Mother's Chosen Master

There was a sound of changing clothes from inside, and through the bead curtain, it was hard to see clearly, and she vaguely saw someone boldly taking off her clothes, and the outer clothes fell on the ground in a ball, Jing Tong realized that she was actually He was peeking at his apprentice changing clothes, and turned away with a hot face.

She walked to the door, took a breath, and waited for the guys inside to change their clothes.

With a sound of "boom", something happened again.Jingtong opened her long legs and was about to go in. In case that guy was not dressed properly and naked, he would stop moving.

The voice of someone shouting pain inside, sincere and aggrieved, Jing Tong hesitated, who called the little slippery always loves to play tricks, thought of the moist temperature of the palm, clenched his fists, and waited to see if there was any fraud in it.

Clutching her head, oh, it's been a long time, but the master hasn't come in to see her, Nangong Suting yelled twice more perfunctorily, and got up in despair.

When dressing, she stepped on the hem and knocked her head on the round stool. Nangong Tingting tilted her head twice. Why did she feel that her neck became more stiff and her head was a little dizzy. It seems that she needs to drink some medicinal wine at night.

Someone came out with a sore heart, master, you don't care about me.

Hold your mouth, unhappy.

Alright, Jing Tong pulled someone to her side.

Nangong Tingting changed into a set of pink men's clothing, which further accentuated her fair and rosy face. Jingtong felt that there was not much difference from the usual clothes she wore in Mo Yunxuan, "This clothes are a bit big."

Nangong Jinting has grown rapidly in the past year, and many clothes are too small. This one was left in the back of the cabinet because of the wrong size at that time, and she just happened to rummage through it today.

"No way, the other ones I often wear are too small."

Jingtong smoothed her hair, "It's our son who has grown up, the master will help you tie your hair, that's great."

In the bronze mirror, the corners of someone's mouth raised, her eyes never moved away from Jingtong's face, seeing the master gently brushing her hair with a wooden comb, "Master."

"Ok?"

"It's nothing."

The voice lowered, Jing Tong looked in the mirror, met someone's eyes, smiled back at her, combed her hair and grabbed the back of her head, Jing Tong's mood became happy.

The subordinates tied the long flowing hair of Sui'er into a boy's bun. Her bun was neither too big nor too small, very moderate, especially matching her round head very well, and the whole bun was very delicate.

Seeing that the person in the mirror looked like a young man sculpted in jade, Nangong Suting was almost unrecognizable, obviously he was still himself.

"Master, you will also tie my hair in the future, um... I want to try all kinds of buns."

"You still think about the next time."

"That's right, Sui'er also wants to help the master comb his hair."

Nangong Tingting has already begun to imagine what kind of bun the master should wear.

Jingtong placed her hands on Nangong Tingting's shoulders, and the two looked at each other in the mirror again, their eyes glued together for a long time, unwilling to separate.

The change of clothes is not only to satisfy the master's curiosity, Nangong Tingting originally planned to take Jingtong to the night market, and for the first time, the master agreed to it without any hassle.Jingtong thought that if she didn't go with someone, she would have to stay and have dinner with them. She didn't like Sister Lan's faint eyes at the dinner table, and that person.

After talking to the servants below, Nangong Ting happily took her master out to play!

Damn little scoundrel, her father ordered the kitchen to prepare a day's meals early in the morning. Now, with so many dishes, how can two people finish them all?

Lan Zirui was resentful, she had no appetite, she had to go back to her room to rest after eating a few mouthfuls.

Seeing this, Nangong took a bowl of fish soup and followed behind, "Madam, at least drink some soup, it has been boiled for a long time."

After feeding her a sip of soup, Nangongzheng couldn't help persuading her, saying that his daughter-in-law hurts herself.When her daughter is older, she has her own ideas and plans to let her go. Just make sure she is happy and healthy. No matter how her parents are, they are the most important position in her heart, and no one can replace her.

"Look at you, and you said that I can't leave my daughter all day long. In fact, you can't let go of her the most in your heart!"

"Having said that, I think we've grown a lot in the past year. The frizzy and reckless problem is much better, and people are a little stronger. It seems that we haven't exercised less on weekdays. It's pretty good! Back then you sent her out to practice That's right! I shouldn't be angry at that time for my husband!"

Seeing that the bowl of soup was almost bottomed out, Nangong opened his mouth to drink the rest of the bowl, smashed it twice, and continued, "Didn't you hear that at noon today, Aping said that he has someone he likes? In a year or two, our daughter may get married! Maybe the next year we both will be able to hold a grandson and enjoy our old age peacefully."

When I heard Nangong Zheng say that I shouldn't be angry at that time, it was the right decision for her to send her daughter to Mo Yunxuan. She is now looking at Jingtong's sticky eyes, and she refuses to leave for a moment. She is so protective, she just wants to say you have it, it's a ghost that she wants to get married!And Xu Ping, he has been sneaking around for many months, this kid really has his eyes on Jing Tong.And enjoy the four words of old age, how can life be so happy, the blueprints have not been clarified until today, and the stable life will be gone one day.

Annoyed, I can only vent my anger on someone!

Wronged, they make you unhappy, why the unlucky ones are always husbands.

"Oh, ma'am, let go, it hurts!"

"Humph!"

Hesitating to speak, she can't conclude that Xu Ping just likes Jingtong. If he really likes Jingtong, she can't say anything. Nangong Zhengzheng has always been very new when it comes to his problems. Thinking of this makes her even more angry!

continue pinching~

Ah Zheng is suffering!No matter what you say, you will be tortured!

The private room of Xingyue Ancient Building is elegant and quiet, isolating all the hustle and bustle outside the building. Order a few famous side dishes and drink a sip of hot tea.

After she was full, Nangong Suting couldn't wait to take her master to South Street, where she used to go most often, not to gamble, but to find a small stall selling sugar paintings.

Someone is very specific about eating.

The old man who sells sugar paintings needless to say the craftsmanship of painting with sugar, as long as he saw the long queue.

"Let's line up together!"

Standing in the line, they seemed to be the focus of everyone's attention again, and they forgot that Nangong Sui was wearing men's clothes, and held hands in full view, fingers intertwined.

Jingtong noticed that everyone seemed to be looking at her and Ji'er. It was nothing at first, but then they talked loudly unless you were deaf and couldn't hear.

"Hey, this young man is so handsome! He looks like a big girl."

"The girl next to him is also beautiful. The young couple are both beautiful!"

"But I think that young man is much younger, he can't be a face-to-face!"

"Hahaha...it's hard to say, keep your voice down..."

The more she said, the more outrageous she became, Jing Tong's face sank, but her hand did not let go, she would not be as knowledgeable as a few ignorant women who love to gossip.

"Hey, what are you talking about!" A certain person glared angrily, and the women stopped.His face changed quickly, facing Jingtong, he smiled again, "Don't care about them."

"Ah."

After waiting for a while, it was finally their turn. There were already butterflies, puppies, and piglets on the stall, all kinds of cute animals were lifelike. The old man asked them enthusiastically which one they wanted?

Nangong Tingting asked Jingtong, it's a pity that the master has no love for sweets, she shook her head, or let her decide for herself, the corners of her mouth curled up, "Old man, where can your sugar painting skills rank in Yuecheng?"

"In Yuecheng, I have worked for more than 30 years, what do you think?"

"Brother Yun from West Street last time claimed that he is the best at making sugar paintings!"

The old man spat, very disdainful, "The boy is frivolous."

"Old man, can you draw people?"

"How difficult is it? Not only that, but it can also be three-dimensional. Who do you want to draw, tell me!"

The little slippery man successfully aroused the old man's fighting spirit, so he wanted to do something.

"she."

Tilting her head, Jingtong felt that there were stars in Nangong Ting's eyes.

"So the young master wanted to draw your wife!"

Before the candy was eaten, the word "lady" made someone's heart melt so sweetly, he generously took out a coin first.

How can a sugar painting be worth so much money? It's really a prodigal.

Someone ran to the old man with great interest to watch him paint with sugar, and Jingtong was not allowed to move for fear that it would affect the final effect of the work.

The aggressive method worked, the old man was dedicated and used all his housekeeping skills unreservedly. Suddenly, the good team stopped moving, and some people in the crowd were cursing. For this reason, Nangong Tingting simply bought all the sugar paintings on the booth and distributed them for free. I gave it to the people in the team, that's enough, you can stay cool when you get the things.

"Okay, son, let you do the last stroke."

"It's okay, just try it, and it will be fine if you connect it."

"It's… okay."

Glancing at the master again, he carefully connected the last stroke.

looks like?Glancing at the people around him, Tang Hua was holding it in his hand, reluctant to eat it, "Master, do you think she looks like you?"

"How do I know. And why did you draw me."

"Because..." Someone licked the sugar painting in his hand. If the climate is dry and low in winter, it can be preserved for a longer time. There is really no way in summer. If you don't eat it, it will melt. "Because I want to eat it for the master." Lose."

A certain person sucked her head, no, it was the head of a sugar man, very satisfied, wouldn't her toothache hurt if she ate too much?

"So sweet!"

"Master, do you want to have a bite too?"

"No."

Jing Tong didn't get into the crowd, the little guy panicked, and chased after her in a hurry, and bumped into someone, her first reaction was to protect her sugar painting, it didn't break, it didn't break, it didn't fall to the ground, that's great!Sticking out his tongue, he licked several mouthfuls like a baby.

Is there something wrong with this person? If he bumps into someone, he doesn't help him up and he doesn't apologize.

Duan Yixin's heart is complicated, the person he misses stands in front of him, but he doesn't look at her at all, just crazily licking sweets there.

Is there something wrong with my head? "Are you OK."

Um?Who is talking to me?

Look left and right, lower your head, "It's you!"

He still remembers me, Duan Yixin stretched out her hand blushing.

Why, Nangong Tingting was still eating candy, looking at her puzzled.