Chapter 226: Lu Bao's story will begin
Chapter 226 Lu Bao’s story will begin
Xin Ziyi was silent for a moment.
"You... only like his face?"
Lu Jingzhi: "Otherwise?"
Like his inner beauty?
Isn’t that funny?
They are not familiar with each other.
We haven't known each other for more than 24 hours.
Yan Gou only looks at the face, there is nothing wrong with it.
Xin Ziyi silently put down his teacup and turned his face aside.
Shoulders shaking.
Jiang Wunian, who was still on the side, couldn't hold back, and was the first to laugh out loud.
Seeing Xin Ziyi's sluggishness just now, she almost burst out laughing.
"噗~"
Being driven by such a move, Xin Ziyi couldn't help it anymore.
There are smiles on the corners of the eyes and brows.
Lu Jingzhi: "?"
Laugh fart!
She suddenly thought of something, raised her eyebrows, and pointed at herself, "I'm only eleven years old this year."
Although she had a strange brain circuit, Xin Ziyi understood what she wanted to express in an instant.
Of course he knew that the little girl was not very old.
The corners of her eyes and brows were full of joy, and her mouth was full of praise.
But look carefully, there is no filth, no obsession, no...
When she saw Yan Qingzhui, it was like seeing mountains, rivers, grass and trees.
I like it because it looks good.
That's all.
This even gave Xin Ziyi the illusion that there was nothing unusual about Yan Qingzhui.
He couldn't help laughing and shaking his head.
Lu Jingzhi rested for a while, and became bored.
She is not sleepy and does not want to sleep.
Can’t take out my sister’s special love snacks and eat them all.
Using the cover of the small package, Lu Jingzhi took out a book she bought in the imperial capital from the space.
Of course it is not a serious book.
Certainly not so unreasonable.
is a book of words in this era.
The imperial capital is the imperial capital, the economy is more developed than other places, and there is more spiritual food.
That is—the food is a bit intolerant.
"Miss Lu likes to read story books?" Xin Ziyi saw that she had thrown the book aside and was free, so he asked.
Lu Jingzhi closed the book, "I like reading story books, but I don't like this one. It's not fun. Do you want to read it?"
As he spoke, he handed it to him.
Xin Ziyi took the book with a smile, "Coincidentally, I didn't expect that we have a common hobby."
Lu Jingzhi: "What is 'again', I said losing money is not my hobby—and you are the only one who can develop losing money into a 'hobby'."
The carriages of rich families are different from the rented carriages.
The interior is roomy and soft.
The most important thing is that it may have simple shock absorption technology.
Lu Jingzhi's **** did not protest for the time being.
But shock absorption does not mean that there is no half bump.
The road conditions are not very clear, you should still shake.
Xin Ziyi only glanced at it twice before handing the book to him, "I don't feel well in my eyes, so I won't read it."
Actually, he doesn't like reading scripts.
He just likes to be read to him.
I thought it would be a ghost if such a wish could be fulfilled under such conditions.
Unexpectedly, the little girl really told him the story.
"The storybook is nothing more than a story about a rich lady who falls in love with a poor scholar, makes a promise for life, elopes, and lives happily together," Xin Ziyi said that he can already sum up the routine, "but different people can write stories A different flavor, though—”
Although it is still this way.
He is a layman, and he never gets tired of this kind of story.
"I'm looking forward to the story of Miss Lu."
Jiang Wunian also blinked his big eyes: I am also looking forward to it.
Lu Jingzhi did not disappoint the two of them.
Cleared his throat, "Lu Bao's story will begin~"
This is a story of true and false daughters.
The two daughters, the real and the fake, were hugged wrong since they were young, and they have embarked on different paths in life since then.
Once the situation changed suddenly, and the truth was known, the fake daughter was taken back to the family...
(end of this chapter)