, the fastest update of the latest chapter of the pet farmer little girl! "Wine, I'm going to drink." was already drunk, and Zhang Zhenping was still shouting to drink.

"It's time for you to rest." Ye Jingshu said softly.

"Yes, sleep." The drunk Zhang Zhenping was like a fool, and after saying a word, he went directly to the table.

Ye Jingshu glanced at him twice, stretched out her hand and pushed him, seeing that he was indeed unresponsive, a hint of urgency appeared in her eyes, and she shouted outside: "Someone." ”

Soon the two maids walked in, the maids looked at the scene in the room and were a little surprised, Ye Jingshu took out a handkerchief to wipe her hands, and ordered: "Help him out for me." ”

"Won't Mademoiselle let him rest here?" The maid was a little puzzled, she felt that this was a good opportunity.

Ye Jingshu curled the corners of her lips and smiled, and said, "Pull him outside the house for me, I think the lawn in that garden is good." ”

"Huh?" The maid was surprised.

Ye Jingshu was a little unhappy on her face, and said in a deep voice: "Ah what, let you do it, don't let others know." ”

"Then what if the second master wakes up?" The maid was still a little worried.

"That's also looking for me, and I can't find your head." Ye Jingshu motioned to the maid to help him up, and finally threw him under the flower bed, Zhang Zhenping opened his eyes in a daze, and said vaguely: "Arrived?" ”

"Yes, here, this is your bed." Ye Jingshu said softly, and then motioned to the maid to find some grass, she covered the grass on his body, and said, "Come, sleep obediently." ”

"You're with me." Zhang Zhenping grabbed her hand and didn't let her go.

Ye Jingshu was a little annoyed by him, she reached out and broke off a flower from the branch, and said, "Oh, let it accompany you, this is your favorite flower." ”

"Yes, it's my favorite flower." Zhang Zhenping took the flower, and sure enough, he let go of Ye Jingshu.

Ye Jingshu stood up, the two girls beside her couldn't help laughing, Ye Jingshu glared at them, and said, "Don't let others see it, if you take him away, then I will pour him wine for nothing tonight." ”

"Miss, then you are doing this, are you not afraid that the second master will blame you tomorrow?" A pretty girl asked.

These two maids were brought by Ye Jingshu's maiden family, and they grew up with Ye Jingshu and were loyal to Ye Jingshu.

"I'll be afraid of him?" Ye Jingshu snorted coldly and entered the house.

The two maids looked back at Zhang Zhenping, who was sleeping under the flower bed, and followed into the house.

This is Ye Jingshu's courtyard, others generally don't come in, and the girls and mothers-in-law inside are also Ye Jingshu's people, and they won't be discovered.

The next day, the sun rose slowly, when the first rays of morning light shone on Zhang Zhenping, Zhang Zhenping woke up, he opened his eyes to see the sun in the sky, felt a little strange, inexplicably felt a little cold on his body, he sneezed, and suddenly woke up.

"Where am I?" He muttered to himself and looked down at himself, first of all frightened by the grass on his body.

"Where is this?" He stood up, pulled the grass off his body, straightened his hair crown, and looked at his environment, only to find that he had slept under the flower bed.

"How did I end up here?" He thought about what happened last night, his head was still a little groggy before he was drunk, but he still remembered that he came to Ye Jingshu last night, and then talked to her about things, and finally drank together, but he woke up and lay under the flower bed.

She must have done it!

He walked out of Ye Jingshu's bedroom angrily, there was still a blade of grass stuck to his body, and the maid who got up early to clean on the side secretly looked at him, he ignored it as if he had nothing, and only slapped Ye Jingshu's door "bang".

"Who?" The maid asked inside.

"Open the door, it's me." Zhang Zhenping said in a cold voice.

The two maids made a look, one maid went to the inner room to call Ye Jingshu, and the other maid came to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, Zhang Zhenping pushed the maid open and rushed to the inner room, and the maid on the side saw that he had murderous aura in his eyes, so he didn't dare to stop him at all, but watched him kill in front of Ye Jingshu's bed.

He walked to her bed, and found that her face was slightly red, her breathing was steady, and she slept extremely sweetly, and his heart was even more angry, and he was thrown by her in the flower bed, and she slept so well.

"Ye Jingshu!" He yelled in front of her, and she didn't react in the slightest.

He was so angry that he only lowered his head and shouted in her ear, Ye Jingshu woke up slowly, and when she saw Zhang Zhenping, she smiled and said sweetly: "Ah, Zhenping, why are you here." ”

"You still say, you dare to say you don't know?" Zhang Zhenping asked.

"What I don't know?" Ye Jingshu looked innocent, then glanced at Zhang Zhenping, and said, "Second master, you don't have to worry, if you have something, talk slowly, go wash up first, you look at you like this, it's really out of place." ”

"You, you're mad at me!" Zhang Zhenping is also a person who loves cleanliness, as a noble son, he also pays attention to image, after hearing Ye Jingshu's words, he brushed his sleeves away.

"Vanilla, you go and wait for the second master to wash up." Ye Jingshu said to the maid on the side, she got up slowly with the support of another maid, and then slowly washed and changed clothes.

When Zhang Zhenping came again, Ye Jingshu was dressing up on the dressing table, and he was full of anger After such an interruption, he didn't know where to start.

"Why am I under a flower bed?" Zhang Zhenping asked.

"How do you know about the concubine?" Ye Jingshu looked innocent, she didn't even look at Zhang Zhenping, only looked at the mirror, and suddenly reprimanded the maid next to her: "Oh, Lancao, you girl is clumsy, you can't even draw an eyebrow." ”

She snatched the eyebrow pencil from the maid's hand, gently swept it on her eyebrows, suddenly stopped again, smiled at Zhang Zhenping, and said: "I heard that you are the best at thrush, and the left side of my painting is not easy at all, why don't you help me paint?" ”

Zhang Zhenping glared at her, but she smiled at him with a pair of autumn-like eyes, he had no immunity to beauties, so he was immediately defeated, and involuntarily walked over and took the eyebrow pencil in her hand.

He lightly dipped the green daisy into the makeup box, and traced it carefully on Ye Jingshu's brow, stroke after stroke.

I have to say that she is really beautiful, even if she looks at her from such a quiet distance, there is still no flaw on her face, and the whole person is like a hibiscus out of water, with bursts of fragrance on her body.

Zhang Zhenping almost forgot the purpose of his coming, he came to ask for guilt, but at this moment, he was fascinated by her.

All along, she only has her eldest brother in her eyes, and he only knows how to linger in the flowers all day long, but how can he not covet the most beautiful hibiscus around him?

It's just Fleur, you can watch it from a distance and don't play with it, even if the eldest brother left later, even if she was extremely far away from him later, but for her, he always kept a three-point distance.

They have always been the best collaborators, including this marriage, the wedding night, he has never possessed her, maybe he always retains a sense of awe for her, no, not awe, that inexplicable feeling cannot be explained.

He just felt that if something really happened to the two, it would destroy this perfect relationship and destroy this perfect cooperative relationship, so even if he had an intimate distance from her, he never looked at her in detail.

At this moment, he helped her draw her eyebrows, and he couldn't help but stare at her face, and he couldn't take his eyes off it.

"It's a little thick." Her voice rang in his ears.

He hurriedly took out a handkerchief, carefully wiped off the heavy powder on her eyebrows, and then carefully painted her eyebrows, drawing her eyebrows thin and long.

He stopped writing, Ye Jingshu turned his head to look at himself in the mirror, in the smooth bronze mirror, the people in it had long eyebrows and sideburns, and they were indeed extremely beautiful.

"You're so good at your craft, you often give thrushes to people." Ye Jingshu said casually.

"You have to take care of it." Zhang Zhenping was a little annoyed and angry.

"It's okay, I'll just say casually, don't be angry." Ye Jingshu smiled, picked up a pen on the dressing table again, handed it to him gracefully, and said, "Give me a flower candy." ”

Zhang Zhenping looked at the slender pen in her hand, and his attention couldn't help but focus on her delicate and slender, white as jade, his throat rolled, and then picked up the pen lightly.

His thin fingers were stained with some lipstick, and it was depicted on her snow-white forehead, one by one, and a red lotus bloomed on her forehead.

"It's beautiful." The maid on the side couldn't help but say.

"You girl, you're here to make me happy again." Ye Jingshu smiled, turned her head to look at herself in the mirror, and when she saw it, she was also a little stunned.

The red lotus on her forehead is indeed very well drawn, with slender brushstrokes, and even the fine lines of the lotus flower are drawn.

"The second master's craftsmanship is really good." Ye Jingshu praised him again, but Zhang Zhenping answered coldly, "I haven't painted this Huadian for others." ”

Although he said this coldly, he answered his mouth too quickly, and there was some smell that he couldn't wait to clarify.

"I know, after all, we grew up together, although Zhenping is not very good at business, but in the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, you have a very high standard, especially calligraphy and painting." Ye Jingshu said with a smile.

"Do you remember?" Zhang Zhenping was a little surprised.

"Of course I do." Ye Jingshu nodded and said, "Actually, everything I said is true, but no one believes it, but it doesn't matter." ”

She said this a little helplessly, and seemed to be calm, but Zhang Zhenping tasted two bitter tastes from it, and his angry heart just now was completely soothed, only looked at Ye Jingshu, and sighed.

Ye Jingshu held it in front of the dresser and asked the maid to put on her makeup, but Zhang Zhenping waved the maid away and said, "I'll come." ”

He picked a little good rouge with a silver hairpin and melted it in his hand, rubbed it lightly, lightly covered his face, and used his pen to put red lipstick on her lips.

"Let's paint a slanted red." Ye Jingshu opened her mouth and said, she likes the beauty of this kind of scar.

"No, that's fine." Zhang Zhenping put down his pen and took two steps back, but his eyes kept falling on her.