How can I always be treated as a woman

After breakfast, Jing Xing went to work in Lan Mansion as usual, and he was very satisfied to be recognized by everyone with his own ability.The housekeeper didn't tell Jing Xing the location of the staff's locker room, and Jing Xing didn't have this awareness because it was his first time to work.Therefore, Jing Xing went into Lan Wanhua's office to change clothes as a matter of course.

Because it was summer, the door of Lan Wanhua's office was open. As soon as Jing Xing approached, Lan Wanhua, who was leaning on the chaise longue beside the bed, found Jing Xing. He got up from the chair and went to the door to meet him in person. , said: "Jing Xing, it's so early! I thought you were going to sleep in. You didn't participate in Songlin's second game yesterday? Songlin and the others couldn't do without tobacco and alcohol when they got together! Every time you don't get drunk, it doesn't count. Things, I don't like to mix with them."

Thinking of the unexpected kiss last night, Jing Xing's face was a little red, so he arranged together with Lan Wanhua: "Yeah, it's like mud! Lu Songlin was so drunk that he couldn't move on the chair, and I helped him take a bath! "

Lan Wanhua narrowed her eyes slightly when she heard the words: "Did you help Songlin take a bath?"

Naturally, Jing Xing would not tell Lan Wanhua that he was kissed by Lu Songlin, so he rolled his eyes and said with a sly smile, "I used the shower to sober him up!"

Lan Wanhua heard the words and did not continue to ask, and then laughed: "You little fox! Didn't Songlin wake up in the morning to clean you up?"

"No! Lu Songlin doesn't remember anything!" Jing Xing was very proud of this!

After exchanging greetings with Lan Wanhua, Jing Xing went to the inner room to change clothes. Lan Mansion is positioned as high-end, so the work clothes are naturally well-made. Of course, the dressing steps are more complicated.Clothes are easy to talk about, as long as they are worn once, how to tie the belt and how to close the belt is not a problem, but Jing Xing is really at a loss when it comes to hair, sitting in front of the dressing table, Jing Xing is holding a hairpin to tie it up and down , but can only let the smooth hair slip through the fingers again and again.

"Why don't you cut it off!" Jing Xing couldn't help muttering.

"This is impossible!" At this moment, Lan Wanhua suddenly said, running his fingers through Jing Xing's black hair, "Such good hair, no matter how many people ask for it, Jing Xing couldn't bear to cut it. "

With half of her bangs left on her forehead, Lan Wanhua gently gathered Jing Xing's hair, wrapped a blue silk headband twice around, tied a simple knot, and gently tied the sandalwood hairpin. After looking twice, he looked at Jing Xing in the mirror, and smiled with satisfaction: "Look, how easy it is, next time Jing Xing can't do anything with this black hair, come to Lan Mansion to find me! Cut it!"

"Thank you, Brother Lang!" The messy hair was finally subdued, Jing Xing heaved a sigh of relief, and was about to stand up, but was held back by the force on his shoulders behind him and couldn't get up.

"Wait a little longer." Lan Wanhua stretched out his hand and planted a pomegranate flower from the potted pomegranate on the single seat next to him, took the scissors and cut it into a drop shape, and gently supported Jing Xing's chin with one hand, making him lean slightly towards her .

"Huh?" Seeing Lan Wanhua's finger sticking to the pomegranate petals slowly approaching, Jing Xing's pupils shrank, and subconsciously dodged backwards, but Lan Wanhua, who had quick eyes and quick hands, pointed at the center of his forehead.

"Okay." Lan Wanhua said.

Originally, Lan Wanhua took care of his hair by himself, but Jing Xing didn't think there was anything wrong with it. After all, modern people go out to get a haircut, are there not many people who are being manipulated by barbers?But the little pomegranate flower between the eyebrows made Jing Xing a little uncomfortable.

Jing Xing moved his head back, away from Lan Wanhua's right hand that had been supporting his chin.Turning his head to look at himself in the mirror, his originally delicate face was inexplicably charming because of this vermilion, Jing Xing couldn't help but say:

"It's too feminine."

"It's pretty." Lan Wanhua smiled, and stretched out her hand to press down Jing Xing's hand that wanted to fiddle with the petals on her forehead, "Just put it on, don't touch it, be careful not to drop it."

"Okay, you are the boss." Jing Xing muttered, causing Lan Wanhua to burst into laughter.

Soon, the butler knocked on the door and came in, saying that a customer had ordered Jing Xing's order, Jing Xing hurried away with the butler.

The private rooms in Lanfu are all decorated according to ancient allusions, like the "Pepper Room", which is suitable for female guests, and the decoration is like the harem of the Han Dynasty, with a faint fragrance floating in the room; The clear brook is lingering, and the sound of the water is murmuring; this time, the guests who ordered the scenic spot chose "Zhuge Cottage". There is a big round table with a maid standing in the middle to add food to the guests. In short, this is a very high-end place.

There are only 3 guests in this room, all of them are in their 60s and [-]s. They look like a literati. The chief seat is very rich, but his temperament is very restrained.

As soon as he entered the door, Jing Xing bowed slightly to the seat of the host at fifteen degrees, sat next to the piano case, and asked, "I don't know what song the guest wants to hear?"

"What are you good at?" asked the old man in the chief seat.

"It depends on what the guest needs." Jing Xing replied with a smile. After staying in the Lan Mansion for the past few days, he has also gained experience in what to say to someone. The old man didn't order the music directly, but asked what he was good at , just to say a few more words to relieve boredom, Jing Xing naturally wanted to be satisfied.

"Oh? How do you say it?" the old man in charge asked with great interest.

"If the guest doesn't listen to the music very much, but just find a boy to listen to something new, the boy recommends "High Mountain and Flowing Water". It is suitable for you to gather with friends and friends; if you are saying goodbye today, "Yangguan Sandie" is right for the theme; "Guangling San" can be used to show off skills to test and teach the boy's skills. The different purposes of the guests naturally have different tunes." Jing Xing replied.

"Let's listen to "Guangling San" then." A clear and serious old man next to him said.

"It seems that he is an expert." Jing Xing thought to himself, but he had to perform well.

Jing Xing bowed slightly to the seat, indicating to start. A maidservant brought clean water from a copper basin, cleaned his hands and burned incense, and Jing Xing raised his hand to pluck the strings.

The sympathetic music gradually rose, telling the story of the assassin Nie Zheng, and the melody of spear killing aroused the generosity and indignation in people's hearts. The four old men in the seat stopped moving after Jing Xing plucked the strings. Listen to the music attentively to show respect for Guqin.

After the song was over, Jing Xing bowed slightly to the seat again, and the seriousness on the old man's face seemed to have receded a little, and he said, "It's a bit hot."

"Thank you for your appreciation." Jing Xing expressed his gratitude generously.

"Haha! I'm just talking about Boy Lan's place. The food is delicious and the music is good. I'd like you to come here often!" said the fat old man.

"How can it compare to the home-cooked food of the old lady at home!" said an old man in a Chinese tunic suit.

"That's right, I'm going to go back and learn from Miss Rou. Hey, I really did not choose the wrong person!" The fat old man laughed, apparently he had a good relationship with the old man in the Chinese tunic suit.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, the sliding door opened, and Lan Wanhua's face appeared behind the door, Jing Xing was a little surprised.

"I heard that the three uncles are here. The younger generation came to say hello." Lan Wanhua Chong Jingxing nodded slightly, and said to the elders in the seat.

"Uncle, I've been here a few times, and I haven't seen you come to say hello, I'm afraid the ulterior motives are not drinking!" Mr. Fat, the chief seat, noticed the interaction between Lan Wanhua and Jing Xing, and teased.

"Uncle Liang, you are a frequent visitor. Doesn't it just make you feel uncomfortable if the younger generation comes to disturb you every time?" Lan Wanhua smiled, then turned to the old man Qinghuang and said, "Uncle Li, my kid is still good at playing the piano?"

"Much better than you kid!" The old man Qinghuang said with a heavy snort.

"As a layman, I can't comprehend the artistic conception of the guqin! How did the sound of the qin reach my uncle's ears?" Lan Wanhua said with a smile as if he didn't care about the old man's dissatisfaction.

Jing Xing was listening by the side, and it was not easy to interrupt, he just felt that Mr. Lan is such an elegant person, how could he be considered worldly?Mr. Lan must be humbled.

"You don't play the piano very well, but you're getting more and more tactful!" Uncle Li, an old man with a clear face, was still dissatisfied.

"My junior's piano is not very good, but Xiao is not bad. Why don't you play a piece of "Swordsman" with my little friend and toast the three uncles?" Lan Wanhua said, signaling to the waiter next to him to fetch Xiao.

"That's a good relationship! Xiaoaojianghu is good, lively and bold! It's not like Guangling San, too aggressive, not suitable for eating!" Uncle Liang is not as particular as Uncle Li. When eating, it should be lively, as if thinking of something, He turned his head and asked Jing Xing: "I heard that the little luthier only plays three pieces a day? I wonder if today's share is full?"

When Jing Xing heard this question, he was afraid of making an impression of airs in front of his elders, so he hurriedly shook his head, and didn't know how to explain it, so he just said, "No!"

"The rule of three songs for this day was originally established by me. It was only because Jing Xing came to work on the first day, and there were a lot of customers ordering, and his body was a little damaged. Although the Guqin needs to be practiced diligently, it is too late. There is a rule of only three songs a day. But this rule is made by people, since the three uncles are here, it is only right to add one or two more songs so that the three uncles can enjoy themselves!" Lan Wanhua saw the scene Xing Xing's face was rosy, but he thought it was quite cute, so he smoothed things over for him when he answered the words. After a few words, he not only ruled out the suspicion of Jing Xing's airs, but also alluded to the consideration of his body, so that the uncles would hold their hands high, just "one Two "Have fun, that's it.

"You brat!" The fat old man glanced at Jing Xing, then at Lan Wanhua, and said with a smile, "Swordsman, let's start!"

The song "Swordsman" comes from Mr. Jin Yong's famous book "Swordsman" (Is there anyone who doesn't know it? Haha), the TV of the same name invites everyone to compose the song, adapted from "The Mantra of Pure Heart and Universal Goodness", one piano and one flute, There is the friendship of Quyang Liu Zhengfeng, and the love of Linghu Chong and Ren Yingying. At this moment, Jing Xinglan Wanhua is playing, and there is inevitably a touch of lingering in the natural and generous, so that the three old gentlemen in the seat listened and smiled. Even if there is nothing between the boys now, there will definitely be something in the future!