Xianyu's leisurely life through books

Song Yu looked at her expressionlessly: "You speak first."

Did not agree.

Pei Xiaoxiao bit her lip, and secretly glanced at him.

His face was tense and serious.

This look... It's not true, it's not true if you don't say it.

Forget it, it's a death anyway.

After thinking about it, she wrapped her arms around his waist, buried her head in his heart, and muffled: "I went to Hualou."

Song Yu lowered his head, pinched her chin, and asked word by word, "Going to Hualou?"

The two were so close that she could even clearly see the blue veins protruding from his forehead.

The sprayed breath breathed on her face, making her heart skip a beat.

His hand was so strong that Pei Xiaoxiao's mandible was pinched in pain, and physiological tears burst out unconsciously.

She didn't dare to cry out, but continued to explain in a low voice: "Although it is useful to cooperate with the clothes and rouge shop, the effect is slow, so we thought of Hualou, where there are many women's gathering places..."

"We found a woman in Chunfenglou who was running for the crown prince, and designed a look for her to help her win the championship. She has the manicure we painted for her."

"The role of this flower girl is actually the same as the effect of the promotional poster on the day of the Dragon Boat Festival."

"Tonight is the time for Chunfenglou to run for the oiran."

Song Yu laughed angrily: "So you disguise yourself as a man, and together with a group of men, watch a group of men go crazy for a group of women, and feel how naked transactions between men and women are?"

"I... just want to know if my efforts are effective..." she explained weakly.

"Heh! Go there and see if it can influence the oiran candidates, or can it increase the exposure of your store?"

"I..." Pei Xiaoxiao was speechless.

Song Yu said coldly: "I learned a corner of a different world from the sisters of the Liang family, and wanted to explore more, so I went to the Chunfeng Building to broaden my horizons, right?"

"Pei Xiaoxiao, I told you a long time ago that you are close to Zhu Zhechi. Look, what have you learned in just half a month? Lying, cutting first and playing later, staying away from home in the middle of the night to spend time and wine, and now you are still quibbling... ..."

"Are you going to stay out at night again in the future? This time I went to the Spring Breeze Building. Next time, do you want to go to the small house that only provides services for women?"

Pei Xiaoxiao: "..."

She admitted that she was indeed a little curious about Hualou's appearance, but...

Pei Xiaoxiao dared not admit the violent aura that Song Yu was exuding now.

She slumped down, not daring to make any more sophistry, but pitifully begging for mercy: "I won't dare in the future...Sister, it hurts so much when you pinch me..."

Song Yu is a martial arts practitioner, his eyesight is better than ordinary people, and he can see clearly in dim light.

The person in her arms, probably because of the pain, her fair little face was wrinkled, her brows were slightly furrowed, and her big beautiful eyes were filled with crystal clear tears.

But because of a guilty conscience, she dared not resist.

Tolerating grievances and pitiful.

But under a pair of hazy tearful eyes, there is expectation and attachment to him.

Song Yu's heart froze.

The anger and resentment in her heart was blocked tightly by her soft fingers, and she couldn't get up or down, so uncomfortable that she was dying.

Grinding his teeth, he finally couldn't see her in pain, sighed and let go of her chin, pulled her into his arms, and said in a low voice:
"Xiaoxiao, people's ideas are always changing. The ideas of the Liang family sisters are too deviant. If you stay with them for a long time, it will definitely be affected, and then affect our relationship... Can you please understand the pain in my heart? Uneasy?"

How many captives, subtly, can even sell important information about their own country.

What's more, how to deal with people and changes in living habits?
"Well, I'll pay attention."

She responded obediently, and Song Yu's face turned pale.

He continued to ask: "Pay attention to what?"

"I won't go to places like Chunfeng Building where there are mixed fish and dragons, and I won't go home until midnight."

"Then you and the Liang sisters will work together..."

Pei Xiaoxiao licked her lips, glanced at him, and said hesitantly, "The partnership cannot be terminated for the time being..."

Song Yu closed her eyes, picked up her back collar, threw it aside, turned around and walked away leading the mule.

What a waste!
Pei Xiaoxiao was thrown aside.

Probably because of Song Yu's ingenuity, she didn't fall down or stagger, instead she seemed to be firmly nailed there.

She was a little flustered now, she didn't notice this, and trotted to chase Song Yu who was on the verge of running away.

She came up to him, talked to him, racked her brains to tell him jokes.

He pretended not to hear, and walked on by himself, without giving a single glance.

After thinking about it, Pei Xiaoxiao still explained positively:

"Actually, my job of finding customers in the early stage has come to an end. From now on, I just need to stay in the shop and wait for customers to come to me."

"It's one reason why we can't part ways because we signed the contract and the interests are bound. The other reason I also consider is my body... Didn't you say that you don't want me to be too tired?"

"The sisters of the Liang family are really talented in manicure, and they can really share my work."

"..."

After explaining a lot, the man beside him still didn't say a word.

Pei Xiaoxiao was very frustrated, let out a sigh of relief in her heart, and slowed down.

Song Yu was frowning and thinking about the credibility of her words, immersed in his own world, without changing his pace.

After a while, the two separated for a while.

When she came back to her senses, there was still a petite figure beside her.

Only the sound of weak footsteps came from behind.

He sighed and slowed down.

Pei Xiaoxiao noticed his little movements keenly, she was overjoyed, and quickly followed him, side by side with him.

Take a sneak peek at him.

Under the dim light, he was expressionless and didn't look at her.

But the footsteps are indeed accommodating her.

After thinking about it, Pei Xiaoxiao stretched out her hand to catch his finger.

He didn't shake her back.

But he didn't get rid of her.

She made an inch of it, and went to hold his entire palm again.

Soft and delicate little hands, a little bit of testing, like a little rabbit about to come out of the nest, to confirm whether the surrounding is safe.

Cowardly and pitiful.

Pei Xiaoxiao's temperament has always been arrogant and stubborn.

He Zeng was cautious and humbled.

Is it because he cares about his feelings?

The sweetness found in the details made Song Yu's heart sour, helpless and depressed.

Under his pressure just now, she still insisted on working with the Liang sisters when she was so cowardly. I'm afraid it was really her bottom line.

She is stubborn, no matter how hard she decides, she will not change.

For more than half a month, he has been taught.

now……

Do you want to continue to be stubborn with her?
Is it the same as the past half a month?
I feel uncomfortable, she spends all day in the nail salon?
Then the two drifted apart?

How could he be willing?Where can I give up?
He's already fallen into her hands, what else can he do?
Thinking of this, Song Yu opened his hand in resignation, and grabbed the little hand that was scratching and tempting in his palm with his backhand.

Pei Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up, and she climbed up the pole, sticking her whole body to Song Yu's side: "Mr.

Song Yu felt a little cold on his side.

I don't know if it's because of the weather or because of her cold body.

He pulled her into his arms, touched her cold little face, and asked softly, "Is it cold?"

Pei Xiaoxiao raised her head and smiled at him: "It's not cold in Xianggong's arms."

Song Yu: "..."

have been pleased.