Women's clothing bosses always want to give up on male protagonists

Mrs. Yin's words were full of apology, and she was a little arrogant: "We should have come to visit earlier, but we didn't expect it to be delayed until this time."

The Banquet City Lord didn't take it seriously, who doesn't know the dignified Yin family?As long as the marriage between the two families is still there, he can benefit from it, "It's nothing, you are here because of the entrance examination of Linguyu's disciples, right? Luoluo also needs to be assessed. During this time, Ciyue will help us Luoluo how?"

"Okay." Yin Ciyue had no reason to refuse.

Yan Luofan felt a probing gaze vaguely on him, raised his eyes, and met Yin Ciyue's eyes.

Just talking about this, Mrs. Yin has something to boast about, "Ciyue doesn't need to take part in the entrance examination, but goes directly to the secret realm to participate in the selection of Linguyu's inner disciples, Shi Lang is no good."

"Ciyue has reached the middle stage of foundation establishment before the weak crown. I don't know how many sects are vying for it. After picking and choosing, I still think that the first sect, Linguyu, is better. Linguyu also gave us Ciyue face and accepted it as an inner disciple. It is for sure, as long as you pass the selection of inner disciples, you will be the direct disciples of several great venerables, which is something no one can ask for."

After Madam Yin finished speaking, she obviously glanced at Yin Shilang, obviously the "how many people" meant something.

Yan Luofan quietly glanced at Yin Shilang's face, seeing the numbness to belittlement, he twisted his fingers together, what should he say to ease the atmosphere?I couldn't help but look at Yin Ciyue who was sitting on the side, and then, "..."

At the beginning, Yin Ciyue was not sitting in such a corner, she looked a little pitiful, as if there was a river of Chu and Han between them.

Yan Luofan silently moved to the other side, "How about I..." go to another seat?

Just when the Lord Yan spoke, he interrupted directly: "Anyway, they are better than our Luoluo."

Yan Luofan forgot the rest of his words, and looked at the Lord Yan very speechlessly.

Madam Yin smiled and said, "How can you compare like this?"

The dignified topic was brought up like this, and the couple who were in-laws chatted again. The focus of the content was still Yin Ciyue, talking about his appearance, cultivation and hobbies, and Madam Yin would intentionally or unintentionally irritate him without saying a few words. Her own son's words seemed to remind Yin Shilang of his incompetence.

City Master Yan suddenly remembered, "Speaking of which, Linguyu's inner sect is selected before the entrance examination, and it only takes two days. Does Ciyue have time to help Luoluo?"

"Yes, I will help."

Yin Ciyue's voice was as cold as broken jade.

After hearing this, Yan Luofan felt his ears itch, and subconsciously shied away: "I can do it myself, uncle, don't bother others."

The city lord of the banquet couldn't stand it anymore, and reminded: "How can you say that you are troublesome? He is your fiancé, and he is the one who will marry you in the future."

Yan Luofan shrank back, he really didn't know how to get along with Yin Ciyue, the protagonist, and tried to struggle again, "I know, but..."

The Lord Yan did not intend to continue letting go, and interrupted with a frown: "Don't be willful."

Yan Luofan sat back to his original place sullenly, and moved towards Yin Ciyue in retaliation, obviously already disgusted, why did he agree so simply?

Yin Ciyue hesitated to speak, but finally swallowed the sentence "it doesn't agree with reason", and sat down to the other side with her eyelashes down.

Just after a pause, a blue-clothed boy came from the gate of the mansion, holding a thin piece of paper in his hand, and shouted "Master City Lord" in his mouth. When he saw so many people in the middle hall, he rolled his eyes: " Princess, your things."

Mrs. Yin is still asking: "What's the matter?"

Before Yan Luofan got up, Xiaochun quickly walked over and grabbed it in his hand, muttering, "Where did you get the princess thing?"

Then she took a second look at it intently, stuffed the piece of paper into her sleeve with a "swish", and changed her tone and said: "Hurry up and get down."

But the boy didn't rush away, and leaned into Xiaochun's ear: "Boss Zhao said that we won't pay now, and Miss You Yun will make the decision later." Then he hurried away.

Xiao Chun leaned over to Yan Luofan's side, passed the paper over, and lowered his voice, "Boss Zhao asks for compensation from our City Lord's Mansion."

Yan Luofan opened his mouth slightly, unspeakably surprised.

It looked chaotic at the time, but the cloths that fell on the ground were not actually damaged. How thick-skinned is Boss Zhao?The lion was so embarrassed to ask for compensation.

However, Xiaochun, who had no aura, ignored an important issue, that is, in the central hall at this moment, even if the voice was suppressed into mosquitoes, the monks present could hear it clearly.

He just wanted to ruin his image in front of Yin Ciyue!

Besides, Miss You Yun's name sounds familiar?

Not to mention how ugly the Lord Yan's face was, he waved his hand to drive them away, "It's not easy for you to talk when our elders are present, so let's take a walk around Yancheng with Ciyue, and have a chat by the way."

Yan Luofan never gave Yan Luofan a chance to refuse.

Yan Luofan could only lead people out of the middle hall, and walking in front felt like a thorn in his back.

Xiaochun couldn't help but look at Yin Ciyue's eyes, he felt familiar no matter what, and then suddenly recalled his aggressive performance in Youyun cloth workshop, tears were about to fall, and he tugged on the sleeve of his princess: "Little princess."

Yan Luofan turned back.

Xiaochun gritted her teeth, thinking that the princess's image with the uncle would be ruined in her hands, and lowered her voice: "My uncle was also at Youyun Cloth Shop at the time, so I saw it." Thinking of the little princess, she explained, saying Just two good words to clear up the misunderstanding, there will be no serious consequences.

However, Yan Luofan was thinking of another thing: the misunderstanding must not be resolved!

He stood still, turned around and looked around, and quickly grabbed Yin Ciyue's wrist: "Come with me."

Yin Ciyue looked at the grasped wrist, but her gaze was attracted by the frosty wrist, which was completely different from his weakness, with long and slender fingers, round fingertips, and neatly trimmed nails, revealing out well-behaved.

Unexpectedly, the little princess's hands are so beautiful, and her temper is different from hers.

But this is clearly crossing the line.

Yin Ciyue came to her senses and immediately tried to break free, only to find that she hadn't moved at all.He frowned subconsciously, the main force of the small county was a bit too strong.

After pulling him to the corner, Yan Luofan didn't quite know what kind of expression he should put on at such a time, hesitantly asked knowingly, "You saw it at Youyunbufang?"

Yin Ciyue didn't answer immediately, but raised her hand, reminding her in a cold tone, "Let go."

Then, after Yan Luofan panicked and let go, he tidied up his sleeves slowly, replied with a "hmm", and added: "Little princess is always like this, directly pulling the man's wrist?"

"No."

Yan Luofan answered neatly, thinking that the protagonist is really fierce, he unconsciously glanced at Yin Ciyue's reddened ears, a little unbelievable: "Are you shy?" The protagonist who opened the harem is so innocent now?

Yin Ciyue turned her head and retorted coldly: "No."

Then there is no one, Yan Luofan felt strange to win the round, and then tried to recall the TV series he had watched, imitating the actions and tone of the villain in it, and making himself look more cruel: "Don't mention this matter to others, and don't comment on it. Me, you have no right to control me, you know?"

But because she was worried that she wouldn't look like a girl, she deliberately lowered her soft voice, said she was losing her temper, but it was more like acting limp and coquettish, Yin Ciyue was not bored, and replied: "Okay, I see."

It wasn't hateful enough, Yan Luofan squeezed his fist hidden in his sleeve and organized his words: "The marriage contract between the two of us is not counted."

This was somewhat unexpected, Yin Ciyue opened her thin lips lightly, and said lightly: "The word of destiny is not allowed to be violated. This engagement will continue whether you or I hate it or not."

Yan Luofan pursed his lips, knowing that he had made a slip of the tongue.

This is also the reason why the Yancheng Lord refused his divorce.

Originally, the original owner and Yin Ciyue were purely baby relatives, and there was no so-called "word of destiny", but in the year when he became the original owner and lived as the drowned original owner, the hexagram showed: Yin Ciyue and him are A match made in heaven.

This prophecy is inevitable in the monk's eyes.

At that time, he was rejected when he proposed to divorce, and he even thought about disclosing the fact that he was a man, but he knew better that if the current Yan City Lord knew the fact of his man's identity, it would not be as simple as just scolding him in a few words.

The surviving daughter of the former city lord can be held in his hands as a marriage tool to strengthen his power, but the surviving son will only fight for power and become an enemy.

"you hate me."

Yin Ciyue seems to be simply stating the facts.

Yan Luofan pulled away from his thoughts, was stunned for a moment, and silently coaxed, muttering: "I don't like you, and I didn't say I hate you, I just don't want this engagement."

Yan Luofan raised his eyes, looked directly at Yin Ciyue, and reasoned with a small face: "Don't you think it restricts us?"

Yin Ciyue didn't say a word.

"I'm as busy as others say, and I'm still spoiled. If you want to be with me, you have to follow me. If you lose your temper, you have to coax me. You have to give me whatever you like..."

Yan Luofan put forward his outrageous request in one breath, fearing that if he stopped, he would have no face to continue talking, and almost had difficulty breathing, and finally added, "Otherwise, we are not as appropriate as the words of destiny!"

Now he's trying to get into the ground.

But Yin Ciyue remained calm, her thick eyelashes cast shadows under her eyes: "I will not agree to excessive demands."

So this is half of the promise?Yan Luofan really didn't expect that the words of destiny were so powerful that it could make the protagonist who hated him retreat step by step. He wanted to continue to say something, but Xiaochun on the side finally couldn't stand up, and his tone was full of helplessness:

"The princess!"

Yan Luofan, who was worried about Xiaochun and the Lord Yan's complaint, silently shut up.

Xiaochun looked at the future son-in-law, and didn't know what to say. She really didn't expect the princess to hate the marriage contract so much. Obviously, the uncle's appearance is also very outstanding. The most urgent thing is to apologize, "Our princess is just joking, Yin Young master, please don't misunderstand, she is not like this on weekdays."

Yin Ciyue raised her first smile, there was no smile in it, and there was even a faint coldness: "That is, for, me?"

"No, absolutely not!" Xiao Chun had never seen such a battle before, and she was in a panic, "She just happened to be in a bad mood, don't you think so, princess?"

The last two words elongated the tone, blatantly threatening, but Yan Luofan really couldn't help it, and put on a casual gesture, "Yes." It looked like you said yes.

Can't let the two stay together anymore, Xiaochun pulled him away with a smile, and shouted: "Our lady still has something to do, so I'll leave first, Young Master Yin, you can go shopping by yourself for a while."

After a while, Yin Ciyue's servant went around twice, finally found someone, and hurried up to ask: "Master, where is the owner of Xiaojun, don't you want to go shopping together?"

"gone."

Although Yin Ciyue's happiness and anger were not visible, the servant who had been with him for a long time still noticed the slightly sinking corners of his mouth. He didn't understand what happened, and tentatively said: "Today, I also owed the blessing of the young master. I opened my eyes and saw you." Returning to the appearance of the first beauty, this life is worth it. By the way, what do you think of the master Xiaojun?"

Yin Ciyue remembered Yan Luofan's remarks, was silent for a while, and said coldly: "I don't like it."

The young man let out a "Hey" and was taken aback. The young master rarely expressed his displeasure so bluntly. He hurriedly asked: "What's the matter? I suddenly hated the little princess, but what did she do?"

Yin Ciyue finished the other half of the sentence: "I didn't say I hate it."

The servant blurted out: "If you don't like it, don't you just hate it?"

Then I saw his young master's face became more and more cold, he gave him a look of anger, and said word by word: "That's annoying."

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Boy: Young Master, it's not that you hate the Princess, it's that you hate me!