The stingy father is too black: pick up a funny concubine

Chapter 200 Careful (3)

"Bring the mirror."

"Young master..." Before the boy could finish his sentence, the mirror was snatched from his hand. Lin Yi took a picture of his own teeth, and after a long time, he didn't see the so-called vegetable leaves.

He couldn't help waving his sleeves and shouted at Ou Ziyin's back: "Hey, I haven't eaten any green vegetables, okay? There are leaves from there."

As soon as he said that, the people around looked at him strangely, probably feeling that he was being impolite, they hurriedly picked up their fans to cover their faces, and chased after Ou Ziyin with their heads buried.

Hearing the voice from behind, Ou Ziyin couldn't help shaking his head, this dull IQ really made him anxious.

"Hey, wait a minute." Lin Yisheng jumped in front of Ou Ziyin and blocked her way.

"What do you mean by what the young master said just now? Why are you teasing Lin?"

"Literally, get out of the way!" Ou Ziyin didn't want to talk nonsense with him, and said in a cold tone, that person who appeared out of nowhere.

Lin Yisheng wanted to say something else, seeing that the three of Jin Zi behind her had already rubbed their hands, although a little upset, they still gave way.

Then, looking at the few people who gradually disappeared from his sight, he couldn't help but smirked. Did he take the wrong medicine, and was told by a child that he was worried about IQ?
Stopping and stopping, Ou Ziyin came to the clothes shop that Ou Zibaixuan had taken before, and stayed there for the whole afternoon. After returning to Yuyan Pavilion for dinner, she retreated to her room to practice.

When she was four years old, her spirit root had been awakened, but she didn't tell Jin Jin and the others. After practicing for a year, she was only at the second level, and when her palms were able to gather orange light, she didn't know how happy she was at that time.

At first it was red light, and later it was orange light, but later on, she became a little impatient, and she was only at the second level after a year. No matter how she practiced according to the book, she still didn't make progress.

It's just that how did she know that at her age, she was already at the second level, so how many people would not envy her? She still didn't think it was enough!

After practicing for a while, she couldn't concentrate at all, so she couldn't help coming to the window in a state of distraught, watching the bustling streets with people coming and going.

As night falls, the roofs in the distance are covered with a layer of golden light by the setting sun, and the sky is full of red clouds. If you stand on a high mountain, the beauty is probably fascinating. With its arrival, the streets are getting more and more lively up.

The night was very quiet and cool, and even the moon was full of sadness. The bright moonlight shone on the deserted streets, like a layer of veil, and like a layer of thick frost.

The quiet and beautiful quiet night is beautiful, but it also reveals a little bit of desolation, which makes people very sad. Ou Ziyin lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

So he got up and jumped out of the window, came to the top of Yuyan's attic, looked at the bright and clear moonlight, sat cross-legged and closed his eyes, concentrated on luck, and absorbed the essence of the moonlight.

It didn't take long for her whole body to feel as if the dry field that had been hungry for a long time met sufficient water, and it was filled at once. From the skin to the internal organs, waves of cool comfort spread throughout the body.

There was a flash of yellow light on her body, and finally turned into orange light. The two colors seemed to be fighting in her body, flashing this kind of light, and then flashing that kind of light.

Finally, it stopped on the yellow light, and the moonlight slanted down from above, hitting her small body, in the night wind blowing, how distressing that small body was.

On the other side of the roof, a man was floating in the air with the moonlight on his back. Shengxue's white robe flew up and down gracefully in the night wind. He was slender.

(End of this chapter)