Master fake high cold

Mu Lan lowered her eyes and said nothing, the master really likes her secretly, really likes her, God, what should I do if my heart is so messed up.

But she still bears the vengeance of killing her life, and she has no intention of talking about love at the moment, should she refuse?

Master will be sad.

So let's pretend we didn't hear it. The scenery outside the window is pretty good. What should we have for dinner?

Li Jubai looked at the person who seemed to have been punctured and didn't dare to look at him. She raised her eyebrows quietly, and her heart felt a little throbbing that she had never felt before.

All the previous things were just guesses, and now I have confirmed my mind.

When Lu Jing went upstairs, Mu Lan remembered the mood when she took care of Li Jubai for lunch at noon, and wanted to eat hot pot on a whim.

A trace of disapproval flashed across Li Jubai's indifferent face, and then he had no choice but to give up.

It must be very hard for this person to have a crush on him for so long.

It's rare to express your thoughts, and it's understandable to want to eat something you like.

If you heat the pot twice a day, you probably won’t get angry. Let’s let it go for a while today, and start paying attention to your diet tomorrow.

From now on, I can't let her come all the time, no matter how delicious the food is, I shouldn't be greedy.

When eating, Mu Lan looked at the rare person who was smiling all the time, and thought that Master also loves to eat this hot pot, and the person who is always cold at ordinary times smiles so softly.

It seems that she can continue to arrange to come upstairs tomorrow. She decided to eat at least three days in a row to make up for the previous six months.

However, her behavior was ruthlessly stopped the next day.

"If the water is too full, it will overflow." Li Jubai's face was light, and he relentlessly put an end to such behavior.

Mu Lan understood what it meant as soon as she heard it, she glanced at the master and then at the sign upstairs, she was hesitant in her heart, should she insist on eating hot pot again?

Li Jubai's face was indifferent, showing no sign of compromise.

Mu Lan swallowed her saliva, inexplicably feeling guilty, she still didn't insist.

She had an idea, and said solemnly: "Master, it's better to hit the sun than to choose a day. Why don't we go to the Shangshu Mansion." There is also a hot pot in the Shangshu Mansion's kitchen. She has become more and more witty.

Li Jubai was silent, secretly thought that Mrs. Qiu and Mrs. Qiu are mother and daughter, the two have exactly the same temperament when they think about it, why didn't they notice it before?

Could it be that after returning to the capital and the place where he grew up, his nature began to be slowly released?

She pursed her lips and said, "I'm in a hurry to go out today, and I haven't picked a gift for the second elder yet, so let's choose another day."

Mu Lan was silent for a while, Dao was half higher than Mo, no, she can't admit defeat as the eldest lady of Shangshufu.

"It's really impossible for us to pick out any presents for our own home. Let's go to Shangshu Mansion just in time for dinner."

Li Jubai was unmoved after hearing this, and just looked at Mu Lan quietly.

Mu Lan blinked her eyes, a hint of cunning flashed in her beautiful peach eyes, she moved closer and grabbed Li Jubai's sleeve and shook it lightly: "Master, I'm homesick."

Li Jubai's expression loosened a little, and this person was pushing forward again.

She took a deep breath, with a familiar look of indulgence in her eyes: "Today is up to you. We have been in Beijing for two days. Don't forget about business. No matter what you do, you must not forget to study and learn." I will try.

Mu Lan nodded hastily, the master is indeed the same as her mother, the most soft-hearted, and has no resistance to her coquettishness.

Seeing her happy face, Li Jubai seemed to have a look of pride flashing in her bright eyes, she slowly bent her lips, and the throbbing in her heart increased even more.

After all, she is five years younger than her, and still has the freshness and vigor of a girl on her body, so she doesn't look like herself.

She remembered that three years ago, when she came back from the list, the person who was going to get married was suddenly annulled. Those whispers seemed to have substance, alluding to her Kefu, otherwise how could the Shaowang family, who had always been famous for their talents, fail the list? Although she was unknown, she won the first place in one fell swoop.

Li Jubai smiled self-deprecatingly, what makes him famous is that he likes to show off, and those who want to curry favor can brag vigorously, that's how the so-called talent and fame come about.

And she devoted herself to studying, didn't like to socialize, and didn't like to show off, so she became the one who was always a foil.

After all, this world is too harsh on women, so she went to the county school to be an idle teacher.

I thought that I would live my life without desires and desires, but unexpectedly this person broke in.

With full of thoughts and youthful impulsiveness, she broke into her life just like that, although she was secretly in love with her, but her thoughts were clearly revealed.

Mu Lan didn't know that Li Jubai had thought so much, she walked towards the Qiu Mansion full of anticipation, full of thoughts that she could eat hot pot again, she was simply too smart.

Because the inn was only one street away from Qiu's mansion, they didn't go back to the inn to take a carriage, but walked all the way to Qiu's mansion.

Li Jubai didn't know the preferences of Qiu Shangshu and his wife, but Mu Lan felt that there was no need to buy gifts, so as not to meet outsiders.

So Li Jubai can only follow the preferences of ordinary people.

He bought a good duan inkstone for Qiu Shangshu, and a set of expensive rouge for Mrs. Qiu. Mu Lan was speechless when she saw it.

Thinking about how she came to propose marriage with nothing in the first place, and in the end, she let Father Mu beat the wind and got 50 taels of silver from Father Li, and she suddenly felt bad.

In the future, if there is a chance, I must prepare a heavy gift for my father-in-law, so that she will not be inferior to my master. The dignified daughter of the Shangshu Mansion must not lose face.

Each of them carried a gift and walked towards Qiu's mansion. Seeing that they were about to arrive, Mu Lan looked at the gate of Qiu's mansion ahead but stopped in her tracks.

Li Jubai saw Mu Lan's face suddenly changed, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

The corner of Mu Lan's mouth twitched, and she couldn't utter a syllable for a while, and the box containing the inkstone was tightly held in her hand. She tried her best to control her emotions, but she couldn't hide her trembling when she said the words: "Master, we choose Day ----- choose another day and come back."

Li Jubai looked at her face that turned pale for some reason, and then looked towards the Qiu Mansion, only to see a man in white brocade clothes standing there, as if he was talking with a person in charge.

The man was tall and straight, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and his behavior was very polite. The first impression he gave was that he was a decent gentleman.

"You know him?" Li Jubai frowned involuntarily, and asked softly.

Mu Lan calmed down and said in a low voice: "He is Lu Juan."

Her fiancé, the son of Ruyu in the mouth of the children of Jingzhong: Lu Jiasanlang.

Lu Ping?

Li Jubai was puzzled for a moment, and then understood the identity of this man from Mu Lan's expression of hatred and fear, this is the Saburo from the Lu family, and Lu Ping should be his name.

Her heart beat unconsciously, and even though she couldn't bear it, she persuaded rationally: "Just today, we will meet again, right now, we are in the Qiu Mansion, with your parents and me here, you don't have to be afraid .”

Since there is a need for revenge, sooner or later there will be a confrontation, instead of panicking at that time, it is better to face it bravely now, especially in the Qiu Mansion, in front of familiar people in a familiar environment, it is more conducive for Mu Lan to overcome the fear in her heart.

"I'm not afraid, I'm just a little nervous." Mu Lan's voice was very low, and it was hard to tell the flickering in a pair of beautiful eyes. She was not afraid, but she was a little nervous thinking of those snake-like eyes.

Li Jubai raised her eyebrows, she glanced at Mu Lan's trembling fingers without any trace, and her voice softened a bit: "I know you are not afraid, this nervousness can also be overcome, right?"

She held the rouge in one hand, and grasped Mu Lan's free hand with the other, and then clasped her fingers together, silently comforting the nervous person.

The trembling fingers finally calmed down.

Mu Lan sighed: "Master, I'm really not afraid."

What's the matter with this coaxing tone of the child, she was just a little nervous, okay, also a little bit scared, really only a little bit, not really scared at all, okay?

Li Jubai smiled silently, and she squeezed Mu Lan's hand tightly with her fingers: "Okay, if you say you're not afraid, then don't be afraid, let's go in now."

There are a few willow trees beside the courtyard wall outside the gate of the Qiu Mansion. The late spring wind is unhurried, and the branches of the trees sway gently.

When the concierge of the Qiu Mansion saw Mu Lan, he almost blurted out the word "Miss", and then he remembered his wife's order that a woman who looked like Missy would visit in the near future, so he must report back immediately and treat him carefully.

The concierge didn't feel anything when he heard the order at the time, but now that he saw someone, he couldn't help exclaiming in his heart, there really are girls who look so similar to the eldest lady in this world.

The concierge left very quickly and came very quickly, Mu Lan glanced at the familiar old concierge, followed the servants in the house, and forgot to let go of the hand she held with Li Jubai.

Seeing walking through the garden, all eyes are familiar with the scenery.

She couldn't help but look sideways, this is not the way to the living room, nor the way to the study where Dad's meeting is, but to the backyard where the female relatives live.

Mu Lan lowered her head and whispered in a low voice: "Master, this is the direction to my embroidery building."

In this way, I don't have to see Lu Sanlang's poisonous snake, my mother is so understanding, she was relieved immediately.

Li Jubai endured the slight itch in her ears, her heart moved, imitating Mu Lan's example, she leaned over and whispered: "Is Mrs. Qiu waiting for us in your boudoir?"

Mu Lan tilted her head, and she didn't know whether the voice falling on her ears was too gentle, or the breath falling on her ears was too hot, which made her tremble unconsciously.

She was in a state of confusion: "Master, you should call your mother just like me."

Li Jubai was silent, she looked at Mu Lan's face, and said leisurely: "Your ears are red."

Mu Lan: "..."

Is this woman listening to her? Is she talking about business?Besides, if the ears are not red, can they still be black?

She touched her earlobe subconsciously, and said with a hint of annoyance in her tone, "Master, I'm telling you about my mother."

So don't look at your ears, first think about how to say 'mother', okay?

Li Jubai bent her lips: "I haven't called the word 'Niangqin' for more than ten years. If it is Mrs. Qiu, it is also okay to call mother-in-law."

She suddenly had a very strange feeling, why did Mulan call Li's father father-in-law, but she wanted to call Qiu Shangshu her father?

Mu Lan firmly disagreed: "That's different. I called Uncle Li my father-in-law because I was married, and my master called my mother my mother because... because you married me."

She wanted to say it was because you married me, but she felt a little guilty before she said that.

Li Jubai smiled and said nothing, no longer entangled with this problem, she looked up and said "Mother" silently in her heart.

The author has something to say:

Mu Lan: Aha, I'm a gong who likes to act like a baby——

ps: Xiaohei (my sister) is on vacation, I will take her to climb the mountain tomorrow, I will ask for two days off

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: L who 1;

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: Fa Hai chased Xu Xian to 2;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Tangli; 15 bottles of Junqingtai; 2 bottles of Huahua World; 1 bottle of Tinghai Year;