The Three Masters in Brocade Clothes of Daming Gate

Jing Maang'an and Hu Dapida glanced at Lan Xishu, who was gentle and slightly perverted, and followed behind Ding Ya. At this moment, Jing Maang'an came back to his senses, and sternly slapped Hu A boot hit Dapida's ass, Hu Dapida didn't hide, and enjoyed the kick with a shy face and a silly smile.

Ding Ya admired Chun Li'er's bare back, he was dead and stiff, but the peony flower was still blooming on the zombie, which really amazed the brothers once.

Ding Ya suddenly frowned, his eyes narrowed.

Hu Dapida grinned as if he wanted to eat bitter melon, but he couldn't help staring at him a few times with his small eyes.

Jing Maang'an admired it from different angles, feeling a little dirty in his heart.

"Chen Wufu is not wronged when he dies, and being a ghost is also romantic!" Jing Maing calmly turned his face, and the focus was unambiguous, stepping on Chen Wufu's fat buttocks to grab the valuables from Chunli'er's head, and in the end it was still humane The blood-stained cloak was lifted up to cover Chun Li'er tightly.

Jing Maang Ande thanked Chun Lier for not giving his little brother a penetrating injury on behalf of his descendants.

Ding Ya does the scene.

Hu Dapi's wheezing and panting cat waist picked up the things thrown out of the rear compartment: "Get rich, get rich, Maang An, take the bag!"

"If only I were a boy!" Lan Xiwen lowered his eyelashes in self-pity, pursed his mouth, and kept pulling the hair on Lan Xishu's collar with his small hands.

Lan Xishu was looking at Lan Xiwen, who couldn't get enough of his pissed-off look. His house had grown taller. Although he was dressed in dirty men's clothes and his face was like a monkey, in half a year, the girl had grown up. Cheng's handsomeness has been revealed, that shyness and charm also has a touch of youthfulness.

Lan Xishu lovingly wiped the mud marks on the corners of Lan Xiwen's mouth with his hands, not wanting to rub them more and more, so Lan Xishu held Lan Xiwen's chin with his left hand and wiped it with some force, Lan Xiwen let him hold it Wiping, his big eyes looked at Lan Xishu clearly, for a moment, his small brain was surprised by Lan Xishu's attire and actions.

But she didn't ask, Lan Xishu has a reason for everything he does, just like the old man is always right, this is beyond doubt, Lan Xishu dared to take such a big risk to intercept and kill his colleague Chen Wufu, there must be his reasons, and , this reason must be correct and indisputable.

"Why do you think so!" Lan Xishu continued to comb Lan Xiwen's bangs with his hands. He was really glad that the house was a girl, a girl who grew up according to his wishes.

"Then I can follow you around, so that everyone doesn't have to be so worried about my safety!" Lan Xiwen said, his breathing became short of breath, his shoulders shrugged, his nose flapped, his eyes were full of water, Lan Xiwen opened his eyes wide and endured it, but tears filled his eyes. Lan Xiwen hurriedly lowered his eyes, and big tears fell on the back of Lan Xishu's hand. On the robe: "Brother! Brother!"

Lan Xishu held Lan Xiwen's shoulder sadly. Didn't he worry about the house day and night after leaving the capital?

Jing Maang'an, Ding Ya, Hu Dapi and big eyes and small eyes all looked over, especially Jing Maang'an, looking at rare objects, the phoenix hairpin that had just been pulled from Chunli'er's head was inserted obliquely into the dog fur hat to keep it Itching pose.

A trio of sculptures!

"I still like my house to be a girl!" Lan Xishu noticed that the house was secretly rubbing his butt from time to time, and looked down over Lan Xiwen's shoulder: "What's wrong, the house?"

Lan Xiwen bit her lips shyly and smiled, as if crying like a pearl: "No!"

"Are you injured?" Lan Xishu casually touched Lan Xiwen's butt, what could he touch through the thick cotton robe: "What's wrong with the house?"

"No!" Lan Xiwen quickly glanced sideways at the trio beside him, blushing like a mosquito, "The saddle was stolen! Brother! Don't ask."

Thinking of the little beggar who tricked him into overflowing with love and stole the saddle under his nose, Lan Xiwen became so angry that he bumped all the way without a saddle, and his little butt suffered.

"Oh!" Lan Xishu looked up, and as expected, Lan Xiwen's red horse was smooth: "The house!"

Lan Xishu hugged Lan Xiwen distressedly, and bit Lan Xiwen's skirt to suppress his discomfort: "My house is suffering."

Lan Xishu couldn't bear to criticize Lan Xiwen for leaving home without permission, he knew how sad the house that depended on him would be when he was not around.

No matter how many or how big the house was in that family, Lan Xishu always felt that the house had always depended on him for life, and no matter how nice the old man was to him, he would not be able to integrate into that family.

Lan Xiwen burst into tears suddenly, and his chin rested on Lan Xishu's shoulder and twitched: "Brother! Brother! Don't drive me back! I won't go back! I want to be with my brother, I don't live in the barracks, I don't Trouble my brother!"

Lan Xishu was noncommittal, and lightly rubbed Lan Xiwen's butt: "Who bullied you?"

"No! No one!" Lan Xiwen shook his head, flicking his long eyelashes stubbornly.

"Did the mansion show your face?" Lan Xishu's face turned blue, he couldn't stand Lan Xiwen being wronged a bit, except for the old man, he never liked the people in the mansion, the mansion that Lan Xishu was referring to was secretly Pointing to the old man's two wives and concubines: "Have you moved back to the mansion? You are still a fat man--"

"No!" Lan Xiwen hastily interrupted Lan Xishu's guess, peeking at Jing Maang'an's jaw-dropping eyes, and shyly broke away: "Since the capital was moved, we moved from Yingtian to Beijing, and the lady is not used to it." In the northern climate, Qinghua and I have been living in Dongkuayuan, I don’t usually go to the mansion, and my father takes special care of me, and everything is very good.”

Lan Xiwen suddenly thought that he shouldn't worry his brother, so he lied a little. , the old man didn't listen to what he said, and he left home in anger to complain to his brother, but after seeing Lan Xishu, he felt that the matter of the mansion was not important, let alone going into details.

Lan Xiwen suddenly felt that her brother's heart was filled with more important things than her little grievances. She couldn't trouble him, but after seeing Lan Xishu, she didn't feel wronged anymore, and those troubles were nothing to worry about.

Ever since the old man moved his capital to Beijing with the imperial court, Lan Xishu has no concept of a new home. His concept of home is a house and a person.

The house gently pushed Lan Xishu's half-ring arm, and turned his face.

Lan Xishu turned his face away from Shun's eyes, Jing Maang'an and others all turned their heads away, seeming to be very busy circling around the broken carriage.

The valuables were packed, but the tattered robes and belongings of the Tartars were strewn about. The scene was well done, and Chun Lier was almost killed and then raped.

Ding Ya looked around the scene, checking for any mistakes.

Lan Xishu kicked a corpse of Jin Yiwei who had cut his throat with a sharp knife, and lifted his chin towards Hu Dapi. Rarely, Hu Dapi's comprehension was extraordinary, and he stretched his arms in a few steps, and dragged the bloody corpse away.

Under the direction of Ding Ya's eyes, Jing Maang'an rode a horse and led a horse in a radius of several tens of feet to experience the addiction of riding horses, with chaotic hoofs, blood stains everywhere, full of a fight so thing.

Ding Ya kicked his feet, and the Xiuchun knives scattered all around, and the blood-stained sharp knives of his brothers also stabbed obliquely in the snow and trembled.

After it was over, the brothers continued to read, Lan Xishu followed Lan Xiwen, peeked at him with lowered eyebrows, and the brothers hurriedly.

Jing Maang'an got the stolen goods on the horse, looked back at Hu Dapida and Lan Xiwen's foolish smile, and kicked up: "What are you looking at!"