Transmigration: Rural Sweet Wife

Think of here, Qinghe no matter how thirsty for talent, can only give up.

All the flowers and plants I know are part of this herb. I can say that I know too little about this herb.

So, Qinghe thought about it and sighed. If people don't want to, let it go.

Unexpectedly, this sudden change is, after Qinghe said this, song qiuer nodded, originally wanted to say something, at this time, a touch of inappropriate voice, at this time sounded.

"Oh, what kind of person did miss Qinghe like, dragon and Phoenix? Now I see that I think too much. How long did I invite so many times? Unexpectedly, I invited a poor girl who can only grow herbs." Speaking of this, he smacked his mouth twice. He looked at Song qiuer with disgust. When he looked at Qinghe, his eyes were full of disgust.

I just feel that Qinghe's vision is too bad. How can he pick song qiuer all of a sudden.

The woman said here, still can't get rid of gas, continued: "after all, it's just a poor girl who can only grow herbs." At this point, he took a look at Song qiuer, fixed his eyes on song qiuer, looked at her clothes, looked at them for a long time, and said, "well, no wonder, even the clothes are very poor."

The voice of the woman is not someone else, it is just song qiuer and Qinghe persuasion, said not to use the rouge of the woman.

Said, that woman just feel, now this appearance, mainly because of song qiuer and Qinghe, let himself down.

So this is not, on the resentment of song qiuer and Qinghe, just feel, just now, song qiuer and Qinghe two people join hands to let himself down.

Now, just get such an opportunity, anyway, also want to rely on this, let song qiuer down.

However, the angry woman didn't notice that she was scolding like this. She also scolded Qinghe.

At the moment, song qiuer looks at the woman quietly with a smile. At last, his eyes fall on his coarse linen clothes. Looking at his clothes, he is in a daze.

I have heard many people's sarcasm for a long time. Now, this woman's words are nothing to me.

It's just that Qinghe is not happy.

I think I've built this Rouge Pavilion for such a long time. When did I get so scolded?

Song qiuer can bear this grievance, but he can't stand it.

Now, looking at the lady, there is no eagerness and tenderness in her face and eyes. When she looks at the woman, her eyes are cold.

I think I have been the master of the rouge Pavilion for such a long time. At the beginning, there were many people who came up to challenge me. I felt that I was a woman who was easy to bully. Later, I just cleaned them up by myself?

Now, I think I have lived in seclusion for too long, and many people have forgotten their own means. It is estimated that in their thoughts, I am gentle and amiable again. In other words, I feel that I am as easy to bully as I was at the beginning.

At this moment, Qinghe looks at the woman in front of him. Even if he is not happy with ordinary customers, his face is full of smile. Now, when he looks at the woman, his eyes are all cold.

Mingming Qinghe is wearing a red yarn, but now, the color seems to make people feel as cold as ice.

At the moment, Qinghe looked at the woman and looked at her face. He was full of disdain. He thought he was such a great person, but now he saw it.

Qinghe noticed that the jade bracelet that the woman was carrying was just a common style. He could even estimate that it was only two hundred taels of silver.

Thinking of this, Qinghe made a mockery of herself. She was not as good as a gold hairpin on her head. She thought that the most valuable thing was the jade bracelet in her hand.

OK, after looking at it clearly, Qinghe is not polite. Looking at the woman's face, he frowned. He was ashamed to say that he had been the shopkeeper for so long. Instead of being more and more diligent, he became more and more lazy.

Began to like more and more when a shake hands shopkeeper, idle people.

Now, looking at the woman in front of her, I don't know her name.

This is very embarrassing, (blushing), imagine, when you curse, you will curse, what's your name? It's impossible to think. The picture is too beautiful, I dare not see it.

It's just... I can't help it. What should I do.

Don't see that he seems to be a quiet man, but in fact, he is also an acute man in his heart.

After the woman scolded herself, she decided to take revenge. Anyway, she didn't want to swallow it.

It's just that the name is a big problem.

Of course, Qinghe's not a vegetarian. Looking at the tangled appearance on Qinghe's face, he understood something in his heart.

The woman standing next to the woman walked to Qinghe with a smile, bent down, and said something in Qinghe's ear.

Seeing that Qinghe heard the last, the frown that was already tight and more relaxed, while listening, the original confused face began to slowly relax.

"Mrs. Xu?" After listening to what the woman beside him said, Qinghe had a certain understanding of the woman in front of him. However, out of politeness, he asked. After all, it would be very embarrassing if he scolded the wrong person half way.

When the woman heard this, she just gave a cold hum and turned away. She didn't want to pay attention to Qinghe at all.

Qinghe sees here, in the heart also understand a probably, think to come, is she right.

Now that you know who it is, it's much easier to start scolding yourself.

What Qinghe likes is the silent swearing, and his face is still warm, but in this words, the person who listens to her wants to fight with her directly. Qinghe didn't want to scold the woman directly.

I think about it. I cross my waist with my hands and scold the woman. I think of it here. The corners of Qinghe's mouth are also puffed. His delicate white hand is gently lifted to his left ear and pinned a wisp of hair hanging from his ear behind his ear. The whole person looks very gentle. The little golden bell on his wrist also makes a sound because of his every move.

Qinghe noticed that when he showed his tender wrist, many men's eyes looked at him like a wolf.