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

The next day, the sky was bright.

In the side courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion, Yan Luofan was sleeping soundly, when there was an incessant knock on the door, and it was Xiaochun who could be recognized in a daze: "Princess Lord, it's time to get up!"

Yan Luofan rubbed his sleepy eyes, and hummed coquettishly in the bed: "For a while, just for a while."

After speaking, he buried himself in the pillow and continued to sleep.

Xiaochun's knocking on the door stopped for a moment. Based on her past experience, the little princess is definitely still sleeping. "Princess, today you are going to practice with my uncle. If you don't wake up and miss the time, the city owner will be angry."

"Grandpa is already waiting!"

Xiaochun was very anxious, my uncle had a bad impression of the princess yesterday, so she turned around and explained to Yin Ciyue who was in the yard: "Our princess usually sleeps late, young master Yin, wait a moment wait."

Yan Luofan shrank his whole body into the bed, trying to cover his ears, uncle?Where did you come from?The first priority is sleep.

He yawned lazily, and reacted a second before he was about to lose consciousness——

Yin Ciyue! !

He jumped up from the bed suddenly, almost knocked his head, and shouted to the door: "I'm already getting dressed."

Xiaochun outside looked at the ice cube face of the future son-in-law, and urged helplessly: "Princess, hurry up."

Yan Luofan didn't care if he was wearing the right clothes or not, he just put his clothes on his body, before he even had time to put on his shoes, he walked quickly to the door and opened it, and he was still arranging the sleeves hanging on his shoulders while talking: "I don't I'll..." Comb your hair.

Yin Ciyue finally waited for someone, looked up, "..."

The embroidery powder worn by the little princess has round shoulders, delicate collarbones, and healthy pink joints, like the petals of a peach blossom that has not fully bloomed.

Realizing what he was looking at, he quickly turned his head, his neck to the base of his ears burned red quickly, and only his face remained indifferent.

As for Xiaochun's almond-shaped eyes widening, he closed the door with a "bang" with a swiftness, "Princess, why don't you get dressed?!"

Almost bumped his nose, Yan Luofan still didn't understand what happened, so he patted the door lightly, "I'm done." It's just that the sleeves didn't get fixed in time.

Xiaochun was already numb, and his tone was as flat as a board: "Master Yin is waiting for you in the yard."

Long silence.

Yan Luofan covered his face, smashed the jar back to the bed and put on his shoes, then tied a ponytail carelessly, looked at the bronze mirror twice, in order not to expose the fact that a man disguised himself as a woman, he went on like a snake Make up.

Pushing the door open again, Yan Luofan decided to pretend that nothing happened just now, and asked Yin Ciyue in the yard, "How do we practice?"

Yin Ciyue looked at her fiancée whose face was no different from that of a paper piercer, the heat in her ears receded, and she said concisely: "You ask me to answer."

Xiaochun's hands are itchy now, and he really wants to hit someone, especially his own master who is not walking the usual way in front of him. He squeezes out a smile and asks in a kind tone: "Princess, what are you doing?"

Among other things, Yan Luofan is indeed a bit biased in understanding the atmosphere. At this moment, he has no self-awareness: "Go to practice?"

In the end, Xiaochun, who couldn't bear it anymore, apologized and said to Yin Ciyue: "Master Yin, please wait a little longer."

Then he ruthlessly and vigorously pushed Yan Luofan back into the room, and after a lot of tossing, he finally restored that face to its true nature.

Xiaochun really didn't expect that in order to express her resistance to marriage, the princess would do such things that would damage her image. While helping to comb her hair, she persuaded: "Princess, you really hate uncle like this. Why do you deliberately turn yourself into that? It will make others laugh."

Yan Luofan really wanted to say that that was his true level, but thinking that Yin Ciyue in the small courtyard could also hear their conversation clearly, he could only vaguely agree, "I don't hate him."

Xiaochun curled her lips, and added the rest of the sentence: "Well, what you hate is the engagement, right?"

Even though Yan Luofan has many reluctances, he still has to continue his cultivation. After all, it is something Yin Ciyue promised. As a responsible protagonist, he has the quality of doing what he says.It's a pity that Yan Luofan, a salted fish who doesn't plan to practice hard, doesn't cooperate.

It is said that they are practicing together, but it is more likely that Yan Luofan is asking some completely irrelevant questions:

"Did you see it just now?"

The distance was too close, and Yin Ciyue could even smell the scent of herbs from the people around him. He moved away without a trace, "What?"

Yan Luofan didn't even know how shameless he was, without realizing it: "I didn't dress properly just now."

Yin Ciyue raised her eyelashes slightly, and said coldly, "Sorry."

Yan Luofan was startled, and saw the corners of the mouths of the people around him pursed. Although the truth was that the sleeves were not done properly, "You are obviously not convinced, and your apology is not sincere."

Yin Ciyue turned her head and narrowed her phoenix eyes: "According to the literati, I should marry you, but..."

"Okay, don't want your apology!"

Seeing that he was about to say something like "will be responsible", Yan Luofan hurriedly interrupted, and leaned into Yin Ciyue's ear with great interest, and lowered his voice: "If you're really sorry, just tell me, what do you want? What kind of Taoist couple?"

Compared with the scent of herbs, what lingers around the tip of her nose is more like the sweet fragrance of blooming flowers. Yin Ciyue felt her ears itchy, and sat down on the stone bench on the other side with a straight face: "I don't want it."

Yan Luofan's disappointment was written all over his face, and he straightened the silk scarf around his neck, "Is it because I am your fiancee that I am unwilling to tell the truth?"

Yin Ciyue noticed the red marks on the white neck, and said coldly: "Then I should say, I want you."

Indeed, Yan Luofan accepted this statement, and asked in another direction: "Then what kind of looks do you like? Delicate? Bright? Or..."

"Master, the people from Lingu Valley have sent the secret map of the inner gate election, and invite you to pick it up."

A voice without winking interrupted the conversation, it was a young servant who looked familiar.

Yin Ciyue stood up, and slightly nodded to Yan Luofan, "You should practice on your own first."

Yan Luofan propped up his face with one arm, looked at Yin Ciyue's back, why did he feel like he was running away?It must be because he thought too much, even if it is the protagonist in the later period, he will not be ashamed when asked about his favorite type.

Self-cultivation is impossible, Yan Luofan fiddled with the tea set, still regretting not getting a definite answer.

He had read the novel before time-traveling. At that time, he was very sincere. He even argued with others about which character the protagonist liked the most. He quarreled for an entire hour without deciding the outcome.

After all, Yin Ciyue was cold-hearted and cold-hearted in the early stage, and after the talent disappeared and suffered all kinds of setbacks, he became a cold block of ice. Even though countless female characters secretly agreed, he never made a choice, and even No preference was shown for either one.

Obviously, the category marked in the novel is a story about remarriage and harem cultivation, but it was unfinished at the end. The careless author didn't arrange an official match for the protagonist, and even left a sentence at the end: He belongs to the Dao.

Is this reasonable?

Yan Luofan was in a trance, and didn't notice that there was another person beside him.

"Fall down."

The name was familiar, but the voice was unfamiliar.

Yan Luofan turned his head to look, and found that it was Yin Shilang who came over. He was not used to being close to strangers, so he reminded him bluntly: "In our city of Yan, you should call me Princess."

Yin Shilang just smiled, and sat on the stone bench beside Yan Luofan very naturally, "I heard that the little princess had a dispute with Ci Yue yesterday."

Yan Luofan was worried that another one would sue, so he categorically denied it: "No."

"Young princess doesn't need to hide from me." Yin Shilang's friendly attitude is completely different from yesterday's indifference. "Yesterday, the little princess noticed me and wanted to speak for me. Now I just want to help the little princess."

The indescribable weirdness made Yan Luofan unconsciously frowned. He didn't remember whether there was this paragraph in the original text, but he could probably guess Yin Shilang's purpose: "No need."

Don't you just want to snatch Yin Ciyue's "things"?Probably also included his fiancée. When he heard that he and Yin Ciyue didn't get along well, he hurried over to pry the wall.

Yin Shilang finally sensed the resistance of the person in front of him, and understood the truth that too much is too late, stood up politely, smiled like a gentleman and said: "I remember the kindness of the little princess, and I hope to repay it someday."

Yan Luofan felt that the reward should be given to the Lord Yan, so he remained silent.

Yin Shilang took this as a default: "Then let's say it like this."

Turning around, the corners of Yin Shilang's mouth curved down, making it difficult to hide the hostility in it.The news he received would not be false. The little princess really hated Yin Ciyue, but now it seems that she doesn't like him either.

Yin Ciyue's tone was not very respectful, reminding: "Brother."

Yin Shilang regained his senses and put on his smile again. He didn't expect to bump into him as soon as he came out of the courtyard, and he didn't know how much he was heard. His eyes fell on the scroll in Yin Ciyue's hand. What Linguyu personally delivered was so impressive. Envious, "Ciyue needs to work harder."

……

Yan Luofan, who was still waiting in the courtyard, had nothing to do, so he simply took off the ribbon around his neck and stared bitterly.

As the lord of Yancheng County, he can naturally use the top-quality and most supple ribbon, but unless it is worn tightly around the neck, it will only fall limply on the collarbone, without the effect of covering the Adam's apple at all.

Only such hard and rough ones will stay peacefully at the Adam's apple, but it will always leave dazzling red marks like this after a while.

"Have you finished training?"

As soon as Yin Ciyue came back, he saw his fiancee kicking stones.

Yan Luofan turned his head, eyes full of surprises, "You're back?"

Yin Ciyue was stabbed by this surprise, thinking of what she heard just now, with annoyance, she moved her eyes down as if to escape, but saw the red marks in front of others after losing the cover of the ribbon.

The little princess was born white, as if she was made of white snow and precious jade, all of them were delicate and soft, her neck was white and slender, the skin and flesh sunken between the collarbones fluctuated with her breath as she spoke, even her throat, which was a little more conspicuous than ordinary women, showed. Kind of pleasing.

It is precisely because of this that the traces of rough grinding on it are more glaring.

Yan Luofan didn't notice it yet, but only thought that he couldn't be too active, so he pulled his sad face down, and complained: "It takes so long to get things?"

After waiting for a long time to find that Yin Ciyue didn't answer, she looked along her line of sight and hurriedly blocked her neck, "Don't look!"

Finally remembering the forgotten ribbon, Yan Luofan quickly grabbed it and tied it back in the blink of an eye.

Because of the situation in front of him, Yin Ciyue couldn't help doubting the judgment just now, and gave another chance to defend himself: "What did you and brother talk about?"

The topic changed suddenly, Yan Luofan didn't react to the temptation in the question, and said blankly: "I didn't talk about anything."

To be honest, it was Yin Shilang who was talking on his own.

Yan Luofan straightened the ribbon around his neck, his eyes accidentally fell on the map scroll in Yin Ciyue's hand, and he stretched out his hand, "Show me."

lie.

Yin Ciyue lowered her eyes, handed over the scroll in her hand, her long eyelashes covered her eyes.

Yan Luofan didn't notice something was wrong, so he opened the scroll, and as expected, he saw the specific note on it, and tried to recall the original plot: "I heard that there are many good things in the secret realm, so I simply pick two, and I want Tianfeng who lives in Wufeng Silk, heart-wrapping silk from Pingxin Cave, and Moshuang precious leaves from Pingxin Cave..."

Well, almost.

Enough to reflect his insatiable greed.

Yan Luofan handed the scroll back in satisfaction, so guilty that he didn't dare to lift his eyes, he forced himself to ask: "Do you remember?"

"Well, remember."

"It's all..." Can't remember?

Yan Luofan swallowed the rest of the words, "You agreed, don't you find it troublesome?"

Yin Ciyue raised her phoenix eyes lightly, as cold as ice: "Trouble, why don't you want it?"

Little liar, used to pretending.

Yin Shilang, his so-called elder brother, is not the first time to do this kind of thing.From the moment he stepped into Yin's house, all the friends and servants who were close to him were bought off and avoided him like snakes and scorpions. The little princess in front of him at this moment already hated him, so it is not unimaginable to hit it off with him.

Yin Ciyue was full of depression, and there was also a disappointment that she hadn't noticed.