The emperor's favorite gentleman is enchanting

Chapter 142: No Lower Limit (2)
Weakly, Thirteen complained: "It's 28."

Rong Qiannian's face collapsed: "I was already 27 before, why is it only 28 today." Pulling fingers, there are still many days left, sighing, "Hey!"

The marshal rolled his eyes, kicked his feet, and went to sleep.

The corners of Shisan's mouth twitched violently, and he said angrily, "Miss was 27 yesterday." She curled her lips, feeling very annoyed, "And you have asked me many times, miss."

For several days, this evildoer kept talking about 'what's the date today', 'what's the date yesterday', 'what's the day after tomorrow'... over and over again, endlessly, her and her sister's ears were numb. up.

Rong Qiannian didn't care much, and she made sense: "Speak up! I'm afraid you will be confused."

Who is this confused?I want to get married and I'm crazy.Thirteen was powerless to complain.

Rong Qiannian turned over and kicked his legs, the marshal turned over and fell to the ground, his hands on the couch were soft, someone shouted: "Go, bring me the almanac."

Here we go again, here we go again!Can you see NO.28 from No. 16 at a glance?Have you smoked?
Marshal rolled on the ground, Shisan reluctantly threw Huang Li over.

Rong Qiannian glanced at her, lying on the couch, shaking her legs, flipped from No. 28 to No. 16, and then from No. 16 to No. 28, her brows became tighter and tighter, and she was still muttering, what to say? "Damn, there are still so many days", "Damn, why is there another day, count it again".

Then, I flipped from No. 28 to No. 16, and my face was wrinkled like Li Kee's steamed stuffed bun.

This man is really crazy!Thirteen raised his forehead, shook his head and sighed.

"Hey!" Rong Yaoxie let out a big sigh, and then pulled his big hand...

"hiss……"

Now that's all right, once you open No. 28, the next page is NO.16.

Rong Qiannian beckoned and said, "Hang up."

Thirteen looked at the pile of calendars torn off the ground, and was dumbfounded. The marshal slumped in the calendars.

Rong Qian howled: "What kind of wind is blowing, hang it up quickly."

Thirteen sullenly hangs the calendar in the most conspicuous place, then retreats to the corner and draws a circle: You have a convulsion, your whole family has a convulsion!The Marshal squatted beside him, spitting bubbles.

Rong Qiannian rolled on the soft couch, nodded, "It's pleasing to the eye, really pleasing to the eye."

Thirteen bowed his head, and the Marshal couldn't bear to look directly at him.

Twelve came in: "Miss, Jinniang sent someone to send a wedding dress style, let's see if anyone likes it."

Rong Qiannian sat up, stretched, flipped through the sample papers, trembling with a smile on her face, touched a certain one, and exclaimed: "This is not bad."

Twelve didn't speak, Thirteen silently moved over, took a look, and said, "Simple and generous."

"Tut tsk tsk." Rong Qiannian nodded in satisfaction, and continued, "It's easy to touch."

Twelve faces were paralyzed, Thirteen was speechless, the marshal jumped into Rong Yaoxie's arms, staring intently, one person and one dog, the same spirit.

Turned over a few more: "This is not bad."

Thirteen glanced at her and nodded, "Elegant and luxurious."

Rong Qian said solemnly: "It shows a lot."

"Chirp, chirp, chirp." The Marshal waved his paw excitedly.

Thirteen mouth twitches, eye twitches: Can you not be obscene?can it?Pervert!color dog!

That ruffian made people and gods angry, Erlang raised his legs and pointed with his hand: "This one is also good."

Eh?Thirteen was confused: "It's not easy to touch, and it doesn't show much."

Rong Qiannian half-closed her eyes and said brightly, "It's easy to take off."

Chirp, chirp... A certain dog agrees.

Thirteen's feet tilted, and Twelve gave him a hand.This, this evildoer is so shameless.

"Miss, which style do you like?" Thirteen was about to die.

Rong Qiannian put down the sample paper in his hand, the marshal jumped on the sample paper with his short legs, and flirted with the beauty picture on the paper, Rong Qiannian gave him a contemptuous look, then raised his eyes, serious: "Well, go Take the essence from the dross."

Thirteen was not ashamed to ask: "Dare to ask the essence?"

Rong Qiannian pointed her finger: "Here, here." She slapped a fat dog far away, and pointed to the beauty's chest on the sample paper, "And here."

Chirp, chirp, chirp... the marshal can nod.

Belt, neckline, chest, is the essence.Thirteen understood, and ordered outside the door: "Five steps, go and answer Jin Niang, Miss's wedding dress should be easy to touch, show a lot, and be easy to take off."

At the door, he hesitated for five steps, and turned around for a long time before going out.

I don't know how the five-step tune explains these essences word by word.

Twelve's face was still paralyzed: "Miss, I don't seem to be a disciple."

What's more, it's just too gentlemanly, thinking of this, Rong Qiannian thought deeply: "Well, this needs to be well-trained."

Ten 32 are all stunned.

Can this person have no lower limit?
can!
"Twelve, bring all those collections of erotic books under my bed, I have to learn this method of training." Rong Qiannian lazily stretched out his hand, a real landowner.

Twelve hesitated, but it just so happened that when he saw the boy who came in to pass on the message, he whispered a few words to Twelve, and Twelve went back and said, "It's better to read the erotic albums at night. Miss, I'd better look at the dowry list sent by the eldest lady."

at night?Thirteen was speechless, and even Twelve turned bad.

Rong Qiannian took the list, glanced at it, jumped up from the soft couch, and put her hands on her hips: "Nimma, be an old lady and beggar."

Beggars?
Thirteen thoughts came back: The local rich man!
The rich man snorted coldly, kicked his legs, and loosened his muscles and bones: "I don't cause trouble, if the goods come to trouble me, it's no fault of me." With a wave of his big hand, he said proudly, "Twelve, bring the abacus, we will accept it." Go to the bill."

Twelve turned around and silently took the golden abacus.

In the main courtyard of the prime minister's mansion, the prime minister on the right sat in the first place, followed by the eldest wife Wen Shi, and the seventh and eighth misses sat in the lower hall.

It's a happy, caring and filial family.

"Yo, it's all there."

A voice suddenly sounded, and everyone in the hall was slightly stunned. They saw the old nine of the Rong family holding a dog at the door, walking lazily, followed by two girls, smiling and cold.

Rong Jiu lifted up his robe, sat down, put the Marshal on the table, picked up the teacup and drank.The Lin family took offense on the spot, sneering and sarcastic: "No one is up or down, and others will not laugh at me when I enter the Jiaolan Palace in the future.

Holding a teacup, Rong Qiannian responded repeatedly: "Ma'am, what the aunt said is that the rules must be followed." She raised her eyes, changed the subject, and asked Rong Ruhai with a smile, "Dare you ask Daddy, this lady is the one who is destined to be with the Tian family?" The prince and concubine, which one is more respectful?"

In a word, against the general.

"you……"

The lazy tone cut off Wen's words: "Auntie, don't make people laugh, you don't know the rules, you don't know the dignity."

(End of this chapter)