Chapter 505: Masters like men?

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Purple Garden.
Liang Yan is tidying up the herbs in the yard, seeing warm, warm strings, and chilling together, put the medicine sieve.
"I said what happened to you three today, how come you come to me with such interest."
Cool and joke, while walking to the table, pour tea for three people.
The three were not polite and sat down together.
"You still said that it is not yours."
Warmer took a sip of tea and stunned his eyes.
"That is, now my grandmother paints the beauty of the white string Xuan Xuan every day, making me want to vomit when I see those beautiful people." Wen Xian is also busy with bitter water.
Liang Yan vomited a bit of guilty tongue.
The grandmother actually started to help the eldest sister, the second brother, the third brother Zhang Luocheng, and the daring of the three is just running her to take refuge here.
"No, my portraits are full of men's portraits, fat, thin, tall, short, and I am almost lost interest in men."
Warmly slammed to the table, as long as she thought about the portrait of a beautiful man in the sorcerer, she was black.
If it wasn't for the grandmother who sent the portrait, she would really think that it was a punishment for her.
Listening to the grievances of the two men, I was cold and confused and looked cold.
Big sister and third brother are all started, grandmother has no reason to let go of the second brother.
"cough......"
The eyes that were explored by Liang Yan looked a little blushing, and they coughed and coughed. "Almost."
"Hey......"
Wen string lamented and followed the table. "I heard that there are more than three of us, even the masters, the grandmother has not let go."
"What? Grandmother also sent a portrait of a beautiful man to the master?" Wenshen heard the words, and immediately stood up.
Wen Ling strangely blinked his eyes, "Yeah, you think, the master is eight years older than us, grandmother can let him go? The portrait of the beauty sent this time is afraid that it will only be more than us, no It will be less than us."
The warm sorrow flashed lightly. "That, let me go out."
After that, I ran straight away.
Wenling stared at the back of Wenther’s back and frowned.
What happened to Big Sister?

Going out at this time, isn’t it a self-investment?
The cold eyes and the cold eyes are all tacit.
"You, you look smart, in fact, not much smarter than the pig." The voice of Nguyen was full of disgust.
The cold lips and micro-hooks are very close to the nod.
Looking at the two people's smirk, the temperature string is not happy.
"Even your three brothers dare to laugh, see how I can clean you up."
After the string was finished, he licked his sleeve and rushed toward the cool.
"Hehehehe... Three brothers... I am wrong with my third brother..."
There was a lot of laughter in the house, but the sneak peek outside the house was a bitter smile.
This girl, I can't see him for a few days, but I can laugh so happy. It seems that I don't want him at all.
Morning Hall.
"The city owner."
Mu Xiaowu took the tea pot and hurried into the room.
Xia Houchen turned around in confusion, but he heard a scream, and then Mu Xiaowu and the tray of tea squirted together and flew over to him.
Xia Houchen frowned, and subconsciously waved the tray to catch Mu Xiaowu, but he was violently hit by him.
"Hey..."
Mu Xiaowu was on Xiahouchen, mourning constantly.
Xia Houchen frowned, "You are fine."
"it's okay no problem."
Mu Xiaowu thought that Xiahouchen was still under him, and immediately climbed up in a hurry, but he felt a hot and humid, and he said, "Is it hot, I look."
Mu Xiaowu said, he was anxious to solve Xia Houchen's clothes.
"I am fine."
"Big......"
Xia Houchen just wanted to stop Mu Xiaowu's movements, and he heard the sudden sound outside the door abruptly stopped.
"Brothers..."
Warmly stunned and looked at Xiahouchen and Mu Xiaowu on the ground, and murmured two words.
The two turned at the same time, but only saw the back of the warmth turned.
Xia Houchen frowned and his eyes were covered with a glimmer of light.
Mu Xiaowu finally reacted, and his hands and feet climbed up, and then Xiahouchen was pulled up.
Looking at the back of the warm wood, Mu Xiaowu was somewhat worried.
"That, she seems to have misunderstood, I will explain."
Mu Xiaowu said that he was going to chase after the warmth, but he was caught by Xiahouchen.
"no need."
Mu Xiaowu slammed and stunned, "Why, you are not..."
"I gotta go."
Xia Houchen looked at the back of the warmth, and his heart hurt like a knife.
"Where to go?"
Mu Xiaowu stupidly blinked.
Xia Houchen regained his gaze, and a little bitter smile on his lips. "Go where I should go."
"What about the Princess of Warmer?" Mu Xiaowu frowned, his eyes full of eagerness.
He has been with him since he was thirteen years old. It can be said that he grew up watching him. Naturally, he knows that he likes Princess Wenser. If he leaves, what about the Princess Wensser?
Xia Houchen coveted, covering the sorrow of the fundus.
The danger there is even unpredictable. He can't take her. Only the genius is where she should stay, but he doesn't belong to the sky.
See Xiahouchen not talking, Mu Xiaowu anxious, "You don't know, I just rushed into the house just want to tell you, too, the Queen also prepared a lot of beautiful men and women for the Princess of Warm Princess, let her choose the husband."
Xia Houchen’s heart suddenly trembled, and an unspeakable sourness continued to spread in his heart.
"Someone takes care of her, too."
Difficult to spit out, Xia Houchen feels that his heart is breaking.
But what about heartache? I still don’t know how many years I have to go. Does the girl keep waiting for him?
Seeing Xiahou morning is sad, Mu Xiaowu is not a taste.
"Can you......"
"There is not yours there, you stay in the sky." Mu Xiaowu's words have not been finished, they were directly interrupted by Xia Houchen.
"but......"
Mu Xiaowu frowned and wanted to say something, but was interrupted again.
"No, this is an order."
A "command" made Mu Xiaowu completely silent.
Looking at the appearance of Mu Xiaowu's grievances, Xia Houchen sighed. "You are not too young. It is time to become a relative. Just as the cousin sent the portrait, you will choose one."
Since he saved him, they have been together. He has already seen him as a brother, so in addition to the warmth, he is not at ease.
Just before this trip, I asked him to do the affair, but he did, but he had a heart.
...... Mu Xiaowu dumbfounded, then immediately returned to God, shaking his head violently, "I don't choose, that is the Queen's choice for you, I am a small soldier worthy of others."
Wen Yan, Xia Houchen frowned frowningly. "What little soldier? I have already recognized you as a brother, and you are now a three-pronged general in the army. What can't be matched?"
"That's not chosen." Mu Xiaowu proudly lifted his chin.
He didn't want to get married so early. To be exact, he never thought about getting married.
Xia Houchen raised his eyebrows, "Do you choose not to choose?"
"No choice." The voice of rejection is very determined.
Xia Houchen’s eyebrows moved.
Yes, you don’t choose, can I choose for you?

... Mu Xiaowu is completely dumbfounded, is this OK?
The trail walked to the table and pulled out from a pile of portraits. "How is this?"
Glanced and turned his head.
"This one?"
Take a look and turn your head.
"This one?"
......
"This?" After a dozen portraits.
Take a look, don't talk for a while, then covet.
Looking at the face of the red face of Mu Xiaowu, Xia Houchen lips and micro-hook, "Okay, this is it."
Xiahouchen said, he took the portrait and walked out of the room.
For a long while, Mu Xiaowu came back to God and hurriedly chased it out. "Where are you going?"
"Go to the table." Xiahou morning does not return.
"and many more......"
One listened to Duanmu Xue, Mu Xiaowu was anxious. "I don't know what the name of the girl is, where is the family, what the family does..."
I did not pay attention to the whistle of Mu Xiaowu. Xiahouchen waved the portrait directly and left.
Looking at Xiahouchen's back, Mu Xiaowu couldn't help but blush.
Who is the wife, how is this guy looking more anxious than him?
......
The warm and sorrowful out of the morning music hall, the brain is full of the scene just seen.
Master and Xiaowu?
is it possible? I have heard that their feelings are good, I did not expect it to be...
But why does she feel that the master is also like her, is everything before it is their own illusion?
why?
Why do masters like men...
The heart hurts in an instant and can't breathe.
I went back to the sorrowful court and saw the portrait of the beautiful man at the table.
One by one, the portraits of beautiful men look at them, but those beautiful men’s faces have not become a cold and proud face.
The heart hurts again and again, and all the portraits on the table are swept away.
She was not willing, not willing to lose to a man, but what if she was not willing to be her.
at night.
"big sister."
When I saw the warmth, I didn’t go back to Ziyanyuan.
Pushing open the door, but seeing that Wen is holding the wine in the jar, there are two or three small jars scattered on the ground.
"big sister!"
Liang Yan was shocked and immediately took down the jar of wine in the hands of Wenser.
Warmly drunk and fascinated, and suddenly I laughed when I saw the coolness.
"Little four came, come, come and drink with me..."
Warmer said, and went to grab the jars in the hands of the cool.
Where is the chilly willing to give her, throwing the jar directly to the side, "Big sister, you are drunk, how can you drink so much wine?"
As she whispered, she held warm clothes and sat down at the table, and poured a cup of hot tea.
"It’s not that the master has really chosen the portrait."
In addition to this, she really can't think of anything else, can stimulate the big sister into this.
Warm and screaming, the lips twitched with a bitter smile. "He chooses portraits, you are stupid, people don't like women, people like men."
... like a man?
"How is this possible?" Liang Yan stunned and widened his eyes.