Chapter 317: The little girl from the south family, marrying home, afraid of going to the house

With the ringing of the gong, most of the men in the street were attracted.
Nan Bao is really beautiful in clothes.
They couldn't help getting excited, and they were still frivolous, shouting at her: "Little beauty, throw me the hydrangea! I will give you happiness!"
Nan Baoyi is holding the hydrangea, her palms are hot, dumbfounded.
She often feels that she is too cheap.
I want to chop my hands...
The aftertaste silently supports the forehead.
If the young lady finds an uncle here to take home, it is estimated that the master will have to strip her skin off!
But I didn't notice it, and praised: "The young lady has attracted the sons of the whole street. It's so charming!"
Nan Baoyi: "..."
Do you want to give you such a charm?
Tastefully and honestly suggested: "In today's world, men can have groups of wives and concubines. The servants think that the young lady is no less resourceful than the men. Instead of throwing a few more hydrangea today, you can also pick up a few door-to-door sons-in-laws to go home and pass on from generation to generation. People must be very happy."
Nan Baoyi: "..."
Why don't you let me give you the hydrangea, how many more son-in-laws will you hire?
The aftertaste twisted Tasting Heart's arm.
This girl is so stupid that she can't see that the master is interesting to the young lady!
If the master hears these words, don't talk about the skin, even the bones will be lost!
The shopkeeper laughed from ear to ear, "Girl, this elegant seat has a beautiful side facing the street and has a wide view, so it is often used by large families as a good place to throw hydrangea. This hydrangea is taken, but there is no reason to put it down! You! please?"
Nan Baoyi: "..."
She didn't want to invite.
But now her family is setting up a bank, and credibility is the most important thing. If she refuses to throw the hydrangea and is recognized by others, it may affect the bank's business.
But the person she wants to marry is not here...
Shadows on street corners.
Gu Chongshan stood with his hands behind.
He looked up at Nan Baoyi.
The little girl wears a fragrant concubine color jacket dress, a delicate cloud bun, and a white face.
Standing next to the beauty holding a big hydrangea, staring blankly at the men on the street, Dan Feng's peach blossom red with smudged eyes, like a wronged rabbit.
Do you want to help her out?
Twisting the ebony beads at the fingertips, before thinking about the result, the little behind him said respectfully: "Supervisor, why don't you take the hydrangea back as a slave and give it to you?"
After finishing speaking, he suddenly appeared fierce and cursed at himself: "What are you robbing? It's interesting that the governor personally grabs it!"
"Hey, then we have the West Factory, but there is the Governor's wife!"
Mrs. Governor...
Gu Chongshan wrote the word.
The eyelashes covered the pupils, and the initial coolness gradually dissipated, leaving only the bottomless darkness.
He slowly raised his eyes and looked at the little girl again.
In the autumn sun, her eyes are brighter and warmer than the sun.
And he was in the abyss, dark and cold, and indifferent.
I really want to be watched by those eyes...
There was a certain greed in my heart.
He took that step slowly--
But I heard a sneer not far away.
The young Hou Ye with a golden crown, lazily leaning on the side of the slanting bridge, with a smile on his eyebrows, he folds a light pink hibiscus, and sniffs it under his nose.
He raised Dan Feng's eyes, with a smile but a smile: "Benhou's sister, don't bother at nine thousand years."
Gu Chongshan was expressionless.
The raised black boots slowly retracted.
He said, "Master Hou really came to Jianmenguan."
"You let my sister-in-law come here, isn't it just to hook Benhou? Benhou is very curious, how tricky is the Jianmenguan thing, you can't even handle it at nine thousand years old?"
Gu Chongshan was noncommittal.
Xiao Yi played with hibiscus flowers and looked up at the top of the pavilion.
Dan Feng's cold and unruly eyes showed a touch of tenderness.
In the dark, Nan Baoyi felt that someone was looking at herself.
She looked at it intuitively.
The Minister of Power was leaning on the Baishi Bridge, the crimson cloak hunting and flying in the autumn wind, the leather belted army boots, the lazy posture, while staring at her gloomily, while bowing his head to kiss the pale pink hibiscus on the fingertips.
The posture of wanting to talk and rest, abstinence and sultry.
The girl rubbed her eyes in disbelief.
Sir, why are you here in Jiange County? !
It was repeatedly determined that the young man who appeared on the Baishi Bridge was him, Nan Baoyi's white and tender cheeks quickly licked away the rouge, a heart pounding, as if he was about to hit his chest!
She swallowed.
I'm ready to throw the hydrangea to him...
on……
Be bold, right?
If he asked, she said it was a joke.
Nan Baoyi was nervous for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage to throw the hydrangea in his direction!
The red hydrangea drew a beautiful parabola in mid-air.
Gu Chongshan twisted his fingertips calmly with his hand behind his back, but he never took that step after all.
The street was crowded and crowded, and they all stood on tiptoe and stretched out their hands toward the hydrangea
But there is a volley of breaking wind!
The stunning young man stepped on their shoulders and jumped up, grabbed the red hydrangea in mid-air, and stood neatly against the beauty.
Leaning against the beauty, he hugged the red hydrangea, raised his eyebrows towards Nan Baoyi and smiled: "What to do, Nan Jiaojiao's hydrangea was snatched by Benhou..."
Nan Baoyi grabbed the hem of his clothes, his cheeks flushed even more.
She stared down at the embroidered shoes, and whispered in a joking tone: "Second brother received my hydrangea and wants to marry me."
Xiao Yi leaned over slightly, leaning close to her face.
He squeezed her white and tender face, with a low and confusing voice: "But the little girl from the South family, who is disobedient and ambitious, marries home, fearing that she will go to the house to reveal the tile... My brother is afraid that he can't bear it. ."
Nan Baoyi was embarrassed and bit her lip and turned and ran into the elegant seat.
Taste Xin smiled and said: "Master, miss, Xiao Er brought up breakfast, there is corn juice!"
Xiao Yi was indifferent.
He is more interested in the rouge on Nan Jiaojiao's lips than corn juice.
He restrained his desire, stepped slowly into the elegant seat, pinned the pale pink hibiscus to the temple of Nan Baoyi, "eat breakfast."
As soon as he came, the rules of Aftertaste and others stood up.
At the table of the Eight Immortals, there were only him and Nan Baoyi, while Yuwei and others went to the lobby downstairs for dinner.
Nan Baoyi picked up the chopsticks, very curious, "Why did my second brother also come to Jiange County?"
Xiao Yi peeled her a boiled egg, "Come to Jiang's Escort, and show Nan Baozhu's husband and wife."
"Look at her husband-in-law?" Nan Baoyi was surprised, "Can someone see a suitable one?"
"No."
"Oh……"
Nan Baoyi took the boiled egg he handed over and took a small bite.
She thought that if the little father-in-law made trouble, it was strange that Zhuzhu could see her husband and son-in-law.
The egg yolk choked a little.
Xiao Yi handed her a cup of almond tea.
Nan Baoyi was drinking tea, and Gu Chongshan stepped in, "Jingxihou shouldn't mind, I have breakfast with you?"
He twirled ebony beads, and his navy blue round-neck uniform made his lips red and white, like a beautiful boy.
Xiao Yi smiled but didn't smile: "Benhou has always been generous."
Gu Chongshan was seated.
Nan Baoyi looked up at these two people.
Obviously they were just sharing breakfast, and they were all smiling, but their smiles were terrible.
The atmosphere between the tables is gloomy, as if wind and rain are coming, no matter how brilliant the autumn sun can bring warmth.
Nan Baoyi even made up a terrible conversation:
Xiao Yi: "What do you eat for nine thousand years old?"
Gu Chongshan: "Ten catties of raw beef, the kind with hairs and blood. What does Jingxihou eat?"
Xiao Yi: "Oh, I eat raw pig hind legs, the kind with leg bones and pig skin, and I chew hard."