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    Those few days in my memory were gray and rainy.  Fortunately, my mood is very good because of the fragrant clothes I hold in my hands.

    At the age when I should be showy, I need to dress up when I go out to meet my sweetheart.

    ? When the girls from other people's families were my age, they were already as described in sour scholar's storybooks, graceful and rouge-colored, slim and graceful at the beginning of their fourteenth year.  Compared with me, probably only the three words "Fourteenth Beginning" have something to do with me.

    After thinking about it, this poem is nothing more than a "rouge" from my own.  Rouge is nothing more than red and white|powder.  I just can't afford it.

    Over the years, poverty has dissuaded me from too many things.  Sometimes I also wonder if I should keep some of the copper coins I earn every day when I give them to Jing Xian, so that I can get twice the result with half the effort if I tidy myself up and pursue his career.

    Anyway, when I am with him in the future, I will also hide some private money.  After quarreling with him like this, I threw out a bag of copper plates at random, not afraid that I would lose confidence.

    After Xiao Chunyan calmly listened to my thoughts, she said, "You are really far-sighted."

    Well, I don't have to think about private money for now, but Rouge can't.  If there is no money, there is a way to have no money, although I can't think of it at all, what else can I do if I have no money.

    Looking at the dim flower temple, I sighed melancholy.  Then, I found that the walls of the Temple of Flowers were all covered with red and white|powder.  It looks like the paint on the wall has fallen from years of dilapidation.

    It is not without reason that they appear here.  I believe that the goddess of flowers still has not given up and abandoned her little official.  From childhood to adulthood, she prepared everything I needed neatly for me.

    I suddenly had a bold idea.

    This idea was stopped by Xiao Chunyan, but I didn't let him succeed.

    Take a selfie against a puddle of water.  Although I am a little embarrassed to say it, I really think that I still look a little nice with red and white | powder on.

    Xiao Chunyan was lying sprawled in the corner of the wall. I glanced at him and hummed a little tune.  He sneered and closed the crumpled rag shirt tightly.

    "It's raining outside, are you going to drench it with his clothes on? And then drench it back by yourself?" He looked at me lazily, "Then what's the use of the powder you've been working all day."

    He has a point.  It took me a while to dress up, at least I had to last until I saw Shang Jingxian.

    It is impossible to arrange umbrellas. As beggars, we should not live so delicately.

    In the end, Xiao Chunyan mercifully gave up his nap time and decided to send me there in person.  I just need to wrap Jing Xian's clothes tightly in my arms, and he is responsible for wrapping me tightly in his arms with his rags.

    Only that one piece of clothing was on him.  I figured that he must be very unique when he is shirtless and running with me in the rain.

    What I never expected was that when he took off his shirt and pulled me into his arms, the thin little Chunyan who looked at me usually turned out to be surprisingly strong.

    Before he knew it, he was also a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, with a slender figure.  Compared with me, Shengsheng is a head taller.  as well as¡ª¡ª

    May I ask God, how well does he eat behind my back to develop abs.  I weigh the flesh on my arms and legs, and sometimes I really can't figure it out.

    He was just wearing a pair of baggy black trousers, his upper body was battered by the wind and rain, and one arm was still covering my head, covering me with his coat.

    I was moved and solemnly promised him, "When Jing Xian marries me, I will definitely let you sit in the first guest seat."

    "You sent me away as the first guest?" Xiao Chunyan glanced at me nonchalantly, half-sneered and half-muttered, "Why don't you just let me enter the bridal chamber instead of him."

    "" After his careful indoctrination last time, I understand what it means to enter the bridal chamber.

    He often jokes with me like this, and I'm used to it.  I didn't care too much.

    The vicious dog at the back door of Jieyu Building seems to have disappeared today, anyway, I didn't hear the distant barking of the dog.  Holding Jing Xian's clothes, I rushed into the alley, and I asked Xiao Chunyan to wait for me under the eaves at the entrance of the alley while sheltering from the rain.

    Unexpectedly, when I ran to the back door, I still saw the vicious dog staring at me with a pair of eyes.  I don't know if it was beaten by someone, but today it knows that it stopped barking.

    When I met its eyes, I felt panic in my heart.  Holding Jing Xian's clothes tightly in his arms, he ran past with his head buried.

    Just when I ran past it, it suddenly gritted its back teeth and barked at me.  I know that's a tough ex?It¡¯s very painful, and I don¡¯t want to live more easily.  Did you see in the sky, I like him so much that I am willing to have two children for him.

    But now I covered my face and turned away, feeling tight in my heart.

    "Hey, don't be angry, I want, I want" He leaned over and said with a playful smile, "Can Master Yan want you?"

    I sniffed, "Don't joke with me, I really feel a little angry."

    I don't know which point of his laughter this sentence hit again, he put his fist to his lips, and his smile became more and more wild, "You look so serious, why are you so stupid."

    However, his laughter accompanied me to a good sleep.  My heart is not so tight anymore.  That night, Jing Xian fell into my dream again.

    Perhaps it was him who entered my dream, and my heart swelled uncontrollably.  It swelled, swelled, and it was hot all over.

    In a daze, I heard Xiao Chunyan calling me anxiously, urging me, for fear that I would be so urging that I would be unconscious from now on.

    "Silly flower! Silly flower! Wake up! Why are you so hot? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?! Are you sick?!"

    It's not that I don't want to talk to him, it's just that I'm embarrassed to tell him that I seem to have had a tender and intimate dream about Jing Xian, and it's too lingering to wake up.

    But he thinks I'm sick.

    All right.  When I started to alternate between hot and cold, sweating on my forehead, and about to pass out, I finally realized that I was really sick.  I don't know why we are so careless as beggars.

    Passed out unconsciously.

    Woke up in a daze.

    I couldn't open my heavy eyes, but I could only feel the soft mattress lying on my body, the warm pot at my feet, the slightly moist veil on my forehead, and the faint scent lingering on the tip of my nose.  of sandalwood.

    Everything around me is comfortable enough for me.  Almost want to fall asleep.  Only at this time did I truly realize that only when people experience misery and pain can they have a moment of stability.  Otherwise, you will practice all the time without getting tired.

    "How is she?"

    I vaguely heard Xiao Chunyan's voice, which was played very softly.

    Another person said something, which I could hear vaguely, probably analyzing my condition.

    Then Xiao Chunyan seemed to laugh, and I felt someone brushing my ear hair, "It's fine I don't ask for anything else." The last sentence was almost a whisper.

    I don't know why, but I can hear his whispering clearly.

    Later, when Mr. Rong taught me, he said something like this.  When a person is speaking to you with sincerity, it is very difficult for you not to hear.

    Over the years, Mr. Rong's words are still in my mind, and Xiao Chunyan's murmur is also in my heart.  Obviously, my childhood friendship with him is naturally sincere.

    Putting down the red jade plum hairpin, I retract my thoughts.  Open the letter he enclosed and read it carefully.

    It can be seen at a glance that the background pattern of the letter paper is red plums reflecting snow, and two lines of clear and meaningful words are stretched on it: May your life be clear and clear, worry-free.  nothing else needed.

    Xiao Chunyan added a sentence under this line of clear and meaningful characters very cunningly, as if to compare with it whose handwriting is more beautiful.  The words are strong and powerful, and the ink penetrates the back of the paper: In the past, there was nothing to ask for, but now it is inevitable.

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    1. I'm sorry that Master Yan is so handsome, I accidentally wrote too much and it's not my turn to play Xianzi (Touch.jpg

    2. Daily update time: around 23:00 every night.

    3. I saw a lot of stories in the comments in the last chapter, and I read them carefully. Thank you for reading this book with your heart, and thank you for having your own stories, so that you can feel the same when you read the article.  Ten items have been refined, and the red envelope has been sent out, check it out by yourself.

    4. The V-entry red envelopes are also sent out today. If there are any little angels left but not received, please tell me in the comments and I will go back and have a look!  Thank you for your support!

    5. This chapter focuses on the memories of Lord Yan, so the key words of the next chapter are: "I am not cruel, how can I protect my beloved!"  !  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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