The Dreamer in the Spring Boudoir

This is a long time to go out, and when I come back, I will bring the lunch back. (No pop-up advertising) Jiman was busy sorting out the accounts and didn't ask where she went. But looking at the roast chicken for lunch, the mood is still very good.

"When the slaves went to get the food, they listened to the wind and the wind." He looked at the eyes and said: "What happened to the master?"

Jiman asked face to face: "What happened?"

"This morning, the lady said that she was going to give Hou Ye the scent of the tree on the tip of the tree, and climbed the old plum tree in the garden." He smiled and said: "The result fell from the tree. The one who was next to the uncle was not supported, but was helped by the young master who passed by."

Jiman’s glimpse, the young master, isn’t it Ning Mingjie? These two people still have to hook up, no matter what happens in the middle, is the general plot going to be the same?

"Listen to the passing people, ah, my wife’s expression was a shyness." Grinning: "There is no need to avoid the suspicion, but also ask the young master to drink tea in the pavilion."

Unexpected plot development, but it is a bit reversed, how to listen to this, is Wen Hao good for Ning Mingjie?

Jiman thought about his chin for a while and shook his head. "We don't care about these messy things."

"No one can manage the lady's head, everyone is just watching fun." 苜蓿 着 替 替 替 替 替 替 替 替 替 替 替 替 替 替 替 替 替 替 替 替 替 替 替 替 替 替 替 替 替 替

There is no such thing as a rich habit of lunch after lunch. I used to work so hard every day, where is the time for lunch break? Now it is the same. In the winter afternoon, there is some sunshine. Jiman took the basket to the garden and looked for other flowers that could be used as a cream to experiment.

"Mulberry?"

Just after walking to a very spherical Wannianqing, I heard such a voice. Jiman’s hand was a meal, and he was calling himself four times.

"I don't know much about her, but listening to Xuan Xuan said that she is not very good, so she will be a waiter from the main room."

This is a gentle voice, and obviously not calling her, but talking to people, the voice is from the other end of the evergreen.

Jiman raised his eyebrows and stretched his head to see.

There was a chessboard in the pavilion, and Wen Hao was playing chess with Ning Mingjie. There was a slap in the mouth and there was nothing to talk about.

This is this, there is only one sandalwood beggar, Wen Wei, what do you want to do?

Jiman retracted his head and knelt down to look at a pot of poinsettia in front of him. He was silently thinking that I was coming to pick flowers, not to eavesdrop. This is that they are too blatant and no wonder others.

As far as she knows, Ning Yuxuan is not a generous man, his own things, especially do not like others to touch, not to mention the gentleness of his apex, if the female owner wants to take the male to stimulate the male owner, Ning Yuxuan should not work, and it may be counterproductive.

Listening to them playing an hour of chess, did not say anything about her, Ji Man's sore legs, sneak back.

In the evening, I used to eat in the old lady's yard. Both Ning Yuxuan and Wen Yu were there. Wen Yan’s face was always a simple and harmless smile. The face of Mo Yuhou was black, probably knowing Wen’s work. What is wrong, my heart is not good.

Ji Manle had to watch the play, while picking up the shredded meat in the dish in front of him, and secretly looking at the interaction between them.

The woman owner did not have to deal with the meaning of the man, but she said two words with Ning Mingjie. The old lady is still on the table, isn't it? The old lady didn't like to be gentle, but she still had a bad face when she saw her face to her son.

"The body of the water is almost three months away." The old lady put down the chopsticks and looked at Mo Yuhou’s opening: "Since the room is not out, it is good that the two children will give me a hug first. If Shuijing gave birth to the eldest son this time, I thought that you would still mention her as a mother, after all, the child is big."

Wen Yan's face was white, and the smile that just had disappeared. He turned to look at the old lady and wanted to say something, but swallowed it back and only bowed his head. (good-looking novel)

Mo Yuhou faintly responded, but did not refuse, Wen Yan's face is more ugly. After the meal, the old lady took the mulberry and was about to say something, but Mo Yuhou said: "I still have the story of the sang, I have to let my son give me her son today."

This is the first time Ning Yuxuan heads close to the sang in front of everyone, Ji Man has stunned, and looked at Wen Hao's look in a blink of an eye, I know in my heart, she is to give this scum male as cannon fodder, male two female two The effects are the same, they are used to stimulate the male and female owners.

It was a bit uncomfortable to be used by people. It was even more uncomfortable to tell him a story. Jiman’s face was smiling and he was screaming at the jade, and he turned his head and screwed it up.

Wen Yu is dead, but don't want to be implicated in her.

Not late court.

Mo Yuhou leaned on the edge of the bed, and the long eyelashes hang down, and the expression was a bit lonely. Jiman put down his hair, combed it, sat on the bed and looked at him and asked, "What happened to Hou Ye?"

Ning Yuxuan opened his eyes and his eyes were a little childish: "Mulberry, you said, Ning Mingjie, who is better?"

This...Timan sneaked a blank eye in his heart, and then said: "The young master has been wearing a mask, can not see the appearance, naturally Hou Yue looks good."

Nie Sangqi did not say that in the simple appearance many years ago, Ning Mingjie is more like jade? However, she could not say so, fearing that Ning Yuxuan would smother her by her hand.

"If he took the mask, I wouldn't have seen him well?" Ning Yixuan didn't know which rib was wrong, and he couldn't get out of the horn.

Jiman smiled slightly: "In the eyes of the slaves, Hou Ye is the best looking, isn't there a writing? ‘The beauty of my wife is my own, private and me too. I am beautiful, I am afraid of me.’”

Mo Yu Hou took a lap to return to the taste, his face sinking and sinking: "Do you mean to praise me better because I am afraid of me?"

Zeman blinked innocently, and a pair of scorpions were crystal clear, and the inside was covered with crystal snow.

Ning Yuxuan looked slightly lost, couldn't help but pull her arm close, carefully look at her eyes.

The eyes are the windows of the soul. Jiman knows that the shop’s hidden feelings are in the eyes, thick and pretending to be suppressed, and the man is seen, and he will understand that he has him in his heart, and will be soft to her in the future.

But this is simply a post-production operation. Jiman tried his best. I don’t know what Mo Yuhou saw from his own eyes, but he looked a lot better and gently pushed her away: "You have less in this room." Was the previous spice changed with a new incense?"

Change the subject? Jiman raised his eyebrows, climbed onto the bed and lay on his side. He yawned: "In the past, the incense always smelled stuffy, and I changed it to a fresh one."

Mo Yuhou was silent for a while and said: "I still prefer the incense of the past."

Hou Ye is Hou Ye, he is overbearing, and even an incense must be liked by him. Jiman rolled his eyes and smiled: "The slaves will change back tomorrow."

"Yeah." Mo Yuhou was silent for a while, and Zeman closed his eyes. This person has never done anything. She can sleep peacefully.

"Today, Wen Hao and I praised Ming Jie, saying that he is very skilled in chess and said that he is gentle and elegant."

Just about to fall asleep, there is such a sentence in the ear. Jiman opened his eyelids and listened helplessly. Mo Yuhou, this is something in my heart that is uncomfortable, not to talk to someone.

"She is a small family, and I am used to it with me, so I don't know the rules of the house. The woman in the house can't be too close to other men... although they are not close."

Mo Yuhou, who has always been very serious, is now incarnation, and he keeps saying.

"Hou Ye, is this jealous?" Jiman simply woke him up.

Mo Yu Hou paused, and his mouth snorted softly, which is the default.

"Mrs. will definitely eat your vinegar, and will deliberately be close to people." Jiman said: "This method is somewhat unruly, but it is because the lady cares about you."

Ning Yixuan’s look was a lot better, and he took a look at Jiman: “You can talk.”

Jiman shrugged and said: "The young master is indeed Yushu Lanfang, very good looking very temperament, good temper, gentle and gentle, and it is said that there is no wife and wife, such a single diamond Wang Laowu, so that Hou Ye feels pressure It is also very normal."

Just a good face was dark, Ning Yuxuan looked at her sideways and said: "Ning Mingjie in your eyes, there are so many advantages?"

"Is this a recognized fact?" Jiman said: "No wonder the lady will like to be close to him, because this man is really good. If Hou Ye does not hold on to the lady, the wife is very likely to move to love."

The female owner in the original book also likes the male second. She told him in advance that she should be a reminder.

The murderousness in Ning Yuxuan's eyes suddenly became thick. One hand was placed on Jiman's neck, and the voice was very light. "Nie Sang, I will say it again. I don't want to hear anything from your mouth about Wenyu." if."

The pressure on the neck was a little scary. Jiman’s face was cold, and he chuckled: “It’s a slave who has lost his word. Hou Ye’s right did not hear, let go of the slave.”

When the hand is released, Mo Yuhou’s anger has not disappeared. How can he feel that Nie Sangzhen has changed recently? Isn’t this still going to ruin Wen Yu in the back? Wen Yan is as deep as his feelings, how can he move his heart!

However, he was not in the house during the day, and Ning Mingjie was there. Wen Yu and he wanted to get along with each other, and there was a lot of time. More time. Inevitably...

Ning Yixuan thought for a moment and softly said: "Mulberry, starting tomorrow, you will go to Nanyuan more. If the lady wants to go with Ning Mingjie, you can follow it. If she asks, you will Said that I told you."

It’s not enough to use her as a cannon fodder, but also to act as a pinhole camera? Ji Man gas does not hit a place, but still can only smile and smile: "Okay."

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