[Longmen] Quiet and cute social animal recognizes big brother online

Alyssa turned over and got out of bed, took out her money bag and took out the bank notes folded into small squares. One day, when she saw the PUA leader, she would definitely throw it in his face and yell at him domineeringly, "Fuck you little piggy!" strange'.

Imagine how she scolded him in the meeting scene, how to find the coolness of the scene, thought a lot, thought about the later, sulked with puffy face, no matter how much he said, he still didn't understand, and he didn't know where... probably Really gone.

She poked the silver ticket, Yuhuatian, you rotten tomato, rotten winter melon, stinky house!Where have you been, how are you doing, how is your injury?You see you are so thin, you can't be picky eaters, picky eaters are not good, and picky eaters won't hurt you.

I am annoyed why I think about this PUA leader, but I can't help thinking about it, I am annoyed, and I want to think about it again, like being possessed by a demon, and a vicious circle begins.

Pick up a paintbrush and devote yourself to painting, let’s just paint daisies. The suburbs of Florence in spring are full of such flowers. The petals are long and curly and shiny, just like a girl’s soft long hair, white, yellow, and yellow. The pink ones are all over the mountains and plains, free and romantic, and they will bloom until early summer.

Girls like to use it for divination. Pick one at random, peel off each piece, and silently say "like" and "dislike" in your heart. The last piece is the answer. If you are not satisfied with the result, you can continue. Don't worry if there will be no more. The same one next year In season, it will bloom more vigorously and luxuriantly.

Picking petals can be used for divination, and the same is true for painting petals. She drew each petal, one, two, and three in the divination of "Yuhuatian is a stinky residence" and "Yuhuatian is a rotten tomato". ..a large cluster of pure white daisies, the soft watercolor gives people a kind of gentle innocence, it is vivid on the paper, quiet but firmly grasps people's sight.

When Zhao Ting saw this painting, he was amazed by it. It poured all the gentleness and brightness of the painter, and it was like burning with his fingertips.

"what is this flower?"

"Daisy, the flower language is the love hidden deep in the heart. If a boy or girl has a crush on someone, he will send a bouquet of such flowers to the other party."

After drying the watercolors all night, Alisa carefully took the painting off the drawing board. This was the most satisfying one among more than ten paintings drawn in five days regardless of day and night. "I haven't mounted the painting yet. You can send it to your master."

Zhao Ting hurriedly bowed his hands, "I heard from the maid that the girl is not eating well. If she knew that the girl would be so sad, the villain would never talk nonsense."

He raised his head and glanced at her blue eye sockets, "The little man asked the doctor to come and see the girl."

Alyssa rubbed her eyes, and a feeling of sleepiness flooded her body. As long as she concentrated on one thing, she could forget about eating and sleeping, and turned upside down day and night. This is a bad problem left by social animals working overtime.

"It's not that serious, it's good to sleep, but if I sleep now, the painting will be delayed."

Zhao Ting took the drawing paper from her hand, "Leave trivial matters like this to the villain, and the girl can rest assured."

"I'm bothering you again." Alyssa is not the kind of person who only takes people and doesn't know how to return them. She told him that this kind of painting should be framed in a wooden frame and hung on the wall to look good. She also talked about the size. Thinking of Zhao Ting Been busy with her business.

"Zhao Ting, I think I have to do something to thank you."

Zhao Ting was stunned, with a respectful expression, "It's all a villain's job, you don't need to thank me, you... take care of yourself, the villain will not disturb the girl's rest."

After talking a lot, Alisa felt her eyelids were heavy, and continued without leaving Zhao Ting, and she forgot how she lay on the bed later, and then opened her eyes, and a bearded uncle dressed like a doctor stood in front of the bed, holding an old Long needles, longer than her index finger.

Not knowing whether to scream at the stranger first or screaming at the needle longer than her index finger, her head became dazed and she couldn't make a sound, as if someone was screaming for her.

"The girl is awake."

I don't know who yelled, Alisa was dizzy and there was only one feeling - hot, the whole body fell into the oven, and then thirst, the water in her body was evaporated.

She still retains a bit of sanity, and can swallow the water fed to her mouth and slide over her taste buds. The water is bitter and sour... too thirsty, and she will swallow it well if she doesn't like it.

Zhao Ting watched the maid feed the medicine with his own eyes, then he turned his head and asked someone to go out for a detailed discussion.

"How is the girl?"

Li Huaiying said, "The long-term eating disorder first hurt the spleen and stomach, and then lost the spirit after days of exhaustion, and the essence and energy were damaged. When I caught a cold, I fell asleep and had a fever. After I woke up with silver needles, I was able to drink medicine. It's not a big problem. It's not a big problem. I will try again after a while." Feed rice soup and rice porridge, and then eat something light and easy to digest."

"She's young, just rest and rest for a while, and she'll have to take it seriously in the future. You'll be sick from overwork, and you know better than me." His tone was filled with complaints, and everyone could hear who he was complaining about.

Zhao Ting weighed it up, took out his purse from his cuff and handed it over, "Thank you, Doctor Li."

"Don't thank me in advance. The day before yesterday I asked for the pulse of the Governor." Li Huaiying put it in his sleeves, and his frowning relaxed a little, but the doctor's parents couldn't help nagging, "...the medicine can't be stopped."

Zhao Ting had a sad face, "We have a lot of affairs in the West Factory, and everything is inseparable from the supervisor. You know that the supervisor is used to it. Our family can only serve carefully by the side."

Since persuasion is useless, talking too much is nonsense, the servant sent Li Yuyi out, Zhao Ting did not dare to slack off and stayed outside, taking medicine|sex| seizures, the maid went back and forth to wipe and feed the person, and changed the underwear Four or five sets, it was getting late when the body temperature stabilized.

He was slightly relieved, and sent someone to enter the palace in the afternoon. The governor should know, but if there is no news, will he stay in the palace today as usual?

The porter came to report that the governor had returned.

Zhao Ting's eyelids twitched, and he hurriedly got up to meet him. He hurriedly caught up with the governor to step into the gate of the front yard, and his dark blue clothes dangled.

He leaned down, "Master."

Yu Huatian's face was as gorgeous as peaches and plums, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and his eyes were full of cold eyes.

"What about people?"

Zhao Ting reported truthfully, "Young lady had a fever at noon. Doctor Li just took a bath today. The servant invited me to come and see him in private. I was exhausted and caught a cold. After taking medicine, I was sweating all over in the afternoon. I woke up in the middle and drank a drink. I drank a bowl of rice soup and fell asleep again at this moment."

"Why bother?"

His voice was soft and slow, like blowing a breeze. Zhao Ting felt that the wind was two hundred loads on the back of his neck, and he couldn't lift his head.

"The girl said that she wanted to thank the governor for taking care of her. She painted a picture for a few days and wanted to send it to the governor."

Yuhuatian's pace was slightly slow, and he strode in again. Zhao Ting followed closely and entered the backyard. Chuncao Chunyue knelt under the porch and went into the room without looking.

Zhao Ting was outside the door with the maid, but he didn't dare to go in. In the past, he could at least guess a little bit, but today he was at a loss. Should the maid kneeling on the ground be punished or not?

"What are you still doing!"

The two maids got up tremblingly, waking up like a dream because they had escaped a catastrophe, "Thank you, thank you, father-in-law."

Zhao Ting waved back the two of them, presumably the governor didn't want to be disturbed at the moment.

How long have you not seen each other?

— 190 for three days.

Yu Huatian clicked his tongue and laughed at the bad time for his good memory. He regretted coming in. He said that if he never saw her again, he should not see her until death. Not like the cold-blooded and ruthless he showed in front of the world, she is really a scourge.

"..Bianzhen is free and easy. What do you come to Beijing for? You like it here? You don't like rules, you don't like people around you, you don't like this luxurious room..." Yu Huatian stroked the tassel and murmured Muttering to himself, "You still don't like my mansion, you want to leave with all your heart."

He sat on the side of the bed, looking at the little girl in the soft and luxurious silk and satin for a moment, the residual high fever and blush on her face were like her ignorance and shyness. It feels soft, soft, and weak.

His hand fell on his neck, which was no different from what he imagined, but he didn't have a trace of joy, Qingjuan's face was full of coldness, "I want to kill you...you know? I think many times...the first time I saw you, Up to now..I am very embarrassed."

After the vague whispers, there was a long silence.

"What about painting?"

Zhao Ting stood outside the door, heard the voice, and immediately replied, "Your servant will keep it." He looked around the room quietly, quietly.

A piece of sleeve robe brushed past him, he retracted his peripheral vision, and whispered into his ear, "Bring to the study."

"The two maidservants, Zhao Ting, you handle it."

Zhao Ting, "What should the girl say? She has a keen mind, and I'm afraid I can't hide it from her."

"Zhao Ting, how long have you been with me?"

Yu Huatian picked up the ending sound, scattered in Zhao Ting's ears, like thunder and thunder, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he wanted to slap himself.

"The slave knows how to deal with it."

The forbidden place of the mansion - the side room of the main courtyard, was managed by Zhao Ting in the past, and the servants were not allowed to approach. He worked carefully and did not return for many days. There was no dust on the desk, not even a thin layer of dust.

There is a copy of "Ancient and Modern Worthy Essays" on the desk. The corners of the book are slightly curled up, which should be caused by reading it countless times.

Yu Huatian casually flipped it over, pointing to a page, where there was a piece of letter paper, compared to the paper quality of the book, it was yellow and old, and there were traces of being torn and re-glued, and it would fall apart with the slightest touch .

When Zhao Ting came in, the person sitting behind the desk supported his forehead with one hand, his eyes were closed, and the word "Chuan" was raised on his brows. For the second time, I still couldn't see the handwriting on it clearly. I'm afraid only the governor would know what was originally written.

The painting was on the desk, and he was about to leave quietly.

"Zhao Ting."

"The slave is here."

Zhao Ting didn't feel that the governor didn't know that he came in, so he responded naturally.

"When she recovers, let her go wherever she wants."

"Yes."

The illness came on suddenly, and Alisa didn't even realize it. Her body was taken away by someone and she felt limp all over her body. The vigorous ones are the same as weeds, but after a day's work, people are a little weak, and they can already eat normally.

Alisa dug a spoonful of japonica rice and sesame porridge to nourish the stomach, and Zhao Ting said beside him, "The house where the girl lives will be ready in two days.. The wood and tiles used..."

Feeling that the porridge in her mouth was no longer fragrant, she stole a glance at him.

Zhao Ting had no expression on his face, "Girls eat girls, villains say villains."

When Alisa got up, she found that the maid she knew was gone, and two strange faces were replaced. Zhao Ting didn't explain directly. She didn't dare to ask, and she could guess that she was sick.

After reading the cost of labor and materials used, Zhao Ting said, "Yesterday, the master came to see that the girl was asleep and did not come in."

Even the host family was alarmed, Alisa was super guilty, "I'm very, very sorry."

Seeing her guilty face, Zhao Ting withdrew his original seriousness and said softly, "Master likes Miss's paintings very much."

Alisa was stunned, "Like it?" It was a lie to be told that she was unhappy, she frowned, and when she smiled, small swirls appeared on the corners of her mouth, as sweet as honey.

"It's fine if you like it, it's fine if you like it, Zhao Ting, don't blame Chuncao Chunyue for my illness, it's my own carelessness."

After Zhao Ting's little rain, Ji Qing immediately retracted, with a straight face.

"Girl can rest assured to recover from her illness, and there is no need to worry about other things."

Alisa held the bowl and drank the porridge cowardly.