After loading these scraps, Zhao Zhengyang didn't bother anyone anymore, he picked up the sack weighing fifty pounds with one hand, and easily went downstairs.

At this scene, Ah Long and Ah Hu's eyes widened, and his eyelids jumped.

I didn't expect this little lady's husband to be a practitioner.

Since ancient times, beauties have been matched with heroes.

No wonder this little lady has fine skin and tender meat, and she looks better than Xi Shi, so she will take a fancy to him.

"Sister Zhen, I'm really happy to meet you today. Thank you. ”

went downstairs, Dou Qiaozhen sent Yunxiu and Zhao Zhengyang to the door.

Seeing her so enthusiastic, Yun Xiu stopped, turned around and thanked her, a flush floating on her face.

And when she said this, Dou Qiaozhen took her hand and said with a smile: "What is there to thank for this, it's just a trivial matter." And I'm glad to get to know you today. Although the difference between the two of us is nearly ten years old, when we see you today, I really feel like you at first sight. ”

"In the future, you have to come often."

"I'm going to come often."

Both are smart people and don't talk much.

Dou Qiaozhen said a word, and Yun Xiu responded.

Then Yunxiu said goodbye and walked towards Zhao Zhengyang.

But before leaving, she stuffed a handkerchief into Dou Qiaozhen's arms.

It's the one she embroidered yesterday.

Dou Qiaozhen watched them go away, lowered her head and unfolded the square handkerchief in her hand, then raised her two hands to pinch its two corners, facing the sun, squinting at the five red plums, only to feel that they seemed to come alive when they came into contact with the sun, exuding bursts of fragrance.

What a superb embroidery skill!

Dou Qiaozhen's eyes widened in shock, her heart beat like a drum, and she put away the square handkerchief, wanting to pursue Yunxiu.

But looking into the crowd, the two of them were long gone. Sighing lightly, she couldn't help but feel a little lonely, but thinking that Yunxiu would come, Dou Qiaozhen hooked a shallow smile at the corner of her mouth, carefully folded the handkerchief, and tucked it into the cuffs.

"Xianggong, did I embarrass you just now?"

The two left Mingyue Tower and walked back, halfway through the road, Zhao Zhengyang only cared about carrying the sack on his back and didn't say a word.

Yun Xiu followed him, and at first she was still happy to have made such a friend as Dou Qiaozhen, but slowly, she was not happy.

Being left out in the cold, she reached out and pulled the corner of Zhao Zhengyang's clothes, and asked directly.

When she asked, Zhao Zhengyang stopped and looked at her in surprise, "Why do you ask that?" ”

"Isn't it?" Yun Xiu pursed her lips and snorted. "I want scraps that people don't want, like a beggar. You men have a good face, so I'm sure I'm ashamed to do this. ”

Like a beggar.

Zhao Zhengyang frowned and asked rhetorically, "Then do you think you look like a beggar?" ”

"Nope." Yun Xiu shook his head, "I'm just making an analogy. ”

"Since you don't feel like you, then how can I think you look like. The two of us are in this group, and if you think you are like something, then I am what I am. And what you think in your heart, I think the same thing in my heart as you. So I'm not angry, you must not think about it. ”

He didn't talk to her all the way, probably making her sensitive think he was angry.

He's not getting angry.

It's just that I'm a little irritable.

Irritable, he left Yunxiu by his side, but he couldn't give her a good life, so that she was a rich lady to calculate some cloth heads that people didn't want in order to make a living.

[Ask for tickets~]