Chapter 223 The Little Girl of the Nan Family, Married Home, Afraid of Being Exposed to the House
With the sound of the gong, most of the men on the street were attracted.
Nan Baoyi is really beautiful.
They couldn't help getting excited, and they were still frivolous, and shouted at her: "Little beauty, throw me the hydrangea! I will make you happy!"
Nan Baoyi hugged the hydrangea, his palms were hot, and he was dumbstruck.
She often feels that she is too cheap.
want to buy...
Aftertaste silently raised his forehead.
If the young lady finds an uncle here to take her back, the master will probably have to peel off her skin!
Unexpectedly, he didn't notice it, and praised: "Miss has attracted all the gentlemen in the whole street, she is so charming!"
Nan Baoyi: "..."
Do you want this kind of charm for you?
Taste the heart and give a serious suggestion: "In today's world, men can have wives and concubines in groups. The slaves think that the young lady is as resourceful as the man. Why don't you throw more hydrangeas today, and pick a few more son-in-laws to go home to carry on the family line. I think the old man People must be happy."
Nan Baoyi: "..."
How about I give you the hydrangea, how many more sons-in-law will you recruit?
Aftertaste twisted Taste Heart's arm.
This girl is so stupid that she can't see that the master is interested in the young lady!
If the master hears these words, let alone the skin, even the bones will be lost!
The shopkeeper smiled from ear to ear, "Girl, this private seat is surrounded by beauties facing the street and has a wide view, so it is often used by wealthy families as a good place to throw hydrangeas. I have taken this hydrangea, but there is no reason to put it down! You Please?"
Nan Baoyi: "..."
She doesn't want to please.
But now that her family is running a bank, reputation is the most important thing. If she refuses to throw the hydrangea and is recognized, it may affect the bank's business.
However, the person she wants to marry is not here...
Shaded street corners.
Gu Chongshan stood with his hands behind his back.
He looked up at Nan Baoyi.
The little girl is wearing a jacket and skirt in the color of a concubine, with a delicate cloud bun, and a fair and delicate face.
Standing next to the beauty with a big hydrangea in his arms, he stared blankly at the men all over the street. Danfeng's eyes were smudged with peach blossom red, like a wronged rabbit.
Do you want to help her out?
Twirling the black sandalwood beads with his fingertips, but before he could think about the result, the little eunuch behind him respectfully said: "Master, why don't I go and grab the hydrangea ball and give it to you?"
After finishing speaking, he suddenly revealed a ferocious face, and cursed at himself: "Why are you robbing it? It would be interesting for the supervisor to rob it himself!"
"Hey, then we have the Governor's wife in our West Factory!"
Lady Governor...
Gu Chongshan tasted the word.
The eyelashes covered the pupils of the eyes, and the initial coolness gradually dissipated, leaving only bottomless darkness.
He slowly raised his eyelids and stared at the little girl again.
In the autumn sun, her eyes are brighter and warmer than the sun.
But he was in the abyss, dark and cold, without affection.
I really want to be watched by those eyes...
There was a certain greed in my heart.
He took that step slowly—
But he heard a sneer not far away.
The young Marquis in black clothes and golden crown was leaning lazily by the side of the inclined bridge, with a smile on his face, he picked off a pale pink hibiscus and sniffed it under the tip of his nose.
He raised his Danfeng eyes, with a smile that was not a smile: "Benhou's younger sister, don't worry about Nine Thousand Years."
Gu Chongshan was expressionless.
The raised black boots were slowly retracted.
He said: "Master Hou has indeed come to Jianmen Pass."
"You asked Shemei to come here to seduce Benhou? Benhou is very curious, how tricky is the matter of Jianmen Pass, even Tangtang Nine Thousand Years can't handle it?"
Gu Chongshan was noncommittal.
Xiao Yi played with the hibiscus flower, raised his eyes and stared at the pavilion.
Danfeng's cold and unruly eyes revealed a touch of tenderness.
In the dark, Nan Baoyi felt that someone was looking at him.
She looked intuitively.
The powerful minister was leaning on the white stone bridge, his deep crimson cloak fluttering in the autumn wind, his leather military boots, and his posture was lazy, staring at her with dark eyes, while bowing his head and kissing the pale pink hibiscus on his fingertips.
The gesture of wanting to talk, is ascetic and seductive.
The girl rubbed her eyes in disbelief.
Mr. Quan Chen, why did you come to Jiange County? !
After confirming again and again that the young man who appeared on the Baishi Bridge was him, Nan Baoyi's white and tender cheeks quickly faded into rouge, and his heart was beating wildly, as if it was about to burst out of his chest!
She swallowed.
Just about to move, I want to throw the hydrangea to him...
At once……
How about being bold?
If he asked, she said it was a joke.
Nan Baoyi was nervous for a long time, and finally got up the courage to throw the hydrangea in his direction!
The red hydrangea drew a beautiful parabola in midair.
With the hand behind his back, Gu Chongshan twirled his fingertips calmly, but he never took that step.
The crowds in the street were crowded, and they stood on tiptoe and stretched out their hands towards the hydrangea——
But there is a sound of breaking wind coming from the sky!
The stunning young man stepped on their shoulders, jumped up, grabbed the red hydrangea in mid-air, and stood neatly on top of the beauties.
He leaned against the beauty, held the red hydrangea in his hand, raised his eyebrows at Nan Baoyi and smiled: "What should I do, Nan Jiaojiao's hydrangea was snatched by this Marquis..."
Nan Baoyi tugged on the hem of his clothes, his cheeks became even more blushing.
She stared down at the embroidered shoes, and said in a joking tone, "Second brother has received my hydrangea ball, and he wants to marry me."
Xiao Yi leaned over slightly, and approached her face.
He pinched her fair and tender face, and said in a hoarse and seductive voice, "But the little girl from the Nan family is disobedient and ambitious. If she marries her home, she might have to go to the house to expose the tile... Brother, I'm afraid I won't be able to surrender. .”
Nan Baoyi was ashamed, bit her lip, turned and ran into the private seat.
He tasted a smile and said: "Master, Miss, Xiao Er has brought breakfast, and there is corn juice!"
Xiao Yi was indifferent.
He was more interested in Nan Jiaojiao's rouge than corn juice.
He suppressed his desire, stepped into the private seat slowly, and pinned the light pink hibiscus on Nan Baoyi's temples, "Have breakfast."
As soon as he came, the rules of Yu Wei and others were established.
He and Nan Baoyi were the only ones in front of the Eight Immortals table, while Yu Wei and the others went to the lobby downstairs for dinner.
Nan Baoyi picked up the chopsticks and was very curious, "Why did the second brother come to Jiange County?"
Xiao Yi peeled a boiled egg for her, "Come to Jiang's Escort Bureau, and show Nan Baozhu his husband."
"Acquaintance with husband and son-in-law?" Nan Baoyi was surprised, "Is there anyone who is suitable to see?"
"No."
"Oh……"
Nan Baoyi took the boiled egg from him and took a small bite.
She thought, with the little father-in-law making trouble, it would be strange for Zhuzhu to see her husband-in-law.
The yolk is a bit choked.
Xiao Yi handed her a cup of almond tea.
Nan Baoyi was drinking tea when Gu Chongshan stepped in, "Jingxihou should not mind, may I have breakfast with you?"
He was twisting ebony beads, and the navy blue round neck uniform made his lips red and teeth white, like a beautiful boy.
Xiao Yi smiled, "This Marquis has always been generous."
Gu Chongshan took his seat.
Nan Baoyi looked up at the two of them.
Obviously they were just sharing breakfast, and they were all laughing, but their smiles were terrifying.
The atmosphere between the tables was gloomy, as if a storm was coming, and no matter how bright the autumn sun was, it could not bring warmth.
Nan Baoyi even imagined a terrible dialogue:
Xiao Yi: "What does Nine Thousand Years eat?"
Gu Chongshan: "Ten catties of raw beef, the kind with hair and blood. What does Marquis Jingxi eat?"
Xiao Yi: "Oh, I eat the hind legs of raw pigs, the ones with leg bones and pig skin, I can chew them hard."