Chapter 171: Co-authoring Me Is a Vase?
Seeing Lan Qianqian like this, the man hurriedly chased after her, reached out to help the crumbling Lan Qianqian, and said with pity, "Girl, you ......"
Lan Xiqian tried to pull out a smile, looking more and more pitiful.
The man became more and more distressed and pity.
"Thank you for this monk, I, I ......" Lan Qianqian raised her hand to wipe her tears, glanced back in the direction of Song Yizhi's house door and left.
After Lan Qianqian left, the man turned his head and saw Wei Ling with a mocking face.
"It's just a trip, look at you, it's really hard-hearted to make a girl so sad!" The man opened his mouth to reprimand Wei Ling
Wei Ling's face instantly turned cold, "Don't force me to beat you on a beautiful morning." ”
"You!" How could a man ever see such an unreasonable female cultivator, he raised his hand and pointed at Wei Ling, wanting to scold but not scolding, "You are really unreasonable!" ”
Unreasonable?
Joke, have you ever seen that woman reasoning?
"Get out of here." Wei Ling scolded.
The man pointed at Wei Ling's hand and trembled.
He had never met such a rude nun, it was simply ......
But he really didn't know how to scold a female cultivator, so he could only "you, you, you, me, me" for a long time, looking like a duck pinched by someone's neck.
Wei Ling gave him a pair of big white eyes before leaving.
……
After a good night's sleep, Wei Ling got up refreshed.
Wei Ling walked to the staircase and looked down and saw several teammates sitting at the table, "Alas, what about Song Yizhi?" ”
"Miss Song is still resting." Shen Zheng replied.
Seeing that Wei Ling still wanted to say something, Bei Xianyue coughed lightly twice.
Wei Ling glanced at Bei Xianyue for some reason, and then followed her gaze and saw a stunning man in a moon-white robe sitting at the table in the corner.
Wei Ling walked down, sat next to a few people, and complained about what happened this morning, "Song Yizhi was woken up by Lan Qianqian's thing this morning, didn't you see how ugly her face was!" ”
Bei Xianyue raised her hand and turned Wei Ling.
Let's just say, it's not good to say Lan Qianqian in front of the young master of the Lan family.
"Don't mention it, I was woken up too." Shen Zheng raised his hand and grabbed his hair, slightly irritable, "I put it there in the early morning to knock on the soul, and there is a male cultivator with a sick brain, absolutely not!" ”
Wei Ling grabbed Bei Xianyue's arm to prevent her from abducting herself.
She and Shen Zheng complained, "Yes, yes, it's like being sick!" You don't know, I'm angry! I'm almost on the verge of doing it! But what Song Yizhi scolded is really amazing! ”
"I hear you!" Shen Zheng smiled, "I thought Miss Song had a good temper, but I didn't expect ......"
It's really amazing to scold.
The corners of Bei Xianyue's mouth twitched slightly.
That is to say, it can't be stopped, it can't be stopped!
The man at the other table picked up a rustic teacup and took a sip of tea with his eyes down.
Bei Xianyue opened her mouth and diverted the topic, "It's almost noon, do you want to call Song Yizhi to get up and eat?" ”
"Song Yizhi and I went to have supper last night, do you want to let her sleep for a while?" Wei Ling spoke.
Bei Xianyue thought about it and nodded.
Another hour passed, and Song Yizhi got up.
She pinched a few dust-removing tips for herself and changed into a dark blue dress.
After cleaning up, Song Yizhi raised his hand to pick up the earrings without giving up, but the earrings still couldn't be taken off.
Damn it!
Song Yizhi complained silently in his heart, and then opened the door and walked out.
Wei Ling and the others looked up.
Looking at Song Yizhi, who was dressed plainly again, Wei Ling's eyes hurt.
Why would anyone wear such a rustic dress?
"Song Yizhi, can you not spoil your skin!" Waiting for Song Yizhi to reach the staircase, Wei Ling said to her in a serious voice, "What's the drop, have you grown into a green onion?" Day by day, it's either green or cyan. ”
At this point, Bei Xianyue nodded in agreement.
Song Yizhi looks so good wearing red.
However, she likes light colors day by day, which is really tyrannical!
Song Yizhi didn't leave, she stood at the top of the stairs, raised her hand and lazily put it on the railing, "I think it's good." ”
Like a green onion, it's like a green onion, how good the green onion is, it can be seasoned!
Wei Ling rolled his eyes.
What a hammer, Song Yizhi is relying on his own good looks, this day and day!
Bei Xianyue showed a gentle smile, "Why don't you go and change your clothes, don't say it's red, it's okay to be pink, you dress up beautifully, we also have motivation, right?" ”
???
Song Yizhi had a question mark on his face.
What's that?
"I'm a vase?" Song Yizhi raised his hand and pointed to himself and opened his mouth in confusion, "I think I should also be a money bag, right?" ”
The world is declining, and she has actually changed from a money bag to a vase!
Bei Xianyue's smile deepened a little, "How can you say that, you think so, you are beautiful, we look in a good mood, we can work hard to do tasks when we are in a good mood, right?" ”
Song Yizhi: "......"
always felt that Bei Xianyue was fooling herself, but she had no evidence.
Wei Ling rubbed his hands, and was also ready to learn from Beixian Yue to fool Song Yizhi.
"Stop!" Song Yizhi raised his hand and looked at several pairs of eyes full of anticipation, and suddenly he was angry and funny.
"Wait." After speaking, Song Yizhi turned around and went up.
Wei Ling and Bei Xianyue raised their hands and clapped their hands, and their bright smiles made the other people a little funny.
After a while, Song Yizhi changed into a long crimson dress.
In order to avoid Miss Wei Ling's prickly picking, Song Yizhi wore two pearl tassel hairpins in his sideburns and a begonia hairpin.
Song Yizhi's slender waist is outlined in a crimson waist-length skirt, and the crimson skirt is embroidered with large begonia flowers, and on the outside is a simple pale pink soft gauze wide-sleeved coat.
Looking at Song Yizhi standing on the stairs, Wei Ling's eyes lit up, "That's right!" ”
Song Yizhi glanced at Wei Ling, "Satisfied?" ”
Wei Ling nodded.
Song Yizhi snorted and walked down the stairs slowly.
Lan Minjun, who was sitting in the corner, looked up at Song Yizhi, who was wearing a scarlet dress and walking down slowly.
As several of her teammates said, this little girl was really good at bright colors.
Bei Xianyue took out a crimson light gauze shawl from the storage ring and looked at Song Yizhi with a smile on her face.
Song Yizhi: "......"
Have they ever thought about how inconvenient it would be when they got into a fight?
But looking at Bei Xianyue's expectant look, Song Yizhi still walked up and spread his arms.
Bei Xianyue gave Song Yizhi a shawl and draped it in the crook of her arm, and after tidying it up a little, she looked at her with a satisfied face.
Song Yizhi was helpless, and then moved his gaze to look at Lan Minjun on the side.
Lan Minjun raised his head to meet Song Yizhi's gaze, and a smile appeared on his stunning face, "Miss Song." ”
"Young Master of the Lan Family." Song Yizhi smiled slightly, she walked over with her skirt and sat down at the table, and asked politely, "Is the young master better?" ”
The young master of the Lan family?
Wei Ling and the others got up one after another, and their eyes fell on Lan Minjun.
"With Miss Laosong to remember, I'm much better." Lan Minjun smiled, looking very gentle.
Bei Xianyue pulled Wei Ling to sit down, poured a cup of tea and handed it to her.
Song Yizhi raised his hand and brushed the shawl on the crook of his arm, and spoke, "What is the young master looking for me?" ”
"Does Miss Song know about the appearance of the Secret Realm Phantom?" Lan Minjun asked.
Song Yizhi nodded, "I know." ”
When the words fell, Song Yizhi looked at the stunning-looking man opposite, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, "Could it be that the young master of the Lan family wants me to go to the secret realm?" ”
(End of chapter)