Rebirth of the beauty of the peasant girl

Chapter 689 Women Can't Get Fat

Qingluo stood and watched him for a while, then turned around and went back, took a brocade cloak over, and covered him lightly.

Then he returned to his seat and copied the declaration carefully.

She has studied painting with Mr. Zhou for these years, and her painting skills have reached a high level. Although it is only flat and realistic, it is also very vivid. At first glance, she feels that the handicrafts on the paintings are lifelike and full of charm.

As time passed, the light in the room changed from bright to dark, and the servants didn't dare to disturb her when they had nothing important to do, and the surroundings were quiet.

When Lan Hao woke up from the sweet sleep, he found that his body was covered with clothes, and the clothes exuded a faint fragrance of medicine.It makes people feel very at ease and comfortable.

He raised his eyes to look at the table, and there was a pale blue silhouette lying on the table, holding a pen in his hand, lowering his head and eyebrows, drawing something with one stroke of concentration.

The evening light was very soft, half of her face was facing the light, half of her face was in the shadow, it looked very ethereal, as if she couldn't touch it.

She seemed to feel his gaze, looked sideways, and met his hazy sleepy eyes.

"Are you awake?" Qingluo smiled, poured a cup of tea and pushed it over.

Lan Hao's whole body was sunken in the large chair, his long hair like flowing clouds was hanging down, very lazy.

He tilted his head and looked at Qingluo, his voice was a little hoarse, and he said lazily, "I'm tired, I don't want to move my fingers, feed me little radish."

Sure enough, Qing Luo stood up, picked up the teacup, but just put it in his hand, leaned over to look him up, and asked, "What the hell did you do?"

Even in the misty forest, under such a harsh environment, others are almost at their limits, but he is still chic as usual.

What's going on now?
Judging by the way he spoke, it didn't look like he was acting like a baby on purpose.

Holding the teacup, Lan Hao took a sip, then suddenly stretched out his arm, and pulled Qing Luo's slender waist into his arms.

Qingluo couldn't prevent her from falling and sat in his arms, she reacted very quickly, turned around lightly, then went out, then grabbed his ear, angrily said: "What's the trouble? I think you are pitiful, Otherwise, you will be stabbed to death with one needle!"

Lan Hao didn't take it seriously at all, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a few days, you seem to have gained weight, what a pity, what a pity..."

"What a pity?"

"Once a woman is fat and has flesh on her waist, she can't look at it at all..."

Qingluo raised her hand subconsciously to pinch her waist, her face sank, she turned around and went back to the table.

"Huh?" Lan Hao laughed, "Get angry so easily? A woman is a woman..."

"Why did you come here?" Qing Luo saw that he was talking about him, but she didn't say where she came from, and asked instead.

"I said it because I missed you..." Lan Hao shook his head and sighed, "Why did no one believe me when I told the truth..."

"What about your marriage with Chen Xiangxue?"

"The Chen family is busy rebelling, how can they have the time to take care of this..." Lan Hao stood up, hugged the cloak, leaned in front of Qingluo, stared at her, and said with a smile, "That's why you want me to marry Chen Xiangxue? "

Qing Luo said with a straight face: "Who you marry has nothing to do with me."

"It's scary for women to be ruthless!" Lan Hao straightened his body, "Since you are ruthless, then I can only be ruthless..."

Qingluo looked up at him: "What do you mean?"

"My marriage with Chen Xiangxue fell apart, so I can only come back and marry you. After all, I also need to carry on the family line for Tianji Pavilion!"

"Oh?" Qing Luo suddenly laughed, "You mean, you decided to get married and have children?"

"That's right!"

"You haven't practiced your boy skills?"

"..." Lan Hao glared at her, "How do you know?! Did that bastard Rong Ruo tell you?"

"Looks like it's true? Haha!" Qingluo laughed and mocked, "I thought you were so romantic and happy hanging out with beauties all day long, so you're just an ascetic!"

Lan Hao looked at her for a while, then said slowly, "Guess what, I actually managed to master my martial arts today."

Qingluo's laughter stopped abruptly.

"Is it true? Anyway, if you say that you have practiced well, others don't know the truth. Why don't you just say it?"

"If you want to know if it's true or not, why don't we try it?" Lan Hao bullied her and pushed her into a chair, smiling wickedly, "I'll let you know whether I have mastered it or not, and whether I can marry a wife." Have a child."

Qingluo didn't bother to pay attention to him, she turned a small brush with one hand, and said casually: "It doesn't matter if it's true or not. You know it yourself."

"No, I want you to know." Lan Hao lowered his head and approached her lips as he spoke.

Qingluo turned her head away and stared at his pupils: "Do you want to die?"

"I don't want to die, I miss you." Lan Hao laughed half-truthfully, "It's so hard for me to rush back to see you, why are you so ruthless to your future husband?"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

"Hmph, your parents promised you to me, you say I'm talking nonsense?"

"I've never recognized them." Qingluo stopped turning the brush, and said in a cold voice, "Don't worry, they can't be my masters."

"But you promised Mei Luochen that you would go to the Mei family, didn't you? Since you don't admit that you are from the Mei family, why do you need to go?"

"Then I have no choice but to agree to him. Besides, I'm also very curious about the Mei family."

No outsider has ever entered Mei's house, and no one knows where Mei's house is.

The mysterious Mei family has a strong attraction for anyone who studies medicine.

"When are you going?"

"What are you asking about this?"

"I also need to go."

"Follower!" Qingluo put down the brush, arranged the thick pile of rice paper on the table, stood up and walked towards the backyard, "I won't tell you!"

Lan Hao followed, "It's okay, anyway, I'm free this time, I'll wait for you here..."

Qingluo turned around suddenly, almost bumped into Lan Hao with the tip of her nose, raised her face and asked, "What are you doing at Mei's house?"

Lan Hao put his sleeves in his pockets, and glanced into her skirt, "Don't do anything... The Mei family is all men, so I'm not interested... But I have to take good care of my future wife, so as not to be abducted by others. "

Qingluo grabbed his skirt, and said a few words from between her teeth: "Either go home, or shut up! If you talk nonsense again, I'll sew your mouth shut!"

"Big words." Lan Hao flicked her hand off lightly, "With your flamboyant fists and embroidered legs, how can you think you can win me?"

As he spoke, he stretched out an arm, picked up Qingluo, put it under his arm, and strode towards the backyard.

He was seen by countless yamen servants all the way, and they all showed dumbfounded expressions.

"Lan Hao, you bastard! Put me down!" Shocked and angry, Qingluo drew out her dagger and stabbed at him.

(End of this chapter)