Lord Fourth, Madam Has Tricked You Again

Looking at Ruoyin's dignified and virtuous look, Nian Zhilan's face was light, but she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

"Naturally, I won't take it to my heart." Nian Zhilan bit her lip and said again: "My brother heard that Sifu Jin is diligent and thrifty and works hard every day. He didn't let me send you an invitation if he didn't have free time. , I also hope that Sifu Jin will not mind."

Ruoyin paused slightly, and said indifferently: "Your brother has been married and knows the hardship of being a woman. He is right. I... I really don’t have time. If you send me an invitation I don’t have time to go."

At this time, Nian Zhilan pulled her lips, and wanted to say something.

However, he was interrupted by the Fourth Master.

The fourth master, who has not spoken, said solemnly: "Miss Nian, your brother's invitation is received, so you will go back. Your master and Fu Jin have something to say."

Nian Zhilan stood up awkwardly, bowed to Fourth Master Yingyingfu, and left.

After Nian Zhilan left, Ruoyin sat there, drinking tea leisurely.

Drinking one mouthful after another, the fourth master did not speak, she did not speak.

Seeing the strangely cold atmosphere in the room, the minions retreated.

After a while, there were only Si Ye and Ruo Yin in the house.

Si Ye sat on the head, calmly twisting the beads.

The mysterious and profound Mo pupil swept the woman at random.

I saw her sitting there drinking tea, feeling bored.

He was wearing a begonia-red flag suit, which made the pretty face look good and angry.

Sakura pink-colored lips look different from others.

It was as if someone had a bite in the middle.

I didn't see any makeup around the eyes, but the end of the eyes stretched upwards, adding a touch of charm to her.

However, it is the kind of makeup that is beautiful but not vulgar, gorgeous but not demon.

The raised eyeliner releases the mistress's sharpness and the little woman's flattery.

The fuchsia lips have a little more sweetness, which eases the sharpness of the eye makeup.

The whole makeup echoes, very suitable for the spring season.

The Si Ye who had been in the imperial mausoleum had a lot of light in front of him, and his mood was also a little bit happy.

He looked down at the clothes on his body, and said lightly: "It's just right that you're here. Lord just returned home in the morning and the clothes haven't been changed. Come here to change your clothes."

As he said, the man stood up, put his hands flat and spread it out.

If Yin answered "yes", she would step forward and wait for him.

It's just that there is a face stuck on her face and she doesn't like to talk.

Upon seeing this, Si Ye chuckled and scraped the woman's lips with his fingers.

"Why, jealous?"

If Yin rules and dresses for the man, he said lightly: "People who are a yellow-flowered girl dare to come forward, and I am not afraid of losing money. I am jealous. Anyway, this kind of thing, sooner or later. There will be things that shouldn’t be. Even if I’m jealous, it won’t work.

"Guests talk nonsense." The man reprimanded seriously.

Ruo Yin didn't speak any more, but raised his eyes and gave the man angrily.

Just this look, to Si Ye, is a provocation full of charm.

For a man who has been vegetarian for almost a month, it is undoubtedly hot.

With a steady stance, Si Ye wrapped her big palm around the woman's waist.

Carrying her directly on her shoulders, she strode inward.

"Boom!" He threw her on the quilt.

While unwrapping the yellow belt calmly, while looking at the woman, he said domineeringly: "I haven't taken care of you in the past twenty days. This kind of tricky skill is good."

After a while, there was an unspeakable movement in the room.

The woman who was still arrogant, there is still a little strength to resist.

Just frowning willow eyebrows, his hands are firmly embedded in the silk pillow.

The feet painted with rose red pill, all rolled up involuntarily...

At night, Ruoyin also rested in the front yard.

The man gave her all the inventory of these twenty days...

When Ruoyin woke up the next day, the Fourth Master was no longer in the house.

Mother Liu came in and waited for her the first time.

"Fujin, the slave said, that the lady that year was younger than you, nothing else could be as good as you. The slave saw you yesterday and entered the front yard. The fourth master didn’t even glance at the lady. Staring at you." Mother Liu smiled and changed Ruoyin's clothes.

If the sound hadn't been because of Mother Liu, it was floating.

She held her lips and said, "But she is only young enough to be compared with me. Men, don't they just like fresh women, and always like 28-year-olds, otherwise, why would you be around by Long Live Master? There is no shortage of young girls."

"But the slave thinks that the fourth master is different from the long live master. If you say that the young lady is also considered to be superior in appearance, the slave did not see how the fourth master treats her differently yesterday?"

Upon hearing this, Ruoyin chuckled lightly and said nothing.

A fool makes people look tricky.

The kind of seeing other women in front of a woman.

Or completely ignore the wife and look at other women blatantly.

Such a man is pure scum.

Anyone who has a conscience and pays attention to rules.

Even if there is anything, it won't show it in front of the wife.

This is a Qing dynasty man, the least respect for his wife.

Especially for men like Si Ye, who seem to be calm on the surface, they are in fact very deep and deliberate, and they cannot be saved by ordinary people.

How can you show your interest in a woman and make such a low-level mistake.

"You need to be a slave, the young lady was really not a good thing that year. No matter it was her, they didn't have peace of mind." Mother Liu brought a glass of mint water and rinsed Ruoyin's mouth.

Qiaofeng on the side echoed: "Isn’t it? Whoever sends the invitation, it’s not the host and the hostess who invite them together. They are in a good year, but they only ask the Fourth Master not to invite you. This is not against you, nor I know if I want to do something shameless that day!"

When people send invitations, they are sent by both male and female hosts.

Such men go to a banquet with the host’s male guests.

When the girl went to the banquet, she went into the backyard and chatted with the female relatives to get closer.

But this year, the mansion made it clear that he didn't want to make friends with Fujin.

Ruoyin raised her hand to pull the hair on her forehead, and said, "If she really wants to do something, I'm really not afraid."

I'm afraid that Nian Zhilan is weak, coquettish, and not doing anything extraordinary.

Such a woman, but the stunning beauty of a man.

As long as you use a little trick, it will tick the apex of the man's heart.

No matter how smart a man is, he will get confused.

After all, the degree of a woman's death and Bailian is equal to her beauty and figure.

A woman who is not good-looking is naturally not good.

Good-looking women, no matter how they do, some people are used to them.

Besides, Zhilan didn't just look good that year, she looked different from other women.

"Then what shall we do, do you want to force the Fourth Master to take you last year's house?" Mother Liu suggested.

However, Qiaofeng disagreed with the authentic words: "It's not a person who is more on the stage. If Fu Jin is not invited, we will not go. It seems that we are rare."