"I... I'm clean..." Jiarong rubbed her wrists tremblingly, "No mud... no mud..."
Old Liu is one head and two big. This inland woman is so fragile, she will seek death for a little bit of injury. This should be replaced by Feng Zhiwei. Whoever says she is dirty, she promises to send someone to the mud pit, and will never jump into the puddle by herself. .
Old Liu sighed bleakly, went to pull Jiarong, and rubbed her wrist comfortingly, "It's clean, it's clean..."
Jiarong sobbed and threw herself into his arms, and immediately made him wet all over, crying so hard, "I... the dirt that I have accumulated for more than ten years... I washed it for you..."
Old Liu said "uh", thinking how this sentence is similar to the sentence "I have kept my innocence for more than ten years, and I will give it to you", but the content is so sad...
He supported Jiarong's shoulders, pushed her away, and said solemnly: "Don't worry, I will be responsible for the dirt you have accumulated over the past ten years... er."
Jiarong got this promise, and cried even more on his arms. Lao Liu looked at the mottled yellow marks on the back of her neck, and dared not remind the girl that you haven't washed it off...
The cold wind was blowing, Lao Liu was half-wet and hugged a wet beauty, gnashing his teeth thinking about my aunt, auntie, I really lost money because of you, there is nothing more tragic in this world than doing nothing and not being able to eat.
"Why did you make yourself so dirty?" Jiarong couldn't stop crying, so Lao Liu had no choice but to change the subject.
"I also... don't know." Jiarong sobbed, "It's called by the nanny. Before she died, she said that orphans cannot live in this world with good looks, otherwise they will bring disasters. I swear to hide my appearance, so I haven't trimmed my hair all these years, put on a fake scar, and made myself as dirty as possible. I wanted to live like this for the rest of my life...but...but... "
But once her sweetheart disliked her, she couldn't hold on anymore.
A woman's weakness is always love.
"Since you have made a poisonous oath, don't break it." The strong man Liu Sanhu thought that such a beauty would appear out of nowhere, and he might be troublesome. Paste it, oh, this skin..."
Jiarong looked at him, and said sadly: "The mud accumulated for a long time has been washed away..."
That tone seemed to say that the private house I had accumulated for decades was all posted upside down to you, you little face.
"Let's be white." Lao Liu sighed and patted her on the shoulder. "If someone is surprised, you can say that you are always like this. What you are making a fuss about is because they have bad eyesight."
Jiarong is a careless person, and she readily accepted the bad reason of her sweetheart, nodded, and suddenly sneezed, Lao Liu hurriedly pushed her, "Go back, go back, take a hot bath and change clothes!"
"You..." Jiarong was reluctant to let go.
"I'll always be yours..." Old Liu opened his mouth, and suddenly he couldn't utter those pleasant words of love. At first, he was acting on the occasion, thinking that this girl was just eager to get married. At that time, it would be a big deal to see the opportunity and take it out to match her well. Grassland Erlang is, and now she broke the poisonous oath just because of his disgust, it is obvious that her love is deeply rooted, how can she keep her eyes closed and talk about love to fool people now
A woman's affection can't be hurt, and if hurt, it will become a crime. After the Mei Duo incident, a certain person has learned from the painful experience, and he will never dare to provoke a woman's heart again.
Sighing, he stroked Jiarong's hair, and said softly, "Go back, don't worry, I will remember you."
Jiarong blushed, and walked away step by step. Lao Liu sighed, shaking his wet cotton robe and left. At night, he met Ning, a cleaning boy. It also formed a weird friendship, so I couldn't help but told him about it.
There was a strange light in Ning Cheng's eyes, but he didn't say anything, he hesitated a few words and left, the strong man Liu Sanhu didn't care, he continued to talk about love with Jiarong, and occasionally got some small things by her. Information, pieced together, shared with the big guys, running errands diligently, running back and forth in the outer courtyard, not to mention the time sequence of guards changing shifts, the changing rules of the inner and outer posts, the big and small that can be found Dark whistle, that is, he urinated under every wall, indicating that he had been here.
Of course, the rest of them were not idle, and they did much the same thing. While waiting for Miss Shaoyao to be strong enough to run away and chase, they waited for the time they agreed upon to arrive.
This day, Lao Liu went on a date with Jiarong again, and gave Jiarong some rouge powder by the way. When Jiarong saw that the rouge was of good quality, she was very happy. Lao Liu touched her head and said sincerely that it was him. For half a month's wages, Jia Rong immediately pushed her youthful chest into a corner, and fiercely expressed her admiration for his three-pack pectoral muscles with the small cherry mouth under the thick-haired fake scar.
There are two copies of rouge, and Lao Liu, who was wantonly wiped out, said that he didn't know which one was better, so he bought both. Both are naturally good, and one of them is worse. This is Ruan Langzhong's idea—— If both are excellent, women generally keep both for themselves, but if one is worse, it is easier to give away the lesser one as a favor.
At that time, Lao Liu expressed his sincere admiration for Ruan Langzhong, and asked him seriously if he grew up among women. He asked casually, but Ruan Langzhong, who has always been gentle and casual, rewarded him on the spot when he heard this sentence. The tickle powder caused him to scratch innocently for many days.
Sure enough, Jia Rong happily said that she wanted to send a copy to He Xiang, and then she wanted to go back to the inner courtyard, but Lao Liu was about to deliver the documents, so she sent her all the way there, at the gate of the inner courtyard, she saw Qiu waiting there. Shu.
The man stood quietly at the gate of the inner courtyard, with a calm demeanor, and he didn't feel cramped at all when he was wearing a green cap.
Lao Liu felt that those eyes seemed to be looking at him, but in fact maybe, not necessarily.
"Xiaoqiu." Lao Liu handed over the box and greeted with a smile, "Is your butt safe?"
Qiu Shu glanced at him, took the box, and said in a polite and polite tone, "Tuofu, Liu Shiwei hugged him left and right, and the blessings are so beautiful, it's really enviable for brothers."
Old Liu's face turned blue, Jiarong lowered her head shyly and happily, thinking in a daze, it's right that there is a lot of good fortune, where did the left and right hugs come from