Chapter 467: Brother Xiao's is too vigorous

Is she worrying too much?
Nan Baoyi held the veil soaked in hot rose juice and gently covered her cheek.
I hope she is worrying too much.
The girl combed the spirit snake bun, changed into a bean-green embroidered skirt, and stepped out of the boudoir refreshingly.
Under the wooden gallery of the large study room, there are short cases and futons. Shen Yichao is taking coins to rehearse gossip. Jiang Suihan fell to the ground with ancient medical books on his face, as if he was sleeping back to sleep.
The sound of breaking the wind suddenly came--
The feather arrow pierced the air, and it passed by Nan Baoyi's temple, and the sharp arrow plunged straight into the pillar.
She swallowed and looked at the young man with a bow and arrows in horror.
A fourteen-year-old boy with short brown coarse cloth and attractive appearance, his fox eyes are full of hostility.
Over the past half month, Ning Wanzhou has always lived in the Chaowenyuan, learning martial arts and riding and shooting with the second brother's dark guard, but he has never seen Zhuzhu to look for him.
Nan Baoyi felt that this suppressed anger was about to break.
She pulled out the feather arrow, looked at the honeycombed arrow hole on the pillar of the eye porch, and said in a reply: "Little father-in-law, my porch has complicated carvings. It was ruined by you. It is very expensive to ask the master to re-carve it."
"You also think I'm poor?"
Ning Wanzhou was more hostile, and Chao Nan Baoyi's eyebrow arched a bow and arrow.
Nan Baoyi raised her hands and was about to cry.
The sky is a lesson, she really didn't dislike Ning Wanzhou being poor!
Does she dare to dislike it? !
Ning Wanzhou snorted coldly, and was about to teach her something, when someone behind him slapped him first.
He touched the sore back of his head and turned around, Xiao Yi spit out a word simply and roughly: "Get out."
Ning Wanzhou couldn't beat him.
He was holding a bow and arrow and went to look for an arrow target next to him with a dark face.
"Second brother," Nan Baoyi was curious, "Aren't you going to the Yamen if you don't go to court today?"
Although Dali's official position is not high, he is a Beijing official with real power. Not only does he deal with a large number of lawsuits every day, he also has to review the cases sent by various counties.
Occasionally, Xiao Yi would bring the case files back to Chaowenyuan. Nan Baoyi took a peek while studying ink for him, whose mother-in-law Hongxing had gone out of the wall, whose son was fighting for the unfairness of the division, and so on. There are a lot of children, but there are also big and frightening cases where the whole family was killed.
And Xiao Yi had been in the prison justice office for a while, and now when he stops there, even if he is wearing ordinary clothes, the official power on his body is still scary. The kind of perceptive demeanor is even more frightening, as if by him. With a cold look, he can penetrate all the careful thoughts.
But Nan Baoyi is not afraid of him.
Because this is the man she is going to marry.
She stepped forward to tidy up the sleeve corners for Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi touched her head, her thin lips pursed a little bit of indulgence: "Xie Mu today, play with you."
Nan Baoyi Danfeng’s eyes are even brighter: "Then, shall we put the paper kite?"
In the spring of previous years, she and her cousin often put paper kites together.
But since the beginning of the spring of this year, she has been busy fighting with Jiang Jia, and finally got off. The little cousin went out to play with Jin Jia Gongzi again every other time. They have never played Paper Kite.
Xiao Yi looked at her.
The little girl is fourteen years old, but she still has the prosperous temperament of a girl in her boudoir.
He was willing to condone her innocence.
So he nodded.
Nan Baoyi ran to the boudoir with the skirt and skirt, to get her favorite nine-tailed fox kite.
Xiao Yi sat down on the corridor.
The sun fell on his wide sleeves. Although it was the season when the world was full of flowers, the landscape of the garden was still beautiful, and some faint gardenias were added between his breath.
"Second brother!"
Nan Baoyi stepped out of the threshold holding the paper kite and was about to greet Xiao Yi to play with her. Suddenly there was a movement on the other side of Chaowenyuan, and it was Nan Baozhu who was leading Jin Min over.
"Jiaojiao," Nan Baozhu shouted, "It's boring to put a lot of paper kites. We are so crowded, why don't we play the pitcher? So everyone can play."
Looking at Nan Baoyi, not only Jin Min but also his younger sister Jin Yao followed.
The two parties saw the ceremony, and Nan Baoyi held the paper kite with disgust on his face: "Throw the pot..."
What's so fun about throwing pots? She would rather put paper kites with her second brother!
After Huaqianshu, she led the line and ran, and fell into the arms of her second brother delicately...
She has thought about how to connect and develop.
Jiang Suihan, who was dozing off, woke up before she racked her brains to figure out a reason for rejection.
He threw away the medical book covering his face, and said with a smile: "Throwing pot is fun! Aftertaste, you take someone to prepare the things for the pot, let's play the pot! It's just that it's boring to play, so you have to add some color."
"Then according to the old rules, each person takes a piece of valuables as a bet?" Nan Baozhu said crisply, "The one who wins can take all the bets."
"No, let's change the game."
Jiang Suihan was very interested, "Have you ever heard of Truth or Dare?"
Truth or Dare requires those who lose in the game to either answer a question honestly or take a risk.
Jiang Suihan explained the rules of the game to everyone, pointing to the aftertaste and their prepared pitching props, "Throwing the feather arrow into the mouth of the pot is for pitching the pot. Whoever fails to make a shot in a round is the loser. As the host, I do not participate in the game. Specially responsible for preparing truth and big adventures for the losers."
This gameplay is really novel.
Nan Baozhu's heart burst after playing, and even Nan Baoyi became interested.
Shen Yichao whispered "boring."
Jiang Suihan raised his eyebrows: "Then are you playing or not?"
Shen Yichao: "...play."
Although he claims to be a celebrity with a strong mind, he is just a young man who hasn't made it yet. Of course he wants to play.
In the first round, only Nan Baoyi missed the pot.
When she threw the feather arrow, she was scratched and squeaked by Nan Baozhu, so she threw it crookedly.
Jiang Suihan was very interested: "Do you choose the truth or a big adventure?"
Nan Baoyi beat a drum in his heart.
What the is the big adventure, what if Jiang Suihan wants her to do something she doesn't like?
After a long while, she whispered: "Speak the truth."
"Then I'm welcome." Jiang Suihan smiled openly, "Nan Xiaowu, when and where did the Xiao brother kiss you for the first time? Don't lie."
this problem……
Being watched curiously by everyone, Nan Baoyi's cheeks burst red.
She held her handkerchief tightly and quietly glanced at Xiao Yi beside her.
The eyes of the two collided, and the man's Dan Feng had a small smile hidden in his eyes.
Nan Baoyi avoided subconsciously.
She bit her lip and said like a gnat: "The time I went to the Xiling Snow Mountain in the spring and summer of the previous year, it was on the mountain road..."
"Wow!"
Jiang Suihan exclaimed.
The year before last!
How old is Nan Xiaowu!
Brother Xiao family is too vigorous!
Nan Baozhu even opened his eyes, and pointed to his sister inconceivably, then pointed to Xiao Yi: "You, you..."
She clearly remembered that at that time, the relationship between Jiaojiao and her second brother was not very harmonious.
At that time...
In the second round of pitching, Nan Baoyi was embarrassed, and Xiaoxiao retaliated against Nan Baozhu.
Nan Baozhu didn't throw Yujian, and was very depressed. While complaining that his sister didn't tell her anything, he was forced to accept punishment.
When choosing the truth and the big adventure, Nan Baozhu glanced at the fourteen-year-old boy with sullen eyes.
Not knowing what she was afraid of answering, she took a big risk.
Jiang Suihan looked around Jin Min and Ning Wanzhou, smiling inexplicably: "From all the teenagers present, choose one and hold a small hand."