Chapter 218 Our Yier Has Grown Up

On the open pages of the book, two little figures in disheveled clothes were fighting.

Nan Baoyi immediately turned his face away.

Before she got married in her previous life, her grandmother and second aunt had given her this kind of booklet. She was too ashamed to read it after reading two pages, and then she put it at the bottom of the box.

I never thought that in this life...

He actually bumped into him at the place of the powerful minister!

The spring sun is warm and coming through the account.

The windows are opened, the breeze is blowing, and the azure curtains are swaying leisurely.

The girl was wearing clean white pajamas, her white and tender cheeks gradually turned red, and in the light and shadow, she could vaguely see her thin skin, like a ripe peach.

She tightly grasped the brocade quilt with her ten fingers, secretly encouraging herself.

After all, she lived seventeen years longer than others, how could she be frightened by such a small scene?

Mount Tai collapsed on the top and her color remained unchanged. This is the true character of a daughter she should have!

Thinking of this, she picked up the book, and said considerately: "All hot-blooded young men like to read this kind of stuff, I understand."

She stuffed the book into Xiao Yi's arms, imitating her grandmother's usual kindness, and gently patted his head, "Our family Yi'er has grown up and knows that he likes girls, I'm so relieved!"

Xiao Yi: "..."

Early in the morning, the little hibiscus flower essence in his family was raped by a fox?

He held the book, and his palm felt a little hot.

It's not about putting it away, it's not about throwing it away...

After a while, he said seriously, "This is not my book."

The little girl opened her moist red phoenix eyes with an expression of "I understand".

He pursed his thin lips, and the contours of his ears gradually turned red, "This is Jiang Suihan's."

Nan Baoyi was startled.

She glanced out of the tent, and lowered her voice like a thief: "He is like that, and he still wants to read this kind of book? Is it to stimulate himself? I heard people say that some men don't lift up, so All kinds of perverts! Ouch, don't mention more!"

The little girl was alive and well, her eyes were full of gossip.

The corners of Xiao Yi's lips curved a bit.

He tapped her on the head, and there was a smile in his voice: "Girls, you don't have to be ashamed to discuss this kind of issue early in the morning. Get up and change your clothes. I asked the small kitchen to make shallot noodles with osmanthus cold skin." , red bean spring rolls and sauced beef are all your favourites."

He got up and picked up the jacket and skirt hanging on the tree.

He wanted to put Nan Baoyi on himself, but after studying the complicated laces, he silently put down the jacket and skirt, and asked Yu Wei and the others to help Nan Baoyi wash and dress up.

The maids filed in with water basins and other objects.

Xiao Yi stood under the eaves, took out the small book in his arms, and quietly opened a page.

The wind in the early spring morning is quite cold.

Xiao Yi's face gradually turned red, and his breathing became a little heavier.

"What are you looking at?"

A cold voice suddenly sounded.

Xiao Yi closed the little book calmly.

Shen Yichao covered his wide sleeves, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Master Hou's ears are red, his breathing is a little heavy, and what he wants to read is not a good book. I never expected that you would be so cold and unfeminine. Wait for the hobby."

Xiao Yi turned expressionless, turned and left.

Shen Yichao followed: "I just got the news that the Cheng family has moved again. Do you want to go to Yulouchun to see the excitement?"

...

After breakfast, Nan Baoyi came to the big study, but he didn't see Xiao Yi.

She was curious: "Yu Wei, do you know where the second brother went?"

"I heard Shiku mentioned that the master and Mr. Shen Lang are going out together, and I heard that we are going to Yulouchun." Yu Wei smiled and brought a plate of pastries, "Miss Baoyi, sit down, and the master ordered you to wait for him to come back. I have recited ten poems before."

"Tell me to recite poems, but he went to the theater to listen to the music..." Nan Baoyi picked up a piece of pastry, "I'm not stupid, so I won't just sit here and wait—"

Before she finished speaking, the girl's expression froze.

Cheng Dejin was seriously injured in the explosion on the Yinma Bridge. The Cheng family suffered such a big loss, but they couldn't get any benefits from the Nan family.

And that night, she attended the banquet on behalf of Yulouchun and accompanied her second brother. The Cheng family couldn't chew on the hard bone of second brother, so they must take their anger on Yulouchun's head.

So the second elder brother may not have gone to Yulouchun to listen to the music, I am afraid, he went to rescue Yulouchun.

Nan Baoyi threw the pastry into his mouth, and strode out of the house: "Prepare the carriage, I want to leave the house."

Half an hour later, she hurried to Yulouchun.

The long street was full of people.

She jumped out of the car and stepped into the elegant seat on the Yulouchun Building with ease.

"Boss Han—"

She opened the bead curtain and couldn't help being taken aback.

Han Yanliang reclined on the imperial concubine's couch, the pear-colored gauze dress was specially designed, her breasts were half-wrapped, and the skirt was slit all the way up to her knees, her posture was extremely charming.

The white and tender slender palm was carelessly holding a thin cigarette pipe.

The movement of puffing out smoke rings is extremely seductive.

Nan Baoyi said seriously: "Spring is here, and it's the season for all things to mate..."

"go!"

Han Yan sneered and threw a flower pillow.

Nan Baoyi stepped in with a smile, "Boss Han's clothes are so pretty, can you cut one for me tomorrow?"

Han Yanliang glanced at her figure, smiled lowly: "You can't wear it."

Nan Baoyi: "..."

She took a cool look at Han Yanliang's figure, then looked down at herself.

So angry!

Han Yanliang said lazily: "Even if you can dress it up, if your Lord Hou sees it, I'm afraid I'll spoil you and ruin my position."

"My second elder brother came to Yulouchun early this morning, did you see him?"

"It's not my man, what do I care about him?" Han Yanliang exhaled smoke rings, "Speaking of which, you pretended to be me to attend the banquet two days ago, offending the Xue family and the Cheng family, but it brought me a lot of trouble. Little trouble."

"They came to seek revenge on you?"

"Look at the stage by yourself."

Nan Baoyi looked out of the railing curiously.

From here, you can overlook the stage and auditorium in the hall downstairs.

At this time, on the stage, a group of guards holding swords and sticks, with fierce faces, were surrounding a guy covered in white bandages.

Nan Baoyi was shocked: "This faceless person...couldn't be Cheng Dejin?!"

"Yeah, I heard that I woke up early in the morning. When I woke up, I had to look in the mirror. After I finished looking, I clamored to find Xiao Yi to settle the score, but was stopped by Cheng's family, so I brought the guards to Yulouchun to smash the scene."

Nan Baoyi was thoughtful.

Cheng Dejin has a thick back and waist, but he didn't expect to be a beauty lover.

The design of the Yulouchun theater building was complicated, probably he didn't know where Han Yanliang was, so he led the guards to rush through the building, and then bumped into the stage by mistake.

The crowd of spectators sitting under the stage were not surprised by their appearance. Instead, they regarded them as actors and watched them with great interest.

Nan Baoyi was a little worried: "Boss Han, everyone is knocking on the door, why are you so calm? Swords have no eyes, if you hurt a customer, you will have to pay a lot of money."

"Well, it's not playing against me, why should I panic?"

A bad premonition emerged in Nan Baoyi's heart.

She slowly looked towards the other end of the stage.

Her Zhuzhu, Fengguanxiapei, was twisting her orchid fingers towards Cheng Dejin, and her voice was called a thousand times: "Lang~~Jun~~~ Are you hungry, hungry, panic~~~"