Tong Yangxiao's "daughter-in-law"

But he could only look at Nalan Xuanxi helplessly, glanced at him with such cold and indifferent eyes, then turned around and walked away, leaving behind a voice full of threats and contempt that slowly echoed away. Come, "Anling in my heart is unique."

Staring at Nalan Xuanxi's leaving back, Yan Lian frowned tightly, and bit her lower lip angrily. After watching for an unknown amount of time, he suddenly loosened her brows and smiled strangely. stand up.

Turning her head and walking back slowly, she plucked a peony again, and Yan Lian said to herself lightly, "If you can really refuse me, why did your body feel a little stiff at that moment? Why did you have a moment of pain? What about the trance? Believe that one day, I don’t need this face anymore and I can get what I want, the game has just begun...hehe..."

"Master!" An angry voice suddenly resounded through the room, as if no one was paying attention, Qing Lingling's voice was a little higher again, "Nangong Ye! If you dare to rub this on my face, try it!"

After a while, another slight sigh came out, and a magnetic and somewhat lazy voice said, "Why is the lady called her husband's name? Can't you be obedient, lady? You can see for yourself." , the eyebrow on the right is painted..."

The waiter in the inn secretly smiled, and continued to sit outside the door listening to the young couple who stayed in last night flirting and cursing. His experience told him that the development in the future would definitely be more interesting. An aggrieved voice came from inside, "Ah! It's so ugly! The young master is bullying others, and An Ling's eyebrows have been painted so badly by you!"

Covering his mouth and smirking, the waiter at the inn heard from a scholar that it was a sign of love for his husband to draw eyebrows for his wife, and he couldn't help feeling a little envious, thinking that it would be time to marry a daughter-in-law too!

After thinking about it, the door suddenly opened, but before the inn waiter could hide, he could only stare blankly at the "girl" in a long pink dress in front of him.

I saw that "she" had big eyes, long and thick eyelashes, black and beautiful, and a faint blush on her face, but it was not the tacky rouge smeared, it was really rosy and fragrant. Skin race snow.

However, the most wonderful thing is still the pair of slender willow eyebrows, because they have been carefully traced with eyebrow pencils, they are thin and long and gently raised at the end of the eyebrows, the color is neither light nor heavy, and because the long forehead hair is lifted The red birthmark on the corner of the right eyebrow dotted with a pair of eyebrows is even more beautiful.

Being stared at by others, the "girl" seemed a little bit ashamed and unhappy, and "she" pursed her mouth, stared at the inn's second child with big eyes and snorted heavily, and said viciously with her pink cheeks, "Don't look at it, don't look at it, what's so interesting!" Then "she" ran away with her skirt lifted.

His eyes followed the beautiful man involuntarily. The waiter in the inn swallowed his saliva lightly, and then he felt a hard knock on the top of his head. He opened his eyes angrily and turned his head, only to see a man in white brocade clothes holding a hand holding his hand. A handsome young man with a folding fan.

I saw this young man had a handsome face, but at this time his eyes were slightly narrowed, showing that the corners of his raised eyes were a bit more mysterious, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his smile gave people a kind of ambiguity. The feeling of deterrence.

Swallowing in fear, the waiter in the inn said in a low voice, "Why did the guest officer hit me on the head?"

However, the young man suddenly smiled, and lightly tapped the head of the waiter in the inn again with a folding fan. He raised his eyebrows with a sense of pride, and asked lightly, "Is my wife beautiful? The eyebrows I painted for him Isn't it beautiful?"

Nodding his head hastily, Xiao Er thought of the little beauty who surprised him just now, and smiled silly with aftertaste, "It's beautiful, it's really beautiful..."

After getting the answer he wanted, Nangong Ye ignored the foolish appearance of the waiter in the inn, tapped his left palm with a folding fan with one hand, and walked downstairs in a leisurely manner full of satisfaction.

When Nangong Ye came downstairs, he happened to see his little daughter-in-law puffing her cheeks full of annoyance, her big eyes staring at every man and woman who looked at him with admiration or teasing.

An Lingqing held his face in both hands, and after thinking about it, he resisted the urge to take off all the beads on his head and take off this very inconvenient pink dress. After all, he lost the bet last night, and he is willing to admit defeat , he is a little gentleman!

However, being stared at by everyone like this, An Lingqing was really uneasy and a little embarrassed, because what he was thinking at this moment was: Isn't it just men wearing women's clothes?Is it so strange?Everyone stared at me, even if a man is ugly in women's clothing, he doesn't have to stare at me like this!An Ling didn't do it on purpose...it's all because of the young master who made me wear women's clothes and draw my eyebrows!I'm furious!

Although Nangong Ye felt that bullying his daughter-in-law was a very interesting thing, but being looked at by so many people with coveted eyes on his daughter-in-law, the comfort in his heart slowly turned into displeasure. At this moment, Nangong Ye felt a little bit He regretted letting An Lingqing wear women's clothing for a day for his own petty mischief.

The little daughter-in-law belongs to him alone, don't look at it, look at it and dig out your eyeballs!

He glanced coldly at the crowd, but found that no one paid attention to him. For a moment, Nangong Ye thought even more angrily: Look who these are!For the sake of beauty, I don't care about anything!

Hmph... I want you to see who this delicate beauty belongs to!

Slightly squinting his eyes, Nangong Ye put on a wretched smile on his face, then walked towards the table where An Lingqing was sitting with an arrogant fan on his face. Picking up An Lingqing's chin, he teased, "Is the little beauty alone?"

A little surprised by Nangong Ye's actions and words, An Lingqing's eyes were tinged with doubts, and he was about to ask, but saw Nangong Ye retracted his folding fan, sitting beside him, and said frivolously, "Since The little beauty is alone, don't you mind my young master's company?"

Saying that, Nangong Ye put one arm around An Lingqing's waist, wiped the oil with the other hand, picked up a vegetable leaf with a serious face, fed it to An Lingqing's mouth, and said flatteringly, "Come here, little beauty." How about a taste?"

An Lingqing subconsciously opened his mouth to eat, but still looked at him suspiciously, but saw Nangong Ye blinked at him lightly, squeezed his waist lightly with one hand, smiled wickedly, Zi'an Lingqing felt his face was burning, and lowered his head shyly.

The young master has such a good smile!You still pinch my waist, you know it...you're really cheeky...

Seeing An Lingqing's cheeks blushing, Nangong Ye was ready to bow his head for a kiss full of joy, but at this moment, a righteous voice came from behind, "Bold flower picker, even flirting with good women in public, don't let him go!" Your dog's paw!"

Secretly tickling the corners of his lips in amusement, Nangong Ye suddenly felt that the matter was more interesting... because this voice was a little too familiar...

Under the heavy curtain, Mo Chou Tang, slender and slender after lying down.

The life of the goddess was originally a dream, and my sister-in-law lived in Benwu Lang.

The storm does not believe that Lingzhi is weak, who will teach the fragrance of bay leaves in the moon dew?

Straight lovesickness is useless, but melancholy is innocent.

The author has something to say: I bow first, because I have been feeling unwell for the past few days, and I haven’t updated the article. I caught the train yesterday and returned to Beijing this morning. I will update the article soon. In the coming days, I will definitely update it every day!Then this article has been dragged on for a long time, I want to end it soon, I always want to write a new pit lately~~ I think the story of "Male Beloved: Hao Leng Ruxue" must be very interesting~~ Thank you for your support

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55, Chapter 54

The people in the inn saw the little beauty with pink make-up being molested. In fact, several people couldn't help but want to "fight the injustice", but they were shocked by the strong aura emanating from Nangong Ye, so they kept watching. Take action, just wait for someone to be the first bird, and they will follow along to show off.

Hearing this crisp but righteous voice, a few people who wanted to show off in front of the little beauty also began to chime in and scold Nangong Ye as a "disciple". He got up and shouted sharply, "Someone is so presumptuous here, first ask me if the knife in my hand is allowed!"

Smiling softly, Nangong Ye hooked An Lingqing's waist with one hand, hugged him and put him on his lap. With a provocative smile, he waved the folding fan with one hand, shaking it gracefully and gracefully. Nangong Ye glanced at the fan indifferently. The gangsters who wanted to rush up after seeing this scene said leisurely and slowly, "Can't you even recognize your own young master? Stupid."

And An Ling recognized Mu Nan's voice early in the morning when he was shouting angrily, but when he thought of his appearance in women's clothing at this time, he was embarrassed and did not dare to raise his head let alone speak. Now Nangong Ye picked him up, He immediately buried his face in Nangong Ye's chest, for fear that Mu Nan would recognize him, after all, he didn't want people familiar with him to see what he thought was a very strange look at this moment.

Hearing Nangong Ye's voice, Mu Nan was obviously stunned in disbelief. However, when he saw Nangong Ye turned his head and smiled maliciously, Mu Nan's nose soured and tears flowed down his face. It fell straight down from his eyes, and he called out tremblingly, "Master..."

This call was full of sadness, sorrow, and grievances, and the smile on the corner of Nangong Ye's mouth froze when he called, and he even shuddered greatly. He felt that calling him Mu Nan in such a tone was really unbearable. He coughed lightly to cover up and asked, "What's the matter?"

Since then, hearing Nangong Ye's voice, Mu Nan finally seemed to find himself.