Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

"My porridge!"

Hurry forward, but it's black.

"Gu"

"Clean this place up." Then he turned and left.

"You are really like a gust of wind. You can come and go as soon as you say you want." Nangong Beibei is not happy, but he cleans the stove honestly. Looking at the rice porridge that can't be eaten, I can't help but toot my pretty mouth: "this time, I didn't burn the kitchen, but the rice was burnt. It's cold wind! I'm so hungry... "

Drag tired body back to the room, feel the whole person to collapse.

"I'm really hungry..."

You'd better go to sleep. You won't be hungry if you fall asleep.

Beibei sniffed and looked pathetic.

"Come out."

Outside, suddenly came the sound of cold wind.

"Why." Beibei is too lazy to move.

Lengfeng opened the door with her palm power and threw the paper bag in her hand directly on Nangong Beibei's face: "that snake is the king of snakes. I'll say it again. If you want to save your life, don't walk around if you have nothing to do."

"Who asked you not to tell me in advance that there are no people living here, only snakes!" Nangong Beibei is very angry. It's obviously his fault, but it's like Beibei has done something wrong.

"I don't think I have said that there are no people living here?"

Leaving this inexplicable words, Lengfeng left. Leaving only Beibei, full of confusion: "is there anyone else here?"

The next day, when he was idle, Nangong Beibei could only wander around. It's more like wandering around than looking for someone. Because she firmly believes that there must be others here besides her.

The room was blown open by the wind. Beibei wanted to close it, but she saw a piano and a lute. The piano only shows its head. But you can still see that the color is dark and old, which is totally different from the elegant and rich style of the whole house.

Out of curiosity, he pushed the door in.

At the bottom left of Qin is an exquisite Sydney desk, with the case leaning against the window. The wooden furniture of Ming and Qing Dynasties is the most valuable. Beibei's eyes can't help but stay for a while. Although the desk is exaggerated, it only has beautiful but incomprehensible patterns. Out of the screen, the right side of the dresser is a few large cabinets, closed tightly, do not know what is hidden.

"Who are you?"

Suddenly, a woman's feeble voice came from behind.

The skin is as delicate as jade, soft as greasy, cherry mouth is not a little bit red, delicate as a drop, two strands of hair on the side of the cheek gently brush face with the wind, adding a bit of attractive style, bright eyes full of consternation. Big Peony green smoke yarn bixialuo, meandering pink narcissus flower green leaf skirt, wearing gold thin smoke green yarn. The hairpin is inlaid with pearl and Jasper, and the beauty of flowers and moon is beautiful.

In front of her, the woman was so beautiful that she didn't eat fireworks.

Nangong Beibei was so absorbed that he forgot to answer for a moment.

"How did you get here?" The woman stepped back slightly, ready to escape at any time.

Seeing that she was on guard, Beibei laughed: "don't be afraid, I don't mean anything."

"Are you... A woman?" Dressed as a man, but with a voice

"Yes."

Then he spread his long black hair.

"The cold wind brought me here."

"It's you!"

Although dressed in men's clothing, but scattered development, that face

"This, you... How can..." to see that face, the woman is very incoherent“ "The wind, he..."

Nangong Beibei was puzzled: "that, what's the matter?" Look at her face, like you know me?

"You... Don't know me?"

"Should I know?" This woman is strange.

"Don't you also..." the woman was lost in thought for a moment, half ring, the corner of her mouth raised a smile: "since it's the wind that brings you, it means that the wind is up to you."

Trust?

Beibei curled her lips and murmured, "where does the trust come from? I don't know."

"Why are you dressed like this?"

"It's easier to be a man when you're in the world." In fact, Beibei has no other clothes to wear.

Like to see through her, the woman chuckled, then turned the box and took out a set of women's clothes: "if you don't dislike her, this dress will be given to you."

"Ah? What a shame. " Then he took it with both hands.

The woman returned with a smile.

The skirt is light water blue, with long hair hanging over the shoulder. It is wrapped with a water blue silk. The jade hairpin is pulled lightly. The hairpin tip is a small chain as thin as water drops. When it shakes slightly, it looks like rain. The best silk material moves with the action, just like a light plum blossom. It is quiet without luxury. The beauty of the eyebrows is more beautiful than that of the immortals. It has a natural freshness to carve, especially the charm of the lips between the eyebrows. It's elegant and gentle. It's kind to watch, but there's a touch of indifference in the warm expression.

This dress seems to be tailor-made for Nangong Beibei, which is very close to the body.

Suddenly flashed some pictures in my mind, that is Beibei wearing ancient clothes, a hand playing the scene. To Beibei's surprise, there is another person playing the piano

The wind goes against the dye.

"It's really suitable for my sister."

By the woman suddenly so called, Beibei just slow God: "ha ha... Yeah."

"You... Don't know my name yet?"

"Yes

"My name is Lin xian'er."

"Nangong Beibei."

"Nangong Beibei?" Lin xian'er murmured, and then recalled a comfortable smile: "can I call you sister?"

"Yes."

"You can call me xian'er. That's what the wind calls me."

"Good." Nangong Beibei wants to say something but stops. He can't help but ask, "you and him?"

Seeing her doubts, Lin xian'er said frankly, "I love him."

How generous! Direct enough!

Nangong Beibei can't help admiring her courage. Unexpectedly, the seemingly shy woman has such courage!

"Where's my sister? Are you interested in the right person? "

"Not really."

Even if there is, it must be scared away!

Beibei thinks she is not bad, but no one dares to chase her. Ah, this frank and careless character is really a disaster. Ha ha——

Lin xian'er smiles a little and is secretly pleased; She... Not her.

"Sister, do you think I match the wind?"

"Well, talented women."

Strange, what does this have to do with me?

"Sister, do you want to hear the story of me and Feng?"

"Well, good."

Anyway, I have nothing to do.

Nangong Beibei is sitting on the wooden chair without any gentlewoman. See here, Lin xian'er can be more sure, she, absolutely not her! No matter how similar it looks, that feeling will never be wrong!

"Feng and I grew up together, and I have admired him since I was a child. He built this "deep water" for me because I had been sick since I was young and could not survive in a crowded place. In order to cure me, Feng went to the famous strange doctor in the world. However, people have ulterior motives. She conspired with others to set a trap and nearly killed Feng. Wind suffered serious injury and lost part of his memory. "