Chapter 406

"Really?" Meiya was a little excited. She forgot to be shy for a while, and looked at Zhong Mingwei with surprise and joy. "Didn't you say you had to wait for your legs to get married?"

Zhong Mingwei looks at the surprise face in front of him. His heart is going to ache. He reaches for Meiya's back brain, leans over, and prints a kiss on Meiya's smooth forehead.

"When your wedding dress is ready, my legs will be better."

"Then we must hurry to do it, hehe," Meiya deser looked at Zhong Mingwei cunningly. "Anyway, when I do it well, we will get married, whether you are good or not. Anyway, you promised it to me today, hehe!"

"Yes, I'll give it to you today," said Zhong Mingwei, rubbing Meiya's face and looking at Meiya without blinking. His eyes are gentle enough to bore a person. "Girl, hurry up, I can't wait a bit."

"Bah! No shame. " The beautiful bud spat in a low voice, and the two white and tender hands were holding the red silk.

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Jiasheng 33 March 28

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Magistrate Yamen.

Fang Chengyin has been in a bad mood recently. Since she came back from chenjiatun that day, Fang Chengyin has been depressed. Whenever she thinks of Chen Qingxuan's deliberate alienation and excessive politeness, she doesn't have a taste in her heart. She doesn't understand Chen Qingxuan's meaning, but she hasn't received any response after so long, Chen Qingxuan, on the contrary, is now avoiding her everywhere.

"Miss," the maid pushed the door in, walked to Fang Chengyin's face, and bowed, "you have all the prepared gifts ready. Will you send them to Mr. Chen now?"

"Ready so soon?" Fang Chengyin was a little fidgety, took a sip of tea, and then said to the maid, "first bring me something to see."

"Yes, I do," said the little maid, who was so busy that she bowed down and came in with a tray. There was an inkstone and four brushes on it. The little maid put the tray on the table and smiled at Fang Chengyin. "Miss, you still have eyes. The Shanxi Chengni inkstone and Huying Zihao brush are good things that ordinary people never see in their lives West. "

"You know a lot." Fang Chengyin glanced at the little maid, lazily.

"Where do you know that? It's just that I used to serve in the master's study. I can recognize it when I look at it a lot, "the little maid said with a smile, and asked Fang Chengyin in a low voice," Miss, can I deliver it to Mr. Chen now? "

Seeing that "Jixian bookstore" is about to resume, Fang Chengyin plans to give Chen Qingxuan some gifts early in the morning. When she originally picked out the gifts, she was still full of joy. But at this time, she was melancholy towards the inkstone and brush in front of her.

"Take it first, then," Fang Chengyin said softly, sipping his tea and asking the maid, "who bought the inkstone and brush? It's easy to do things. I bought them in less than a month. "

"Miss Qi, it's bodyguard Kong." Said the little maid.

"Bodyguard Kong?" Fang Chengyin was shocked and looked at the maid. "Is it Kong Wenmin?"

"No, it's keyhole bodyguard," the maid smiled. "Half a month ago, keyhole bodyguard went out to work. At that time, the young lady was in a hurry to ask for things, but the snow blocked the way. If the housekeeper went out to buy things, how could it take two or three months? Keyhole bodyguard knew it and took the initiative. Keyhole bodyguard also came back this morning, and then hurriedly I have returned the inkstone and the brush. "

"Your name is Kong Wenjie. He's Xiao Kong's bodyguard?" Fang Chengyin is not curious about Kong Wenjie's speed this time, but more curious about the appellation of the little hole bodyguard.

"Yes, they must be distinguished from each other," said the little maid with a smile. "So, we call them respectively big Kong and small hole in private."

Fang Chengyin thought of Kong Wenjie's big man and dark face, and couldn't help laughing out: "let's call it in private, otherwise, the little hole bodyguard will be angry."

"Haha, naturally, we dare not shout in front of each other," said the little maid with a smile, holding up the tray and following Fang Chengyin, "the maid put away the things first."

"Let's go," Fang Chengyin said, looking at the inkstone, sipping his tea and casually following his maid. "Tomorrow, you can find something to send to Kong and thank him for me."

"Yes, my maidservant." The little maid was so busy that she agreed.