The Eastern Invincible Harvested Grass to Blackwood Cliff

Ever since he got married with Deng Jiuru, Dongfang Bubai seemed to have forgotten the Heimuya Sun Moon God Sect. Continue to break through the last stage of the divine skill.

But I don't know why, I suffered repeated setbacks in front of the last hurdle, but now I don't think about it, the Sunflower Book has achieved great success.

Dongfang Bubai frowned as he looked at the unfinished clothes in his hands. Embroidery was his practice, and he did not expect to practice the last stage in this way.

This dress was made for Deng Jiuru, and it was the third set of clothes he made for Deng Jiuru. Embroidering clothes for her husband has broken through the magic skills. Dongfang Bubai thought about it, the joy of this kind of magic skills is not as good as being about to do the first for him. The joy of three sets of clothes comes.

Just thinking of this, Dongfang Bubai twitched his ears, and the sound of footsteps outside the door was very familiar, it was Deng Jiuru's senior brother Tian Boguang.

"Husband has gone out, brother is looking for him?" Wife changed with husband, Deng Jiuru called Tian Boguang senior brother, Dongfang Bubai also called Tian Boguang senior brother.

Tian Boguang's gaze swept over Dongfang Bubai's still-palette-like face and the impossibly gorgeous clothes, and then his eyes fell on the men's clothing that was almost completed on the table. Twitching, sighing helplessly.

"I said brother and sister, I came to you because Jiuru is not here today. I told Jiuru a long time ago that there is a big problem with your dressing, but he is a boy who sees beauty in the eyes of lovers. You are ugly and blame him." Everyone thinks you are as beautiful as a fairy, but Ge Laozi told him that he is playing the piano right!"

In the end, Tian Boguang wanted to scold people. It turned out that the younger siblings were dressed up no matter how ugly he had nothing to do with him, but now the younger siblings took all the clothes, shoes, socks, caps, and scarves for the younger brother. Oh yes, and even sewed the sword for the younger brother. Made a sword sheath, the sword sheath was shiny enough to compete with the Fengguan when they got married that day, and it was not much different in weight from the sword.

Tian Boguang thought, if his master sees that his Buddha light sword is equipped with such a sheath, he will definitely explode in anger.

Now that Tian Boguang and Deng Jiuru are walking together, the attention gift he received is too much for Tian Boguang, who thinks he has a thick skin. This person is approved, but what about him?

A mysterious widow who claimed her husband's surname was Dong, but she was a man. I don't know his name so far. Why did she buy a house in Jiangxia County and live in seclusion? Moreover, Tian Boguang could feel that although he didn't have swords, guns and sticks around him, He is also a master based on the internal strength that is inadvertently revealed.

Such a person, dressed in such a strange way, and still talks about his husband to his younger brother, how can people not be suspicious?

Dongfang Bubai naturally didn't know what Tian Boguang thought, but facing Tian Boguang's unkind tone, Dongfang Bubai said: "It's fine if he likes it, and what others think has nothing to do with me."

"He likes what you like, no matter what you do, he will applaud, but what does he like, do you know?" Tian Boguang mentioned this, and he was not worth it for his junior. He always felt that the person in front of him had no heart.

Dongfang Bubai thought for a while after listening, "I know, he likes me."

Tian Boguang rolled his eyes angrily when he heard this, come on, he was wasting his saliva here, turned around and left, Dongfang Bubai sat at the table, stretched out his hands back and forth to touch the clothes that were about to be finished, and looked at himself in the bronze mirror suddenly stood up, hugged his clothes and took his rouge and gouache, and left the house to Aunt Wu's house next door.

Aunt Wu has just turned thirty, she is a well-known pretty aunt in the neighborhood, Dongfang Bubai often buys vegetables in her shop, the two of them are a little more familiar than others, but this is also the first time Dongfang Bubai has visited her house the door.

When Deng Jiuru came back at night, he was still carrying a big fat chicken in his hand. He was in a good mood with a smile on his face. Dongfang Bubai was sitting at the table and still embroidering the clothes with the oil lamp on. That set made a world of difference.

Deng Jiuru pushed open the door, and just said: "Lady, look at the big fat chicken I brought back for you..." Deng Jiuru stopped talking just halfway through.

What appeared in front of Deng Jiuru was not the familiar colorful face.

"Do you like it?" Dongfang Bubai was a little apprehensive and expectant when he saw Deng Jiuru's rare stupid look.

Dongfang Bubai's skin was already fair, since he came from the palace, he didn't even grow a beard, and his skin became more and more delicate. He usually applied a thick layer of powder to make it as white as the wall. It was just painted with blush and decorated with various rouges, and now the original skin color is revealed, and the natural blood color is revealed. Compared with the previous one, it is very comfortable to look at.

Two emerald jade hairpins are simply inserted on the head, although the body is still a set of bright red clothes, but the excessively dazzling gold thread has been removed, the embroidery is exquisite and complicated, but it has a sense of refinement.

Deng Jiuru threw the chicken to the ground, and the fat chicken flapped its wings, which could not fly, and ran into the yard.

"Do you like it?" Dongfang Bubai asked again, but this time the voice was far less happy than last time.

"I like it, but, why..." Finding that Dongfang's mood became a little depressed, Deng Jiuru hurriedly nodded like pecking rice with a chicken.

"Aunt Wu also said that a woman is the one who pleases herself, and I want to do the same." Feeling that Deng Jiuru really liked it, not perfunctory, Dongfang Bubai's mood turned around in an instant, and the previous anxiety was swept away, and Dongfang Bubai couldn't help it. Bai picked up the clothes in his hands again.

"Try wearing this." Although the newly sewn clothes are gorgeous, they are not as exaggerated as the previous ones. Deng Jiuru tried them on, and it was the same as the previous two sets, neither fat nor thin, just the right size.

"Dongfang." After Deng Jiuru took off his clothes, he held Dongfang Bubai's hand, "You don't have to do anything to please me, you just need to be yourself, no matter what, I like it, and I like you."

Dongfang Bubai stretched out his other hand to hold Deng Jiuru's as well, and smiled faintly: "I like you too, and I feel happy in whatever I do for you."

Dongfang told him that he liked him, and Deng Jiuru looked at Dongfang's mouth opening and closing in a daze, feeling ecstasy, heartache and bitterness in his heart.

The east is the most infatuated, and infatuated people are most afraid of being entrusted to inhumane people. Infatuated people are always hurt by love, without blood, but it hurts more than anything else.

I will cherish you, love you, and not let you get hurt again in this life, because I like you, I love you.

When Deng Jiuru's words came to his lips, it turned into the most passionate kiss, all the bitterness was suppressed in his heart, and the smirk still showed on his face.

"Lady, in this way, it saves the time of removing makeup, and I'm happy to be in bed for an extra moment!"

The two people are in love, the big fat chicken escaped and I don’t know where it went. The next day, Dongfang Bubai went to buy vegetables, and Deng Jiuru followed him to buy chicken. The little brother who sold fish on the street looked at Deng Jiuru and smiled. Said: "Well, you Jiuru, obviously your daughter-in-law is quite handsome, did you fall into the vinegar vat, because you are afraid that others will see your daughter-in-law's appearance, so you will make people look like a ghost?"

"Huh, let alone the vinegar tank, I recognize the vinegar sea. I can see my wife's appearance. Your ancestral grave is full of smoke. Why don't you give me the freshest big fish for free?" For the loser, if there is a tail behind the buttocks, how high is the tail raised.

He not only wanted Dongfang Bubai to be himself all the time, but also wanted him to get out of that lonely cage and really be an ordinary and happy ordinary person.

Over there, Xiao Juanzi, who helped her parents sell peaches, asked Dongfang in a low voice: "Auntie Deng, your skin is really good, which rouge did you use?"

Dongfang Bubai was taken aback for a moment, Deng Jiuru had sharp ears, and now he came over and put his arms around Dongfang Bubai's waist: "My wife is naturally beautiful, oh, it's a big loss for you to watch!"

Xiao Juanzi was still a young girl who hadn't left the court. She had never seen a husband and wife making out, and she immediately blushed. Her father was so angry that he shook his beard: "In public, it's immoral!"

In the end, Juanzi's mother grabbed her ears and sprayed her face with saliva: "Damn you, look how caring little Brother Deng is for his wife. My old lady married a guy like you after eight lifetimes of bad luck."

The aunts were still tough, and Dongfang Bubai had a smile in his eyes, allowing Deng Jiuru to walk through the market with his arms around his waist.