Chapter 175 Liang Shao who dances ballet on the steel wire--
Liang Pengfei was greatly gratified and moved at the same time. It was Shi Xianggu who was considerate to her. Moreover, such a figure could become his own virtuous help. I don't know if it was a blessing from several generations. Perhaps when he went to Southeast Asia to talk about business in his previous life, he played a role in the temple over there. Yes?
"What the lady said is that the analysis is incisive and unique. There is the style of the wise man in ancient times. For the husband, he must obey his wife's instructions... Hiss, when did the wife secretly learn to catch her husband's hundred hairs... Uh-huh-huh, madam, madam's anger, don't be angry." Once he put down his mind, Liang Pengfei, a hooligan, could not control his mouth and subconsciously began to talk.
"Don't mess around. The atmosphere between those two little girls is not very good. We should go there. Otherwise, there will be no trouble. At that time, there will be no one to clean it up for you." Shi Xianggu's face showed a beautiful, even some strange crimson. The apricot eyes could not tell whether it was anger or shame, and there was more helplessness, a kind of helplessness wandering in happiness and didn't want to escape.
In the distance of the grass pavilion, Pan Bingjie and Maria, who looked at Liang Pengfei and Shi Xianggu snuggled up to each other, looked a little strange, but they were unwilling to leave. When two pairs of big eyes of different colors withdrew their sight, they actually collided together.
Pan Bingjie bit her lip and asked Maria, who seemed to be hesitating how to face herself in the slightly astringent Spanish, "Are you really a princess?"
"The princess is just my secular identity. Now I am a nun who dedicates my life and youth to God." Maria answered subconsciously and very formulaicly, but her answer only brought Pan Bingjie's lovely white eyes.
Maria wanted to open her mouth to defend, but her eyes swept over the grass pavilion and saw Liang Pengfei, who was snuggled in Miss Shi's abdomen and listening to something, the courage to defend seemed to disappear in an instant.
"Do you like my husband?" After Pan Bingjie said this, her face turned red first. She was still not used to it, but she felt that she should defend her position in this way.
"Your...husband?!" Maria's blue eyes stared to the extreme in an instant, as if she had heard the most incredible thing in the world: "My God, how old are you..."
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Hearing this, Pan Bingjie almost fainted. Yes, she couldn't imagine that the ghost woman in front of her was strange skin, her pupils were as blue as cat's eyes, and her tall and hot, who was so jealous that she gritted her teeth, could actually speak in this tone.
The first sentence is an obvious question, which means that the ghost woman is doubting herself. Although there is no question in the second question, it annoys Pan Bingjie even more. It means a kind of contempt for her. Well, Miss Pan feels that this is a contempt for herself by the ghost woman.
"What do you mean? Am I very young?!" Pan Bingjie tried her best to stand up as cute as holding the breasts of two pigeons. She narrowed her beautiful apricot eyes dangerously and asked angrily. It was so hateful. It was really hateful. If it hadn't been for Liang Pengfei's fear of hearing the dispute here, maybe Pan Bingjie's voice would remind people of the roaring on the Yellow River. Female tiger. However, now she is still like a cute cat with hair on the back of her neck.
Maria looked at this small and exquisite, childish face, and deliberately dressed up as a magnificent little girl. At this moment, she pretended to be thrown somewhere and tried to make herself a terrible and dangerous expression. She couldn't help but feel a little funny, and another Something fresh, and a trace of pride and pride, she just stood like that, not deliberately, but it was enough to make her look down on this angry girl.
"What else are you talking about?" Liang Pengfei took Shi Xianggu's hand and walked over slowly. The dirt on his face was still not completely wiped off. However, the smile on his face seemed to be covered by the sun. Those stains seemed to have become so unobtrusive, and even made people feel very kind and practical.
"Nothing, we chatted happily. We were talking about Miss Pan's age. Unexpectedly, dear Pan was so young, which was really enviable..." Maria held her hands in the heart, holding her hands in front of her chest, squeezing the exaggerated place on her chest. .
There was a trace of cunning and pride in her blue eyes, which made Pan Bingjie feel frustrated for no reason. Looking at this half head higher than herself, the almost exaggerated and trembling chest, and the upturned buttocks, it seemed that she really couldn't find a place and part. It can be compared with the ghost woman in front of her.
Pan Bingjie pouted angrily, but she didn't know how to refute Maria's words. A pair of apricot eyes were about to ignite the flame of anger because of fighting spirit.
"Although my sister is young, she is gentle and versatile. I envy her very much." Shi Xianggu smiled faintly and stepped forward and took Pan Bingjie's little hand. In a word, she made Pan Bingjie's accumulated anger invisible.
"How can Bingjie be as good as a heroine as her sister? She leads thousands of troops and horses across the sea. Bingjie should really envy your sister." Pan Bingjie smiled sweetly. Pan Bingjie felt that Shi Xianggu, who had the same black hair and black eyes as herself, was much more pleasing to her eyes. Moreover, she made herself feel an indescribable sense of peace.
Even what the aunt told her to take out the woman's demeanor was all left behind. With a face of worship and envy, it was almost like the fans of later generations screaming and rushed up to get a pen to let the idol sign.
I saw that the two women were stuck together, and there seemed to be a trend of union, which made Maria, who was full of crisis, pout her plump lips in a certain place in her heart.
"Maria, long time no see. You are still so beautiful, but how did your hair turn into this color?" Liang Peng flew to Maria and looked at the Spanish girl who was only half a head short of her head, and said curiously.
Hearing Liang Pengfei's sincere praise, even if he always wanted to maintain the nun's reservedness, the corners of his mouth still subconsciously curled up, and his blue pupils flashed with joy. It turns out that he still cares so much about me. Maria's heart was wrapped in sweet honey.
Subconsciously stroking the long chestnut-brown hair that was naturally curled like a wave, Maria straightened up, raised her head slightly and smiled, showing her charm to her heart's content. Because I didn't dye my hair, my hair returned to its original color.
"Hades?" Liang Pengfei was a little confused. In later generations, it was only in the 1990s that he began to see those heads turned into golden lion kings and red lion kings. But now it is the 18th century. Did this devout nun move the Western God and let the boss travel through time and space to bring her a bottle of hair dye?
Next to, Pan Bingjie and Shi Xianggu, who were whispering, couldn't help but turn their surprised eyes. They really didn't know that there was a dye that could dye their hair golden yellow. They only heard that eating more black would make their hair dark and bright.
Seeing the expressions of these three people like a country bumpkin entering the city to watch a big play, Maria couldn't help explaining proudly. Liang Pengfei realized that as early as the Roman period, the people of the Roman Empire and Egypt had already understood how to use all kinds of hair dyes to change the color of their hair.
"Is that our hair, which can also be dyed golden yellow?" After all, curiosity is the surname of little Lori with a strong thirst for knowledge. Pan Bingjie temporarily forgot the feud between herself and Maria, stared at those beautiful eyes, and seemed to ask in a little unbelief.
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"Of course, it can even be dyed red and black. However, the most common color is still golden yellow. Unfortunately, when I came to the East, the sea disaster made all the hair dyes around me fall into the sea, so I can only let my hair slowly return to its original color." Maria pouted her plump red lips with some frustration.
"Actually, your hair color is also very beautiful now, which matches your appearance very well, which reminds me of the precious and seductive scented sandalwood color." Liang Pengfei comforted that these Marias were a little better and returned a sweet smile and a charming grateful look, which made Miss Pan couldn't help curl her lips.
Liang Pengfei also noticed Pan Bingjie's undisguised sourness. The smile on his face hung awkwardly in his mouth. He laughed and hurriedly found an excuse to go to the study to get some cigars, and seemed to escape out of the back garden in embarrassment.
Aunt Shi Xiang, who has been observing the two little girls, can't help it. His man, sandwiched between the two little girls, was also a little fun to watch.
Naturally, the next is a good dinner. At least the guests are happy, or a man and three women are very satisfied. In order to balance the two, oh no, in order to maintain the peace between the three women, Liang Pengfei finally made the three women feel that they had suffered. Liang Pengfei's attention and attention, but Liang Pengfei sadly felt that he was like an acrobat who needed to dance ballet on the steel wire with fear.
Because of the heavy body, Aunt Shi Xiang returned to the room soon after the dinner. As a close servant of Aunt Shi Xiang, she naturally followed Aunt Shi Xiang to leave. Soon, she heard the sound of evil, which made Liang Pengfei have to put away the idea of going to Shi Xianggu's room to talk about love, and he also I don't want to make Shi Xianggu, who is pregnant with Liujia, tired because of this.
And when Maria saw that Pan Bingjie didn't seem to have any intention of leaving at all, and because it was time to do evening classes, she needed to pray to her God, so she had to return to her yard with resentment escorted by Lieutenant Colonel Jose and Fernando.
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(to be continued)