Pretty Her

When leaving the house, Xiao Yan looked indifferent, and when he returned to the house, Xiao Yan smiled.

The pawnshop's treasurer and his buddies followed, buying too many bracelets, which had to be held by two people. When Xiao Xiao shot, no matter whether there were bills or no bills, they were all bought.

The shopkeeper said quietly to his buddy, "This kind of gold jade bracelet is usually worn by women, and it can make Mr. Xiao personally redeem the bracelet. It must be a stunning beauty."

Xiao Yan has good ears. He rides high on the horse and hears the wind blowing in his ears.

It is indeed a stunning beauty.

The man said, "Isn't that lady who accompanied Acura to **** bracelets a while back, Huan, you can't forget it at a glance, Shen Yu Luo Yan, looks like a fairy, that day I happened to be in the cabinet. She came and smiled at me My bones are crisp. "

The smile on Xiao Min's mouth gradually condensed.

He glanced back and set up his usual stand, his expression was cold and his voice was low: "Is Xiaofu, can you think of it?"

The dude and the shopkeeper were frightened to shut up.

Xiao Yan hummed and continued to move forward.

Think of the beauty in the house.

With a frown on her face, she thought to herself that she was good-looking, that was too good-looking, and attractive. Just go out and hang around for a while, naturally charming, the man looked at her, how can he not be stunned.

It is better to live in his house and never go out.

Thinking of it this way, she thought it was a bad thing that she wanted to do the nun. After a long time in the future, she will be asked to bring out her nun, a spiritual practitioner, to face him in the house, and then she will dress normally. In this way, her coquettish attitude only remained in his eyes.

He asked himself to be a gentleman, so many women rushed at him, and he had never been half sexual. He certainly wouldn't do anything to her.

He thought about it this way, when he entered the house and met people, the decision just now had all been thrown out of the clouds.

She had just come from the old lady's house. The weather was hot. She changed into a embroidered gauze dress, and Mo Wufa lazily slid behind her head, exposing her white neck and delicate collarbone. The dress was chic and elegant.

She had never worn such a dress in front of him. She had always disliked dressing, and she had no consciousness of being a woman. For the first time, he saw her dressed so gorgeously, rejoicing in his heart, and felt that she had purposely dressed him.

The more he looked, the more happy he was, the joy in his eyes couldn't be stopped, and he was about to overflow.

She came to him slowly and steadily, seeing his gaze fixed on her, she instantly blushed, bit her red lips, and softened: "When I went to the old lady's house just now, The girl was slamming together, and the old lady couldn't bear to see that I was wearing a wet dress, so she took out her own dress for me to put on. "

Xiao Yan ignored the interpretation in her words and spit out two words: "Good-looking."

Her voice grew more delicate: "The old lady's dress really looks good."

He would blurt out subconsciously, telling her whether she was good or not. When she spoke, she caught a glimpse of her small red face, and she was so ashamed that she would leave as soon as he talked down.

The room was so quiet that the girl-in-law retreated early.

Since she invited him to take care of him that day, the servants in his house would go outside with interest as soon as she saw her. It wasn't that he specifically ordered it, but someone who didn't know the current day broke in and he sent people out of the house directly. Since then, no one has dared to stay in the house when she came without permission.

He asked in a timely manner: "Listen to Grandma, the city is cutting new clothes, and by the way make more sets for you, the girl's house should have been more beautiful."

She said, "I'm a nun. I can't dress too much."

Xiao Yan: "Who said that nuns couldn't dress beautifully? Wouldn't it be fine if you didn't wear them in the house."

She pursed her lips, cast her eyes away, and stopped speaking.

Sunlight shone through the window, hitting the bead curtain behind her, refracting the brilliance of brilliance, her weak white shoulders loomed under the veil, and she was exposed to the skin because she had been exposed to the sun. Light pink, warm fragrant nephrite, red in white.

Xiao Yan swallowed.

Frightened.

Your heart is hotter and your body is hotter.

She stood for a while, seeing that he didn't move, raised her eyes and looked at it, calling out, "My son?"

She stood there, already seeing the hearts and minds of the people. Now, when she raised her eyes, her eyes waved, her voice whispered, and her voice was like a coquettish, how can you not let people have the desire to possess?

Xiao Yan was short of breath, and the hands under his sleeves were panicking, and finally woke up, so as not to make a joke in front of her again.

Yun Naona stepped forward, "Son, you send someone to come to me, is there anything important?"

When she was talking, she looked at him with her head crooked, and the romantic beauty turned into a charming and naive, only for a moment.

The beauty is multifaceted and charming. Each side is unique.

His hands hidden under his sleeves were sent uncontrollably to her. She looked down, and he stopped suddenly, only to take her sleeves, pretending to be calm: "You come, I have something to show you. "

She asked curiously, "What is it? What is it?"

Xiao Yan pinched her robe without letting go, and pulled forward gently, "Come with me."

She obediently obeyed.

Bypassing the screen, Luo Guo's table was full of golden jade bracelets.

Xiao Yan coughed, pointed at the jade bracelet of a table casually and said, "When I went to the street in the afternoon, I just passed by the spring pawnshop. I thought of your best efforts in the past few days. I have to give you a reward and I will redeem it for you. Gold jade bracelet. "

He deliberately added: "Don't thank me, just go."

Having said that, his eyes were aimed at her.

Sure enough, she had a happy expression on her face, Liang Jingjing smiled like a crescent moon, Yingying looked at him: "Thank you son."

She quickly picked out the pair that belonged to her from a pile of golden jade bracelets.

They sat down at the rosewood table, and he asked curiously, "Why did you pick it out at a glance? I see that these bracelets are all the same, there is no difference at all."

She took the bracelet and handed it to him, "My gold rim is lined with branches and the words are engraved on the inside of the bracelet."

She showed him that the "寐" was engraved on both bracelets.

He took her bracelet and said calmly, "I'll wear it for you."

She froze, and before he could react, he had been trapped in his palm. He moved too slowly, wearing a jade bracelet, slowly down from her fingertips, stuck on the back of the hand, unconsciously or unintentionally, the fiery fingertips fell back and forth, gently rubbing back and forth.

Soft hands, smooth and delicate, do not want to remove as soon as they touch.

Afraid that she could see the clues, he paused for a moment before finally putting the bracelet in.

Fortunately, there is one more.

He picked up the other one and was about to put it on for her. She said at this moment: "Son, you keep this bracelet."

The gold inlaid pattern on the bracelet is a branch.

In heaven I would like to be a wing bird, in the earth I would like to be a branch.

Xiao Min jumped suddenly.

Is she suggesting something?

Before he asked, she had got up and went outside.

He quickly called her, wanted to ask questions, but did not know what to say, and finally came up with the sentence: "Do you want the remaining bracelets?"

She shook her head: "I don't want it if it's not mine."

After that, she stepped out of the house.

Xiao Zheng looked at her gold and jade bracelet for a long time, then carefully took out the peony silk parcel he had hidden, wrapped the jade bracelet with silk parcel, and carried two things next to him.

Half a month later, the old lady Shouchen and Xiaofu opened their doors warmly.

The city's eminent officials came to congratulate, and even the emperor sent a valuable birthday gift.

The crowd was lively. Xiao Yan struck a dark red flower robe, standing upright, Yushu facing the wind, and the tall and handsome figure looked particularly bright. Thousands of gold in the city looked far away, looking through the autumn water, but no one dared to step forward, afraid of asking for nothing.

Xiao Xiao's harshness towards women made them almost think he might be as good as Long Yang.

How can a man not like a woman to cherish her flattery?

He's different.

Suddenly, they saw Xiao Yan's expression of joy, as if he had seen some rare treasures, and the cold face like an iceberg instantly gave birth to a warm sun, and went straight to somewhere. Take a look again. It turned out that a woman wearing a hooded hat and a fairy skirt came out from the side corner of the temple house. She could not see the shape, but only knew that her figure was like a willow, her shoulders were cut, her waist was about prime, and her lotus grew step by step. Temperament is excellent.

When Xiao Liao, a proud and arrogant gentleman, approached the woman, his voice became softer, and he couldn't hear what he said, except that the woman nodded and shook her head. Xiao seemed to be in a hurry. He wanted to pull forward, his hand just stretched out, and he hung in the air and dropped.

Xiao Yan glanced at the people around him, seeing that everyone was quietly looking to this side, he immediately showed the solemn and solemn appearance of ordinary days, and said in his mouth, toward Yun Yan, "You follow me."

They reached the place where no one was, and stood at the wind vent, her veil cap fluttered in the wind, slender and dangling, floating to his waist, entangled with the goldfish bag hanging on his jade belt.

She timidly reached out and wanted to untie: "I shouldn't have been dressed like this, now I'm just going back for a change."

The dresses and jewellery he sent, relying on the birthday of the old lady today, had to let her wear them out.

He choked her wrists and couldn't wait to ask her, "Why not go back and sit together? It's not for me, it's for the old lady. You know, she likes you."

She said: "I'm not Xiao family. There is no reason to sit up. I just went with the girls in the back cabin. The old lady's birthday, I've already congratulated her. Her old man doesn't account for this."

He blurted out: "I care." After saying that, Fang Jue was wrong, and immediately changed the reason: "Actually, that day, you promised me to find a woman who admired me, and I thought about finding a chance for you to see, you Sit with me, and I can show it to you so that you know, nine out of ten are my admirers. "

She laughed out loud: "My son, don't laugh."

He took a step forward, "I'm so good, all the girls in the city know that you don't know how good I am."

She shakes off his hand with a smile, and is about to leave, but the drooping under the hood is hooked with his goldfish bag. She wants to run, can't run, and has to turn around to solve it. , Simply remove the cap.

Xiao Yan grabbed her, "Go or not?"

She was very firm: "I love purity and I don't like liveliness."

He turned away in a sullen mood, holding her bonnet in his hand, and never returned it to her. I took a few steps and thought she would turn around, but I didn't think she had gone long ago. He was even more depressed.

He is indeed selfish today and wants everyone to have a look at her. I never knew she wouldn't show up at all, as if she hid deliberately, for she was afraid that others would see the magnificent face.

Xiao Zheng returned to the birthday party, and the old lady asked, "Where is Master A Yi?"

Xiao Yan hummed, "She went back to chanting."

The old lady frowned and looked at it. "It is reasonable for the Master to read the Scriptures and read the Scriptures. What are you upset about? You haven't married your wife because of your age, because you are too harsh on a woman. You have to be forced to cry before you. "

For the first time, Xiao Yan listened to the words of the old lady.

He asked, "Is grandson really harsh?"

The old lady whispered: "Not only harsh, but also cool. If you have a bad fault on an ordinary man, you would have been killed on the street."

Xiao Huan: "But because I am Xiao Huan, it attracts women more, doesn't it?"

The old lady was speechless, pretending that she hadn't heard anything, turned her head, and spoke to each other without a word.

Halfway through the birthday party, the housekeeper came hurriedly and said something in Xiao Yan's ear.

Xiao Yan's face changed, and he immediately got up and went inside.

"Is anyone caught?"

Housekeeper: "Thanks to the early detection, I have already caught it. He is a dead man. I want to take poison to commit suicide as soon as I get it.

Xiao Yan sneered, as if he were no longer frowning at the banquet.

The imposing manner above Su Ri's court was revealed, and half of the face hidden in the shadow was as terrible as Rakshasa.

What is he most afraid of? It's best to provoke him from the sidelines.

Lord Xiao, the first person in the world to be able to face, can tolerate everything, but the only thing he can't tolerate is that others will ruin his family's interest.

You can do it, but you should not choose it today, let alone the old lady's birthday party.

He slowly tossed out, although his voice was light, but every word was ruthless: "Don't let them die, peel or bone, fire or amputation. Within three days, I want the person behind me name."

The steward should say: "Yes."

He nodded, holding his hands behind his back, and paced back, and said in his mouth, "I have done a good job today, and I will reward you."

The housekeeper hesitated and didn't answer.

Xiao Yuan Yuguang glanced at: "Huh?"

Housekeeper: "This matter is not the credit of the villains, but the master's credit. She came to inform the villains in advance, and let the villains lead people to arrest the thieves."

Xiao Xun was in shape.

Rao is a steward and knows something is wrong.

How can a delicate woman know the intention of the thief in advance.

unless.

Is complicity.