Fuzhou gossip gl

When everyone arrived at a small shop in the mountains, it was already sunset.Fang Zhiyuan raised his hand to signal the convoy to stop.Looking at the sky, tonight is the appearance of the moon. According to this adult's past thoughts, he must travel the mountain road at night. The coachman was puzzled, so he couldn't help coming forward to ask.Fang Zhiyuan discussed with that person and decided to stay here overnight.Because he thought that bringing two girls with him this time was different from the past, so he planned to make some adjustments and set off at dawn tomorrow.He led the two girls out of the car, put on long robes to cover their tortured feet, and ordered a group of people to make a noise to cover their voices, and after moving to a secluded place, he said: "According to this process, we can arrive before dark tomorrow." Fuzhou."

Before the master could speak, Guan Xiaoqiu took the lead to answer, no wonder everyone couldn't see that this was to the old master and servant, more like a prudent elder sister, and a naughty younger sister.The little girl said with a smile: "I understand, the chariots and horses are chariots and horses after all, they are definitely not a horse. My elder sister is born a bit stubborn and doesn't like to eat people and rain. I hope you don't take offense."

Guan Yuzheng was silent at the side, thinking about Xiaoqiu talking, learning poetry with his young son, not knowing the reason, empty and empty, which pot is not open and which pot to lift.After much deliberation, she didn't know what to do, so she searched for Jian Fang, saluted and thanked her.Seeing that she still wanted to thank her, Fang Zhiyuan hurriedly said: "Miss Guan Xue, you don't need to be formal. I have already prepared the room and put all the changes of clothes in the room. Only one tool is needed for the shackles on the feet, and two people are needed. Wait." Seeing that he doesn't like to stick to etiquette, Guan Yuzhen pulled Xiaoqiu to nod his thanks, and said nothing more.

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The two went back to the room and took a rest. Before they could whisper about today's affairs, they heard the sound of fingers being locked.Standing outside the door was Fang Zhiyuan, the same young youth.Thinking back, it was the one who wanted to draw his sword just after entering the temple.In the middle of the night, Fang Zhiyuan didn't bother, and directly expressed his intentions: "Miss Guan, this is my escort, named Ling Qiao, and he is here to handcuff your feet."

Guan Yuzhen saw that the little brother was young, active by nature, active in mind, unable to calm down for a moment, and looked like he had practiced martial arts since childhood.It is also informal, without a word of greeting, he just pulls himself to sit on the chair.Fang Zhiyuan stood aside, feeling helpless against him, and coughed dryly: "Ling Qiao, the other is a girl's family, so don't tease him."

That Lingqiao replied "Hello", very casually, I don't know if he listened or not, but it is somewhat similar to his own maid.Guan Yuxuan couldn't help trying his mind, and asked with a smile, "I don't know where Brother Ling found the key?" At this age, I think it is the most happy thing to be asked by others.

I saw that pair of eyebrows and eyes, bright and full of spring, full of childish smiles, but he insisted on pretending to answer the four-character "Jianghu Road Number" in a deep way.After finishing speaking, the corners of his eyes were flying, and he picked up the small iron pestle in his hand and pried it easily.Guan Yufu hurriedly expressed his thanks, but Ling Qiao couldn't see this, so he waved his hands quickly and said, "No need, no need, I'm just a servant, don't need to thank me, you should thank my son if you want to thank me. The girl looks like a big family in Beijing Those who have done things have many rules." Hearing these words, Fang Zhiyuan coughed again.

Ling Qiao got up and saw another girl was still sitting by the bed, so he said: "My son just forbade me to be rude, girl, can you move to the chair by yourself?"

Guan Xiaoqiu said that Mr. Fang is okay, but that little brother is not, because he is not as smart as himself, so he replied: "No."

Thinking that Ling Qiao never expected to get such an answer, Guan Yufu hurriedly explained, "She fell in the temple with a surprised face."

Unexpectedly, the little brother stood there at a loss when he heard this, so he could only look back at his master.The masters of his family, like the masters of the Guan family, were watching the play, and they all smiled.

After the joke was over, Fang Zhiyuan stepped forward to make a rescue: "If it's inconvenient for Miss Guan Mei to move around, you can go to the bed and unlock her. I won't blame you. If you insist on pulling Miss Guan Mei to sit on the chair, I won't let you go." It will be your fault."

Na Lingqiao scratched his hair with his hands, suddenly realized, smiled foolishly, and went to unlock the lock.

After the two left, the girls began to whisper.

Guan Xiaoqiu felt relaxed with no weight on his feet, so he sat on the edge of the bed and kicked his legs happily, making Guan Yuxuan shake his head vigorously: "Stop moving around, your muscles and bones are already hurt, why do you still do this?" So naughty?" He said, wiping her face with a towel.

Unexpectedly, Guan Xiaoqiu replied confidently, "Isn't it because those people broke into the temple, and I fell to the ground because of a moment of nervousness. How can I be blamed?"

"Nonsense. What kind of people, now that others are kind to us, how can you call them that?" After finishing speaking, she pinched her nose.

Guan Xiaoqiu laughed, pulled the young lady's sleeve and said coquettishly, "Anyway, they can't hear it."

Guan Yukuo pressed her hand and said in a low voice, "Walls have ears."

Unexpectedly, the little girl made a lot of nonsensical reasons, and said sophistry: "But Mr. Fang, miss, you believe it, and now you want to go to Fuzhou with him. Such a gentleman, I think he won't care about this little girl."

"Full of nonsense." Guan Yuzheng wrung out the towel and threw the clean clothes to her, thinking about the nonsense that came out of this girl's mouth, but he didn't know how to refute it. Good people have done it to the end, but they can't find any faults.

After changing her clothes, Xiao Qiu felt bored, and when she thought about it, she tilted her head and said with a smile, "I said miss, this way..."

Guan Yuzhen was helpless, his brows and eyes drooped, as if all his energy had been lost, he said softly, "Huh?"

Guan Xiaoqiu hastily changed her words, and said: "Sister Xue, this Mr. Fang is so kind to us..." She turned her bright eyes, with intention in her eyes, she moved closer to Guan Yuzhen and said, "Is there a plan?"

"You and I are like this, what can we do?"

"Sister Xue is a smart person, why doesn't she know what my sister means? When I saw Mr. Fang, he didn't talk to me. He always talked to my sister first about everything. I'm all thinking about you, I'm afraid it's..."

Guan Yuzhen nodded her nose and said, "What are you afraid of? What do you mean you can only talk to me. I'm afraid that you have all your thoughts on him, so you come to make fun of me if you are unwilling?"

Guan Xiaoqiu was so anxious when she heard these words, she rushed forward, put her arms around Guan Yukuo and said, "How dare I? My heart and mind are all on Miss!"

"Um?"

Guan Xiaoqiu quickly let go, patted her face twice, and said, "It's all on my sister, it's all on my sister!"

Guan Yuxuan often hated himself for being soft-hearted. Every time he saw Xiao Qiu being childish, soft and cute, he couldn't say anything cruel, so he could only persuade him in a lukewarm way: "You, if you really care about it, you should come back sooner." Take some rest, don’t toss about non-stop.”

"Okay, okay, I was supposed to serve my sister, but now it's my sister serving me, washing my body, changing my clothes, I'm so embarrassed to think about it." Saying that, he got a bargain and sold it out, pulling the quilt fell asleep.Guan Yufu adjusted the quilt for her and told her to sleep well, and didn't say much else, for fear that she might suffer from some kind of disease.

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Revised on December 20150101, [-]