The Seventh Bride of President

Chu Chuyan got off his horse, took out copper money from his purse and bought two strings, one in his hand and the other wrapped in oil paper.

As soon as I turned around, I was watched by the matchmaker coming up

The handkerchief in the matchmaker's hand almost waved to Chu Chuyan's face, and he shouted: "Oh, I said to the young master of the Chu family, it's only been a long time since you found such a beautiful girl's house.

No wonder when I wanted to introduce you to the girl's house some time ago, you disagreed. It seems that the girl we introduced is not as beautiful as the one on horseback... "

Chu Chu said: "

Chu Chuyan blushed and retreated with sugar gourd in his hand. He didn't know how to explain.

The matchmaker pressed step by step: "this man likes to look handsome. This girl is really good-looking. No wonder you will be fascinated by the little childe of the Chu family. Before you heard of the engagement, you took it to the street to swagger around and buy sugar gourd for others in person?"

Chu Chu Yan could not dodge, so he had to accompany his smiling face and turn his eyes to Mo Siyu.

Mosiyu lowered his head, played with his falling hair, pretended not to see Chu Chuyan's embarrassment, and tried to hold back his smile.

Chu Chuyan couldn't help but, uh huh, perfunctory matchmaker, pushed in the direction of Mo Siyu against the crowd

Unexpectedly, the matchmaker grabbed Chu Chuyan's sleeve and asked, "Young Master Chu, if you have a sweetheart, I won't be difficult for you.

But you should tell me where the little childe named Yu Mo, who used to be inseparable from you, has gone. Several girls here have never forgotten Yu Mo's little childe. They are depressed and don't want to eat tea... "

Chu Chuyan was stunned: "Yu Mo said that she ordered a kiss in Jincheng."

The matchmaker nodded: "although I have ordered a marriage, I didn't say I won't take a concubine. I have such good medical skills that it's not a problem to keep three rooms and four rooms..."

Chu Chuyan was annoyed: "as parents, I'm afraid few people are willing to give their daughter to others as a child?"

The matchmaker said with a smile, "the women of your aristocratic families are noble. Naturally, they disdain their daughters to be small. But some ordinary women of ordinary family can fill their stomachs. They can be slaves and maidservants. What's wrong with being small?

What's more, I'm more willing to be a little boy when I meet a master like Mr. Yu. Young Master Chu, where did Mr. Yu go? Can you tell me, I can also explain to the girls who came to inquire about Mr. Yu's whereabouts... "

Chu Chuyan became more and more angry. His face darkened, pushed away and surrounded the crowd. His face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost. He pulled off the sleeves held by the matchmaker, raised his feet and walked forward. He said coldly, "just let them not be paranoid. Young master Yu has returned to Jincheng, married his sweetheart, and won't come to Yuecheng again."

Then he handed a bunch of candied haws to Mo Siyu, turned over angrily and left.

The matchmaker just felt inexplicable: "I left. How can I be angry? I didn't say anything too much."

It's a little farther. Mo Siyu looked at Chu Chuyan walking ahead and couldn't hold it any longer. He laughed and almost burst into tears

Chu Chuyan reined in the reins, turned his head and looked at Mo Siyu. His anger was still on his face: "you see that I am surrounded by so many people, even if you don't help me, you still treat me as a joke like those idle people..."