The Cultivation of Concubine

Chapter 142: Marriage Proposal (2)
Just now he looked nervous, but in the final analysis it was because he cared about her body, this Bizi Tang was not a good medicine after all.

Xiao Heng thought for a while, then said: "I will find time to have a good talk with my mother, you..." Xiao Heng suddenly felt a little annoyed, and said inexplicably, "Do you think that I am a gentleman like Liu Xiahui? ?”

A Jiao didn't speak, because she didn't think so at all in her heart.Well, the son of the world is not a gentleman.How can a gentleman always like to cuddle with her?
Ajiao'er felt hot all of a sudden, she quickly lowered her head and admitted her mistake, "I know I was wrong, I will definitely not do it next time."

Tang Muli invited Xiao Yuti out that day, thinking about what happened that day, now he still has lingering fears in his heart.

At this moment, Tang Muli was waiting restlessly in the private room of Yipinju.

He was wearing a dark green robe, tall and tall, looking weak and frail, he looked like an honest and dull bookworm.On weekdays he had a smile on his cheeks and looked innocent and stupid, but now he was frowning and worried.He called his personal servant, and was about to ask Xiao Yuti if he had come, but the servant said: "My lord, you came half an hour early, Miss Xiao Liu probably hasn't left yet."

Also.

Tang Muli frowned in annoyance.

... I don't know if Yuti is angry.No, she must be angry!
On weekdays, Yuti said that he is a bookworm with elm bumps, but now that he thinks about it, this statement is true.If he hadn't returned to the mansion, and was reminded by his sister, he might not have thought of this level.

Tang Muli stroked the purse in his hand, his eyes were gentle, and his heart felt warm for a moment.

This is the purse she embroidered for herself.

Yuti doesn't like these needleworks the most, but she embroidered this purse for him, which shows how important she is in her heart.He knew that she also liked him, so even if he was beaten and scolded by her, he would still feel happy.If one day she talks to him properly, then he probably won't be used to it.

Half an hour later, Xiao Yuti, who was wearing a water-blue skirt embroidered with folded branches and piled up flowers, came to a Pinju together with her personal maid Xiangsi.

Seeing this, Tang Muli hurriedly served tea.

But Xiao Yuti said impatiently: "No need, just say something quickly."

Tang Muli pursed his lips, a little at a loss, and said apologetically, "Yuti, I...I..." He was a little embarrassed, and glanced at the servant beside him. After finding a reason, he led Xiao Yuti's maid Xiangsi out of the private room together.

Xiao Yuti thought to herself: Well, this Tang Mutou can actually learn how to drive away the people around her.

Tang Muli looked at Xiao Yuti in front of him, and seeing her pretty face was pink and tender, he always felt that the more she looked the better.He grew up with her, and he knew from a young age that she was the one he would marry in the future.He is Tang Muli's person, of course he wants to take good care of her and make her happy every day.Seeing her getting more and more beautiful day by day, he was a little worried that other men would like her.

"Yuti." Tang Muli called softly.

Xiao Yuti frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable.Although Mother didn't tell her, she also heard some gossip in the mansion.According to the patriotism of her ancestors and father to her fifth sister, if the fifth sister really fell in love with Tang Mutou, she would not know what to do.Fortunately, with her mother around, she was less worried.It's just... Xiao Yuti raised her head and glanced at the man in front of her who was much taller than her. Perhaps the two grew up together, and she never looked at him carefully.

Now, with his handsome eyebrows and handsome eyes, and wearing a clean dark green brocade robe, he looks like a human being.

(End of this chapter)