Pastoral pretty medical concubine

Chapter 295 More Than Enough
This little lady's body is really fragrant, for a while, the fragrance is very natural, completely different from the fragrance powder on the concubines in his house.

Chen Jiaoniang walked to the side chair and sat down. Song Zhangjun licked his face and leaned over. He was about to sniff her fragrance again. When he raised his head, he met a pair of cold eyes not far away and shivered subconsciously.

Such murderous eyes, cold, without a trace of warmth, being stared at by him is like a poisonous snake crawling on him, very cautious.

Li Linchen walked up to Chen Jiaoniang with his hands behind his back and sat down. He kept his eyes on him for a moment, and Song Zhangjun couldn't help touching his neck, feeling a chill on the back of his head.

It seems that this person is the husband-in-law of the little beauty. No matter how lustful Song Zhangjun is, he still cherishes his life. Although the man in front of him doesn't know what his identity is, he definitely cannot be snatched.

"Third young master, sit down, it's too much time to stand, we have to talk about today's affairs slowly." Chen Jiaoniang said with a smile.

In his heart, he was very satisfied with the third young master of the Song family. He hung several silks and satins and fine jade pendants all over his body, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he was rich.

His appearance should be considered passable, but his smile is a bit wretched, which is more than enough to match Chen Yulan.

Song Zhangjun just sat down, being stared at by Li Linchen, and now he didn't dare to make a move on Chen Jiaoniang, remembering that Li's house was written on the board at the door, he said, "I don't know why Mrs. Li is looking for this young master?"

"Third Young Master must have been informed of what to do. Third Young Master is delicate and fleshy, so I will not neglect to come to our remote place." Chen Jiaoniang took a sip of tea before continuing. Said, "Song Sanshao shouldn't mind having more concubines serving in the yard, right?"

Song Zhangjun nodded. Someone found him two days ago and told him that there was an infatuated woman in Yinglong Village. Just because she saw him in the town, she was attracted by his handsome appearance. Just want to marry him alone.

This kind of good deed Song Zhangjun is naturally happy to come true, and his face will be bright when it spreads, but he is not wanted by everyone, if his appearance is so ugly, why should he marry back and add trouble?
That's why I brought a young servant over to see her today, "I don't know what kind of woman it is? I, Song Zhangjun, are not everyone's favorite."

Chen Jiaoniang covered her lips with a handkerchief and smiled, Song Zhangjun couldn't help swallowing when he saw that charming appearance, and said in his heart, beauty, what a beauty.

"To be honest with Song Sanshao, that woman is my little sister. She will only turn sixteen in the first spring of next year, which is a good age." Having said that, Chen Jiaoniang sighed, "Originally, my family didn't want her either. Married to be a concubine, but she is so infatuated, she fell in love with Song Sanshao and said she would not marry someone else, and we had no choice but to fulfill it."

Song Zhangjun's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he was so happy that he couldn't find the north. The man said that the little sister of the little beauty must not be bad in appearance, maybe she looks like a [-]% to [-]%, marrying back is not a big profit. sent it?

Thinking of this, Song Zhangjun asked impatiently, "Your sister is infatuated, of course Song can't understand the style."

"Okay." Chen Jiaoniang patted the table, "Then let's settle this matter first. Is Song Sanshao free today? I'll go to see you in a while. If Song Sanshao doesn't like it, I won't." Not forced."

Song Zhangjun nodded again and again, "Then listen to Mrs. Li."

　I opened a name-calling post in the comment area. It is more meaningful for everyone to think about the baby’s name (actually, I can’t think of it). I hope everyone will speak up enthusiastically. A bit miserable...)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)