Xiao Che Liu went downstairs to Zhu Tou San to show off my length;
Jiujiu returned to the room to take a final look at herself.
This long dress is really beautiful. It is simple, with tight sleeves cut below the shoulders, and the tight-fitting vest exposes half of the front.
The hem of the long skirt spreads out from under the skirt ring, without any folds or flower knots. The pearl yellow color makes Jiujiu's hair richer in rich dark copper luster, and the pearls are sparkling.
Jiujiu looks so lively and quiet, but if you take a closer look, you will definitely see Jiujiu's inner tension. Her cheeks are tense and there are blurry shadows in her eyes.
Jiujiu sighed and walked away from the mirror.
Jiujiu should smile, eat happily with everyone in a polite manner, and talk politely so that no one can see Jiujiu's inner uneasiness.
After confiding Jiujiu's true feelings to Xiao Cheliu, Jiujiu felt much more comfortable. Jiujiu felt stronger and more determined.
Just telling all this has made Jiujiu soberer and less confused. Jiujiu will never see that Jintang again.
Jiujiu has been resisting this temptation and insists on persisting.
He would be leaving soon, and if he was going to take any more outrageous action, he would have done it by now.
He sent the key, hoping that Jiujiu would go. If Jiujiu didn't go, he might just let it go. I hope so, thank God.
Jiujiu came out of the room and walked downstairs, walking slowly on the spacious red stairs.
The friends wouldn't arrive for another fifteen minutes or so, and the front hall was empty.
I only heard Xiao Che Liu talking in an empty gaming room and Zhu Tou San telling me something worried. He was obviously telling me how I should behave myself tonight, even though it was meaningless.
This willful woman will still do whatever she wants and playfully cry him out because of my indiscreet behavior.
Zhu Tou San was already fascinated by me, and Xiao Cheliu himself was even more fascinated. I almost thought that the wings of this frivolous London sparrow would soon be bound forever.
Jiujiu walked into the room, the hem of her long skirt swaying softly.
The troupe masters are adjusting the tunes of the troupe instruments, and the uniformed waiters are soaking cold beer bottles. Everything is ready.
The monthly meal at Jintang Palace has long been unique in the city's social circles, and its reputation has become so popular that it is even damaging in some places.
Tickets are surprisingly expensive, but there are always crowds of people.
Men can bring their mutts.
Beer and wine are on hand, the dining room is wide open, and the table is filled with delicacies
At the sound of footsteps, Jiujiu turned around and saw Jintang slowly walking into the room.
Walking a few feet away from Jiujiu, he stopped and looked at Jiujiu with his admiring brown eyes.
"You are such a beauty," he said,
I have never seen such a beautiful beauty.
"Thank you, Najintang."
I can’t believe it!”
Zhi Zhi said, “What can’t you believe?”
"I can't believe it's true. I can't believe that such a touching beauty is Jiujiu." "It's true. I can guarantee it."
"You belong to Jiujiu."
"Or so to speak."
He smiled. "Jiujiu shouldn't have let you go free, so Jiujiu will feel relieved.
"Er Pu: "Are you worried now?"
"Jiujiu is always thinking, what should Jiujiu do if he loses you? What should Jiujiu do if you leave? What should Jiujiu do?"
"Jiujiu will never leave you."
"Even if you leave, I won't blame you," he said, "Like Jiujiu
I am a kind of person who is always naughty and mischievous, drinks too much and is naughty. Jiujiu really hopes Jiujiu can be worthy of you."
He tilted his head.
Her sandy hair was neatly combed.
"Don't be stupid," Jiujiu said to him.
"Hey, you really love Jiujiu."
"Yes."
"Then Jiujiu is really satisfied."
"Do you know Jiujiu's wish?"
"What wish?"
"I hope this meal is over,"
His mouth opened in a smile, and his brown eyes rolled.
"It must be Jiujiu that attracts you."
"If you are the least modest," Jiujiu teased.
Na Jintang hugged Jiujiu and held him there calmly for a long time.
When he finally let go of Jiujiu, as soon as his hair fell on his eyebrows, Jiujiu stretched out his hand to help him straighten it. Na Jintang sighed deeply.
"I shouldn't have just done that," he said. "I'll be thinking about you the whole night." "That's good."
"Jiujiu thinks you will be like this too."
"Maybe."
"So I made an agreement?"
Jiujiu nodded. Jiujiu suddenly felt very satisfied with himself, even proud, because Jiujiu resisted the temptation and was loyal to that Jintang.
Jiujiu smiled and caressed his cheek.
He was surprised and happy, as if Jiujiu had given him a beautiful little gift package, it was so small.
He was given such a big pleasure. He quickly caught Jiujiu tightly, rudely and clumsily.
At this moment, Jiujiu decided to finally show mercy and give in. That Jintang should enjoy happiness, and Jiujiu could completely make him the happiest person in the world.
The next time he asks Jiujiu that old question again, Jiujiu will definitely give him the answer he has wanted for a long time.
"I can hear my friends coming in," he said, "I'd better go greet them. I'm very happy tonight."
"The same goes for Jiujiu."
"After dinner, Jiujiu will be with you, okay, that's it!" Friends filed in, and soon all they could hear was the rustling of silk skirts, and the sound of beer bottles opening their caps.
sound and hearty laughter.
When friends came in, Jiujiu and Na Jintang greeted them as if this was just a simple social gathering.
When all the friends were almost there, Zhu Tou San with a stern face greeted the guests instead of me, and we went inside to announce the start of the meal.
Xiao Cheliu was chatting happily with a beautiful young man. The friend looked at me greedily.
Smiling and shaking his head, Na Jintang led Jiujiu into the room.
The troupe teachers began to play, and the dining pool was cleaned. Na Jintang hugged Jiujiu's waist, held Jiujiu's hand, and smiled.
In high spirits, Jiujiu entered the dining pool.
Jiujiu almost tripped and fell, her skirt flying while eating.
He grabbed Jiujiu tightly and spun it around.
"I'm sorry," he stepped on Jiujiu's foot.
"Well Jintang, you are such a stupid dining companion."
"Sorry," he bumped into another pair of dining companions.
"Jiujiu really don't understand why I want to have a happy meal with you.
"I love Jiujiu."
"I am eating happily, and Jintang is not running away from the hunters."
"Stop talking," he said kindly.
He smiled against his lips, matched the rhythm of the music group, held Jiujiu tighter, and spun it around desperately, as if Jiujiu was a rag doll.
After he was happy, he immediately gave it to Jiujiu and then smiled.
He was rarely this relaxed and carefree. Maybe he guessed that Jiujiu would agree to marry him, right?
Was this the resurgence of his old passion and self-satisfaction?
Jiujiu was so happy that she was out of breath and uncomfortable, so she told me that she really wanted to drink a beer.
He took Jiujiu's hand and walked together to a waiter who was holding a plate. "Here," he said.
"The best growers. Those growers charge exorbitant prices, but they always deliver to your door. Let's have a drink at Jiujiu, it's a beer night."
"You're a little weird tonight."
"Because Jiujiu is taking action," he admitted. "Because Jiujiu is thinking about many problems."
"Really?"
"Jiujiu is thinking how stupid he is, drinking so much wine, just because he can't get everything he wants, and acting like a arrogant student Yanzi. Do something serious."
"ah?"
"Jiujiu, well, I haven't been to Ah Wu Lu's place for three weeks. I don't want to go there again. I love Jiujiu too much, too much, and I just want to deal with it.
From now on, I will never go anywhere except you, Jiujiu. Jiujiu will be with you every night, all night long.
Jiujiu will catch you and hold you until you agree to marry."
"What if Jiujiu doesn't?" he teased.
"Then Jiujiu will hurt you, or send you to the altar with your hands tied behind your back, and make you endure torture until you agree to Jiujiu.
I don’t want to continue dawdling around anymore, I should feel ashamed.”
"You will never be ashamed." Jiujiu said to him.
He looked at Jiujiu with a fierce look. "No?"
Jiujiu shook his head and smiled.
"Maybe Jiujiu can't," he said, "but Jiujiu is good at persuading people. Jiujiu starts here, Jiujiu has a way of making you blush."
Jiujiu smiled. The troubles he had experienced in the past three weeks seemed all ridiculous. Maybe this feeling was higher than love.
Although it does not have the paradise of Jituan, it does not have the abyss of despair. Jiujiu will make that Jintang happy. No matter what, he will not hurt Jiujiu.
Jiujiu really doesn’t know why it took him three years to realize that this is better.
Na Jintang put the empty cup on the table.
"Jiujiu wants to make the ladies happy too," he said. "I'm all eager to have fun with Jiujiu. Most of me come here just to have fun with Jiujiu."
"You love to have fun with me."
"Don't worry, Jiujiu will come back to you. Don't forget my little appointment. I'll tell you how to treat you later."
Na Jintang slowly walked away and was immediately pulled over by a woman with pearly green eyes wearing a bee-colored satin shirt.
Jiujiu finished his beer and thought deeply, feeling really happy with his decision.
Then Jintang will definitely be very, very nice to Jiujiu. Just like he did in the past, women will envy Jiujiu.
Why is Jiujiu so stubborn?
He is cute, charming, and masculine. Few women have ever received the kind of love he has for Jiujiu. Na Jintang, Na Jintang always thinks that Jiujiu is a girl, and he has always viewed her that way.
"Are you happy, me?" Ah Wulu asked Jiujiu.
"Hello, Ah Wu Donkey, okay."
"Tonight is really a festive night," he said.
"Really? Oh, you look so beautiful in that hat."
When they were having a happy meal with Ah Wu Lu, Jiujiu was chatting and laughing and planning freely. An hour and a half later.
Jiujiu is a little tired,
Take a short break between meals.
Zhutou San and Er Gouzi brought Jiujiu a glass of beer.
He is a young and handsome city man with green hair and melancholy brown eyes.
He was wearing a dark red dress, with a green silk strap hanging from his right arm.
When Jiujiu asked him, he made a face and looked embarrassed.
"It's just a trace. It can be removed in about a week."
"Is it another fight?" Jiujiu asked.
Zhutou San and Er Gouzi nodded. "You should see, Jiujiu hit his arm bone, and he will have to walk with his legs tied for the rest of his life."
"You're going to beat someone up in a few days." He told him.
"Jiujiu was going to beat him. The fight took place three mornings ago in Biao Shulin.
Jiujiu's assistant.
It was foggy that day and I couldn't see clearly.
I was going to hit him in the heart, but ended up hitting his arm bone. It was bad luck, but Jiujiu was still satisfied." Jiujiu shook his head.
Fighting is a common phenomenon in urban society. There is hardly a morning without a fight in the forest outside the city.
Therefore, many fights always take place under certain designated trees.
So these landmark trees were called "fighting landmark trees", an unpredictable milestone where countless people were beaten or injured.
Hot-blooded friends like Zhutou and Ergouzi are still bragging about their achievements under the standard tree.
Even the smallest disputes are settled here with begging heads or hands. This is something that most people cannot understand.
"More beer?" he asked Jiujiu when Jiujiu put down the empty glass.
"No, thank you, Zhutou San and Er Gouzi.
You have to go around and give other women a chance to ask about your injury.
Jiujiu has noticed that there are several women looking at you." Zhutou San and Er Gouzi curled their lips, pretending to be unhappy with Jiujiu's words, but Jiujiu knew that he was eager to charm those ladies.
He came alone but didn't want to go alone.
As Jiujiu walked away, two women came up to him in the car and asked him, like two beautiful flying birds circling around the charming flames.
The train radiated bright light, leaving pearly yellow shadows on the walls. Music groups rose and fell, and the dining companions whirled past the dining pool.
The women were sitting on red silk sofas, surrounded by sycophants.
Appreciating their flattery. Crowds crowded around the dining pool, talking softly
With the spirit in full swing, pairs of couples went to the back garden to continue to express their true feelings more intimately.
When Jiujiu walked through the crowd, he saw Ah Wulu walking into the room on the arm of a young military officer in green uniform.
I stopped, said something sharp to him, and sent him away. My purpose was accomplished, for no woman was allowed to come in without a man.
After the officer withdrew with bright green eyes and an unhappy expression, Ah Wu Lu looked around the room, searching for the brocade hall. My green hair was tied in a knot at the back, with a magnolia flower stuck above one ear.
The purple silk dress is very gorgeous, and the hem is tied like a purple rose. There are shadows under the eye circles. I look nervous, but I hope I won't cause trouble.
Na Jintang was talking to a pearl-haired and blue-eyed girl in a blue velvet skirt across the room. After a while, he raised his head and saw Ah Wu Lu.
Jiujiu dare not say that he is not happy about this either.
His face was sullen and his brows were furrowed. When Ah Wu Lu finally saw him, he walked towards him. Na Jintang turned to the pearl-haired girl and invited me to have a happy meal. He then walked through the dining pool and went to
The other end of the room was far away from Ah Wu Donkey.
Ah Wulu picked up a glass of beer and drank it in one gulp. Then he drank two more glasses in a row. He looked like he could no longer control himself and was about to explode in the car.
The group music stopped for a while and then continued. Na Jintang and the other woman were happy and skillfully avoided the frustrated woman in a purple skirt.
In order to take care of the inside and outside, Jiujiu soon stopped paying attention to Jintang and Ah Wulu. Jiujiu smiled, chatted, and happily ate with six dining companions, shuttled back and forth in the dining pool, her pearly yellow skirt floated around Jiujiu.
Jiu spreads out after him.
The train was shining like a pearl star above the head, and the fragrance of roses was mixed with the smell of sweat. All the tension disappeared.
Jiujiu was happily happy, looking forward to the upcoming moment, Jiujiu and Na Jintang’s wedding.
After such a long time, Jiujiu felt that her heart had truly calmed down. Jiujiu was happy with her decision and believed that it was completely right.
Jiujiu walked into the gaming room, and the simple dining table had been beautifully arranged. The waiter was loading ham, barbecue and turkey slices onto the plate, as well as beautifully made cold salads, steaming Tibetan
Red rice, tender buttered asparagus. Jiujiu ate a few pieces of chicken, drank a glass of beer, and admired Huo Zhuoshan's craftsmanship.
Huo Zhuoshan stood behind the table, looking unhappy as the sumptuous food he carefully prepared was gradually eaten up.
Ergouzi Edinla and a pearl-haired girl in a bronze satin shirt strolled over. The girl was holding a plate for him, as if he were a wounded hero. He looked at me with his eyelids drawn.
When I went back to the room, I met Na Jintang in the room. He looked tired and worried.
Jiujiu asked him what happened, and he pointed to the stairs with a sullen face. Ah Wulu was sitting on the bottom step of the stairs, with her folded skirt scattered on the floor.
I was holding the armrest with one hand and an empty wine glass with the other. The magnolia flowers had fallen off my hair, and tears kept falling from my cheeks.
"Jiujiu has to take me home," Na Jintang told Jiujiu.
"What happened?"
"I was drunk. God knows how many glasses of beer I drank. Jiujiu wanted to avoid me, but I still found Jiujiu, burst into tears, and said I would beat myself up.
Jiujiu was afraid that something was going to happen to me, so he took me outside the room. However,
"He shook his head irritably. "Oh my god, Jiujiu deserves it!"
"Then Jintang, you should send me back."
"Jiujiu doesn't want to go," he insisted,
"But if I don't go, God knows what I will do. Zhu Tousan has already driven over. He will be at the front door in a moment. Jiujiu, well, Jiujiu may have to stay at my place for a while, I."
"Nine-nine bright red."
"I always say I want to beat myself up, Jiujiu has to help me wake up. Give me some hot coffee to help me recover. Jiujiu really wants to pinch this woman."
"Don't worry."
"Are you talking crazy?"
"Of course not, then Jintang, be nice to me, you should."
"Try your best," he said vaguely.
Zhu Tousan came in and told Na Jintang that the car was ready. Na Jintang shook his head, walked to the stairs, grabbed Awu Donkey's hand, and pulled me to stand up.
I raised my head and looked at him with tears in my eyes. Na Jintang took my waist with one hand and walked towards the door?
Ah Wu donkey stumbled around, eating and moving the empty wine bottle in the air, still shouting for beer. Na Jintang used his other hand to
Jiujiu hurriedly walked out, complaining softly. Jiujiu was even better, not worried, but rather amused. He deserved it, why did he treat me so badly?
Poor Na Jintang and his friends. From tonight on, he will only have one woman, and that is Jiujiu.
Jiujiu returned to the room, and the uniformed military officer who accompanied Ah Wu Lu invited Jiujiu to have a meal happily, and Jiujiu nodded politely.
He was very happy, and his bright green eyes seemed to swallow up Jiujiu. After he was happy, he made a very inappropriate request.
Jiujiu smiled, pretending to be flattered, and politely rejected his desire. He stood at attention, bowed respectfully, and then went to look for an easy dinner companion.
Another person invited Jiujiu Happy to have a meal, and then another. It was such a blessing to be desired, after three weeks of worry and anxiety, to have a happy meal, wearing a pearl-colored dining dress.
Put on a pearl necklace and feel peaceful, how wonderful it all is.
Another hour has passed. It is now after midnight, and the meal has officially ended. The candlelight has begun to fade and the roses have begun to wither.
Many people have left the room. Zhu Tou San, Er Gouzi and his pearl-haired girl, the senior officer and a woman in red shirt. Zhu Tou San is not at the door post, and Car Six is also missing. They are probably in the dark.
in the garden.
Maybe they went to one of their rooms upstairs. Jiujiu thought that this would be good for both of them. Xiao Che Liu would make Zhu Tou San less strict.
Pig Head Three will also make Car Six more careful.
The band members were resting before the last round of playing. There were less than thirty people left in the room. Jiujiu held a glass of beer in his hand, and was surrounded by a group of men who had not found a dinner partner for the last part of the night.
, Jiujiu talked and laughed easily.
They teased Jiujiu about Na Jintang's sudden departure, saying that they wanted to take his place and be with Jiujiu. Everything was so friendly, relaxed and happy.
Five women in gorgeous dresses stood at the other end of the room, near the door, chirping.
He was playing with a fan in his hand. Pairs of dining companions were sitting on the sofa, or walking back and forth, waiting for the sound of the music to come back again. The dining pool was empty.
The candlelight was still reflecting brightly. Looking around, I saw a tall man with scars walking into the room. The famous ladies stopped my conversation and walked towards him together, their gorgeous dresses fluttering.
He stopped and searched with cold gray eyes. When his eyes fell on Jiujiu.
He walked straight towards Jiujiu without looking at the swaying beauties. I had no choice but to retreat in disappointment.
Jiujiu handed the empty wine glass to a man and apologized to them, and they complained.
The regiment teachers all took their places and began to play dinner music. Jiujiu stepped forward to greet Na Jintang and Hawke. The dinner companion started to eat, and Jiujiu stopped and waited for Na Jintang to come over. Jiujiu's emotional control was excellent, Jiujiu
The decision has been made.
Jiujiu will treat him politely. Jiujiu is not afraid, and Jiujiu is not nervous. Jiujiu feels firm and powerful.
He wore a green tuxedo and a dark maroon hat embroidered with green silk. The indentation under his forehead that he had seen in the moonlight that night was still there.
He looks thinner and taller. The subtle twists and turns of the scar make him look like a beautiful friend, fierce and charming. It's hard to imagine.
This elegantly dressed stranger is the farmer in a sweaty skirt, tattered trousers, and muddy boots.
"Hello, Najintang," Jiujiu greeted him politely.
"Jiujiu wanted to come earlier, but I was delayed because of one or two things that needed to be dealt with."
"You are finally here, Jiujiu is very happy."
"Yeah?"
"As long as you pay, anyone is welcome. I think you bought a ticket."
He nodded. "No one collected tickets at the door."
"Then just keep it. We're almost done eating. I'm afraid it's not worth the money anymore." "I think it will be worth it."