Chapter 879

"Go, blue and white." Gong Zilin added, "it matches her skin color."

Shopkeeper Yan was stunned and came back to his senses. He glanced vaguely at Gong Zilin and hurried away with the pile of sheets. Halfway, he fell to the ground with a bang because he stepped on the sheets.

Song Ningyu was awakened by the bang. She subconsciously stretched out her hand and touched the side of soft collapse. Gong Zilin's hand immediately stretched out.

"Wake you up?"

Song Ningyu nodded: "what are you doing?" she couldn't see, so she always asked.

Gong Zilin conveniently took down the hairpin on song Ningyu's head. The beautiful green silk scattered all over his head and reflected the exquisite face. For a moment, Gong Zilin felt that heaven and earth were pale.

Seeing that Gong Zilin didn't speak, song Ningyu patted the hand Gong Zilin held with her.

"I was thinking, after all, what kind of big marriage is worthy of a married woman."

Song Ningyu's face was slightly stiff, and her tone was a little kowtow: "another... Another big marriage?"

She pinched her fingers and calculated. When Gong Qingyue was still the emperor, she made an order and promised her to Gong Zilin. Unfortunately, she didn't sit in the wedding sedan.

Later, she pretended to be dead and met Ouyang fire. As a result, she almost married Ouyang fire because Huangdao made trouble and didn't get married.

Later, they took Hongmeng and paid homage, but they didn't round the house because of her physical problems, and the people of Huangdao didn't agree with their wedding

Speaking of it, her wedding seems to have been very bumpy

"Why? Don't you like it?"

Song Ningyu's face turned black: "I refuse!" she refused completely! Every big marriage gets up early in the morning and tosses all day

"Well, at that time, do you think I'll go to Huangdao to marry you? Or will I get married directly in Tangguo? If I go to Huangdao to meet you, it's too long..." Gong Zilin sat alone beside song Ningyu's soft collapse and began to mutter. Someone didn't care about song Ningyu's slight refusal.

Song Ningyu sighed helplessly and changed the topic: "I didn't go here to cure myself and fight with Tangmen. We must have someone who can live in Tangmen."

Gong Zilin nodded with a smile: "don't think so much. Have you forgotten? You still have me for your husband! With me, you can't be so tired. I'm not a decoration for you."

It was more than enough for a soft collapse to accommodate song Ningyu. However, Gong Zilin also squeezed in. Song Ningyu lay on his body and his face was slightly black.

Gong Zi was serious yesterday: "sleep."

“……”

The noon time moved slowly. Shopkeeper Yan quietly opened a slit in the room. There was no one in the hall. She opened the door wider, glanced at the waiter behind her and motioned him not to make a sound.

Gong Zilin woke up at the moment when he pushed away the room. He lowered his head and swept his eyes. Song Ningyu, who was sleeping soundly in his arms, felt a trace of satisfaction on his evil face. Shopkeeper Yan, who was standing at the door of the inner room, was flashed by the demon's smile, and his heart jumped.

Good... Handsome man!

Unfortunately, the famous grass has a master

Gong Zilin's spoiled eyes suddenly changed color and became extremely fierce, which scared shopkeeper Yan's heart into pieces. The sun outside the window tilted, and the woman in his arms slept unprepared and rubbed his chest.

Immediately rubbed the cold breath away.

Shopkeeper Yan gently took the sheets from the small second-hand and put them on the table. He walked back with a false smile and closed the door.

Alas, it's hard to earn money these days!

When song Ningyu woke up after a good sleep, the sky began to sink. In this Yuelao City, because the night market is very popular, it doesn't matter much between day and night.

Song Ningyu sat on the collapse, propped his chin leisurely, and listened to the sound of Gong Zilin making the bed. Although she couldn't see it, her heart was sweet. The little tiger cat scratched the door with a fragile voice. When she saw that no one had started for her, her sharp little voice screamed more and more, and she had the posture of handing over people.

"What's wrong with the tiger cat?" song Ningyu groped for the wheelchair and wanted to sit on it himself.

Gong Zilin hurried to her side, picked her up and twisted her slender eyebrows: "just say what you want to do. If you fall dead, who can I find to compensate my wife? That little broken cat can't see her in pieces!"

Put song Ningyu into the wheelchair. Gong Zilin turned to open the door. The little tiger cat was covered with blood and stood shaky at the door. It was a terrible sight.

"The cat is covered with blood. It's estimated that she won't live long. After it's over, she'll find a pit to bury it." Gong Zilin picked up the cat's back collar and suggested tepid. The little tiger cat stared at Gong Zilin and made a sad voice in an instant, as if Gong Zilin really did something about it!

"Ah Lin, stop making trouble and show her the injury. There is medicine for treating the injury in the dark Pavilion of the wheelchair." song Ningyu can't see and has nothing to do. Song Ningyu wants to take the things in the wheelchair very conveniently. She's doing something for Gong Zilin. She thinks he really killed the tiger cat.

Gong Zilin didn't think about it. He saved a tiger and cat that song Ningyu played with. In the end, he became the object of his favor! I really regret that my intestines were blue.

Gong Zilin turned the little tiger cat up and down, but he didn't see any wound on her. He looked at the cat suspiciously for a while, suddenly took it to the basin, and just said to song Ningyu, "there's no wound on her. About which unlucky egg was provoked by her, so the injured blood stained her. I'll wash her."

The whole room was filled with the shrill cry of the cat, as if it were being cut by people. Xiao Baobao kicked the door open and shouted in a crisp voice, "good bad man! You don't even let a lovely kitten go!"

Gong Zilin pushed the kitten into the water. The kitten's four claws kept fluttering. Song Ningyu rubbed his eyebrows and said helplessly, "ah Lin, if you can't wash it, let Ouyang come."

Gong Zilin picked up the cat. Xiao Baobao swept his eyes through the lamp lit in the room. Suddenly, he was full of righteous anger and burned red: "you, what did you say she did! A basin of blood! You even let her blood out!"

Gong Zilin raised the cat from the water with a gloomy face. The cat shook its body. In an instant, all the water touched Gong Zilin and Xiao Baobao.

Xiao Baobao immediately turned a camp: "you... How dare you spray Miss Ben's water! Throw it out! No, throw it into the kennel!"

Gong Zilin took out the dry towel and lightened the action of wiping the tiger and cat's hair. Xiao Baobao looked at the tiger and cat for half a ring, and suddenly looked up in surprise: "brother Ouyang, do you think the cat is public? Otherwise, how do you like sister song so much?"