Rebirth of the beauty of the peasant girl

Chapter 764 My name is Brother Lei

Qing Luo took a look at the girl in light yellow clothes, then looked away, and continued to look down at the crimson grass in front of her as if nothing had happened.

Seeing that she ignored her, the girl couldn't help being a little annoyed: "Hey, why don't you have any manners at all! Didn't you hear me talking to you?"

Qingluo didn't raise her head, she said calmly: "I heard it. But what does it matter to me if you talk to me?"

"I'm just talking to you!"

"I didn't say 'Hi', didn't your adults teach you to be polite?"

"You—" girlishly stomped her feet, "Well, what's your name?"

Qingluo didn't answer and asked instead: "What's your name?"

"My name is Meng Zhaozhao..." The girl realized after answering, "No, I asked you first!"

"Meng Zhaozhao?" Qingluo nodded, "That's right, the name sounds nice."

The girl was a little proud of being praised, and raised her chin like a proud little peacock: "It's up to you to say. You haven't answered my question yet!"

"My name is Brother Lei." Qing Luo felt bad humor, and after answering, she stood up and walked away slowly.

"Lei what?" Meng Zhaozhao frowned thinly, and said to himself, "Is this a man's name? Good girl, this is too ugly..."

Qingluo's ears are sharp, and she listened to what she was talking to herself, but she just pretended she didn't hear it, and walked forward without looking back.

"Hey, that... Sister Lei!" Meng Zhaozhao followed up and asked, "Why didn't I know that among the friends of the Mei family, there was someone named Lei? Did you lie to me?"

Qingluo said slowly: "What's the benefit of me lying to you? I don't know you."

This is true, at least you have to look the same to deceive people, either money or sex.

But judging by his attire, it is obvious that he is not short of money.

As for color...

Everyone is a woman, which is even more nonsense.

Meng Zhaozhao nodded half-understanding, with a naive look, staring at the skirt on Qingluo, and asked, "Hey, sister, where did you buy this dress?"

After working for a long time, she did it for the ice silk dress on her body.

Qing Luo recalled that Mr. Zhou sewed it stitch by stitch, and couldn't help showing a warm smile on her face, saying: "I didn't buy this, it was given by the elders."

"Ah..." Meng Zhaozhao showed a very disappointed expression on his face, "Then, do you know where that elder bought it from?"

Qingluo said: "She sewed it herself, it's the only one in the world."

"Oh..." Meng Zhaozhao nodded disappointedly, followed her silently, with a very tangled expression on his face, hesitated for a while, and then said, "Miss Lei, can you put your clothes on Transfer it to me? You can have as much silver as you want!"

She added hastily.

Qingluo looked back at her strangely: "You don't have any clothes to wear?"

Looking at this Meng Zhaozhao's appearance, with gorgeous clothes and expensive jewelry, he is clearly a favored and delicate lady, but he actually pushes other people to ask for their clothes?
"Although I have too many clothes to wear, I don't have clothes like yours..." Meng Zhaozhao said in a little embarrassment, "I heard from my grandfather that you are made of ice silk. Wearing them is not only warm in winter and cool in summer, but also It can make the skin more delicate..."

"Maybe." Qingluo was noncommittal.

This dress is indeed pretty, but Qing Luo likes to wear it entirely because it was made by Mr. Zhou himself.

As for what is warm in winter and cool in summer...

Who would run around in such thin clothes in the middle of winter?
"...Miss Lei, can you?" Meng Zhaozhao looked at her expectantly.

"No."

"I know it's a bit difficult, but...it's really important to me." Meng Zhaozhao bit his red lips and said urgently, "I really need such a beautiful dress..."

Qingluo glanced at her: "You are already beautiful like this."

"No, it's not enough, it's far from enough!" Meng Zhaozhao became a little emotional, "Can't attract his attention at all?"

"Huh? Whose attention do you want to attract?"

"He..." Meng Zhaozhao blushed a little, his voice became like a mosquito, and said, "It's brother Luochen..."

"you like him?"

"En." Meng Zhaozhao nodded, his face full of spirits, "Our Meng family are all straight-minded, if you like it, you like it, there is nothing to hide. In fact, I have liked Brother Luochen for a long time!"

Qingluo nodded appreciatively: "Not bad."

"What's good?"

Qingluo: "You're not bad."

"I think brother Luochen is the best." Meng Zhaozhao tugged at his cheeks with a small shiny and fair hand, "Hey, but why doesn't brother Luochen like me..."

Qingluo smiled and asked: "How do you know he doesn't like you?"

"He doesn't like to talk to me!" Meng Zhaozhao couldn't tell his family what was on his mind, but he started talking to Qingluo, a stranger, "No matter how nice I dress, if I walk around in front of him on purpose, he will I don’t even look at me. It’s clear that I don’t like it, and I’m not a fool, so I can’t feel it?”

Qingluo felt that she was honest and cute, so she smiled gently and said, "Maybe he is embarrassed to look at you?"

"That's not it!" Meng Zhaozhao sighed, "He just likes to watch Ning Xixi!"

"Who is Ning Xixi?"

"The Ning family is also a family friend of the Mei family, and Ning Xixi is a member of the Ning family."

"She also likes Mei Luochen?" Qingluo asked.

"I like it, that little rascal, she wants to fight with me for everything! Obviously I liked Brother Luochen first, but she also likes him, too annoying!" Crumpled.

Qingluo smiled: "Could it be that she is prettier than you?"

"This... I can't say well." Meng Zhaozhao spread his hands, and said frankly, "Others say that I look just like her, but..."

"But what?"

"That little hoof is weak, and she's used to putting on airs. In front of Brother Luochen, she either has a headache or a heartache. She coaxed Brother Luochen to treat her..." Meng Zhaozhao said dejectedly, "I can't learn her tricks... ..."

Meng Zhaozhao is of medium build, neither thin nor fat, with a ruddy complexion, showing good physical fitness.

For a healthy person like her, even if she pretended to be sick, few people would believe her.

"You have your own advantages, you don't need to learn from her." Qingluo comforted her casually.

From her point of view, Mei Luochen's body is already weak, so she might not like another weak person.

"But brother Luochen is willing to talk to her, and tell her jokes to make her laugh." Meng Zhaozhao was a little crazy, "Ah! I'm so jealous of her!"

She grabbed Qingluo's arm, and her eyes were full of pleading, "Please, Miss Lei, can you give me your clothes? It's really not possible, even if you lend me to wear it once!"

(End of this chapter)