The concubine of the famous family is very evil.

Chapter 105

The concubine thanked her and asked Qingshi to take him down. The girl was overjoyed when she heard that she was staying in the concubine's room. In her opinion, as long as she didn't enter the second young master's room, it would be fine. Like a fairy, but annoying, like a demon.It's better to stay away.

Seeing the concubine and the Liu family talking and laughing, Shangguan Mei had a sneer on his face, looked at the sky, the lights outside had already been lit, thinking that Leng Huatang should go back to the house, so he got up and followed The concubine said goodbye, Jinniang also looked disgusted when she saw Leng Huating, probably he also disliked Aunt Liu, so she also said goodbye, and pushed Leng Huating out the door.

Leng Qian was waiting outside the door, seeing the young mistress pushed the young master out, he hurriedly said: "Let me come, the road outside is dark."

Jinniang didn't back down either, so she gave the wheelchair to Leng Qian, and suddenly remembered that Leng Qian asked her for the blueprints, so she hurriedly smiled, and followed her side and said, "Guard Leng."

"Young mistress, just follow the young master and call me A-Qian." Leng Qian gave a rare smile. Under the light, the smile on his stern face was as dazzling as the stars flashing across the night sky. Jin Niang couldn't help but look at it. He sighed again, he had better not laugh, if he really wanted to laugh, he might be tricked by a few girls in his yard again, they are really monsters, after being with monsters for a long time, even the people who follow him have become like monsters.

Leng Qian moved Leng Huating down the stone steps and pushed slowly, Jin Niang stood on the other side of the wheelchair, the three of them were silent, after walking for a few minutes, Leng Qian suddenly asked, "Young Mistress, do you still agree?" The picture is not drawn?"

Jinniang smiled after hearing this, "Yes, I will draw when I get back, don't worry, I have to think it over before I draw for you, besides, there are a lot of things to pay attention to, and I have to talk to you face to face. Make it clear."

There was a shy smile on the cold and stern face, and he said uncomfortably: "I will definitely listen to the young lady's teachings."

Khan, what teachings are you talking about? The ancients were very polite. Just as Jinniang was about to say a few words of modesty, Leng Huating said impatiently: "What are you talking about, why don't you go!"

Leng Qian glanced at Jin Niang, looking at the person in front of him inexplicably, why is this guy so nervous, there are only a few of them here, there is no need to pretend anymore.

Back in the courtyard, Xiugu was training the two maids sent by her fourth aunt. After Leng Qian sent Leng Huating into the hallway, she walked away. Just as Jinniang wanted to stop him, she was grabbed by Leng Huating Grabbing the sleeves, "I can see you tomorrow, can't you wait all night?"

Jinniang froze when she heard it, and stared at him with bulging eyes. What do you mean you can't wait all night?Why is this guy talking so badly? He was about to get angry when he saw him sniffing, lazily leaning on the wheelchair, showing that classic Bambi look, pouted and said: "Ma'am, My hands hurt so bad."

Jinniang felt sad when she heard that, remembering the cracks on his palm earlier, she forgot to be angry all of a sudden, and pushed him into the back room, called Zhu'er and Yu'er to fetch hot water, and did it herself , rolled up his sleeves, and took a hot towel to help him compress his hands.

Outside, Xiugu was still teaching the two maids a lesson, and Jinniang also learned from Zhu Er that one of the two maids was called Chuntao and the other Qiuju, and they were originally in the fourth wife's house. , but she is also a second-class girl, and she is used to being pampered. Where has she suffered so much? In addition, Ping'er deliberately wanted to punish the two of them, so she took the clothes of all the maids and women in the yard to wash them. .

After washing all afternoon, I found a fault again, saying that they were too slow, so they refused to give them food. They were really angry, tired and hungry, and couldn't take it anymore, so they came to Xiugu to argue, of course Xiugu It was still facing Ping'er, after all, they were all old people who were married by the young grandmother. People said, whether they are close or not, they are from their hometown, so they coaxed and scolded the two of them. After the young mistress came back, she wanted to rush up and tell her that Ping'er would not allow them to run into the young master and the young mistress, and did not let them get close to Jinniang's body.

In the room, Jinniang washed the handkerchief over and over again, and helped Leng Huating apply heat to the wound over and over again. Finally, the calluses on her palms were softened, and she used her hands to tear off the layers of skin. Leng Huating kept silently look at her.

She looks so serious when she is busy, and when she is serious, her eyes are extremely bright, and the night stars flashing in the darkness and loneliness are as dark as pearls, with a pretty bridge of nose, wings open and open, and little bits of hairy sweat , very playful, two small white hands quickly stretched into the hot water, and quickly picked up the hot towel, after several times, the thick calluses on his hands softened, but her hands were hot and red. Yes, his heart seemed to be poured into a clear and sweet spring on the dry wasteland. It was moistened, soft, and soft, as if he had lost the strength to even beat normally, and he just stared at her steadfastly. .

Jinniang is now moving a small stool and sitting in front of his chair, holding his hands on her knees, gently tearing off the dead skin, as I have seen in the house before, here is actually There are bad boudoir lotions, and very good Cirun ointment. She wants to remove the dead skin on his hands, apply the ointment well, and wrap it with clean gauze. Watching him, he is not allowed to push the wheelchair by himself anymore, and he must let the skin on both hands grow well.

While tearing, he kept asking: "Does it hurt? If it hurts, you have to tell me, otherwise, you will tear the skin off, and it will hurt even more."

But when she said hers, Leng Huating didn't reply a word, just let her do what she did honestly and obediently, Jinniang raised her head to look at him, what caught her eyes was a pair of eyes that were soft as water, pure and sweet The tenderness, the coquettishness with a trace of depth, gorgeous as a precious gemstone, as deep as a pool, and like a whirlpool rolled up in a torrent, once you look into it, it seems to swallow her up, and the four eyes are intertwined at the touch of each other. Haven't separated for a long time.

After a while, Jinniang felt her hands were a little cold, and then she felt her gaffe, she looked away uncomfortably, blushed and lowered her head to continue her work.

"My lady, it's actually useless. Even if the new skin grows out, it will still crack again. Besides, with calluses, I don't feel any pain when I push it." Leng Huating's voice was a little dry, soft and wonderful. The song is usually wafting in Jinniang's ear.

(End of this chapter)