The red building is so arrogant

Chapter 144
But Jiao Shun recognized Ping'er by the moonlight, and the first thought in his mind was: Damn it, this place is so far away from that cave!

Immediately, he quickly calmed down, cupped his hands at Ping'er and said with a smile: "It's such an hour, why is sister Ping'er here? Could it be that she came here specially to find me?"

Ping'er took half a step back silently, first observed Jiao Shun carefully, and saw that although he smelled of alcohol, his mind was still clear, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said seriously: "I won't hide it. You, this time, are really here for that bone."

As he said that, he took the fan bone of Qianfu Baishou from the sleeve, and handed it to Jiao Shun, while persuading him: "I persuaded you before, but now you are still under the fence after all, not to mention that the elder is not going to grab it out of thin air. Go, you just sell it to him at a price, what's the point of being stubborn with him?"

Jiao Shun lowered his head to look at the bone, but he refused to reach out to pick it up. Instead, he smiled and said, "Since I have given it to my sister, I just need to keep it at ease - because I am dependent on others, I can't just spoil them blindly, otherwise I will be like this." What are you trying to earn an official title and make good friends with, Mr. Zheng, who is in charge of the family?"

This is why Jiao Shun deliberately caters to Jia Zheng.

Although Jia Zheng is also an old-fashioned and vain master, he is already a rare "serious person" in this Rongguo Mansion, at least he will not rashly make any unreasonable demands.

On the other hand, he is in charge of the family on the surface, so he is naturally the best target for 'power' at the moment.

Hearing Jiao Shun's words, Ping'er didn't care to avoid suspicion for a moment, and took half a step forward to send the bone to Jiao Shun's chest, and persuaded again earnestly: "Although the master is in charge of the family, the elder is the elder brother after all. If he really loses his face and makes things difficult for you personally, I'm afraid the second master may not be willing to stand up for you."

After finishing speaking, seeing Jiao Shun, he still refused to take the bone.

Ping'er put on a pretty face, put the fan back into the sleeve, and said coldly: "Forget it, forget it, I can't persuade you with my soft words, so why don't you go back and give him the fan first, just say It was you who offered it on your own initiative—I would rather give up this handle for nothing than to keep one for myself!"

Leave those words behind, turn around and leave.

"Sister stay behind!"

Jiao Shun hurriedly chased after him, but his steps were slow, until Ping'er turned into a secluded corner, he strode to catch up, grabbed Ping'er's wrist, and said: "Good sister, don't worry. , I’ll just listen to you—you keep this fan bone for yourself, and I’ll sell him the one left at home!”

Ping'er was just about to break free, when he heard this, he was stunned for a moment, staring at Jiao Shun blankly, apparently he didn't expect him to bow his head to Jia Shen in order to keep his fan bone.

At this moment, Jiao Shun laughed again: "What's the value of a mere fan bone? If I make my sister feel awkward because of the emotional dispute, it's my fault."

"you……"

Ping'er became more and more confused.

Although everyone in the mansion praised her, they only regarded her as Wang Xifeng's shadow.

Including Jia Lian, how many people really cared about her feelings?
Not to mention that for her, he would rather suffer some humiliation and grievances.

In the past seven or eight years of entering the mansion, it is only now that someone finally compromises purely for her, not to please Wang Xifeng.

After a long while, Ping'er firmly shook his head and said, "How could this happen? Since it was my idea, it should be me..."

Unexpectedly, when Jiao Shun suddenly pulled hard at this moment, she was caught off guard and bumped into Jiao Shun's arms.

Jiao Shun took advantage of the situation to wrap his arms around her back again, and whispered in her ear: "My good sister, if the things I gave you are passed on to someone like the old man, wouldn't it be a mistake of my heart, and a dirty word?" Elder sister looks like a fairy?"

"Can't, can't!"

Ping'er struggled in a panic, but her strength was not very strong.

In fact, when Jiao Shun sent the fan earlier, her heart had already loosened.

Now listening to Jiao Shun's 'heartfelt words' again, he lost the determination to resist even more.

Jiao Shun became more daring because of this, and salivating, said: "Sister, if you feel that you owe me, you might as well reward me with some rouge—if you get sister's rouge, let alone a few hundred taels, it is worth a thousand dollars!"

Ping'er was a little puzzled at first, but when he saw him looking directly at his face, he suddenly came to his senses, couldn't help but spat, and said in a trembling voice: "Who is it that you can't learn from, but Baoyu?" !"

As he spoke, he struggled to break free.

But seeing Jiao Shun's eyes burning, and thinking of his love for him these days, he sighed secretly, and his hands lost strength.

Jiao Shun felt these changes, so he lowered his head tentatively, and saw Ping'er slowly closed his eyes, and the upper and lower red lips were still tightly closed at first, but after feeling his strong breath, they turned like clamshells. It opened, revealing the pearl-like white teeth inside.

What's there to hesitate about?
Jiao Shun immediately lowered his head and held it in his hands, and straightly messed up the hairpin she kissed.

Just about to use Nalu Mountain's claws, Ping'er suddenly pushed away forcefully, covered his mouth and said, "Second...Second Grandma is still waiting for me."

Originally, I wanted to say 'Second Master', but felt that it was a spoiler, so I temporarily changed it to Second Mistress.

As he said that, he turned around and was about to run away.

"Sister, don't worry!"

Jiao Shun was not willing to let go, he crossed his body to block the way, and said with a deadpan face: "Then from now on we..."

"Bah~!"

Ping'er spat again, and shamelessly said: "What's the future?! If you don't get out of the way, I'll be annoyed!"

"Sister, don't worry."

Jiao Shun saw that he couldn't get it right, so he hurriedly changed his rhetoric: "I'll help my sister tidy up, so as not to show any traces."

Ping'er was also worried about this, so he nodded in agreement.

I didn't want him to come over and start his hands, but it became more and more scattered.

Ping'er opened his mouth to reprimand him, but he seized the opportunity to shut his mouth again. He struggled a few times, but finally he succeeded.

a long time……

With great difficulty, Ping'er covered his lapels, and said in embarrassment: "What do you say to help tidy up, I won't trust your mouth anymore!"

Jiao Shun chuckled, and said again: "Then sister clean up slowly, let's confess to the couple by the way, so that there will be no mistakes."

As he said, he swept the amount on the moist lips again.

The bluffed Ping'er took half a step back with a vigilant look on his face.

But this time, Jiao Shun didn't intend to start again, so he just negotiated with her obediently, and sold the "Poems, Books, Rites and Music" to Jia She for 700 taels. Press the bottom of the box to ask for a lottery.

Ping'er was still annoyed that he was making progress, but now hearing that he was so focused on planning for her, her heart softened, and before leaving, she took the initiative to peck him on the face, then turned around and flew away.

"Sister, be careful not to fall!"

Jiao Shun rushed a few steps and repeatedly warned, seeing that Ping'er was far away, he looked down at the twigs growing around his waist, and secretly thought that luckily there were two maids waiting at home, otherwise the night would be difficult.

　I thought it would be daily today, one step to the stomach.

　　But after writing it, I felt that it didn’t fit Ping’er’s prudent persona. After thinking about it, I simply deleted it and reworked it, so that’s all for today—another: Sahuaqing got full attendance last month.

　　Thanks to the book friends: Little Soldier City General, tail number 2149, Flying Dante.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)