Chapter 107 Stolen

Lu Mengjian looked at Lin Daimo with cold eyes and saw a trace of delay on his face. His heart was inexplicable. Although his face was still faint, there was no slight impulse when he was moved.

"I, Daimo, swear to heaven that I will only be good to you in this life. You are not happy. I will amuse you. If you want to travel, I will accompany you to the north and the world to share wealth and wealth. If there is any violation, even if the sky attracts thunder and turn me into ashes, I will not hesitate!" Lin Daimo looked serious, pointed to the sky with his right finger, and his eyes fixedly looked at Lu Meng Jian. He was afraid of the difference in words, and his efforts in the past two days were in vain.

After listening to this, Lu Mengji laughed without showing a trace. The more she laughed, the more difficult it became. It was not the first time for her to be confessed by a boy, but it was the first time that she swore to the sky with such red mouth and white teeth. "You know, the most untrustworthy thing in the world is to swear. If you have enough confidence in yourself, why do you have to rely on oath? Can you get the trust of others in exchange?

"If you have the intention, even if you don't say anything, you can stay together for a long time, but you can bet on your whole life on a whim. Mr. Lin, don't you think you are too hasty?"

"Meng Jian, I..." Lin Daimo reached out and grabbed Lu Meng Jian's hand and turned around before he realized his rudeness. After a flash, he was pulled back by Lu Meng Jian.

"Sir Lin, I have never happened to what happened today. I hope you can go back and calm down. The emotional matter is by no means overnight. If you figure it out, I don't blame you. It's just that from now on, you'd better go to the study to sleep. I'll move the bedding to you later." Lu Mengji left two sentences with no expression on his face, ignoring Lin Dai's unspeakable bitterness and went away.

Seeing that the relationship between the young couple had just looked good, Lin Daimo was silently "exaled" into the study. Although Liu's mother felt sorry for the child he had brought up by him since childhood, she had to say more, so she had to secretly and tentatively comfort Lu Mengzhi. Unexpectedly, she was surrounded by the other party and didn't say a few words.

However, Lin Daimo became more and more attentive. Although sometimes flattery would hit the horse's feet, it was not annoying. Lu Mengji dreamed back at midnight and occasionally remembered Lin Daimo's clumsy appearance, and couldn't help hiding his face in the pillow and laughing.

Since Uncle Seven sent a new prescription, Lin Daimo's body has become more and more healthy. In addition, his body has detoxified, and the toxins in his body have gradually decreased. Although his strength still seems smaller, it is no big deal.

All day in the quadrangle courtyard, Lin Daimo also knew that his vision was much smaller, and Pulan City was far away, so Liu's mother never allowed him to go out alone. However, since he lived in the study, Liu's mother felt sorry for him, which was inevitable that it was his nature. In addition, Liu's mother was eager to make peace with Lin and Lu, so when she heard that Lin Daimo wanted to go to the city to buy gifts for Lu Mengji, she readily agreed.

Perhaps because he hadn't entered the city for a long time, Lin Daimo only felt that the street market was much more lively, and even those uncles who bought food were extremely enthusiastic. He was only willing to visit those famous stores before and did not notice the prosperity of the street at all. He looked all the way and unconsciously came to the original Linfu Gate, which was originally superficial. The glorious Lin Mansion has withered and fallen in less than half a year.

There have already been mottled traces on the dark door, revealing wooden textures, and the cracked cracks are like mocking faces. They have witnessed the most glorious moment of the Lin family. At that time, people came and went like a stream of guests, as if to show that prosperity is endless, but in the morning and evening, The glory will be decadent in an instant.

And the only two magnolia trees still guarding in front of the door are more lush than in previous years.

White clouds and dogs, the vicissitudes of life, are just fleeting.

Lin Daimo stood in front of the dilapidated door, and the sadness rose from the bottom of his heart.

It was not until his legs were sore that Lin Daimo silently turned around and walked in the direction of Hua Jieyu. He needed to see how wonderful this flower shop was that it could last until now. Moreover, today's biggest purpose is to buy a gift for Lu Mengjian. Naturally, Fang Yuan should help make a decision.

But as soon as he entered the flower workshop, he still shook his head secretly. According to this pattern, although the hierarchy is clear, it can't be seen from the outside that there is anything eye-catching. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid it will be difficult to guarantee that there will be no guests in the future.

"Brother, why did you come here in person?" Fang Yuan greeted him, and his eyes kept sweeping behind Lin Daimo.

Lin Daimo gently patted Fang Yuan on the shoulder, "Don't look. I'm the only one here today."

Where's your sister-in-law? You two..."

"Don't mention it, I've been driven to the study. How can there be such a woman in the world? No matter how kind you treat her, she still looks like a stone heart, alas!" Lin Daimo was frustrated, but his eyes couldn't help looking at the fresh flowers on the shelves on both sides.

"Hey, women, you have a thin face, and you were so loud that morning that you always have to give people a little time to adapt. Besides, I heard that women nowadays like to test men's sincerity. If you treat her well, she has to try to open your heart. Tut, it's really terrible." Fang Yuan looked at Lin Daimo with a narrow face. Unexpectedly, this young master known as a cold-faced man would also have today. He only wanted to laugh 300 times to be happy.

"What, have fun? It's too bloody, young master, you can't think of it!" Shuang Dot came forward and looked at Lin Daimo sympathetically. He secretly vowed in his heart that he would not end up being pricked by a woman like a young master in the future.

"Go away, little child, what do you know!" Fang Yuan put the two points aside and whispered to Lin Daimo's ear, "Brother, where are you?"

Unprepared, Lin Daimo suddenly stretched out his arm and hugged Fang Yuan. The two bodies were tightly together, and the heat rose to Fang Yuan's face. His lips were only a finger away from Lin Daimo's face. So close that even the stubble naked on his lower cheeks could be clearly seen.

He was hesitating whether to break free from this arm. In a trance, Lin Daimo turned his head and looked at Fang Yuan with a smile on the corners of his mouth. His voice could not be lower. "Fang Yuan, I haven't treated you badly before, have I?"

The square tense body is stiff, straight back and shakes his head.

"I'm encountering a big problem now. Your sister-in-law, I think I really like her," Lin Daimo said Lu Mengjie's smile was a little sweet, and Fang Yuan struggled out of Lin Daimo's arms.

"Brother, if you have anything to say, it's scary to make it so shocking." Fang Yuan stroked his unsettled heart and looked at Lin Daimo in a wary posture for fear that he would do something amazing.

"Well, didn't you say that women like to test men? I just thought that your sister-in-law may be more difficult to chase now. I want you to come up with an idea to buy what kind of gift so that she can accept?"

"The most important thing is your heart, brother, as long as you choose carefully, your sister-in-law will definitely feel your sincerity!" Fang Yuan dares not open his mouth to others about choosing a gift. In case of unsatisfactory selection, the responsibility can all fall on him in the future. Maybe he will ruin the reputation of the relationship between husband and wife. If he doesn't make a good deal, he won't do it!

Lin Daimo wanted to continue to ask questions. Fang Yuan saw a big customer entering the flower shop accompanied by two maids. He left a few words and bowed to meet him. Lin Daimo sat down at the elegant seat. Lin Daimo knew that the business would not end for a while, so he walked to the street with a sound.

There is a teahouse not far from the street corner. Due to the continuous traffic, the business is also continuous. However, recently, another tea tasting house has opened opposite the teahouse, which has attracted many customers at the beginning of its opening, so the business in the teahouse is inevitably much more deserted.

However, the boss is shrewd. A few days ago, he invited a storyteller to tell stories in the teahouse every day. Those novel stories are only one paragraph every day, but they are stuck in the most ** place, and people can't help but run to the teahouse the next day to listen to the story.

When Lin Daimo walked to the door of the teahouse, he heard the storyteller telling the story of Du Shiniang's angry treasure chest. Lin Daimo went to the teahouse to ask for a cup of tea and sat and sounded.

Although tea is not a famous tea, which one has the intention of coming out of the flat-headed people is just to quench his thirst. Lin Daimo did not dislike it. He took a sip and heard that Li Jia fell in love with Du Shi Niang. He couldn't help but be moved by this infatuation and remembered that he was also sleepy for a woman, and couldn't help thinking about it.

When everyone was being led by the plot and their minds were hanging on the line, they suddenly heard a woman shouting, "Thieves, stop!"

Then there was a sharp sound of the blade coming out of the sheath, and a white shadow flashed in front of Lin Daimo. Lin Daimo's eyes were frightened by the white blade, and there was a buzzing sound in his ears.

The storyteller was not disturbed by what suddenly happened in the teahouse at all. He still told the story of Du Shiniang in a gripping voice. When the madam opened her mouth and was willing to release Du Shiniang's marriage, the story stopped abruptly.

Everyone complained about leaving the scene one after another, as if the woman had just pulled a knife and caught the thief at all, but the sword light in Lin Daimo's eyes was still clearly reflected in his mind. When he finally calmed down, the teahouse had already dispersed.

After drinking the last sip of tea, he thought of picking gifts elsewhere and was about to get up when he suddenly heard the woman's voice behind him, "Hey, your stuff."

After saying that, he put a small printed bag on the table. Lin Daimo looked at the woman doubtfully and then at the bag. He only felt that the pattern was very familiar. He unconsciously took it out of his right hand into his arms, but touched it empty. The heart was raised high in an instant. When he looked carefully, he realized that the printed burden was lost by himself. The one.

"Thank you, girl!" Lin Daimo kept thanking him, and his hands quickly opened the burden. When he saw what was inside, he was finally relieved.

But the girl's face changed color in an instant.