Chapter 115

"Lord, do you think the slave looks good?"

The young man was dressed in pomegranate red clothes, with red blood wreaths on his chest, and twisted his skirt around in front of Lin Lang, showing off more than a male peacock in the open screen.

Lin Lang closed his eyes and didn't want to talk to him.

Originally, she came to Dong Xiaodao's room in order to have a drama in which she was hurt by love and lost her life after drinking.

Then, she hugged "new love" and "accidentally" bumped into "old love".

It's exciting to think about the plot of the Shura field, OK?

Lin Lang can't bear to look at the two thick rouge on his face.

This is still in Lin Lang's strong demand, the other side is unwilling to "stop", but in the hairstyle aspect, he vowed to defend his "aesthetic taste" and refused to let the servants do it.

All gold, silver, jadeite and precious stones should be inserted without omission. Linlang idle egg pain count, red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, hey, boy, are you calling for colorful dragon?

Lin Lang has already regretted that he had "dressed up" this morning. She should not have expected of this coquettish bitch.

Dong Xiaodao didn't notice the woman's face as black as the bottom of the pot. Instead, he looked at himself in the mirror. Today, he put in the 62nd golden hairpin. The ideal full of 100 is not a dream. He has to work hard for it and sell himself. Ah, bah, he is trying to serve the king!

It's rare that the king stopped bathing today and said that he would take him out for a walk and let him appear with "the most beautiful posture".

On the street? That is the greatest happiness of men - buy, buy!

Dong Xiaodao was deeply frozen at that time. He didn't care about the pain in his buttocks. He quickly moved out his luxurious clothes and jewelry at the bottom of the box. He must let Wang Ye see his "sincerity". He would amaze her with "the most beautiful posture"!

But it seems that it's a mess

Dong Xiaodao's outer shirt is embroidered with a large amount of red peony flowers. When the wind blows, it looks like falling red, which is very beautiful. But beauty also has to pay a price, the clothes are actually very light, now it is winter, he just went out, and even sneezed several times.

Lin Lang asked him to put on his cloak, but he hesitated for a moment, but he still didn't agree. Although Dong Xiaodao has been in the market and has done a lot of stealing chickens and dogs, he must be a man of principle, right? What is temperature? Demeanor is everything!

For the sake of beauty, everything can be tolerated!

"A sneeze --"

a cold wind rushed into his nostrils, and Dong Xiaodao sneezed heavily. This time, because he was too hard, his hairpin fell out with the action and hit the person who came by!

"Pa --"

it's over!

Because he is so good that he can't die. He is the only male master of this mansion, Xie Wangfu!

He was also the man who read dozens of times when he was drunk yesterday!

Dong Xiaodao apologized incoherently, "Wang and Wang Fu, I didn't mean to. Just now my nose itched so much that I sneezed. As a result, the hairpin was not reliable and flew away by himself." He said.

Xie Liancheng didn't look at him. His eyes fell on the other side. She was wearing a black and red embroidered robe, but she didn't look up. Instead, she chuckled and hugged another person into her arms. "Well, you're scared, just like a quail. Where's your usual sharp mouth? Coward. "

Lin Lang's forefinger slightly curved, and gently shaved his nose. Dong Xiaodao was stunned by his friendly and loving manner. He would look up at her with his face up and his mouth open.

Forsythia took a look at the wooden master, bent down and picked up the silver blue bat hairpin which rolled down at his feet. Lin Lang beckoned him to come forward. He picked up his fingers and pinned it on Dong Xiaodao's bun. His gesture was indescribable and gentle.

"Wang Fu is broad-minded. How can an accountant be more rash than you?" Lin Lang lifted up the broken hair of the boy's temples and slowly pulled it to the back of his white ear. She lowered her eyes, her long and deep Phoenix eyes were covered by eyelashes, and a ray of dark light passed quickly.

She glimpsed the pale face on the other side of her face. The corners of her mouth slightly raised a trace of radian, and then quickly pressed down.

Lin Lang took the young man's hand and passed by Xie Liancheng.

Like a strange passer-by, cold and inhumane.

The hands under the sleeve robe tightly pinched up, revealing the ferocious blue veins.

"Young master, are you all right?"

"No problem."

Xie Liancheng released his hand, and his red lips became more and more pale. He stretched out his hand to smooth the wrinkled lapel of the cold wind. He was as calm as ever. Only he knew how hard he had spent to put on this plain expression.

Because, he is not qualified to be willful.

Now that you have chosen, you can't go back.

As soon as he went out, Dong Xiaodao felt as if he had let himself go. He wanted to move all the good things back to the palace."Boss, I'll take this jade bracelet!"

Dong Xiaodao is so arrogant that he doesn't pay for it anyway.

"Wang --"

a bony hand gently covered his lips.

"Shh, little fool, are you trying to expose yourself?"

He blinked his eyes to show that he was puzzled.

"At this time, call me wife Lord."

The woman's figure was nearly a head higher than him. When she bent over, it was like a dark shadow, forming a kind of heavy momentum, which was unavoidable. He unconsciously leaned back, like a tribute minister, before him was the beautiful king who was high and far away.

"Wife, wife master..."

He whispered, timidly, like a newborn cub.

How could this have happened? He had never tasted the taste of wine, but now he felt that he was totally drunk.

Lin Lang took the bracelet, put it on his slender wrist, nodded with satisfaction, "it's a good match for you."

He was a little embarrassed and bowed his head.

"Well, give me the money. There are many good things ahead."

Then, the red faced Dong Xiaodao went to pay the money.

When he was halfway there, he felt his shrunken purse subconsciously and thought, what's wrong? He went out to the great goal of "big harvest". How could he pay his own money instead?

Dong Xiaodao raised his face and took a quick look at the leisurely man in front of him. Just now, he seems to have been trapped by the Lord? Dong Xiaodao, who had never been slaughtered before, pressed his chin heavily and went back and forth in his mind what had just happened.

In the end, he came to a great conclusion.

Lord, she In order not to give money, he even used a beauty trick on himself!

I wipe, this is too shameless!

Dong Xiaodao thought indignantly. No wonder he said that Wang Ye, who was a man of frost and no one was allowed to enter, laughed so well. It turned out that he had dug a hole and let him jump by himself!

At this time, Lin Lang stopped and looked at the stall next to her eyes. She made a bamboo frame and hung with a wide range of fans, such as sandalwood fans and ivory fans loved by boudoir boys, and some paper folding fans that were mentioned by literati.

However, in the winter, these elegant decorations are rarely patronized. The stall owner may also want to buy the new year's Eve as soon as possible, so the price given is very cheap and reasonable. A couple in front of them are picking on their clothes.

Lin Lang picked up a simple and elegant paper fan at will, which has the artistic conception of "people's leisure, sweet osmanthus falling, night quiet spring mountain sky". She plays in the palm of her hand and seems to like it very much.

Dong Xiaodao, who has stepped on the trap once, is very alert now. He doesn't want to get close to Linlang.

The woman suddenly thought of something and looked up at Dong Xiaodao.

When she lifted her finger, the folding fan suddenly bloomed in her hands like a lotus flower. The rockery flowers and birds on her head were lifelike, but they were not as pleasant as her white fingers.

"Knife, do you look good?"

She gently shakes the folding fan, and the sound of a slight slowing down is like a slender feather passing through the tip of her heart. Dong Xiaodao seemed to hear a naughty bird fluttering in his chest and flew away.

In the snow and ice, the folding fan of the noble woman in brocade fur is even more exquisite than the picture scroll. And her eyes only allow him a person, so affectionate.

"Good, good-looking."

Dong Xiaodao swallows saliva, very unpromising, red neck.

Once again, she was led by the nose by Lin Lang.

When he regained consciousness again, his bulging purse shrank by more than half. He would have cried bitterly if it hadn't been in this busy street.

Why on earth is this?

He just came to buy. How did he end up paying?

And the culprit did not pay any attention to his collapse mood, and pulled him to a place where he bought sugar. In spite of the cold weather, there are still a group of small guys with the same high interest around the periphery. With the exquisite dolls made by the master, the voice of admiration is issued.

Dong Xiaodao covers his purse and looks at Lin Lang like a wolf.

Isn't it enough to cheat her twice? Even if he paid to buy a lesson, women's words can't be trusted, especially those who are very beautiful and laugh!

This time, he will defend his silver to the death! go through thick and thin together!

Master Fu's hands and feet are numb, and Lin Lang pinches a doll wrapped in red. It seems that she is angry. Her small cheeks are bulging up, which is particularly funny and lovely.

Lin Lang turned and handed it to Dong Xiaodao.

His face was on guard, and his tone was also very uncomfortable, "why? I won't give you money! "

Lin Lang thought, really give people angry hard, even the catchwords are out.

"There are children in other families, so should children in my family."

"Good, eat it."Only a word, instantly pacify the little things.