What kind of bad thoughts can my grandpa have?

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Comparing women?Yuan Xiaoyan glanced at Nan Fengjing, and hummed in his heart, I really don't know what this man is trying to say with such eccentricity. If the words of the women's competition go down, if it is spread, how will he marry a wife in the future?

How can the incense of his old Yuan family continue?

At this time, Nan Fengjing asked Juanzi to come in to help comb her hair and put on makeup, and Yuan Xiaoyan sat quietly on the round stool.

Cleansing the face, drawing eyebrows, applying red, applying rouge, and combing hair, Juanzi is very familiar with it, the more she does it, the more vigorous she is, and at the end, she rushed outside to pick a small flower, and put it on Yuan Xiaoyan's combed hair.

Immediately, Yuan Xiaoyan changed from the appearance of a foot-picking boy to the image of a smart little family good Biyu.

After combing her hair and putting on her make-up, Juanzi held Yuan Xiaoyan's face in her hands, looked around, and kept boasting, which made Yuan Xiaoyan's face flushed with embarrassment.

There was no bronze mirror in the room, and Yuan Xiaoyan didn't know whether it was really good-looking or Juanzi was being polite and nonsense, but he was so flattered to be praised by the girl's family. The dowry pig, is there a chance to send it out?

"Master, look at it."

Juanzi didn't notice the inner thoughts of Yuan Xiaoyan's sudden self-confidence, and only excitedly motioned Nan Fengjing to look at Yuan Xiaoyan's face, with a hint of excitement and showing off in his tone.

Who knew that Nan Fengjing would remain unmoved, with his hands crossed in front of his chest, a face, eyebrows were eyebrows, eyes were eyes, without a trace of superfluous emotion, after taking a look at Yuan Xiaoyan, Nan Fengjing revealed , is a look of disapproval.

When Juanzi saw her master's expression, she didn't dare to shout nonsense.

As for Yuan Xiaoyan, seeing Nan Fengjing treat Juanzi with such an attitude, he couldn't help but feel depressed. He only imagined how to persuade Juanzi to marry him, but Nan Fengjing on the other hand was already serious. Yuan Xiaoyan couldn't help but sullen his face when he saw that Nan Fengjing made things difficult for his future daughter-in-law.

But although I am not his subordinate, I don't need to act according to his face, but after all, the son is the son, and the status of the official son is there. If Ren Yuanxiaoyan wants to vent his anger for Juanzi, he has no choice but to think about it. Thinking about it, he finally stood up, pointed to his feet, and said to Nan Fengjing, "Shoes."

"What shoes?" Nan Fengjing couldn't help but followed Yuan Xiaoyan's fingers, looked at his feet, and asked in confusion.

"Shoes, I'm looking for girls...shoes, women's clothes...matched with men's shoes, they must...know how to wear them, you..."

As soon as Nan Fengjing heard Yuan Xiaoyan's words, he couldn't help frowning again, scratched his ears, and hurriedly reached out his hand to stop Yuan Xiaoyan from continuing, and said quickly, "Understood, the girl's shoes, right? I understand, Get it ready for you before departure, don't talk anymore, it makes people's ears itchy."

Yuan Xiaoyan snorted in his heart.

tickle you.

After Juanzi left the room, Nan Fengjing explained some things about Yuan Xiaoyan's plan. Halfway through the conversation, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open.

"Xiao Yan, come to have tea, we will have dinner later..."

Daji held a tray and knocked open the door with his body while talking. Just when he was about to say the word "dinner" for dinner, unexpectedly when he looked up, he saw his master sitting upright at the front of the room. Central, trembling with fright, almost knelt down for his grandfather.

"Master, you are here..."

Daji smirked, his face was as bright as the morning glory in June, and before he could recover, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and found that there was a little girl sitting next to his master? !

Daji's face suddenly became brighter, and he knelt down with a plop.

"Young master, I don't know... I don't know that you are here with the girl... It's my mistake, I went the wrong way because I was blind, I'll go now, I'll go now !"

Daji was terrified, as if suffering from Yuan Xiaoyan's stuttering syndrome. He tried his best to stabilize the tray in his hand and the dessert on the tray, and stood up stumblingly, trying to climb out of the room while holding on to the stool.

"Brother Ji."

Seeing Daji's distressed appearance, Yuan Xiaoyan hurriedly stood up, wanting to go over and help him up.Nan Fengjing was one step ahead of him and spoke, "Good luck."

"Young master...Young master, I'm here, what's your order?" Daji turned around quickly when he heard Nanfeng's call, but he didn't hear Yuan Xiaoyan's voice at all.

"What are you holding?" Nan Fengjing asked.

"It's the lotus seed cake that the kitchen made too much this afternoon."

Daji thought that Nan Fengjing wanted to investigate him for stealing pastries, so he hurriedly handed over the tray on his hand, and explained, "The kitchen is overcooked, and the corners are not neatly cut, or the surface is mushy. Xiao Yan is the same as the little one for the leftovers of cakes that don't look good, he likes to eat sweets, so the little one kept some of them privately, thinking of bringing them over to eat with Xiao Yan."

Nan Fengjing took a look at Yuan Xiaoyan, and said, "Let's put it down, and let the kitchen send some good ones. Also, I'll eat dinner here later, and you will send it for two."

"Yes, I understand." Daji responded, put down the sugar cake and left.

There were two of them left in the room, Yuan Xiaoyan said, "Why...stay here for dinner?"

"This is my mansion, where do I have to have your approval?" Nan Fengjing's tone was as annoying as ever, and as he spoke, he pushed the sugar cake at hand to Yuan Xiaoyan, "Don't you like it? ? Let's eat."

Yuan Xiaoyan curled his eyebrows, he likes to eat sweets, but thinking that this annoying Nan Fengjing will stay here forever, he doesn't want to eat it for no reason, so he found an excuse, "Sugar cake will stain teeth ,I will not eat."

"You're really picky, why don't you just eat a sugar cake?" Nan Fengjing got angry, picked up a piece and threw it into his mouth, "Then what do you want to eat? I'll let the kitchen make it for you."

Yuan Xiaoyan was a little overjoyed when he heard it, but in the next moment, he suddenly realized something, and his face changed again, with a bitter face, frustrated and discouraged.

Nan Fengjing ate another piece of sugar cake, "What's the matter? Don't you want to eat?"

Yuan Xiaoyan shook his head, "You did this because...tonight I might...have an accident, that's why you...show mercy, right?"

Nan Fengjing was dumbfounded, and looked at Yuan Xiaoyan helplessly, "How bad is your brain to guess such an idea?"

Yuan Xiaoyan: "Could it be, isn't it?"

"This little brother." Nan Fengjing called "little brother" to Yuan Xiaoyan who was wearing women's clothes. He always felt extremely awkward and said angrily, "Do the people around you treat you well? I just asked I just said to you, what do you want to eat, how can you infer that I am a bad person? I ask you, you can answer honestly, don't use your brain to think so much, you are not that material. "

Yuan Xiaoyan was so ashamed of being ridiculed, he shrank his neck, thinking, even if you are not a bad person, you will not be much better.

But it was not much better, not only Nan Fengjing, but also Nan Fengjing's servant - the famous Daji.