Han Jue takes out clothes from the wardrobe, Zheng Ling suddenly whines and whines, and calls out, "brother Jue."

There was a goosebump coming from the baron.

Zheng Ling used to be coquettish, which only gave people the feeling of soft, cute and lovely. It was not as greasy as today's amorous feelings.

He was staring at her. He didn't know what she was going to do.

"I want to wear beautiful clothes today."

The Impatiens are here. She's in a good mood.

Zhan hanjue took out a lace dress, which was Zheng Ling's favorite dress.

Zheng Ling shakes his head...

Han hanjue is a little confused. "What do you want to wear?"

"It's the kind of very conservative, traditional and complicated..."

"speaking human words, OK?" Zhan hanjue dotes on extraordinary smile way.

"Ancient clothes."

Lord Zhan is stupid.

Women in Yuncheng love to wear Hanfu. Every time she goes out for a walk, she praises others' Hanfu. Then, at her instigation, Lord Zhan helped her sell several sets of Hanfu and some jewelry.

But it looks so complicated...

the Lord Zhan is completely out of order.

"Zheng Ling, I will not." Said the warlord.

"I'll try it myself." Zheng Ling Road.

Han Jue found her a set of goose yellow cross collar Hanfu, and selected the matching color of hair accessories. Give it to Zheng Ling.

Outside, Yan Zheng and Impatiens roared, "what are you two dallying about? Will you cool the guests out? "

Zheng Ling winked at the warlord, "brother Jue, you go out and let the Impatiens come in and help me."

Lord Zhan nodded.

Open the bedroom door and call the Impatiens in. "Impatiens, go in and help your sister-in-law dress. Take it easy. "

Yan Zheng and Impatiens mistakenly thought that Zheng Ling was too sick to take care of himself. Their faces were very gloomy.

The Impatiens walked in with dignity...

Yan Zheng's eyes were red, "can't my sister get up now?"

Han Jue was Yan Zheng's sudden visit made him depressed, and then joked with him, "this point is not to get up."

Usually this time Zheng Ling is sleeping in.

There's no problem with that.

Yan Zheng nerve thick, where to know the war cold Jue words in the art of mystery. Tears came to my eyes.

"Zheng Ling..." a big man, squatting on the ground, sobbed.

"What are you crying for?" The warlord roared speechless.

"My sister is sick, can't I cry? The law doesn't stipulate that I can't cry my own sister? It's you. You don't look sad at all. You have no conscience. "

The eyes of the warlord froze in an instant.

"Cry out and cry, don't affect Zheng Ling's mood."

Yan Zheng quickly wiped his tears. He didn't want Zheng Ling to know that he was worried about her.

In the bedroom, the Impatiens were too frightened to speak when they saw Zheng Ling.

"Sister-in-law, you have become beautiful. This is the place where you should be thin. You should not be thin at all. Your face is so thin that it's so beautiful

Zheng Ling was coyly holding her face, beautiful but not knowing: "ah, is it? But your brother thinks I'm too thin. "

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