Jinghong Youlong [Comprehensive + Sword Three]

When Lu Xiaofeng yelled, Tang Jinghong immediately looked over, and sure enough, he saw Tang Wule covering his nose with one hand, a few drops of blood scattered between his fingers and under his feet.

She raised her hand and patted Xue Bing, beckoning her to talk later, then walked to Tang Wule's side, and said, "How is senior brother? Let me see—"

As he spoke, he was about to pull his hand away.

Although only he knew the reason for his nosebleed, Tang Wule still felt a little embarrassed, not to mention that it wasn't a big problem, it would be fine in a while.He turned his head away from Tang Jinghong's hand, still covering his nose, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm fine—I'll be fine in a while." Then he raised his leg and prepared to leave...but before he could take a step, he Stopped by Tang Jinghong——

She took his hand covering his nose and pulled it away with force that could not break free, while the other hand pinched his chin and lifted it up.

Tang Wule subconsciously wanted to break free.

"Don't move!" Tang Jinghong said, and suddenly approached him, looking at his nose, and asked, "Is the left nose bleeding?"

The face of Xinnian suddenly drew closer, and the fantasy scene in his mind just now hadn't dissipated, Tang Wule only felt his brain "coax" and almost exploded, not to mention struggling, he even nodded subconsciously when he answered: "Yes. "

Moreover, when Tang Jinghong asked him to raise his right arm, he tried hard to think which was the right side, and then obediently raised it.

Tang Jinghong still pinched his chin and raised it up. With the other hand, he let go of Tang Wule's arm, took out a handkerchief, and carefully tried to wipe him clean...but the nosebleeds continued to flow, and the handkerchief It's all dirty and hasn't been cleaned much.She looked up and looked around, and it happened that a teahouse next to her was named Tsing Yi downstairs. She simply took out another piece of handkerchief and stuffed it into his left hand, let him cover his nose, and told him, "Don't bow your head, keep holding your right hand." ", holding his arm, carefully guiding him into the tea house.

The temperature on the wrist was clearly identifiable, and beside her ears were her reminders such as "be careful under your feet", "raise your feet, there are steps", "leave this way", Tang Wule tried hard to restrain the subconscious uneasiness caused by not being able to see his feet , handing himself wholeheartedly into her hands.

It feels... quite interesting.

Although his nose was bloody and his mouth was bloody because of his head raised, Tang Wule couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

He went upstairs soon, the shopkeeper of the tea house recognized Tang Jinghong and Tang Wule, he knew that these two were all gangsters, at first glance Tang Wule came up with blood on his face, he thought that some daring person beat up this young master , came up to greet him in trepidation, only to realize that it was just an ordinary nosebleed.

When he was introduced to the private room, the clever guy who had already brought two basins of water came over with cotton wound medicine.

Tang Jinghong knew Tang Wule's temper, so he didn't pretend to do anything to others, rolled up his sleeves, soaked his handkerchief in warm water, and wiped his face himself.

It's just a nosebleed... Tang Wule was a little speechless, did Junior Sister treat herself like a child?

He said "I'll do it myself", reaching out to take the handkerchief from Tang Jinghong's hand.However, Tang Jinghong ruthlessly suppressed it halfway through.She also said: "Do you think I don't know? Letting you do it yourself is really 'letting go'-you see, it's dirty just after wiping, don't put your right hand down, raise your head up, and don't press your nose with your left hand." move."

Tang Wule had no choice but to follow suit.

Tang Jinghong was quick to do things, he had already wiped his face clean while he was speaking, and then directly picked up the clean cloth strips and tore them into small balls, stuffing them into Tang Wule's nose.

A stuffy nose is a bit awkward.Tang Wule touched it, and was about to stand up, when Tang Jinghong pushed him down again.

Then a soft palm patted the forehead several times.Probably soaked in cold water, a little cold, but unexpectedly comfortable.

Tang Wule raised his eyes, and happened to be able to see Tang Jinghong's extremely serious expression, his lips were slightly pursed and stretched into a straight line, his long eyelashes drooped, casting a shadow of a crow, and only himself was in the black pupils... so pretty Incredible.Tang Wule immediately sat still, staring at Tang Jinghong in a daze.

Tang Jinghong repeated it a few more times, guessing that it was almost done, and took out the cloth stuffed in his nose: "Look, isn't it bleeding?"

Tang Wule came back to his senses, lowered his head and shook his head, and sure enough, the particularly fierce nosebleed just now had stopped, and his whole body was refreshed. He pinched his nose involuntarily, and said, "Oh, it really works."

Tang Jinghong asked people to bring down the water basin and cloth strips of medicine, turned his head to look at him, wondering: "But senior brother, did you eat something that got angry? Why did you suddenly have a nosebleed—although it's not a big deal, In the future, you must also pay attention to your diet.”

The real reason is of course impossible to say, Tang Wule was about to respond indiscriminately, but suddenly heard someone jokingly said by the window: "Brother Tang is now young and vigorous, I heard that he is still single, even if he doesn't eat anything , will also get angry--Junior Sister Tang should give him a break."

"So that's how it is." Tang Jinghong nodded thoughtfully, "Then the ones who go back have to order the kitchen to do something about it."

Lu Xiaofeng pressed the two mustaches, smiled very maliciously, and said: "The fire I'm talking about is not this kind of fire, hey, man..."

"Lu Xiaofeng!" Tang Wule narrowed his eyes, and although his tone was flat, there was a hint of threat, and he even took out a dart from somewhere in his hand to play with - although what Lu Xiaofeng said was the truth, he didn't need anyone to remind him of such words Shimei.

Not this kind of fire?That's... Tang Jinghong reacted for a while before realizing that Lu Xiaofeng was probably talking about..."Lust".

Seeing her stunned expression, Lu Xiaofeng gave Tang Wule a smug look. Although Tang Wule was a little annoyed at his inappropriate words, he hoped that Jinghong could understand him—after all, he had confessed his love for many days, but the younger sister was stunned. Not a single response!

Unexpectedly, Tang Jinghong showed an even more surprised expression after suddenly realizing it: "But this fire... the man won't be defeated by manually rolling two shots by himself?"

Tang Wule & Lu Xiaofeng: ...

In the end, Lu Xiaofeng gave Tang Wule a very sympathetic look—brother, give up, your junior sister doesn't have that kind of thought at all, you can't move at all!

Lu Xiaofeng came up to check on Xue Bing and Ouyang Qing's situation, and by the way, asked Tang Jinghong if he would continue shopping.

Tang Wule's nosebleed had stopped, and it was rare for him to finish his work, so he naturally wanted to continue shopping.

So soon Tang Jinghong accompanied the two girls to buy, buy, buy, and Lu Xiaofeng and Tang Wule followed behind with unhappy faces. Lu Xiaofeng was better. Several vendors thought that the eldest young master would open their stalls if they disagreed, and the prices they offered to Tang Jinghong and the others were automatically much lower.

But after the three of them entered a small street that sells rouge and gouache together, Lu Xiaofeng and Tang Wule offered to wait for them outside - this street has something to do with Tsing Yi Building, the inside was planned by Tang Jinghong and others Yes, it specializes in selling women's products, including buying makeup, jewelry, women's clothing and small clothes, and even invited famous masters of embroidery and fragrance from Jiangnan Suzhou to sit in charge.At first, most of them were not very optimistic, but women's money was easy to earn no matter what era it was, and after this street was really established, the business was also booming.

Standing at the entrance of the street, one can smell the fragrance of makeup and powder blowing from inside. Girls like this kind of fragrance. Lu Xiaofeng and Tang Wule are very grateful, let alone a cursory glance. That street is almost full of beautiful girls. I always feel that the two big men are a bit out of place when they go in.

There are quite a few restaurants and teahouses at the street corner, Tang Wule chose the nearest one, went up to the second floor, and could watch them from a distance.

But the two of them obviously underestimated the girl's ability to buy cosmetics. They finished a pot of tea, and the three of them hadn't come out yet. Going to buy something else to eat on the street.

There was also a reason why Tang Jinghong and the others delayed for so long.Of these two girls, one has a lot of research on embroidery because of her family background, and the other has a good understanding of rouge and gouache because of her professional requirements, and when she buys something, she will explain it carefully to the other party and tell her what it is. It is better and how to use some things is better.For girls to buy things, the more they understand, the more picky they become. Shopping around is not enough to describe them. In short, they almost shopped the whole street, and finally found a lot of favorite things.

The two girls came out of the street chirping with Tang Jinghong with a bunch of things in their hands, and saw Lu Xiaofeng and Tang Wule were already standing guard at the intersection.

Lu Xiaofeng stroked his beard, and shook his head helplessly at them: "If you don't come out, brother Tang and I will go in and look for someone - don't even check the time, the market will be closed soon."

Tang Wule was eating something, pinching the shell with a "crack".

Xue Bing ignored Lu Xiaofeng, and stared at the paper bag in Tang Wule's hand, only to see that it was still steaming, with a strong fragrance, her eyes lit up, and she said, "I'm a little hungry after walking around for so long, Young Master Tang is eating What—eh, chestnuts?"

"If you're hungry, let Lu Xiaofeng buy food for you. You can't eat this." Tang Wule took the paper bag away and handed it to Tang Jinghong: "If you're hungry, you can have a cushion."

"So stingy." Xue Bing pouted, followed the paper bag with her eyes, and then looked at Tang Jinghong.

Tang Jinghong accepted the paper bag amusedly, and was about to grab a handful for her when he suddenly realized something: "You really can't eat this - where did you buy it? Where is the person?" These words were addressed to Tang Wule of.

Tang Wule shrugged indifferently: "It's a small alley over there - buy one get one free, and the gift is a rare poison. I am not short of money, young master, so I am sorry to take advantage of others, so I paid her back a life-seeking one." arrow."

Hearing the meaning of these words, Xue Bing immediately took two steps back, staring at the paper bag with surprise and horror in his eyes—so this bag of chestnuts are poisonous chestnuts?