Chapter 115 (1/2)

”Lord, do you think the slave looks good?”

The young man was dressed in pomegranate red clothes, with red blood wreaths on his chest, and twisted his skirt around in front of Lin Lang, showing off more than a male peacock in the open screen.

Lin Lang closed his eyes and didn't want to talk to him.

Originally, she came to Dong Xiaodao's room in order to have a drama in which she was hurt by love and lost her life after drinking.

Then, she hugged ”new love” and ”accidentally” bumped into ”old love”.

It's exciting to think about the plot of the Shura field, OK?

Lin Lang can't bear to look at the two thick rouge on his face.

This is still in Lin Lang's strong demand, the other side is unwilling to ”stop”, but in the hairstyle aspect, he vowed to defend his ”aesthetic taste” and refused to let the servants do it.

All gold, silver, jadeite and precious stones should be inserted without omission. Linlang idle egg pain count, red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, hey, boy, are you calling for colorful dragon?

Lin Lang has already regretted that he had ”dressed up” this morning. She should not have expected of this coquettish bitch.

Dong Xiaodao didn't notice the woman's face as black as the bottom of the pot. Instead, he looked at himself in the mirror. Today, he put in the 62nd golden hairpin. The ideal full of 100 is not a dream. He has to work hard for it and sell himself. Ah, bah, he is trying to serve the king!

It's rare that the king stopped bathing today and said that he would take him out for a walk and let him appear with ”the most beautiful posture”.

On the street? That is the greatest happiness of men - buy, buy!

Dong Xiaodao was deeply frozen at that time. He didn't care about the pain in his buttocks. He quickly moved out his luxurious clothes and jewelry at the bottom of the box. He must let Wang Ye see his ”sincerity”. He would amaze her with ”the most beautiful posture”!

But it seems that it's a mess

Dong Xiaodao's outer shirt is embroidered with a large amount of red peony flowers. When the wind blows, it looks like falling red, which is very beautiful. But beauty also has to pay a price, the clothes are actually very light, now it is winter, he just went out, and even sneezed several times.

Lin Lang asked him to put on his cloak, but he hesitated for a moment, but he still didn't agree. Although Dong Xiaodao has been in the market and has done a lot of stealing chickens and dogs, he must be a man of principle, right? What is temperature? Demeanor is everything!

For the sake of beauty, everything can be tolerated!

”A sneeze --”

a cold wind rushed into his nostrils, and Dong Xiaodao sneezed heavily. This time, because he was too hard, his hairpin fell out with the action and hit the person who came by!

”Pa --”

it's over!

Because he is so good that he can't die. He is the only male master of this mansion, Xie Wangfu!

He was also the man who read dozens of times when he was drunk yesterday!

Dong Xiaodao apologized incoherently, ”Wang and Wang Fu, I didn't mean to. Just now my nose itched so much that I sneezed. As a result, the hairpin was not reliable and flew away by himself.” He said.

Xie Liancheng didn't look at him. His eyes fell on the other side. She was wearing a black and red embroidered robe, but she didn't look up. Instead, she chuckled and hugged another person into her arms. ”Well, you're scared, just like a quail. Where's your usual sharp mouth? Coward. ”

Lin Lang's forefinger slightly curved, and gently shaved his nose. Dong Xiaodao was stunned by his friendly and loving manner. He would look up at her with his face up and his mouth open.

Forsythia took a look at the wooden master, bent down and picked up the silver blue bat hairpin which rolled down at his feet. Lin Lang beckoned him to come forward. He picked up his fingers and pinned it on Dong Xiaodao's bun. His gesture was indescribable and gentle.

”Wang Fu is broad-minded. How can an accountant be more rash than you?” Lin Lang lifted up the broken hair of the boy's temples and slowly pulled it to the back of his white ear. She lowered her eyes, her long and deep Phoenix eyes were covered by eyelashes, and a ray of dark light passed quickly.

She glimpsed the pale face on the other side of her face. The corners of her mouth slightly raised a trace of radian, and then quickly pressed down.

Lin Lang took the young man's hand and passed by Xie Liancheng.

Like a strange passer-by, cold and inhumane.

The hands under the sleeve robe tightly pinched up, revealing the ferocious blue veins.

”Young master, are you all right?”

”No problem.”

Xie Liancheng released his hand, and his red lips became more and more pale. He stretched out his hand to smooth the wrinkled lapel of the cold wind. He was as calm as ever. Only he knew how hard he had spent to put on this plain expression.

Because, he is not qualified to be willful.

Now that you have chosen, you can't go back.

As soon as he went out, Dong Xiaodao felt as if he had let himself go. He wanted to move all the good things back to the palace.”Boss, I'll take this jade bracelet!”

Dong Xiaodao is so arrogant that he doesn't pay for it anyway.

”Wang --”

a bony hand gently covered his lips.