Yun Qiansheng looked up and felt a little sighing.

At this time, someone came to knock on the door.

His voice was cautious and he also had two points of temptation, "...Young Master? Girl?"

Yun Qiansheng stood up, looked around, and directly reached out to shake the shaking bed.

This bed is so shaking.

She smiled so hard that it was meaningless.

It just so convenient for her.

When I heard this outside, I stopped moving and left with tactful tact.

She turned her head and looked at Yun Xiaoqi who was sleeping, and a hint of hesitation rose in her eyes.

He pulled out the white jade hairpin on his head and drew a very shallow scar on Yun Xiaoqi's palm.

The blood surged like a pillar, and the scarlet color was so dazzling.

The pain made Yun Xiaoqi wake up stimulatedly.

"Ahhhh-sister, it hurts!"

She couldn't help but give him a chestnut, and then stuffed his mouth with a handkerchief, staring at him with a fierce look, "Shut up! Why did you say you're going to die? Are you stunned by the incense?"

Yun Xiaoqi was stuffed with a veil and could only utter the word "um".

Unfortunately, Yun Qiansheng didn't want to take out the veil. He glanced at him with a squint eyes and continued to speak, "Do you know that your sister can't use spells now? Fortunately, I'm smart. When I came out of the winery just now, I went to the dye shop and borrowed some dye juice..."

Back to the point, she turned her gaze to him again, her eyes were a little sharp. Yun Xiaoqi was startled by this sudden action, stiffened all over and was at a loss.

“Hmm?”

Yun Qiansheng warned him righteously, and did not forget to extend his finger to point his smooth and plump forehead. "If you dare to leave your sister to such a place of trouble next time and make me feel embarrassed, I will pack you back to the Yun family immediately!"

Yun Xiaoqi chose to turn his head, with an expression of "I can't hear what you are saying."

She was both angry and funny, and when she reached out to tie the horn of the veil, she couldn't help but increase some strength.

Yun Xiao is seven years old and has delicate skin. How could he suffer from flesh and blood in the Yun family? A "Wow" sound resounded!

"Shut up!" She frowned, and gave her a free hand, poking his index finger at the cheek that was bulging from the pain.

No, just this little pain? Yun Qiansheng disliked it very much.

It seemed that he felt his sister's disgust from the bottom of his heart, and he held back the clamor that was about to his mouth.

Seeing that he was quiet, Yun Qiansheng didn't make much embarrassment, so he pulled out his veil and asked him, "Where is the top Chunxianglou brand?"

Yun Xiaoqi said in a depressed voice, "She seemed to have run out, and she was still calling out "love man"."

She... seemed to have a little bad premonition.

"Come on! Catch this liar to my mother!"

The tranquility of the boudoir was destroyed and the door was damaged by two powerful men.

The madam was sweating loudly, and she was a bit harsh.

Yun Qiansheng pulled the quilt on one side, covered the person up, and whispered to him, "Stay quietly in the bed for a while, what noise will be caused by me!"

Yun Xiaoqi was depressed and unhappy.

She got up and pulled her clothes a little messed up, and walked out slowly.

It happened to meet the madam and her group.

"Oh, Chunxianglou's rule is to hit a bad guy and have a good thing?"

Yun Qiansheng smiled evilly, and with a seductive charm, his clothes were already messy.

Please be clear about the dullness and discomfort in your eyes.

Dark and bright.

The madam smiled, but there was a little more sarcastic. She took out a bag of purse from her sleeve and threw it heavily on the ground. "Chunxianglou has its own rules. Anyone who has requirements must pay for it! The young master gave me a bag of dyed stones? Do you want to smash the situation?"
Chapter completed!