Zhan hanjue took out his clothes from the wardrobe. Zheng Ling suddenly called in a sweet voice, "brother Jue."

Zhan hanjue had goose bumps.

Zheng Ling used to be coquettish, only giving people the feeling of soft and cute, not as greasy as today.

He stared at her, not knowing what she was going to do.

"I want to wear beautiful clothes today."

Here comes the impatiens. She's in a good mood.

Zhan hanjue took out a lace dress, which was Zheng Ling's favorite dress.

Zheng Ling shakes his head

Zhan hanjue was a little confused“ What do you want to wear? "

"It's very conservative, traditional, complicated..."

"Talk to people, will you?" Zhan hanjue said with a smile.

"Ancient clothes."

Zhan hanjue's silly eyes.

Women in Yuncheng love to wear Hanfu. Every time Zhengling goes out for a walk, she praises the Hanfu worn by others. Then, encouraged by her, Han hanjue helped her sell several sets of Hanfu and some jewelry.

But it looks so complicated

Zhan hanjue was totally disorganized.

"Zheng Ling, I will not." Zhan hanjue said.

"I'll try it myself." Zheng Ling Road.

Zhan hanjue found her a set of goose yellow cross collar Hanfu and selected the matching color hair accessories. Give it to Zheng Ling.

Outside the door, Yan Zheng and Fengxian roared, "what are you two doing? Will you leave the guests outside? "

Zheng Ling winked at Zhan hanjue, "brother Jue, go out and let Fengxian come in to help me."

Zhan hanjue nodded.

Pull open the bedroom door, call the Impatiens in, "Impatiens, go in and help your sister-in-law dress. Take it easy. "

Yan Zheng and Fengxian mistakenly think that Zheng Ling is too sick to take care of himself. Their faces are very gloomy.

The Impatiens walked in dignified

Yan Zheng eyes are red, "my sister can't get up now?"

Zhan hanjue was depressed by Yan Zheng's sudden visit, so he joked with him, "this point is that you can't get up."

Zheng Ling is usually sleeping in at this time.

There's no question about that.

Yan Zheng nerve thick, where know war cold Jue words technique inside have mystery. Tears of sadness.

"Zheng Ling..." a big man, squatting on the ground, sobbed.

"What are you crying for?" Zhan hanjue roared in silence.

Yan Zheng said angrily: "my sister is ill, can't I cry? And the law doesn't say I can't cry for my own sister? It's you. You don't look sad at all. You have no conscience. "

Zhan hanjue's eyes were frozen.

"To cry out, don't affect Zheng Ling's mood."

Yan Zheng quickly wiped his tears. He didn't want Zhengling to know that he was worried about her.

In the bedroom, the Impatiens could not speak when she saw Zheng Ling.

"You've become beautiful, sister-in-law. This is where you should be thin. Some places are not thin at all. Your face is so thin! "

Zheng Ling held his face in shame, beautiful but didn't know: "ah, right? But your brother thinks I'm too thin. "

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