The Sword of Fast Time Traveling Xiumei GL

The troupe owner and Nan Huaimu panicked together.It's just that the panic of the two is slightly different. The leader is worried about his fragile head, while Nan Huaimu is puzzled about his face.

The original owner, Nan Dahua, was about fifteen or sixteen years old, younger than Ming Qian. Although she looked a little thin due to malnutrition, after going through the tempering of Taoist swordsmanship, her body and bones would definitely become stronger day by day.Before that, she had also seen her own appearance from the surface of the water tank, and she felt that she was not ugly at all.

Nan Huaimu was still puzzled, but Ming Gong burst out laughing, leaned over and took Ming Qian's hand and said, "Big sister is right, this is indeed the ugliest one, and the one who sings the worst."

Ming Qian patted the hand wearing the white lace glove and said, "Be more disciplined."

Minggong persevered and let go, and then saw Nan Huaimu in a blink of an eye, took her as a target, swung the knife towards her, said a few words sarcastically, but was pulled back by the timid sister, and then stopped. mouthed.

At this time, Nan Huaimu knew the identity of the Taoist couple, so he hurriedly took two steps forward, and asked Ming Qian, "Miss, can you have dinner with me?" A well-regulated etiquette, very much like a gentleman in a European manor.

Ming Gong and Ming Rou were both a little dazed, but Ming Qian didn't like this. She put on a posture of a high-ranking person, and used a democratic tone and attitude to let Nan Huaimu go. In order to struggle and resist, he finally broke through the shackles of the class leader, ran to sit next to Ming Qian, and chatted with her.

Ming Qian didn't know what he was thinking, so he started chatting with Nan Huaimu's words.

Nan Huaimu asked, "Apart from listening to operas, what else do you like?"

Ming Qian tapped his knees with his fingers and said, "You're talking like I like to listen to dramas."

Nan Huaimu stared at the small red mole at the corner of Ming Qian's eyes, and asked with a smile: "Why, don't you like to hear it? Then why did you specify that you want to look at my eyes?"

Ming Qian said, "Don't be ashamed."

The two are very intimate in every move, like acquaintances who have known each other for a long time.Ming Gong on the side saw this and felt that it was against science, so he came over and decided to tear the two apart, so that his big sister would not be soiled by that messy mess.

So Nan Huaimu looked at Ming Gong already very upset, but couldn't bear the fact that the Taoist couple still loved the youngest girl in the family, so he had to put on a face and asked Ming Qian again if he wanted to have dinner together tonight.

Ming Qian hadn't answered yet, Ming Gong defended her sister and said, "Would you like to eat the wild food on the roadside with you? Big sister will eat up her stomach, and we have to go to the Lou's mansion to attend a banquet tonight. How can I have time to meet with you?" What kind of brown rice and vegetables do you eat?"

After hearing this, Nan Huaimu leaned forward to look at Ming Qian and asked, "Eating is naturally better than any banquet. Do you want to eat Western or local dishes, I can cook them all for you."

This trick was a rascal to the extreme, Ming Gong thought in his heart, he had hundreds of words to sneer back at, but all her rebuttals seemed pale and powerless under the shameless comparison.

Nan Huaimu told Ming Qian a few local dishes, including Sichuan spicy dishes and Cantonese dishes. After hearing this, Ming Qian moved slightly. She was used to eating spicy dishes in the Northwest. , I asked the kitchen to make some spicy food, but after eating, for some reason, a red rash appeared all over my body, it was itchy, and even my private parts were a little hot.She is not easy to tell outsiders, and resumed the list of food, but she still misses the taste of Northwest food in her heart.

Now that he heard that Nan Huaimu could cook, he asked, "What dishes do you know?"

Nan Huaimu smiled and listed the names of some dishes, all of which Ming Qian had seen and eaten in the northwest.

Ming Qian leaned on the back of the sofa and said lightly: "Okay, follow me and cook for me."

Nan Huaimu said, "Okay."

Ming Gong almost cried out when he heard that, just a few ambassadors from the side came over, holding a Chinese newspaper in their hands, saying that the discussion was almost done, and they were going back to rest for a while, and they would continue to attend the banquet in the evening.

Ming Qian was too lazy to get up, continued to sit lazily, waved and said, "See you tonight." Then he said to the troupe master who had been huddled by the side, "Go back too, I will rent this person for a while."

The class leader almost kowtowed his head in gratitude, and hurried to the backstage hunched over.

Ming Qian drove away the two sisters Ming Gong and Ming Rou. When there was no one around, she looked at Nan Huaimu's face with a smile in her eyes. It was rare for her to stand up actively and lead Nan Huaimu into the toilet.

She fetched a basin of water and asked Nan Huaimu to wash her face clean. Nan Huaimu followed suit. After washing out a basin of flour, she revealed her white and unstained face. The whole face was pale. The colors, including the eyeballs, seemed to be tinged with blue in the darkness.

Ming Qian helped her wipe the drops of water dripping down her neck, and said, "It's not too ugly to look at."

Nan Huaimu grinned, grabbed Ming Qian's hand and kissed it twice.

Ming Qian felt an itch go directly to his heart, so he wiped Nan Huaimu's lips with the one he was kissing, and said, "Do you know what you are doing?"

Nan Huaimu had just taken off Du Liniang's gown, her wet hair was sticking to her forehead, her face was immature, and she was smaller than actors of the same age, and the years of practice just made her body look slender.

She wanted to hug her Taoist companion, walked over, and put her arms around Ming Qian.But because of the difference in height, she could only touch Ming Qian's chin.

Ming Qian took this action as a little pet's coquettish, stroked Funan Huaimu's back, and quickly pushed her away.

"Follow me from now on." Ming Qian scratched Nan Huaimu's chin and said, she felt that this little opera singer was extremely attractive to her, and she felt a sense of fullness in her heart just by taking a cursory glance. .Although there were cats and dogs in the big yard, she didn't go around pets, nor did she have the habit of scratching her chin.Now that she did this to the little actor, a smile appeared in her eyes, and she felt the joy of raising a pet for the first time.

Nan Huaimu couldn't wish for it and said, "Of course it's good."