didn't notice the greasy boss's suddenly changed face behind him and looked at his departing back with bad intentions.