leisurely wife

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Du Yingran spat on the third princess, and the cheers became louder at this time, and her eyes were on the wanderer.The leading horse is covered in white fur, with blue spots on its back, slender and stretched limbs, very chic, with a red hydrangea on its chest, and the person sitting on the tall horse, wearing a black gauze hat with golden flowers on his head, and wearing a big red robe, is slender and fair. Holding the rein with both hands, the spine is very straight, the gold trembling on the pedals brightens people's eyes, Meng Shuzhi's good looks make everyone else look dull.

Women have the softness of a woman's figure, and men have the heroic beauty of a man. At this time, Meng Shuzhi, who is riding a tall horse, seems to be the lifelike number one scholar in the storybook, and has captured everyone's attention.Du Yingran looked at Meng Shuzhi with a tenderness in her eyes that she had never noticed before.Meng Shuzhi seemed to be looking for someone in the crowd, when he saw Du Yingran, he suddenly smiled, as if thousands of trees and pear blossoms were blooming, causing all the women around to throw silk flowers and handkerchiefs at the handsome Zhuangyuan Lang.

Meng Shuzhi took the rein and got off the horse. Du Yingran saw him walking step by step, his fair face was slightly flushed, and finally saw the pair of black boots stopped in front of her, he changed his sleeves From the cage, he took out a long-prepared jade hairpin.

Du Yingran's eyes fell on the hairpin. The small clusters of plum blossoms were gathered together, blooming bustlingly. The stamens of the plum blossoms can be seen.Du Yingran's gaze followed the hairpin, causing her to raise her head unconsciously. From such a close distance, she could clearly see that he was obviously shy, "Low your head."

Meng Shuzhi's voice trembled slightly, Du Yingran's lips widened, and she lowered her head according to her words, her movements were as graceful as a spring flower on a delicate branch in spring being bent by the passionate wind, Meng Shuzhi stretched out his hand to save Du Yingran's hairpin, drumming up Courage whispered in her ear: "Life and death are rich, enjoy each other with you, hold your hand, and grow old together with you." If his actions were not appropriate in normal times, they were just the sentimental number one scholar today. This kind of action made all the girls' hearts flutter.

It was like this that even hit Du Yingran's heart with a trembling voice. It was rare for her who was always generous to blush. She had already put on good rouge, but now her face was rosy, and she was in an indescribably moving state.

Meng Shuzhi whispered, "I'm leaving."

When Du Yingran raised her head, she happened to be looking at his reddened ears. His wide sleeves were rattling because of his violent movements. He quickly got on the horse. With a long hiss of the horses, the procession moved on again.The No. [-] and Tanhualang behind them gave Du Yingran a gentle smile.

Du Yingran's lips were curled up, his movements looked extremely chic, and it seemed to her that he almost ran away. His back was as straight as a pine and a cypress, which seemed to her to be shy and stiff.

Others didn't hear what Zhuangyuan Lang said to the girl from the Du family, but they noticed that the handsome Zhuangyuan Lang was putting flowers on the girl's hairpin. The envious eyes of his daughter's family fell on Du Yingran.

The third princess shook Du Yingran's arm, "What did he say to you?" Her eyes could almost be said to be shining brightly.

Du Yingran nodded the nose of the third princess, "I don't want to tell you, okay, we've seen enough fun, let's go."

(End of this chapter)