Chapter 17

Seems to feel the loss of folded robes, the man is mysterious, said: "you say, if Ziju found his fiancee is not as simple as he imagined, so what?"

The fourth miss of the Ye family is not as unbearable as it is rumored. Chen Ziju has always relied on her ability to be open-minded and cherished the alternative. How can she not care?

Thinking, Ji Changye's eyes move.

But I don't think that in the next few years, he will regret making such a decision.

……

This one.

The night was deep, the snow stopped, and the stars came out little by little.

Ye sang originally thought that yunjinyao would come and humiliate her while she was injured today, but she didn't see anyone after dinner.

Thinking, she picked pick eyebrow, can't think of a reason, let Jiao Mei accept bowl chopsticks.

After washing the dishes and chopsticks, Jiao Mei walked into the room. She couldn't see anyone. She turned her head and saw her young lady feeding her dog with the leftovers at the corner of the kennel.

This time, ye sang did not wear the cloak, but directly wore a water pink lace cotton padded jacket. The padded jacket was very thick. Ye sang had run twice in the yard before, and his pale face was flushed with heat. It looked like a little red apple. It was very lovely and watery.

At night, the cold wind is not big, but it is a little bit cold.

Ye sang scattered her hair. Her long black hair fell on her shoulder and behind her back. Then her hair tip gently touched the snow. Occasionally she could get a little white. From a distance, it was like an elf coiled in her hair.

Ye Sang put the grain into a small bowl. There was some tea in the bowl. Ye sang mixed the rice and tea with twigs. Occasionally, a little bit of minced meat could be seen inside. Then he squatted on one side and watched the little white dog eat the dinner.

Little white dog with a small tongue bit by bit to hook food into his small mouth, that chew and swallow carefully, the appearance is very much like the ladies in the boudoir.

This dog is very smart. On weekdays, ye sang suspects that it is a dog spirit. Otherwise, how can he know how to drink tea?

Every time she and Jiao Mei bring a cup of tea, enough to aftertaste it for two or three days.

Ye sang saw its appearance, with a smile on his face: "you are the best."

Hearing her voice, the little white dog raised his head from the bowl, whined a few times, indicating resistance.

Seems to know what it is shouting, ye sang took a twig and patted it on the brain, scolded with a smile: "poor mouth!"

"Miss?" Before the words fell, Jiao Mei took the cloak and came over.

Seeing that ye Sang was stirring food for little white dog with a twig, Jiao Mei was stunned. Then she put her cloak on her own young lady. Then she lowered her body and took the twig from ye Sang's hand: "young lady, it's better to be a slave."

"Well." Ye sang didn't refuse, gave her the twig, and then looked at the little white dog.

I don't know if it's because ye sang laughed at it just now. Xiaobaigou didn't chew slowly this time, but quickly hooked the food into his mouth. But after a while, a small bowl of food was gone.

The master and the servant squatted on the edge of the kennel and looked at the little dog.

The dog had enough to eat and drink, belched a lot, and then glanced at the two of them, turned and fell into his own nest, squinting and sleeping.

Seeing that he was so proud, Jiao Mei couldn't help spanking him with a twig. Then she gritted her teeth and hummed: "Miss, this dog is really more and more courageous..."

That's what she said, but her action was like tickling it.

Seeing this, ye sang smiles. She holds her face in both hands and looks at the angry tuan'er. She doesn't know why. She seems to think of something: "Jiao Mei, I heard that dog meat is delicious?"

"So?" Jiao Mei asked.

"So, we should fatten it up a little bit more..."

Jiao Mei

Seeing that ye Sang was serious, Jiao Mei was serious too, and said solemnly, "Miss, I remember Qiqiao cooking dog meat in South Street is very good..."

Speaking, it seems that the aftertaste from the taste of dog meat, corner plum can not help but swallow saliva.

Qiqiao, the child king of beggars on the South Street, when ye sang secretly went out of the house, he lived in the old temple where they often gathered.

Some time ago, when ye sang happened to save general Yun, he also threw general Ji there.

Before he finished speaking, the little white dog, who had been hiding in the nest, jumped out and tore at Jiao Mei's sleeve.

Jiao Mei was startled. Seeing that she couldn't get rid of it from both sides, she could not help stamping her feet. She said: "this beast, miss is right. It's time to eat you!"

See a person a dog pester endlessly, leaf mulberry jumps to one side, for fear that will affect fish pond, cover mouth ha ha ground to smile: "I didn't really say to want to eat it."

She smiles heartlessly. Under the moonlight, her pretty face looks like spring flowers. In a piece of ice and snow, she looks very innocent.