Chapter 347: Third Master, Your Face Is Paralyzed and Your Face Is Cracked (1)
But the fact is that he thinks too much, the third master, and there is no reaction.
The third master sent condensation frost and snow all the way, and personally bandaged people, and then he was in the same car with the girl, the most important thing is that he actually wore his cloak as clothes for other girls.
I thought that the third master finally wanted to open it and wanted to be closer to the woman.
As a result, is he thinking too much?
Or did the third master just suddenly discover his conscience, and he really didn't have any improper intentions?_?'.
Gu Wei's face was impassive, his face was serious, his eyes were as sharp as ever, and the whole thing was a cold guard.
But he has long been unsettled in his heart.
The carriage slowly stopped at the door of the ready-to-wear shop, and the sound of horses snorting was heard.
Song Qing lifted the curtain and glanced at the lively street outside, got up from where he was sitting and prepared to lift the curtain and go out.
As soon as he moved the edge and a head popped out, Song paused lightly and lowered the curtain and retreated into the carriage.
Feeling the sharp and cold gaze behind him, Song Qing couldn't help but glance back.
The third master was sitting on the soft couch from beginning to end without saying a word, with a cold and serious expression. Obviously, that face is still a young son, but that cold and unsmiling face looks like an old-fashioned one.
accidentally wore to this world, Song Qing is very unfamiliar with this world. And Gu Wei and the third master are the only people she knows when she comes to this world.
They didn't look close, but they let her eat and drink all the way, and took care of her all the way.
"It's already in town, I'm getting off."
In those cold eyes, he just glanced at her lightly, and the meaning was obvious, that is, to let her get out of the car quickly.
Song Qing smiled faintly.
"Got it, I'll get out of the car."
Speaking of this, Song Qing lifted the curtain and prepared to get out of the car.
Inadvertently, his gaze fell on the hem of the man's moon-white clothes, and after a pause, Song Qing stopped again.
She walked around the low table to the man under the cold gaze of the third master, and without saying a word, she directly reached out and wrapped her arms around his shoulders and hugged him.
It's a very friendly and simple hug, which is a goodbye between friends.
When did the third master ever be so close to someone, he subconsciously raised his hand and wanted to knock the person out, but was gently patted on the back by a pair of hands.
He was stunned for a moment, and his hand stopped abruptly.
Song Qing naturally didn't notice his abnormality? Instead, he patted him on the shoulder and thanked him with a smile: "Thank you." β
"Third master, goodbye."
Song Qing just hugged him briefly? He let go. She picked up the hem of her clothes, turned around and came to the carriage, lifted the curtain, and soon got out of the carriage.
The third master who was sitting on the soft couch from the beginning to the end of the carriage was in a petrified state at this time? There was a rare crack on that unsmiling face.
The condensed power in his hand slowly dispersed in the palm of his hand, and then he subconsciously clenched his fist
The man's cold eyes were looking at the swaying curtain. At this time, in addition to the indifference that rejects people thousands of miles away, there is also a touch of unnaturalness in his eyes.
Song Qing, who went out, naturally didn't know? Just now I brushed shoulders with death.
If so? She didn't dare to hug the third master even if she was killed.
Outside the carriage, Gu Wei had already gotten out of the carriage and put his stomp on the ground at this time.
Song looked at the stepping on the ground? I was a little touched that she was lucky to come to this strange world and meet them.
Song lightly lifted the corner of his clothes and stepped on the stool to get off the station to the door of the ready-to-wear shop, and then looked at the tall young guard in front of him with a smile.
"Big brother? Thanks for taking care all the way, thank you. β
"No, you don't."
Gu Wei replied and got into the carriage again.
Song Qing saw him get into the carriage, and suddenly looked down at himself.
"By the way, the third master's cloak is still with me."
After Gu Wei glanced at it, he waved his hand directly.
"The third master gave it to you? That's yours, goodbye, Miss Song. After Gu Wei finished speaking, he pulled up the reins and drove away directly.
"Tap, tap, stepβ"
"Gollum-"
The sound of rolling wheels and horses' hooves faded away, and the carriage slowly disappeared into the crowd.
Song Qing looked up at the bustling street and the passers-by walking on the street.
After that, she will live alone in this world.
At least? Before you go back? She's going to live in this ancient world.
In the middle of his thoughts, Song Qing saw that the eyes of many people on the street were falling on him intentionally or unintentionally? Or rather, it landed on her slightly curly hair.
Song Qing reached out and touched his burgundy hair, and couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
Is it any wonder that she thinks that as soon as she gets out of the car, a lot of eyes fall on her? It turned out to be looking at her hair.
Song Qing's hair is put in modern times? It's normal to go out, but it's strange to look at it in ancient times.
Is everyone else's hair long black and straight? So her slightly curly burgundy hair is naturally strange in everyone's eyes.
Thinking about it this way, the third master and his guards are really calm in the face of her hair.
"Mother, our hair is all black, why isn't this sister's hair black?"
At this time, a little girl passing by was holding a sugar gourd and staring at Song Qing, which was curious.
After hearing this, Song smiled dryly and explained with a smile.
"You said my hair, I used to be black, I just dyed my hair. As for why my hair is still a little curly, put the chopsticks on the fire and heat it, roll the hair on it, and when the chopsticks are cool, comb the hair. β
As soon as Song Qing explained, the people around him instantly understood.
It turned out to dye the hair.
They only knew that cloth could be dyed in all kinds of colors, but they didn't expect that hair could too.
But yes, no one should have convulsions to dye their hair!
So, this girl couldn't think of what stimulated her, and dyed her hair with such a color.
However, although it looks strange, it is also quite beautiful.
After Song explained lightly, he turned around and walked into the ready-to-wear shop.
The owner of the ready-to-wear store naturally saw Song Qing a long time ago, and also heard what Song Qing just said.
So when Song Qing walked in, the boss's eyes fell on her hair, and he was not too surprised.
I just think this girl is really bold, and her hair is dyed this color.
Seeing Song Qing walk in, the shopkeeper didn't come forward to greet him, but continued to introduce clothes to the guests at hand.
The guy who was standing on the side walked up.
"This young lady, what clothes do you want to buy, our Lin Kee Ready-to-Wear Store has recently launched a lot of new styles, you want to take a look."
Song was embarrassed after hearing this, she was penniless, and now all she was worth was the small gold lock on her wrist.
"I don't have any money for that, but I ......" Song Qingzheng wanted to say, and exchanged the golden lock tied with the red rope on his wrist, but before he finished speaking, he saw that the guy who was still kind just now instantly darkened his face.
"I don't have the money to buy any clothes." After the guy finished speaking, he turned around and greeted the other guests.