All The Male Leads Have Blackened

The clerk gave the silver to Cen Simiao, and the girls who passed by next were all cloudy and unpredictable, and the corners of the clothes were rubbing away.

The leader did treat Cen Simiao a little differently than usual, and did not even receive heavy punishment for stealing Liu Gongzi's chicken soup. They wanted to discuss that Cen Simiao owed them money, which made the leader completely bored of her.

This should have been to tell the steward, but Cen Simiao would always please people, they were afraid that the steward would be bought again. That's why I dared to say this before the leader.

But it was not expected that the leader would spoil Cen Simiao so much.

The girl tightened her lips, her jaw tightened, glanced at the silver ticket in Cen Simiao's hand, and then turned her head away. Cen Simiao raised her eyebrows, fell a handful of silver tickets in her hand, and bent her eyes: "I don't remember well, how much money do I owe you?"

No one snored.

Cen Simiao was puzzled: "Nothing speaks, what's the embarrassment of asking for the account? It's justified to owe money."

The girl looked at her, and her face became a little ugly.

Cen Smiao's eyes sank and she laughed, walked in front of her, looked from head to toe, and finally turned around, and put the silver ticket on the table. "

"Don't save it for me, I still have more money there."

Yaya clenched her teeth: "Don't go too far!"

Cen Simiao frowned, looking at them, the girl-in-law was very excited, and the anger that she tried hard to restrain was revealed. She didn't panic and twitched the corner of her mouth: "Excessive? It's too much for you to get a silver ticket. It's really a good person."

The girl looked at her fiercely.

The smile on Cen Simiao's face faded gradually, his brows frowned, his chin lifted, his eyes were especially sharp: "You come here one by one, without touching how much silver you have in your pocket, dare to say I asked you to borrow money. "

"I know that when you see me, you will feel uncomfortable in your heart, but you will all have to put up with it and not show it."

The girl was angry, and resentful: "Why? Why don't you wait for the leader for a few days, so the leader will be closer to you than to us, why did your tail rise to the sky?"

Cen Simiao picked up the silver ticket and shook it: "Because there is money."

The girl's chest was fluctuating, her face flushed with anger, and Cen Simiao smiled with a bent eye: "Don't worry, if you become me, maybe you can be more successful than me."

The maidservant said firmly: "Do you think everyone is like you? I will never."

Cen Simiao nodded: "So the leader can't look at you."

To be honest, this person can't eat even a little bit of loss. Once someone provoked her, he had to return it. It was really fun. Cen Simiao didn't let them take a silver ticket, and she was all in her pocket.

Bought a lot of things.

I bought a better set of rouge gouache, and added a few sets of jewelry, which look better every day. Don't forget to pull a few pieces of fabric for the tailor to do.

After spending it like this, there is still a lot of silver left.

Bai Muzhi's attitude is milder than before, not so cold. Occasionally, when Cen Simiao speaks, he will listen.

Especially when eating, Cen Simiao persuaded him to drink more soup, and he really took the spoon to serve the soup, and it had been several times. Cen Simiao looked at the chicken soup that was about to meet, and was very entangled in her heart.

She only drank a small bowl.

Bai Muzhi also asked her, "Why not drink soup?"

Cen Simiao has nothing to say.

And at night, she had to loosen Bai Muzhi's hand secretly, and then braved the cold wind to bear the charcoal fire outside the house.

Bai Muzhi sometimes came out quietly, sometimes he stayed in the room.

She wanted to sleep well, and didn't want to do that.

But Bai Muzhi didn't even want her to rest.

When Cen Simiao went out in the middle of the night, she accidentally bumped into a chair. The noise was especially noticeable in the quiet room. She quickly looked at Bai Muzhi lying on the bed in fear.

Nothing happens.

She gritted her teeth and went out.

When the charcoal fire burned, she lowered her head, and the whole person was very weak, causing extra pity.

Bai Muzhi looked not far away, his eyes gradually became gentle.

In the early morning of the next day, Cen Simiao poured a lot of cold water directly, and she wore it thinly. She wandered outside for a while, and then ran outside in the middle of the night.

Sure enough, she had a cold wind.

Cen Simao didn't tell Bai Muzhi, so she went back to her place and let the girl talk, saying she was afraid of being transmitted to the leader, after all, he was just right.

She stayed until the evening, and there was no movement over Bai Muzhi.

Cen Simiao was preparing to lift the quilt to bed and suddenly heard someone knocking at the door and raised her eyebrows: "Sleeping?"

The girl-in-law said that Bai Muzhi could not find anything there, and asked her to help find it.

Cen Simiao was very obedient.

It didn't take long to get out the book he wanted on the shelf, and then he was ready to go. Bai Muzhi glanced at her, and supper was just here, letting her eat along.

Cen Simiao opened her mouth to speak, but paused, without speaking.

Most of the chicken soup she drank this time.

In the evening, Bai Muzhi didn't mean to let her go back, Cen Simiao didn't say a word, just stayed aside, when it was time to rest, she helped Bai Muzhi to unbutton her clothes.

Suddenly he was holding his shoulders, and the placket was about to be torn open. The white snow on his neck had been exposed. Cen Simiao quickly covered and avoided, Bai Mu just frowned, she said softly, "I have a cold wind, and Contagious to you. "

Bai Mu just pursed his lips.

When I sleep, I still look the same. Cen Simiao broke away his hand, this time he held it tightly and worked very hard.

She froze, and she could break free.

Feeling wronged.

In the early morning of the next day, Cen Simiao's cold became more severe, and she kept saying that she would go back, afraid that she would be here to infect Bai Muzhi.

At first Bai Muzhi didn't bother. Later, she was thinking too much, and she was impatient. She revealed her discomfort and looked at her coldly.

Cen Simiao didn't dare to speak again.

When she slept at night, she planned to go as usual, but was dragged by Bai Muzhi and lay on him instantly. Cen Simiao froze and looked at his slightly cold eyes.

Bai Muzhi said, "Take off your shoes."

She did.

Show a pair of light white tender feet.

Bai Mu stopped his eyes and pulled her into the bed. Cen Simiao struggled to get up, but heard him say, "Sleep."

Cen Simiao bent her lip corners without any trace.

In the middle of the night, she was confused, feeling the weight of her arms around her waist, and she suddenly thought, as if she hadn't seen Liu Wuzhen some days.

The thought flashed, and he fell asleep again.

It was getting colder and colder, the soup in the kitchen was simmering with the soup that nourished the body, and the little sister-in-law who had beaten his hands intently burned the fire, for fear that the fire would burn the soup.

The chef glanced over and yawned. The kitchen was warm and easy to be lazy, and his eyes were sleepy: "Don't confuse the two casseroles, be careful."

Xiaoxi was very clever and said with a full mouth: "Be assured, I'll share the chicken soup of Liu Gongzi with the leader."

Soon after, came the maid, first greeted, and then looked at the two casseroles: "Which is Liu Gongzi?"

Xiaoyan lowered one of them from the stove, and passed it with a smile: "Get it, this is it."

The girl-in-law nodded, and was about to go out, but heard the chef talking to herself: "It's a different life, they are all waiting for people. Now they can drink chicken soup every day, we can only boil chicken soup and send chicken soup."

She sank.

The girl accused Cen Simiao of stealing chicken soup and was later known by Liu Wudi. She also received the news that Cen Simiao was punished. He was even more angry, but he couldn't blame the girl.

After all, the girl-in-law was for his sake, and she didn't know that the chicken soup was made for Cen Simiao. But without telling him, she told Bai Muzhi directly.

This makes no sense.

Liu Wuzheng counted her with a cold face.

Although the girl was unhappy, she thought that Cen Simiao was more uncomfortable than her, and she was more comfortable. But nothing happened, but after a few days of work, Cen Simiao was fine, but more arrogant than before.

She bitterly carried the chicken soup to Liu Wuzhen.

He whispered outside the door: "Gongliu, the chicken soup has been boiled. Would you like to send it in now?"

No one answered, and she shouted again.

Suddenly the door opened, and Aunt's words paused. Cen Simiao stood in front of her, bending her eyes, and looked at the casserole in her hand: "I came here to confess to Liu Gongzi. Just because I am here, I do not need you It's up to me. "

Said to be going to the chicken soup in Duanya.

The girl-in-law responded, and Tieqing said, "No, I'll take care of it."

Cen Simao frowned and was about to speak, and heard Liu Wuzhen's voice, shouting the name of the girl-in-law: "Give the soup to her, go back."

The girl pressed her lips tightly.

Cen Simiao whispered: "Trouble shut the door."

Then he turned around and sank his face. When he heard the closing sound, he put the casserole on the table, and his eyes turned red immediately, holding back tears.

Liu Wuzhen was at a loss as to what to do.

As soon as Cen Simiao came in, the two men murmured a few words, and she kept talking that he let the girl around him harm her. Liu Wuzhen heard the rumors among his subordinates. It is said that Bai Mu treats her especially well.

Both rested in a room at night.

Cen Smiao looked stubborn and sucked her nose: "Gongzi just heard those people chewing their tongues, have you thought of my heart?"

Liu Wuzhen didn't make a noise.

She continued: "I'm in Bai Muzhi's room these days, and I stand at the root of the wall every night, I can't even sleep. He still loves opening the window, and I'm snoring with the cold wind. I've already got a cold wind at the moment. "

"The chicken broth he added was just because he wanted to warn me that it was something the master could eat. He usually drank during meals. How can I drink it?"

"This is the situation, but it can be said by those who have broken their hearts that I have an advantage."

Her voice was choked, her expression full of grievances, and tears could not help falling, Liu Wuyi clenched his fists, his heart trembled, and suddenly felt that she was too unconscience.

Cen Simiao became emotional: "I'd rather kill myself."

She slammed into the pillar as she spoke.

Liu Wuzhen quickly reached out to stop her and hugged her tightly in her arms, panting heavily, his hands and feet were cold, and his heartbeat was very fast. He turned pale and looked at Cen Simiao, who was crying, and said softly: "It's mine Wrong, you should not doubt you. "

Cen Simiao choked.

He stared at Cen Simao, his eyebrows becoming gentle, and there was still a trace of confusion under his eyes, and he felt two mules with pearls in his arms, strung her hair, and put it on the bun.

He took out another pair of earrings, gently took off the pair she had brought, and then carefully put on a new one.

Liu Wuzhen's jaw tightened, and his expression was serious: "I said, I want to give you good."

Cen Simiao's eyelashes trembled.

By the time she returned to Bai Muzhi, it was already evening, and dinner was almost ready. Cen Simiao walked over to salute, Bai Muzhi glanced at her: "Let you pay for your sins, why so long?"

Cen Simiao looked up: "I want to be lazy, so I didn't rush back to wait for you."

He looked away, his voice indifferent: "Sit down and drink the soup."

She just drank chicken soup back at Liu Wuzhen.

Cen Simiao drunk her head and drank a bowl.

Suddenly Bai Muzhi said, "The newly bought earrings are not bad, but I haven't used all the silver."

She gave a hand to the soup bowl and responded.

At night, Cen Simiao was washed clean. She took off her shoes and socks, put a pair of white tender feet on the quilt, reached out to unlock her buttons, and looked at Bai Muzhi, who had been lying down.

But just hit his sight.

She raised an eyebrow and didn't solve it any more. She tore the clothes directly, then lowered her head, and her white shoulder fell into Bai Muzhi's eyes, and his eyelashes trembled.

Cen Simiao's epilogue rose up: "My cold is almost ready."

He raised his eyes.

Cen Simao was closer to him again, almost lying on him, without any movement, her hair was scattered, she softened her voice: "It should not be contagious ..."

The words didn't fall, and she immediately pinched her waist, two people next to each other.

Bai Muzhi's fingertips rubbed her cheeks, slowly descending, Cen Simiao's breathing became unstable, he bit his lower lip tightly, and murmured softly in his mouth, his eyes darkened.

Cen Simiao touched his throat.

Bai Muzhi's breath became hotter, and she kissed it directly and bit her slightly. Bai Mu's arm around her waist tightened instantly, without pushing her away.

Cen Simiao bent her eyes.

Feeling his hand rubbing on her earlobe, it seemed that the earrings had not been removed, and it was a little uncomfortable. Bai Muzhi frowned, and took off the earrings, but because it was the first time to do such a thing, he got the earrings to the ground.

Cen Simiao's eyes became clear immediately, leaving his embrace, panicing even the clothes could not be arranged, and quickly went to the ground to find the earrings.

Bai Mu stopped for a moment.

Cen Simiao's face was particularly ugly, and there was anger in his eyebrows. He pursed his lips: "Why so anxious?"

She instantly looked up: "Who made you move, what to do if you lose it!"

Bai Mu's eyes darkened, lying on the bed with her placket open and her face cold.