Distress Tours

Sure enough, when Xiang Duxiu went to Xiaoting, Taijunzhi and others had already left with the envoy of Taiyin Division.

In the dark dusk, Xiang Duxiu sighed with regret that he had no chance to see her.

Bu Luomei is pulling silk on the side. According to the plot, this guy is going to visit the Tianji Academy tomorrow to receive a mission, and then he will explore the Demon World Futu, um, but the unreliable guy is so hot that he comes back to take a bath. If I send a piece of silk Prepare to wipe his sweat, will it increase the favorability?

On the second step of hugging the thigh, the correct posture for brushing up the favor.

Tangled up to the vertical day, when the neatly dressed Xiang Duxiu was about to go out, Bu Luomei handed over a dark gold fine-striped handkerchief like a dog.

"Pfft." Die'er quickly covered her mouth with a handkerchief, and then calmly withdrew, as if the laughter she couldn't help just now was not from herself.

After being disturbed by Die Er, Bu Luomei felt her face burning hot after realizing it, and the villain in her heart shouted: Let you act like this, make you not think before acting, embarrassment has occurred, what should be given I should also find a place where there are only two people, eh, but it feels a bit wrong.

Seeing that Xiang Duxiu had no other uncomfortable expressions, Bu Luomei moistened her throat pretending to be calm, and asked, "Ahem, do you think this handkerchief looks good?"

"It's too ugly, I don't want it." He brows frivolously, unable to deny it.

Who said it would be given to you, who said it, who said it!stand out!Bu Luomei rubbed her face, regained her composure and said, "I watched the sky last night and found out that you need a handkerchief today."

"A man doesn't believe in the power of bulls and gods." Xiang Duxiu raised a strand of blond hair on her forehead, her movements undiminished her graceful demeanor.

Just pretend!If she hadn't observed carefully, she would have believed your evil! "You don't dare to ask for it, do you?"

"My lord, you just follow the wishes of Miss Buluomei, hehe." Hua'er added with a light smile.

"The silk handkerchief that Young Master is wearing is a bit dirty, why not replace it with Miss Buluomei's." Die'er said again.

As soon as someone who was obsessed with cleanliness heard that there was dirt, he quickly threw out the original veil and replaced it with a clean white veil, but it was a bit thick, and then his cloak fluttered and disappeared in an instant.

Poking her face, seeing the behavior of the three master and servant just now, Bu Luomei thought, did they misunderstand something?Obviously it was just a concern among comrades, so he explained: "I didn't know Ah Xiang had brought a handkerchief."

Hua'er and Die'er looked at Bu Luomei with "you don't need to explain, we all understand".

Afterwards, Bu Luomei said anxiously: "I, I don't mean to like your young master."

"We understand, hehe." Die'er and Hua'er said in unison, and the words "Understanding" written on their faces instantly made her feel darker and darker.

Brewery:  …

Xiang Duxiu is not here, and Bu Luomei is also too quiet to chat with Die'er and Hua'er.

It's just that the two sisters kept complaining about Mr. Xiang Duxiu's hobby, which made Bu Luomei tell the two sisters a ghost story in order to change the topic.

A long, long time ago, a scholar lived alone in Honghuabu and was joked by his friends that he would be haunted. The scholar didn’t believe it, so it was very late at night... ? Buluomei: Hehe, add some atmosphere.)

On the second day, the scared scholar realized that yesterday's ghost was pretended by a friend, so he lived in Honghuabu with peace of mind.Half a year has passed since this incident, and it was another night when you could not see your fingers. There was a strange knock on the door of the scholar's room again. With the previous experience, the scholar guessed that it was his bad friend who did it, so he started After opening the door, the person who came was a young girl, the scholar was ecstatic, (Die'er: Why is the scholar happy? Bu Luomei: Maybe he thought it was a friend who put on women's clothing to deceive him? Die'er: Oh! So it is. ) had a great evening with the girls.

When he woke up, the woman had already left. The scholar consciously grabbed his friend's pigtails and came to the door, but the friend denied it. The scholar decided to let the friend act out on the spot at night! (Hua'er: How does the scholar know that the woman will definitely appear again at night? Bu Luomei: Maybe the scholar took her things? For example... Die'er: Like a handkerchief?)

At night again, the scholar sat alone at the desk with a lamp in his hand, waiting for a knock on the door, and finally there was a knock on the door. It was indeed the girl from yesterday. With your ponytail out, the room was lit with candles, and the scholar saw that the girl who knocked on the door had no feet!At this time, the girl asked: "My head fell under your bed, can you help me pick it up?"...

Buluomei: How is it, is it scary?

Hua'er: Well, it's okay!

Die'er: Hey, it turns out that what he took away was the head!

So, the three of them had a wonderful (?) afternoon.

Buluomei who had already drank a few pots of scented tea, looked at the sunlight reflecting the shadow of the small carved window, and whispered to himself: "It's strange, it's such a time, he should have come back early and shouted to take a bath, could it be , did I remember these plots wrong?"

Die'er filled the tea and asked, "Is this story told by Miss Buluomei from your hometown?"

Bu Luomei replied absently: "Don't call me Miss Bu Luo Mei, it's too long, I always make up numbers for the author, just call me Amei~ I made it up myself."

The palace fan swayed inadvertently, Hua'er stopped the arc of the fan, walked into the door suspiciously, stared at it for three seconds, then opened it, and saw an elegant figure standing against the light, with a fluttering crown, isn't this just Xiang Duxiu what? !

Hua'er was stunned for a few seconds, then she came back to her senses and said, "Why are you standing here, Young Master?"

"Enjoy the beautiful scenery." The voice was a little weaker than usual, but it did not move.

Bu Luomei poked her head out from the side, her tone was brisk, "Hey, Ah Xiang isn't going to take a bath?"

"Ahem, Die'er, Hua'er..." Xiang Duxiu said with some hesitation.

"Yes, let's get ready." Die Er immediately stepped out of the threshold.

"Well... my legs are a little sore from standing, come and help me."

Butterfly and Huaer:? ? ?

Brewery: 23333333

From now on, the Wuyuan at night will be brightly lit with hundreds of lights.

When the culprit finally noticed Die'er and Hua'er's deep eye circles, Taijunzhi, the master of Tianji, had already gone to Wuyuan. In addition to inquiring about the world of Futu, he would also like to see the girl in pink skirt from that day - Buluomei .

All the maids in Wuyuan wear red dresses and white sleeves, except for one person. If she is not a maid, then... Tai Junzhi clasped his fingers on the stone table and thought about it. The peach powder I want to see.

"Miss Buluomei, please tell me, how did you get the news about Taiyin Division that day?"