Don't mess with Bai Yueguang [Quick wear]

The girls in Mobei are very hearty, and Aman, who was taken to the clothing store by Shu Yao, realized that he seemed to have been molested.

The cause was Shu Yao's words.

When she came to the clothing store, Juanniang greeted Shu Yao, and Aman could tell that the two of them were very familiar with each other.Juanniang has a dignified and dignified appearance, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looks very aura.

A soft and petite girl like Aman is rare in Mobei, and she is not a local at first sight.

Juanniang looked at Aman's cheeks, her skin was as smooth as fat, without any blemish, so tender that water could be squeezed out.Enviously, she wanted to reach out to touch Aman's cheek, but was stopped in time by Shu Yao, who had quick eyes and quick hands.

Shu Yao squinted her eyes slightly, and said unhappily: "Juanniang, my sister Aman is shy and shy, and what she fears most is bad guys like you."

The person called Juanniang by Shu Yao pointed to her face, wondering, "Am I a bad person?"

"Isn't it?"

Juanniang rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "Miss Wen, you must be careful about this woman standing next to you. She is very weak. She sold you out. Maybe you are still stupid." Count the money for her."

Shu Yao flicked the handkerchief, glared at her with disgust, and retorted: "My baby is too late for her, so why would she be willing to sell it?"

Aman, who was protected by her behind her, heard Shu Yao's words, her heartbeat immediately beat wildly, and she pulled the handkerchief vigorously, as if she could vent her shame in this way.

Juanniang decided not to be as knowledgeable as Shu Yao, and picked up the wooden ruler to measure her waist, but she was stopped by Shu Yao.

Juanniang stared at Shu Yao with her arms pinched on her waist, and said dissatisfiedly, "I'll measure the girl's waist, why are you messing around?"

"Go, go, I'll measure Sister Oman's waist. I can't let you go because you are clumsy."

Her smiling eyes were curved and the tails of her eyes were raised. Her bright appearance made Aman, who had been paying attention to her all the time, amazed by her again.

Shu Yao took the wooden ruler from Juanniang's hand, and she also knew that Aman was shy, so she took Aman to the inner room, and the curtain shook, quickly covering the two of them.

In fact, Juanniang could come to Aman's discretion in person, but Shu Yao wanted to take this opportunity to take Aman out to relax, so she didn't ask the servant to invite Juanniang.

There were only the two of them in this small and narrow room, and Aman stood there, at a loss.

Shu Yao clapped her hands with a wooden ruler, and then said to Aman: "Juanniang and I are old friends, she is very good at craftsmanship, and I come to her to order clothes every year."

After finishing speaking, the wooden ruler landed on Oman's waist. Shu Yao lowered her head and concentrated on measuring her waist. When Oman heard her happily humming an unknown song, his eyes couldn't help it. stays on her face.

Looking from Oman's direction, I can't see the expression on her face very clearly. Her eyelashes are very long, her eyebrows are very well-developed, and she is soft and gentle with her eyes lowered. The peach blossom eyes bloomed with a look that belonged to her, really looking forward to the brilliance.

"I knew you had a thin waist when I was swinging on the swing with sister Oman that day. I took a measurement today, and it seems that my estimated size is quite accurate."

Oman held her hands together and put them on her abdomen, and the wide cuffs could not block the way Oman's fingertips were twisted, she pursed the corners of her lips and asked, "Is this why Sister Shu Yao hugged me so tightly that day? "

Shu Yao's smile came to the corners of her eyes and brows. A'man's question was her unexpected boldness. She took a few steps and slowly approached A'man, her eyes were warm, and she explained: "So Aman found out?"

She pushed Shu Yao, who was too close to her, and said with a helpless smile: "You hug me so tightly, can I not notice it? Sister Shu Yao, there is no room behind me, if you squeeze me again, I will be It's stuck on the wall."

"I didn't squeeze you. Your side is brighter. I can see your waist better later. Sister Aman, you just turn around now."

O'man squinted at her, always felt that these words seemed to be fooling himself, how come his side is brighter, obviously the whole room is very bright, okay?But after Shu Yao said so, Aman followed her words and turned around.

Because his back was facing Shu Yao, Oman had no way to observe her, so he could only rely on her movements and tone to pay attention to Shu Yao.

The wooden ruler is cold and hard, and it feels slightly cool when it is attached to Oman's back, so Oman can easily distinguish between his fingers and the wooden ruler.

When the gentle fingers slid over Oman's waist, Oman bit his lips tightly, thinking that the itching would disappear soon, but who knew that Shu Yao seemed to be against Oman, and the itching became more and more intense Oman couldn't help but want to lean back, trying to escape the tricks of his fingers.

But Shu Yao behind Aman was waiting for her little action. When she saw Aman leaning in her arms, Shu Yao wrapped her arms around her slender waist and asked with a smile: "It's so good, how come?" All of a sudden, a beautiful woman threw herself into her arms."

Aman was so ashamed and angry, he touched Shu Yao with the back of his arm, and said dissatisfiedly: "It's clear that you are tickling me on purpose! Sister Shu Yao, you still beat me up!"

She frowned, and said in confusion, "I don't, I'm just measuring your waist."

Hearing this, O'man squinted at her suspiciously, but seeing that she didn't look like she was telling a lie, he felt that he had wronged her, and said, "Sister Shu Yao, I'm really ticklish, so I blamed you."

The sly look in Shu Yao's eyes was not caught by Aman, so before that, she got through the test smoothly, and Shu Yao smiled softly.

In the end, this smile made Shu Yao reveal her secrets.

Oman understood immediately, she stomped her feet, glared at Shu Yao, and said, "Sure enough, I'm not wrong, you're just tickling me."

Shu Yao's heart "thumped", she felt that something was wrong, and if she didn't please her, something serious would happen.

She raised her hands in surrender, comforted Aman, and begged for mercy: "I didn't expect you, sister Aman, to be so ticklish. I was wrong. Don't be angry with me. I really know I was wrong."

Oman snatched the wooden ruler from her hand, gestured at himself angrily, and said, "I can make my own decisions anyway, so don't bother Sister Shu Yao."

"Don't mind, Sister Aman." Shu Yao grabbed Aman's sleeve and dangled, hoping that Aman would soften his heart and forgive her.

This is a trivial matter, of course Oman will not leave Shu Yao alone all the time. After Shu Yao said a lot of good things, Oman finally returned the wooden ruler to her and hummed softly: "After measuring the length of the arm, it's over, you No more teasing."

"Okay, okay." Of course she didn't dare, it would be very painful to scratch the kitten's paw if it got angry.

In the next decision, Shu Yao was very honest and didn't dare to make any further fuss.

After a while, the two came out of the room one after the other. Juanniang put down what she was doing and walked towards the two of them. Juanniang saw that Aman's face was rosier than before entering, and his face was clear and bright. There is also a little more smile in the eyes, I don't know what happened to the two of them, there is such a big change.

But think about it, Shu Yao's cunning mouth is always the best at coaxing people, she smiled at Aman friendly, then winked at Shu Yao, and spread her hands to ask Shu Yao for Aman's size.

"Okay, you can ask the servant girl to pick it up in a month."

Juanniang looked at the size written on the paper, and couldn't help sighing: "Miss Wen is still too thin, and the winter in Mobei will be cold in the future. For the sake of health, it is best for Miss Wen to make herself rounder."

Aman knew that she was caring about herself, and said with a smile: "Hey, I will make myself fat."

The maid, Cuiyuan, was standing by the side. Seeing that the two masters were about to leave, she picked up the red plum pillow that Shu Yao had just bought here. This was specially bought for Aman by Shu Yao. After looking at it several times, Shu Yao knew that she must like this set of red plum pillows, so she bought it.

There was a sudden wind blowing outside, it wasn't too big, Shu Yao blocked the wind and said to O'man: "By the way, before you go to buy jewelry, you can accompany me to the book shop first."

"You want to buy books?"

"No, go buy a storybook."

Cuiyuan couldn't help laughing and said: "Miss has been obsessed with a book called The Concubine, so she has to go to the bookstore."

Aman frowned and asked, "Female son-in-law?"

After Shu Yao and A'man got into the carriage, they chatted about the book about the son-in-law's story. Seeing that she liked the book so much, A'man was a little moved, and said, "Then I'll buy a copy later and have a look."

Shu Yao raised her eyebrows, and said, "Whatever to buy, just go to my room and read it today. I'll read the second volume, and you read the first volume."

Her words made O'man hesitate, O'man twisted the veil, and said: "I may not like to talk to people when I read the book, does Sister Shu Yao not mind?"

"No, just put your heart back in your stomach."

"Then I'll disturb Sister Shu Yao tonight."

Shu Yao's eyes flickered, she looked closely at Aman's pretty face, she smiled and said, "I'm extremely happy."

The group of them didn't return to Shu Mansion until it was getting dark. Aman's legs were sore and aching, and he was really tired.

But when she saw Shu Yao who was still full of vitality beside her, she couldn't help feeling a little envious of Shu Yao. It had been a day, and she was still looking radiant, while she was languid. Still too lazy.

"Tired?"

Aman nodded, and said bitterly: "Yes, it's all because of my poor physical strength."

Seeing this, Shu Yao suggested: "Then let me rub your legs. When my mother is tired, I rub her."

"Huh? Will it trouble you too much?"

Shu Yao couldn't hear what she said, that's why Aman was bad, he was too out of touch.

She grabbed Aman's hand and walked towards her yard, and said as she walked: "Anyway, you still have to come to my room to see the female concubine, even if I don't rub your legs, you still want to come, you say yes no."

Oman followed her pace and echoed: "Yes."

"It seems that you also agree."

Aman is confused, wait, I... what did I agree to?

She was destined to be unable to defeat Shu Yao, and couldn't hold back a rebuttal for a while, so Aman could only be led by her back to the yard together.

Cuiyuan also got Shu Yao's order to go to the kitchen to prepare dinner for the two of them.

As long as it is not a holiday, Shu Yao eats in the courtyard by herself, and only goes to the main courtyard to accompany her parents from time to time.But now that there is an extra Aman, Shu Yao probably won't be able to think of going to the main courtyard for dinner for a while.

"You all go down."

"Yes, girl."

Shu Yao didn't let the maid by her side, and now there are only two of them left.

Oman sat restrainedly on the round stool, and when he looked up, he saw Shu Yao who was smiling, which made her smile subconsciously.

It was the two of them alone in the same room again, which instantly reminded Oman of what happened in the narrow inner room of the clothing store.

Although it was just being tickled by Shu Yao, it was a very intimate gesture for Oman, so she reacted so strongly at that time.

Oman's feet hidden under the skirt were tensely joined together, and he didn't dare to keep looking at Shu Yao, let alone smile.

"There is a soft couch over there, Sister Oman, sit on it."

"Do...what?"

Shu Yao laughed, her eyes fell on her legs, and she said, "Didn't we just agree, let me pinch your legs."

Pinch... pinch leg?Oman felt that her throat was a little dry. She had only touched her waist before, but now she wanted to touch her legs again. This...is really embarrassing.

The sound of Shu Yao's footsteps was getting closer and closer, and O'Man knew that Shu Yao was sitting beside her without raising her head. Thinking of what would happen later, she buried her head lower and said, "Sister Shu Yao, I I feel that my waist is not sore and my legs don’t hurt anymore, it seems that I don’t need you to pinch my legs.”

Shu Yao didn't know why she kept her head down and didn't look at herself, so she simply put her elbows on the table, brushed her hair with the other hand, and asked, "Am I ugly?"

"No... no."

"Then why don't you look up at me."

It was this kind of question that I couldn't explain. A'man rubbed his toes against each other, and said sullenly: "Sister Shu Yao, I want to read your female concubine."

Shu Yao smiled and touched the top of her hair, Aman would change the subject, it seems that he really didn't want to answer him, since that's the case, he didn't force her anymore.

"Sister Aman, the candlelight on the soft couch over there is brighter than here. Don't hurt your eyes just because you read the script, then I've committed a serious crime."

Shu Yao didn't hear her objection, so she knew that she accepted his proposal, smiled, stretched out his hand to hold her, and said, "Let's go."

It was originally holding A'man's wrist, but later Shu Yao changed to holding her fingers, she was in front and Aman was behind.

Aman looked at her back with long hair reaching to her waist, and then at the hands of the two holding each other, and found that her fingers were slenderer than his own, soft and boneless in her hands, very delicate and smooth.

Shu Yao is really beautiful everywhere.

The embroidered shoes are neatly placed beside the soft couch, one color of Qian, one moon white.

And on that soft couch, the two of them leaned on the soft pillow, under the dim candlelight, Aman took the book that Shu Yao handed over, which was written with the words of the consort.

O'man took it with both hands, and she smiled at Shu Yao before reading the story book. As she said, once she was fascinated by it, she would stop talking to others.

Seeing that she was so absorbed in herself that she forgot herself, Shu Yao was envious and excited at the same time. After holding it for a while, she couldn't take it anymore, so she just heard her say, "Sister Aman, why don't you rely on me?" Let me look over my shoulder."

She was finally willing to raise those talking eyes, and the two looked at each other.

Oman soon realized that his cheeks were burning again, what the hell, why was he always so irresistible to Shu Yao's movements, wasn't it just the meeting of eyes, why did he become shy again?

There was a faint layer of rouge on the plain white melon-seeded face. This is the case for thin-skinned people. Once there is something strange, it will be expressed directly.

There was tenderness in Shu Yao's eyes, looking from her cheeks to her bright red lips, her throat moved.She propped herself up on the bed with one hand, trying to approach Oman.

She never believed in love at first sight, goodbye love.

But it wasn't until she met Aman that she realized that there are really such wonderful things in this world.

Her gaze was too dangerous and full of possessiveness, which made Oman subconsciously cover his face with a notebook, and shrank back, avoiding Shu Yao's sight.

Her heart was beating so fast that Oman was speechless.

Seeing this, Shu Yao pursed her lips and smiled, played with the pink jade bracelet on her wrist with her fingers, and said, "You don't want to look at me again?"

"No way."

"Then put away your notebook."

Aman's voice was a bit joking, and he said: "You gave this to me, how can you say that you put it away, just put it away."

"Humph."

Shu Yao stopped playing with her jade bracelet and turned her back to Aman, looking sullen.

Aman put down the notebook slowly, leaving only a pair of eyes, watery and a little anxious.

She poked Shu Yao's back with her finger, and said, "Sister Shu Yao?"

She ignored it.

Oman sat up and poked her head from behind her. His long black hair slid off Oman's shoulders, leaving a shadow.

She asked softly, "Are you angry?"

"No."

Aman sighed, put his hands in his arms, and said helplessly: "He is three years older than me, and his temper is more childish than mine."

Shu Yao didn't like to hear these words. She raised the corners of her mouth and turned around suddenly. She scratched Oman's waist with both hands, causing her to laugh crisply and melodiously. Not as good as her, but she is not a disadvantaged temperament, and of course she will fight back.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them rolled/made a ball, and even the hairpin on the bun fell on the soft couch, and they didn't know who it belonged to, so it was obvious that they were really crazy.

When Shu Yao propped up her arms and sat up, the hairpin of her fixed hair had long since disappeared. Her long hair was scattered like a waterfall, and against that bright face, it looked like the morning glow reflecting the snow.

There was a messy broken hair on her forehead, she couldn't help blowing it lightly, and Aman looked at it obsessively, just because she was extremely beautiful.

"My son-in-law, your pink face is full of spring, and you are even more beautiful than me. Could it be that you are really a daughter?" Shu Yao said the lines in the female son-in-law's storybook in Aman's ear, smiling sweetly.

Aman suppressed his laughter, and spat: "I am ordinary in the front and ordinary in the back. I am clearly a man. The princess doubts my identity just based on my appearance?"

Shu Yao was stunned, she didn't expect that O'Man could catch her own words, and what she said was exactly the same as the lines in that book.

"Then I want to verify the identity of the son-in-law, whether it is a man or a woman."

Aman was so frightened that he immediately stared round, and retorted: "It's not written like that in the script."

"You read the first volume, and there is such a sentence in the second volume."

"Impossible, you haven't read the second volume yet, how do you know?"

Shu Yao was speechless, what A Man said was right, her second book hadn't been opened yet.

Oman straightened his outer shirt, stroked his hair on one side of his shoulder with his hands, and said with a smile, "It's all your fault, the bun is messed up."

"I'll resend it to you later."

"Really?"

Shu Yao held her hands and said with a smile, "Why are you lying to me?"

The two of them were playing, and the time passed unconsciously.

Until Cuiyuan knocked on the door and said: "Girl, it's ready, come out and have dinner."

Aman panicked, "Wan has been posting for a long time, wouldn't the food be cold by then?"

Shu Yao smiled, comforted her, and said, "A delicate bun naturally takes time."

She combed it with her hands, picked up the hairpin that fell aside, and half-kneeled behind Oman, her long black and thick hair was easily coiled up with a hairpin, and Oman felt her fingers pass through him The strands of her hair, the apex of her heart seemed to tremble with her.

She lowered her head slightly, touched her hair, and looked at Shu Yao's neatly and familiarly curled hair, she was somewhat familiar, as if she had seen her somewhere before, and she was smiling like this.

"Isn't that good? Anyway, we are in our own yard, so it doesn't matter if we are casual."

Oman responded softly, and stretched out his hand to straighten her skirt.

Shu Yao raised her hand to touch her side face, and praised: "Oman is still careful."

The corners of her mouth are curved, quiet and gentle.

Seeing Shu Yao push open the door, Cui Yuan asked the maids to bring over dinner, four dishes and one soup, enough for the two girls.

"Why do the two girls have different buns?"

They looked at each other and laughed at the same time, Shu Yao said, "Your girl has my hair in a bun, how is your skill?"

Cuiyuan immediately said something flattering, which made Shu Yao laugh until her peach blossom eyes completed crescent moon eyes.

"Girl, when I went to the main courtyard just now, guess what happened."

Shu Yao laughed and scolded in disgust: "Don't tantalize, just say what you have to say."

Cuiyuan clapped her hands and said: "My servant met the hurried housekeeper, I thought something serious happened, so I asked other maids, and only then did I know that the master saved a beggar, what a coincidence, this beggar is us The one I met before."

Shu Yao had long forgotten that matter, and asked doubtfully, "Which one?"

"It's the girl who gives him money, but he doesn't want it if he has the backbone."

"He."

"The beggar is still literate, and he said what is his name... Li Yuanying."

Oman, who was raising the corner of his mouth, looked slightly cold, is it him?

Oman asked slowly: "And then?"

Cuiyuan spread her hands and said: "He said he wanted to repay the master and wanted to stay as a servant. That's why the housekeeper went to the main courtyard to find his wife and ask what kind of job he could arrange for him."

Aman swallowed the food, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, looked at Shu Yao and said, "Sister Shu Yao, since that Li Yuan should be the one we met before and has such a fate with us, why don't we let him go to work in the stables, anyway. He also met because of the horse."

Of course Shu Yao would not refute her proposal, and this was the first time Oman made a request to her, so there was no reason for Shu Yao not to agree. "Cuiyuan, you go tell your mother and let him go to the stable."

"Got it."

Aman hides his gloating expression, now it depends on how you dangle in front of Shu Yao.

"Sister Oman, we haven't looked at the female consort yet, why don't you stay tonight."

Oman is in a very good mood now, let alone tonight, even if he stays tomorrow.

Seeing that she agreed, Shu Yao was so happy that she couldn't help but stretched out her arms and hugged her, saying, "I still have a lot of books, we'll read other things after finishing the concubine."

The softness hits, with a nice fragrance, Aman's eyes are blurred by Shu Yao's embrace, she can't look at anything now, her mind is full of...

Well, I guess, even if I am eighteen, I may not have such a proud figure.

The author has something to say:

I received a shallow water today, I turned on the computer and planned to add updates, but I found that... I can't do it (cover my face and cry bitterly

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