As soon as she put down her rouge, there was a sudden sound of kicking outside the boudoir.

Sun Mo, who had a tiger's back and a bear's waist, kicked open the door and was very dissatisfied that Jiang Li did not come out to greet him in person.

His face trembled like hob meat, and he said irritably: "Jiang Li! Damn little slut, get out of here! ”

He stepped impatiently into the boudoir, only to see the beautiful woman sitting in front of the bronze mirror with her back to him, unhurriedly dressing up.

He came up angrily, walked quickly to the beauty, and reached out to pull her hair, "Damn, you can't hear me when Lao Tzu calls you?!" Are you deaf?! ”

"Is my brother calling me?"

He Yao smiled back, and her apricot eyes were crooked.

Sun Mo hurriedly stopped his steps, startled by her.

The little lady in the red Luo skirt, her little face was painted miserably, her face was red, her lips were red, and when she laughed, she looked like a ghost doll cut out of colored paper by the owner of a wreath shop!

"You're trying to scare the hell out of me-"

Sun Mo wanted to scold, but he couldn't hold back his scolding at He Yao's face.

After a long time, he said angrily: "Where's Jiang Pear?!" You ugly thing, get out of here, you don't have to pollute Lao Tzu's eyes! ”

He Yao looked in the mirror aggrievedly, "What's ugly?" People are so gentle and graceful, they can play a good pipa, and they feel sorry for their brother......"

The little lady was pretentious, Sun Mo's eyebrows jumped suddenly, she raised her palm, and slapped her viciously, "Lao Tzu told you to get out!" ”

He was empty.

There was no one in front of the makeup mirror.

He Yao landed lightly in front of the treasure shelf, and stinkily helped Jin Busha, "Sun Heigou, why don't you know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?" I've eaten rice for so many years in vain. ”

Sun Black Dog ......

Sun Mo's face was flushed, and he almost grinded his teeth out, "Who is Sun Hei Dog?!" Slut, you dare to deliberately provoke me?! Lao Tzu's name is Sun Mo! ”

"Okay, Sun Heigou."

Sun Hei Dog ......

Sun Mo's forehead was bruised, and he picked up a big knife, "Slut, don't cut off your head and kick it as a ball today, Lao Tzu is not surnamed Sun!" ”

He Yao Zhenzhen said, "Of course, Lao Tzu is not surnamed Sun, Lao Tzu's surname is Li Ming'er, and he is the author of "Tao Te Ching", and he is a very famous saint in history. Sun Heigou, why are you less educated than me? Tell you to study hard, you want to raise pigs. ”

Sun Mo jumped like thunder, the green tendons on his neck got up, how could he really be uneducated, he held back for a long time, only held back the words "you, he, mother, of", and then picked up the big knife and slashed at He Yao!

The boudoir next door.

Jiang Li nervously pinched the embroidered handkerchief, and burst into tears, "Mother Liu, will that little lady suffer?" Although she is the one who is judged by the Heavenly Division, Sun Mo's power is infinite, if I kill her because of me, I will be ashamed......"

Mother Liu comforted: "Since she dares to do it, she must have some real skills on her body, and she is not afraid of Sun Mo." What's more, she is from the government, so she should have stood up for us! ”

Jiang Li wiped the tears on her cheeks, got up and brought a jar of good wine, "I'll prepare wine for her to catch the wind and wash the dust, if she succeeds, I will repay her as a cow and a horse in this life." If she dies, and I drink this wine for her, I will not live......

"What is dead or alive?"

He Yao pushed the door in with his baggage.

Jiang Li saw her come back unharmed, and immediately cried with joy, "My lord! ”

Mother Liu looked behind He Yao worriedly, "You came back so soon?" What about Sun Mo? ”

He Yao shook the heavy burden in his hand conspicuously, "Oh, his head." ”

The burden was made of cotton, and at the moment the blood was soaked in red cloth, dripping blood.

Mother Liu and Jiang Li: "......"

The little lady with a flowered face smiled, wearing a beautiful feather veil and red Luo skirt, stinky two golden hairpins, holding the burden like a treasure, and asked in a good voice: "Do you want to open it and take a look?" ”

Jiang Li and Liu's mother: "......"

Where is this gentle and graceful little lady who has no power to restrain the chicken, and is clearly a little monster who kills people without blinking!

Mother Liu couldn't see this scene, retched a few times in disgust, waved her hand and said, "Take it away, take it away, I don't have to dirty my place!" ”

Jiang Li brought a basin of water and a towel, and personally served He Yao to wipe off the rouge gouache on his cheeks, Danfeng's eyes were full of affection, "Thank you for saving your life today, I don't know how to repay the grace of saving my life, I will definitely serve the adults in this life......"

She happily prepared a table of banquets and invited He Yao to eat and drink.

He Yao was eating wine, but he couldn't help but look forward to the lobby.

A beautiful lady with a hairpin, holding a pipa in her arms, leaned on the shoulder of the little marquis weakly and bonelessly, and from a distance, the two seemed to be flirting with each other, which made people angry......

He Yao couldn't help but squeeze the little pink fist.

Jiang Li sensitively caught her gaze and said with a smile: "Among those people, is there Xiao Langjun who is loved by adults?" But the one in the scarlet robe? ”

He Yao looked at her in surprise, and then quietly blushed, "He usually keeps to himself, but today he must have been instigated by his fox friends and dog friends to visit the music ......."

"Does he know that you love him?"

"I never told him what I thought, and he didn't know it. You also saw what kind of temperament I am, he is different, he is as gentle as jade, and a young lady like me is probably not worthy of him. ”

Jiang Li covered her lips and chuckled, "I have been in Lefang since I was a child, and I have been used to seeing things in the wind and moon over the years. In love, what is there that is not worthy? It just depends on whether you like it or not. What kind of identity, what kind of talent, if the two are really happy, what are those? ”

He Yao didn't understand this, but felt that these words sounded very reasonable.

She said ignorantly: "Then according to you, do I want to tell him my heart?" But this is a strange thing, how can I speak? ”

Jiang Li wanted to teach her the set that the girls of Xianle Fang often played, but when she faced He Yao's bright apricot eyes and red face, she felt that everything was redundant.

A girl of this age is as clean as an apricot on the branches in early summer.

There are thousands of words in the world, but none of them are as good as the shy rouge on her cheeks, which can touch the young man's heart more.