Ren Yan was not embarrassed in the end, put a porcelain plate, and divided a few meals. When Gu Ting smelled inconvenient, she patiently put chopsticks into his small spoon.

"Thank you."

When Ren Yan cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, the men behind him said a word, very solemn.

She smiled: "Yes, if the neighbors are in trouble, they all have to help, let alone the Seventh Master?" ”

In the end, it is not a neighborhood, and it is not an ordinary difficulty, Gu Tingwen can't say anything in her heart, it can be seen that her eyebrows are dancing, and it is estimated that there is nothing good to listen to.

The ghost sent the gods, and he asked more: "What?" ”

She turned her head, her eyes shining: "If you have a good one, the Pheasant Hall will collapse, and if the Pheasant Hall collapses, I will be sad!" ”

Get!

He also has to be grateful to Pheasant Hall!

The little girl smiled and bent over, just to make fun of him, about to bully him to the end of the hero.

He was speechless for a moment, but he couldn't help but be happy.

The wound was groggy and painful, until Ren Yan gently called the seventh master.

She put a basin of hot water on the bench, and two fat men's clothes and pants were resting on the bedside: "Can I change myself, I'm going to go out to wash my clothes." ”

He looked at the clothes, and then at the girl, and it was familiar.

Ren Yan was embarrassed: "I wanted to pretend to be a gentleman and sneak into the Hongpheasant Hall, but I was discovered by the head of the hall on the spot, and this dress is no longer needed." ”

Gu Tingwen remembered that at that time, she was holding a knife and arguing with people.

Equality.

That's what she wants.

Not long ago, thousands of women in Guangzhou rallied to demand equal rights for men and women.

That night, his mind was full of the girl outside.

Gu Tingwen put a hot towel over his face.

"Yo, you!" Ren Yan dragged a bamboo recliner in and lifted the towel with his hand.

Although the chaise longue was clean, it was so old that one leg was missing, and it was pestled and coarse, and it could barely stand there.

Ren Yan hugged the quilt on the bed and hugged the chair, and took the time to quip: "If you can't think of talking to me, you can't bear the sin just now." ”

Gu Tingwen didn't want to pay attention to her.

The little girl finished taking care of herself and laid a new kang for him.

Gu Tingwen wanted to go to the ground, went to lie on the bamboo chair, and was held down by Ren Yan: "Don't be polite to me, if you hurt your muscles and bones, you will fall ill if you don't take care of it." ”

The education is not allowed to embarrass girls like this, Gu Tingwen is very insistent.

Ren Yan tilted his head to discuss: "I know that you have stayed abroad and paid attention to taking care of women, but you are in a hurry, you really want to go, why don't you give me a raise!" ”

The good atmosphere was cleaned up by her, and Gu Ting couldn't cry or laugh when she heard it.

She was amused, showing a mouthful of small white teeth.

Blowing out the candlestick, let the rouge untie his braids in the dark.

Gu Tingwen hesitated and said, "If you mind, I'll ...... tomorrow morning."

"It's not that I look down on you," the bamboo chair creaked, and she rolled over, "You said you look like this, what can you do?" ”

Gu Tingwen was dumbfounded by her.

What gratitude, guilt, can go to him!

There were dark lights inside and outside the house, and Ren Yan's heart was hanging, afraid that the people outside would not leave, and afraid that Gu Tingwen's injuries would worsen.

Enough of the fuss, she spread pancakes in her chair: "Who are they?" ”

is really as scared as Cheng Huiyu said, afraid that he will move the seventh master of the Gu family, it is a dead end, and he picked up the most painful one!

For a long time, I didn't wait for Gu Ting to hear the answer.

I think I slept? She closed her eyes too.

The girl's thin body lies in the night, and the little one is pitiful.

Gu Tingwen looked at it with his arms on his pillow, and replied softly: "My father's people." ”