Turning the tide in the Red Chamber

Chapter 51 [051] Sister Bao, I like you

Jia Rong next to him was also very envious. He had been here many times before, but he had never enjoyed such a good treatment.

Today, I can enjoy the glory with Jia Chen and taste this rare Siam tribute tea.

Jia Rong wanted to pimp Jia Chen, so she took advantage of Ping'er's absence and smiled at Wang Xifeng pointingly:

"Uncle Chen is capable of both civil and military affairs, handsome and unrestrained. He is really a rare young hero in the world. He can still write books and talk about it. Now that he is famous in the capital, I don't know how many girls and daughters-in-law miss him."

Wang Xifeng glanced at him and said with a smile:

"What Brother Rong said is true. I don't know what kind of peerless beauty can be matched with such an extraordinary and refined figure like Brother Chen."

Jia Rong's eyes were full of peach blossoms, and she said with a smile:
"Auntie is the fairy concubine, so why look around?"

Wang Xifeng's eyes flickered, as if he had realized something, he squinted at Jia Rong, and said with a teasing smile:

"Brother Ganqingrong, do you want to use me as a raft? Little bastard, be careful with your skin!"

Jia Rong hit the snake with a stick and said with a lewd smile:
"As long as my aunt likes it, then take my skin and use it as a bedding, make a pillowcase, and sleep with my aunt."

Wang Xifeng scolded with a smile:

"Fart your mother! Who cares about your stinky skin?"

As she said that, she squinted at Jia Chen with winking eyes like silk, and joked meaningfully:
"If Brother Chen is such a handsome and powerful young man, I can consider it."

The rippling autumn waves overflowed from the corners of Wang Xifeng's eyes and brows, as if they were going to turn into invisible hooks to catch Jia Chen's heart.

How many men in the world can withstand such a charming skill?

The corners of Jia Chen's lips are slightly raised. It seems that this Wang Xifeng is a young woman who can't stand loneliness. She likes to flirt with each other. She doesn't necessarily know how to cheat, but she wants to flirt and flirt with men in order to gain popularity and be favored by others. Coveted by others, a coveted perverted sense of superiority.

Woman, you are playing with fire.

Jia Chen is not in a hurry to express his opinion now, when he is strong enough, Wang Xifeng will naturally obediently kneel down and bow down every day.
Jia Chen said with a smile in his words:
"The young man knows Mu Shaoai, so he naturally likes young and beautiful girls. The fairy-like appearance of his sister-in-law will make all men in the world fall in love with her."

These words were very skillful, not only showed that he liked young girls, but not young women, but also comforted Wang Xifeng. The subtext was that although I don't like young women like you for the time being, there are many men like you in the world.

Wang Xifeng was clever, and not only heard this meaning, but also heard a deeper meaning.

That is, Jia Chen doesn't like himself now because he is only a young man, and when he becomes a man who knows his essence, he will also like a young woman like himself.

Thinking of this, Wang Xifeng's lips curled into a meaningful smile.

Feeling Wang Xifeng's seductive eyes and ambiguous smile, Jia Chen was eloquent, his chest was hot, and he didn't want to stay for a long time, so he chatted casually for a few more words, then excused himself and left.

This is really a goblin with a flamboyant look. If I hadn't seen many open-minded celebrities and Internet celebrities in my previous life, I'm afraid her body would have been numb and her eyes and bones would have softened.

Gathering his mind, Jia Chen went straight to Rongxi Hall.

Yun Xiang's clothes are full of flowers and looks, and the spring breeze blows through Revlon. In the bright spring, a girl with a plump appearance, smooth muscles and bones, and eyes like apricots walks through the beautiful and fragrant peony bushes, and gently moves towards her. come along.

Her pink embroidered pleated skirt is like a cloud of pink clouds, surging forward with her steps.

Jia Chen's eyes lit up, and the woman walking towards him was actually Xue Baochai.

Suddenly, a line of poetry popped up in Jia Chen's heart: With such a beautiful color, the heavenly religion will send out flowers late.

No wonder Xue Baochai's flower lottery is a peony flower, which is really graceful and luxurious, and the beauty is overwhelming.

When he got closer, Jia Chen saluted with a smile and said:
"Jia Chen met Sister Bao!"

Xue Baochai was slightly startled, unable to recognize Jia Chen immediately, blinked her eyes suspiciously, and suddenly remembered that her brother was pushed into the cesspit by the person in front of him.

Although he harbored suspicions, Xue Baochai was a tactful and forbearing person, knowing that it was his brother who harmed others instead of himself, so he couldn't blame Jia Chen.

Facing Jia Chen's handsome eyebrows and sculpted eyes, Xue Baochai smiled gently and said:

"Brother Chen, you're being polite. Last time my brother offended Your Majesty, I've always been very sorry. Please bear with me, brother Chen."

Jia Chen smiled and said:

"Let's let the past go. Sister Bao is indeed a person who understands righteousness, and has the heart of a prime minister who can pull a boat."

As he said that, Jia Chen glanced at her front. The other's chest was rolling up and down with his breath. The scale was considerable, and the beautiful peaks were both straight. It was indeed a broad mind.

Xue Baochai smiled generously:
"Brother Chen is overrated. I'm a woman, how can I dare to compare with Zaifu's important officials?"

Actually, Jia Chen really didn't exaggerate.

Xue Baochai not only has outstanding talents in managing the family, but also has great talents in governing the country. In the original work, there are poems to prove it:
Whoever governs the country is rich in purple and red, and one or two skirt hairpins can keep the family together.

This poem actually praises Wang Xifeng and Jia Tanchun, but Xue Baochai's outstanding talent is not inferior to them.

Jia Chen laughed and said:

"There is a saying that a woman does not give way to a man. Sister Bao is excellent in both poetry and painting. She is erudite, knowledgeable, and intelligent. She is a leader among talented women, far surpassing most men in this world."

Xue Baochai was a little embarrassed by the praise, and the tips of her ears turned red quietly, jokingly said:
"Brother Bao often said, 'Daughters are made of water, and men are made of mud. When I see a daughter, I feel very refreshed. When I see a man, I feel filthy and stinky." Brother Mo Feichen and Brother Bao have the same opinion. , but a fellow-in-law?”

Hearing this, Jia Chen slandered endlessly in his heart: Bah, bah, bah!Big Face is a double plug, and the ghost is a fellow with him!

"Sister Bao misunderstood. I don't have any weird ideas of patriarchy. I just like Sister Bao, a peerless beauty with both talents and looks."

Although he has traveled to ancient times, Jia Chen still retains some modern ways of thinking. If he likes it, he will say it directly, and he is unwilling to beat around the bush and hide it.

Hearing these words, two touches of rosy glow emerged from Xue Baochai's cheeks, as if a touch of rouge had been applied to her non-makeup cheeks, making her look even more charming.

Xue Baochai didn't expect Jia Chen to be so bold, to express his heart directly, even if she had a deep mind and deep chest, she was also a little confused and at a loss for what to do.

Taking a deep breath and stabilizing her flustered heartbeat, Xue Baochai said shyly,
"Brother Chen's words mean Meng Lang, even if they are sisters and brothers, they can't use the word liking, right?"

Jia Chen smiled sarcastically and said:

"I felt something in my heart, so I expressed my feelings directly, telling the truth, and please don't be offended by Sister Bao."

Xue Baochai was taken aback when she heard the words. At first she thought Jia Chen was teasing her, but when she saw the other party's eyes were clear, his face was serious, and his words were convincing, she couldn't help wondering: "Could it be that he really likes me?"

(End of this chapter)