Shi Jin only felt that the world was spinning, and the whole person fell into his arms in a daze.

The second master's body was full of breath, faintly with some inexplicable cold fragrance, and at this time he was surrounded by him, Shi Jin only felt that the breath that belonged to him was pervasive and filled his nasal cavity, and the whole person suddenly burned like fire, and he struggled to get up.

Unexpectedly, the second master snorted from his nose, as if mocking her for not measuring herself, although a pair of hands did not exert much force, but firmly bound her waist.

Shi Jin's eyes were full of annoyance, and he used his strength to break the pair of steel-like arms, but he shook them several times, but they all returned in vain.

She hung her head, lost strength in her hands, and only tears were faint in her eyelashes, like a butterfly dyed with mist, fluttering her wings gently, and the mist also swam away with it.

Qi Mojing sighed lightly, "Why are you so wronged?" Didn't you just look indifferent? ”

"The slave maid is not wronged because of the things in the daytime," Shi Jin's voice trembled slightly, "Can the second master let the slave go?" ”

Qi Mojing's breath was rare and stagnant, and he let go of his hand at the moment, and his arms were empty, and he saw Shi Jin struggling to stand up, only standing aside with his head lowered.

His face turned black inexplicably, and he immediately brushed his sleeves up, "Place it." ”

……

It's September.

Although tigers are rampant in autumn during the day, the night is colder.

Shi Jin sent out the clothes and pills that he brought to his brother and the servants who often went out, and took advantage of the sunset and the daylight to wrap up his shirt and body, and put on a needle and thread, wanting to sew some shoes and socks out.

It's not just Ah Di and Cui Xiucai, but even the second master's share has to be made.

Brother's shoes and socks only need to be soft and comfortable, and the second master's adds workmanship and exquisiteness.

Shi Jinqu pointed to the needle, and was working hard, when she heard Shimo's slightly hurried voice calling her outside the window.

She was responding to herself, and when she heard the other side of the door, she spoke to Shi Mo, "But the second master won't come back to eat tonight?" ”

Shi Mo only waved his hand at her, "The second master has something to ask Shi Jin to do." ”

Zhihua closed the door again and no longer spoke.

Shi Jin put the needle and thread in the basket, and as soon as he went out, he saw Shi Mo's slightly anxious eyebrows.

He took a few steps towards Shi Jin, leaned closer and whispered to her, "You go and change into men's clothes, and I'll pick you up later." ”

After that, he gave a green silk burden to Shi Jin's arms.

"What did the second master say?" Shi Jin is most afraid of men's clothing, several times or three times, but nothing good happens, and now he naturally wants to ask.

However, Shimo didn't want to say it in detail, only urging Shi Jin to change his clothes.

Shi Jin couldn't, so he had to bring the burden into the ear room, change his clothes carefully, tie his chest tightly, and put a handsome high bun together.

The clothes sent by the second master to Shimo were just right for her size, a light green and yellow swastika dark pattern round-neck gown, with a colored belt tied around the waist.

Shi Jin couldn't pinch the second master's thoughts, so he only took advantage of the twilight to dye it, and followed Shi Mo all the way out of the corner gate, and got into an ordinary single-horse carriage with a carriage.

The walls of the car were nailed all around, and it was obvious that it was impossible to look outside. Shi Jinduan sat in the carriage, and when he heard a short shout outside, the whole person set off with a little apprehension.

She was worried in her heart, these days, the second master didn't talk to her, even if he went home, it was very few.

Shi Jin couldn't figure out the second master's thoughts, and then thought about the rumors about the second master, so he sat alone in the dark carriage, his face gradually pale.

There was no light around the carriage, only a miserable white dead wind lamp hung at the wheel, and a faint glimmer of light was faintly revealed through the gap in the curtain.

Shi Jin didn't know the direction, and vaguely felt that the carriage had turned around several times, and finally merged into the main road.

Gradually, the figures thickened, and there was a faint shouting and the sonorous footsteps of the guards coming from outside the carriage. Shi Jin's tense heart relaxed little by little with the fireworks in this world.

However, before she could breathe a sigh of relief, the voices around her changed again.

The air was filled with the smell of greasy and sweet powder, and the voices of delicate women beckoned passers-by to rest. For a while, the sound of laughter was filled with sound and words, and Shi Jin's face changed drastically.

Rao is her innocent body, and she also knows that this is the place of fireworks. Her hand couldn't help but hold the wall of the carriage, and she only hoped that Shimo would quickly drive the carriage to another place.

The more you are related, the more you can't get your wish. I only heard the soft cry of the waiter, and the carriage was just stopping at the edge of the fireworks.

Shi Mo found a corner and stopped, lifted the curtain, and saw Shi Jin holding the edge of the car window, looking at him vigilantly.

"Come out." Shimo beckoned to her.

Shi Jin was not as he said, he tightened the car window, opened a pair of black and white eyes and asked him, "Where are you going to take me?" But you're going to sell me? ”

Shi Mo bared his teeth and frightened her, "If you don't obey, you may really be sold." ”

Shi Jin heard this, and was even more reluctant to get out of the car. I vaguely felt in my mind, did the second master really want to give himself to his friend who had a special fetish? If so, it would be better to be killed by a headbutt.

Shi Mo looked at Shi Jin and was really scared, and couldn't help but have a headache and said, "Heavenly Ancestor! The second master is waiting for you in Xianle Fang, but hold on! ”

"Then tell me, what is the second master looking for me?" Shi Jin asked alertly.

"If you don't go, the second master is afraid that he will really sell you." Shi Mo stroked his forehead, "And go with me, keep you safe." ”

Although Shi Jin didn't believe what Shi Mo said, he thought that the second master was a person, and if he delayed his affairs, he was afraid that he would really have no good fruit to eat.

Because she was cautious, she got out of the carriage and stood beside Shimo.

"That's right! Don't panic, raise your head and chest and stomach, just pick up the swinger brother's style and learn from it, let's go to the gold cave. Shimo stretched his muscles and said to her.

Shi Jin learned to stand up straight with the image of the son's brother in his impression, and as soon as his eyes turned, he brought out some colorful streamers.

Shi Mo watched Shi Jin enter the play in a second, and couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

The two of them swaggered into Xianle Fang one after the other. Shi Moxian was a frequent visitor, and politely refused the warm hospitality of the leading mother, and only took Shi Jin all the way to the second floor, and after turning two corners in a row, he knocked on a mahogany openwork door at the corner.

There was silence in the flower gate, and after a while, a familiar cold voice sounded, "Come in." ”

Shi Mo pushed open the door and led Shi Jin in.

The candlelight in the door was brilliant, and a smooth and transparent bead curtain barrier between the inner and outer rooms was refracted in the candlelight.

After serving the ink and covering the door, Gui Bu Nickel walked to the bead curtain, bent down to open the bead curtain, and Shi Jin saw his second master sitting upright in front of a mahogany round table covered with a plain white tablecloth with light gold lines and leisurely drinking tea.

Hearing the stirring of the bead curtain, he glanced obliquely, and saw the white-skinned and beautiful little Langjun in a brocade robe walking meekly with his eyebrows and eyes.