Pastoral female gangster: grab a village owner to be her husband

Xiaoyun stared blankly at the young man getting off the carriage, and saw that young man had red lips and white teeth, long hair like ink scattered on the white clothes, a white ribbon tied the loose ink hair behind his head casually, exuding a noble and elegant temperament all over his body, There is a faint luster flowing on the fair skin, and the light of wisdom is shining in the eyes. His appearance is picturesque, just like a fairy walking out of the painting.

Seeing the little donkey in front of the gate of Mo Baozhai, the young master who looked like a banished fairy had a flash of novelty in his eyes, but he was invited into Mo Baozhai by the oncoming shopkeeper Liu.

It wasn't until the young man was welcomed into the door by the shopkeeper of Mobaozhai that Xiaoyun came back from the trance, and she murmured to herself: "Oh my god, what a handsome man, even Fatty fell in love with the Fenghuangzhai village!" The Lord and Boss Feng from the Spring Breeze Tower are placed next to this man, and his temperament is quite different."

Xiaoyun recollected the young master's demeanor just now, and felt amazed, but she didn't have the slightest obsession with him in her heart, because she knew that a family that could raise such a man would not be suitable for a village girl like her. Everyone has something valuable, but Xiaoyun feels that he is valuable in having self-knowledge.

Standing next to the shelf in Mobaozhai, Qian Duoduo looked at it this way, touched it that way, but never said whether he wanted to buy it or not.

Turning his head, he saw the shopkeeper of Mobaozhai welcoming a handsome man into the store with a smile.

Qian Duoduo looked at this man, and felt that there was such a man in the world, and his demeanor was like that of a banished fairy described in a book.

But even so, in Qian Duoduo's mind, she still felt that her family's weasel was more handsome.

So, in the eye of the beholder...! ! ! !

Qian Duoduo looked the man from head to toe purely in admiration, then turned his head and continued to pay attention to his own things, secretly thinking in his heart, no matter how beautiful a man is, if he is not as good as her weasel's.

Thinking in this way, Qian Duoduo came to the price of the Langhao pen, reached out to pick up a Langhao pen, turned his head to the shopkeeper who was nodding and bowing at the handsome man and said: "Shopkeeper, this Langhao pen Is the pen really made of hair plucked from a wolf?"

The shopkeeper was talking softly with Long Yan Danmo, but was suddenly interrupted by this village girl. Although she was unhappy, she couldn't say anything in front of the master.

"Langhao pens are not made of wolf hair. Girls can also write?" Long Yan Danmo originally came here to eat a meal of fish dishes. With a fishy smell.

But he likes that kind of meat very much.

Until yesterday, someone said that the newly launched fish dishes in the Chunfeng Deyi Building in Longzhao Town had no fishy smell and smelled like fish, so he came here especially for the name, and by the way, made an unannounced visit to the branch of Mobaozhai, which the emperor took care of for his father. No. to see how business has been going on lately.

But I didn't expect that in this village and town, there would be women buying such things as paper, ink, pens and inkstones. Long Yan Danmo walked up to Qian Duoduo in a slightly novel way, and reached out to pick up a Langhao brush. His white fingers exuded a faint The fluorescent light almost blinded Qian Duoduo's squinting eyes.

"Girl, do you know how to write?" Long Yan Danmo is indifferent. Even though he was born in the county prince's mansion, he yearns for a free and unrestrained life. He has no desires and desires in his life, but only prefers food and reading and writing. He is a typical literati. Mo Ke.

And he is not an ordinary literati, he is very obsessed with calligraphy, ink and wash, and he even thought that people who would appear in a place like Mobaozhai, except for scholars and students, would be people like him, but he didn't expect that today Met a village girl....