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

After all, I can’t explain clearly. After Yan Luofan, he was forced to hold down and passed on the experience for a long time. He was dizzy and didn’t know how much he could remember. Finally, he remembered one sentence: He had to keep looking for opportunities to pick things up.

So he returned to the small courtyard of the main peak of Linguyu. The moment he saw Yin Ciyue, his first reaction was to think of his clothes stained by ink splashes, "Brother Ciyue, wash my clothes."

Yin Ciyue stopped her copying hand, suspecting that she had misheard, so she didn't respond immediately.

But Yan Luofan interpreted this silence as a rejection, took out the clothes from the storage bag to display, and talked about the set of truths he had just accepted, "The dust removal spell can't be washed clean."

Yin Ciyue was taken aback, looked at the ink dots on the sleeves, and then finished using the dust removal spell very skillfully, turned her eyes away from the clean and clean clothes, and stated the facts: "It's done."

Indeed, no matter what kind of spell it is, it will show different effects according to the user's cultivation and mastery, but Yan Luofan thinks that he has not yet reached the point where he can't even use the dust removal spell, and throws his dress forward Throwing it in the direction of Yue, he re-emphasized the request: "I want you to wash my hands."

According to the original trajectory, the thrown clothes should have landed just in front of Yin Ciyue's feet, but they were already received by someone when they were still in mid-air.

Yin Ciyue didn't understand why there was any need to continue washing, but he also knew that this was a little liar deliberately making trouble again. He tried to figure out the expression he should show, and his eyebrows became cold: "Why?"

Yan Luofan saw that it actually had an effect, this was the first time, so he made persistent efforts: "I want to wear your laundry, don't you want to?"

Not bothering to wait for an answer, he immediately began to buckle his hat, "I'm your fiancee, if you don't even want to do this..."

"Okay." Yin Ciyue interrupted, "I will wash."

Yan Luofan let out a "hum", turned around and left, his back looked like a proud little peacock, he really had the meaning of a petulant and capricious young lady, but his front expression was a little blush and lips pursed flat, now His mind is full of self-substitution.

If he was Yin Ciyue who met someone who did not know how to live or die, he would have to beat him up first.

"Don't spoil me, or I'll be angry."

Yan Luofan had already entered the room, but for the convenience of finding fault in the next step, he leaned on the door frame and poked his head out to pick thorns.

As for the oppressed Yin Ciyue, she held the dress in her hand and said nothing, with an appearance that no one can fathom. Of course, if you get closer, you will notice the red ears that are not the same as the cold white skin next to it. , that is the only position that cannot hide the owner's thoughts.

What did the little liar do when he went out?

You should know that things like clothes, even if they are not close to your body, should be cleaned by someone very close to you.

Yin Ciyue stared at the pistil yellow dress for a while, first stuffed it into the storage bag, then couldn't help but took it out and held it in her hand, thought for a moment and left to look for the clear spring.

His hand holding the dress was getting tighter and tighter. For the first time, he was not ashamed of his own thoughts. He insisted on holding it in his hand knowing that he would be misunderstood if he saw it. It is extremely inappropriate to take the opportunity to swear ownership. I didn't ask for this, so I didn't do anything wrong.

Arriving at the location of Qingquan, Yin Ciyue smelled the light fragrance on the dress, choked her throat, and then quickly immersed it in the water, but her eyes were filled with pity.

Maybe he was thinking too much, Luo Luo was so sweet and fragrant, how could she be a man?

"Hey, Yin Ciyue, what are you doing here?"

Song Qing, who is everywhere, saw his good brother from a distance, walked over in three steps and two steps, while talking about his purpose of coming to the main peak, "If you want me to say that your new disciples this time have a lot of things to do, you will only be punished. If you want to slip away in a day, and even play tricks to give someone a spirit stone to replace it, Elder Qi will not find out, and I, the only idler in Lingu Valley, will have to look for it."

He was talking happily when he stopped in place suddenly.

Why did he come at the wrong time, this is killing people?His eyes were cold and terrifying.

Yin Ciyue didn't say a word about it, and said concisely: "Then go find it."

Song Qingwang spread his hands, quite helpless: "I heard from the brothers at Shanmenguan that they slipped down the mountain. Where can I find it in such a big cultivation world? Although Lingu Valley only has one day out of the seven days, disciples can freely enter and exit, but this is not too bad. Like it."

Fortunately, the eyesight of the monks is good. Even if it is unreliable, Song Qingwang squinted at the spot for a long time and finally realized, "The clothes worn by your little fiancee can't use the dust removal spell? Why do such troublesome things."

I thought that his good brother would reply coldly, "Midget your own business", but unexpectedly, he heard a serious reply, "She said she would wear clothes that I washed with my own hands."

Song Qingwang: "..."

I always feel that the process will not be as simple as what I said, and the tone is a bit ostentatious no matter how it sounds.

Please, no one will envy...

Well, it was him who was abrupt, not to mention the world of comprehension, even if you just look at the entire Lingu Valley, there are many people vying to be willing to wash clothes for the number one beauty list.

"So she quite likes you." Regardless of whether this sentence has anything to do with this matter, as long as it sounds good, Song Qing saw that his good brother looked good, so he took advantage of the situation and said, "Anyway, we can't find anyone, let's go to Yanwutai first Practicing a hand?"

Yin Ciyue did not refuse.

Song Qingwang was in a good mood, but he still couldn't hold back his complaints: "You said that Jin Shurong was many days late, and now she is doing this. I think it will be difficult for Elder Qi to give her a good face in the future."

The two went to Yanwutai, but they didn't extend the topic further, showing no interest.

Jin Shurong who was at the bottom of the mountain just sneezed, but it wasn't because of being naughty, but because he was so breathless from the smell of makeup powder, he couldn't do anything to cover his nose with a handkerchief, pushed away a group of people and ran to the window Gasp.

The Tanabata temple fair that she missed before was the key, and she had a hunch that as long as she knew what happened before and after, she would be able to figure out all the problems.

Even in the world of self-cultivation where strength is paramount, the charm of spirit stones should not be underestimated, especially for ordinary people, their abilities are fatal.

The first thing to do after going down the mountain is to find the vendors along the way. After all, it is impossible for such an outstanding appearance to go unnoticed. Jin Shurong only asked three questions: [-]. Is there a woman with an outstanding appearance who appears alone?[-]. Can a man with an extremely outstanding appearance appear alone?[-]. Can a woman and a man with outstanding looks appear at the same time.

After all, everyone has different aesthetic standards. After asking a series of meaningless information, she finally learned from the craftsman who made the mask that there was no woman with an outstanding appearance that day, but a man bought it from him. After wearing a fox mask, it seems that he entered Chunmanlou.

Jin Shurong took it for granted that this man was Yin Ciyue, where is Chunmanlou?She must have caught her this time, so she has to sue Luoluo severely.

In fact, the matter ended here quite satisfactorily, but it was a pity that Jin Shurong wanted to know what her competitor was doing here, so that she could produce some evidence and avoid being framed.

The investigation of this matter is actually more convenient for the people in Youyunli to do it.

It's a pity that it was too late for her to realize this, since No.1 called out her name "Miss You Yun", a swarm of girls swarmed over to the restaurant, blocking the door completely.

"Go away!" Jin Shurong turned around and shouted loudly, "One middle-grade spirit stone per person, whoever is within two feet of me will directly deduct it!"

As soon as these words came out, the people around her quickly dispersed like koi after eating fish food, maintaining a vacuum of exactly two feet.As the manager of Chunmanlou, the old bustard naturally occupied a front row seat, and she tried her best to sell: "Miss You Yun, are you here for us Yuqing?"

The name Jin Shurong is not unfamiliar, more specifically, she is familiar with the top ten beauties list, but most of them are not interested, just thinking that Yuqing is ranked second: "Okay, take me Look."

On the way up to the third floor, she didn't directly ask about the business, but insinuated: "It's a pity that I couldn't go down the mountain that day, Chunmanlou is already very lively, right?"

The old bustard smiled, very proud: "It's only natural, it's all for us, Yuqing."

Jin Shurong continued to ask: "Did a lot of monks come to join in the fun that day, I heard that there was also a handsome fellow who broke the hearts of many girls."

The old bustard waved his handkerchief, "Not only that, but many came. One of them was the most handsome. He said he was looking for someone, and even made a fuss with our Yuqing. The other one..."

"Mother Qian, did this young lady come to see me specially?"

Yuqing interrupted in time, she didn't believe that Mama Qian couldn't even hear such a simple cliché, she was just pretending to be stupid for Lingshi's sake, and she saw that she came here with a plan in advance, if it was related to Luoluo, she still deliberately kept it a secret .

Jin Shurong squinted those auspicious eyes, and raised a smile that belonged to a shrewd businessman: "This is Miss Yuqing, who is the second most beautiful woman on the list. It's better to meet her than to be famous."

Yuqing gritted her teeth, she really has no business and no adultery, but anyone who knows the ranking of the beauty list knows that she hates being emphasized as the second, but that was in the past, she raised a smirk: "Miss You Yun is even more beautiful than others. .”

The two looked at each other, and they both knew that there was no smile in their eyes.

The madam realized that she was not in a position to get involved, so she hurried away.

for a moment—

The two were already sitting at the same table talking heart-to-heart, with a look of resentment for seeing each other late, the tea was refilled again and again, and the topic centered around the arrogance of the same person.

"It's really unbelievable that such a person can become the head disciple of Linguyu!"

"It's cold, it doesn't look like a good person to get along with."

"You don't know how deep his city mansion is. If someone is stupid, you will be swallowed to the bone!"

……

At the end of the farewell, Yuqing stood at the door, took out a handkerchief and pretended to wipe away tears, "Miss You Yun must come to Chunmanlou often when she has time, let's continue chatting for two hours."

Jin Shurong showed even more reluctance, holding the hand of the person in front of him sympathetically, "Of course, Miss Yuqing is so understanding."

Then, when they turned around and walked in different directions, the two returned to their expressionless faces at the same time, spitting from the bottom of their hearts: What a thousand-year-old fox, fake!

Yuqing returned to Chunmanlou and rolled her eyes at the bustard, "Mother Qian, don't talk casually about the Qiqiao Festival that day."

She had a hard time fooling people around, this Miss You Yun seemed to have confused something, and she would definitely have a big oolong in the future.But next time when Luoluo comes over, I still remind you to pay attention in advance.

It must be very touching for Yan Luofan to know this thoughtful thought, but he is indeed thanking him in his heart now.

Yuqing is indeed a professional in the field of human heart research. He apologized for doubting the effectiveness of the method. He did countless things before but it didn't work. This time, he just let the laundry have an immediate effect.

It's just that the method of "pretending to be deeply affectionate and being obedient" has yet to be considered. If you are a little careless, you still cannot get rid of the suspicion of deceiving your feelings. You have to make sure that Yin Ciyue is indeed a scum that is easy to get but doesn't know how to cherish.

It's a pity that the probability of the protagonist being a scum is as low as that of him suddenly returning to the original world.

Yan Luofan shook his head, collected paper and pens from the storage bag, and sat at the table to write with peace of mind, as calm as water.

The summer wind is warm and the sun is warm, and the fallen leaves have no roots. It seems that a person who has stepped out of a painting has all the capital to make people fall in love at first sight. If you can't see clearly the characters that can be suspected to be drawing symbols, you will be greatly disappointed.

He wrote for less than a third of an hour, when his hands suddenly itched, and he re-dipped some pen and ink to draw on the paper.

First, I simply sketched the general outline, and then painted it with layers of light ink, and gradually took on a human appearance, especially the dark eyes in the painting, so that familiar people will recognize it after seeing it for a while—— Yin Ciyue.

"Little sister, no, something happened!"

Hearing the sound, Yan Luofan subconsciously blacked out those ecstatic eyes, and looked at the flustered figure in the yard: "Ke'er, what's the matter?"

Ke'er ran all the way over and was out of breath, "Senior Brother Yin's house has someone here, he looks so fierce, he said he wants to make people pay for it with blood, and now he has arrived at the Yanwu Stage."

Yan Luofan was taken aback, "Let's go and have a look."

It took so long for people from the Yin family to come here. He thought that Yin Shilang's death would just pass by so easily, but he didn't expect that Yin Shilang came to the door directly. He didn't need to witness it to guess that it must be a rage, and I'm afraid there is no way to be kind.

The Martial Arts Arena is in chaos, with countless disciples gathered to watch the excitement, Yan Chaoyu, as the commander-in-chief, is maintaining order and calming the crazy Mrs. Yin, but unfortunately the effect is not good.

"It's you, it's all your fault! You killed my son, and you must pay for it!"

This was the first sentence Yan Luofan heard when he arrived. His gaze fell to the very center of the chaos, and he could see that Madam Yin's face, which could have been called charitable, had become particularly ferocious, with tears and snot mixed together, It seems that the mountain is about to cry down.

"Yin Ciyue!"

Madam Yin glared and gnashed her teeth, pointing at the two people on the stage, "You actually colluded with the person who killed your brother!"

"Shut up!" Patriarch Yin seemed much calmer. After all, it was enough to be sad for a son who died for a while, and he didn't want to put his reputation as the only son left on it.

Mrs. Yin couldn't listen at all, and ordered in an extremely sharp voice: "You are not fighting, just kill him like this!"

Yin Ciyue replied without hesitation: "I will not do this, and he is not the murderer who killed my brother."

Other unrelated disciples were discussing in a low voice. Some people concluded that the head disciple was cold-blooded and ruthless because of this incident; some said that Mrs. Yin's excessive aggressiveness was a misunderstanding; Wrong, just take a step back.

Song Qing on the ring stage is not afraid of boiling water when looking at a dead pig. For the first time, he is grateful for performing the defensive circle of the martial arts stage that cannot interfere with the duel for outsiders. The old god is leaning on the wooden pillar on the ground. Stick, "I said this lady, don't talk nonsense, I will tell you the real situation at that time."

Regardless of whether Mrs. Yin can listen to it or not, he has already started to perform with dancing:

"I said 'Your brother is in danger, let's go help', your son said 'I'm not going to go to you', and then I went, and before I went back he was swallowed by the spirit beast The horrific condition of that corpse could make a child cry at night for three days, and I was afraid of scaring the living, so I burned it, what's my fault?"

Mrs. Yin almost didn't come up in one breath: "You, you are so unreasonable!"

Standing at the outermost layer of the crowd, Yan Luofan smiled from the corners of his eyes and brows even with his head down.

Deserve it.

If Yin Shilang is the most annoying character in the plot of the novel, then Mrs. Yin is so hateful.

When Yin Ciyue was still young, it would have been fine for Mrs. Yin to simply treat her coldly, but she deliberately sent out mutually restrained food over and over again, and even conveyed to Yin Ciyue that his mother was restrained to death by himself.

When Yin Ciyue fell into despair in the later period, her villain's ambitions became worse and she was humiliated many times. Unfortunately, the final ending was a very happy death, and she didn't feel the refreshing feeling of revenge at all.

The most important thing is that although there is no clear evidence, it seems that Yin Ciyue's mother was ill and was not treated by a doctor. She seemed to be behind the scenes.

This time it was a severe revenge, and it was hard to lose the most important son.

Ke'er stood aside feeling concerned, "Little sister, are you not in a hurry?"

Yan Luofan was watching the play lively, shook his head upon hearing this, and explained: "The elder should be here soon, nothing serious will happen, and even if something happens, can I still intervene?"

Mrs. Yin was so angry that she trembled all over her body, and her pointing fingers kept trembling, as if she would fall into madness in the next moment, and she was already unconscious: "Yin Ciyue, you did it on purpose, I know, it must be you! You killed Shi Lang!"

Yan Luofan cast his eyes on Yin Ciyue who was on the stage, and sighed a little.

However, he didn't notice Mrs. Yin's sudden sinister eyes.

"I won't make it easier for you!"

Following this roar, Mrs. Yin had rushed over, and placed the cold light blade firmly on his neck.

The incident happened suddenly, no one could respond in time, and there was a riot immediately.

Yin Ciyue and Yan Chaoyu called at the same time: "Luoluo!"

As for Yan Luofan who was suddenly involved in the fight, he couldn't hide his bewilderment: "What does it have to do with me?"

Mrs. Yin ignored him, but yelled at Yin Ciyue on the martial arts stage: "I order you, kill him immediately, and then commit suicide!"

Yan Luofan: "...?" I believe it, you are probably really crazy.

Even based on numbers alone, his meaningless one life is not worth two lives.

He was determined to save himself, "I'm afraid you won't believe me if I tell you, I have a bad relationship with him."

Mrs. Yin's hand holding the knife was strong, leaving a bloodstain on the delicate white neck at that time, "You think I don't know about Lingu Valley? Shi Lang writes to me every day."

Yan Luofan: Damn it, what a sweet boy!

At this moment, Song Qingwang in the arena couldn't keep his composure. Seeing the clenched fist of his good brother on the other side, he was terrified. Then the stepmother will never let your little fiancee go, calm down, you must calm down."

"I see."

Yin Ciyue's voice was colder than ever before, like ice scum in his mouth.

The fact that the little liar was injured made him unacceptable, the porcelain white jade neck was stained with bloodstains due to his mistake, it was dazzling, the red seemed to burn his eyes red.

Madam Yin couldn't help sneering, and raised her head: "Then you can bear to let her die because of you?"

Yin Ciyue's phoenix eyes were dark and she drew out her sword.

Song Qingwang on the opposite side looked terrified.

Mrs. Yin showed a satisfied smile.

The group of people who had been watching the excitement suddenly couldn't live in peace. Seeing the "little junior sister" who was already in crisis, criticizing each other, no one started arguing about who was right.

What is this?Yan Luofan felt the pain in his neck, his original intention was to come to help, but he didn't realize that he didn't even regard it as lively, but also dragged his feet.No matter how much it is, Yin Ciyue is really pleased with him, and even if he is an ordinary person, this situation is still tricky.

Don't say too much, relying on the sky and the earth is not as good as relying on yourself.

At this moment, Patriarch Yin finally couldn't bear this embarrassing situation, and angrily reprimanded: "You give me enough."

It's now--

Yan Luofan's movements were crisp and quick, he snatched the knife with his backhand and then caught it and threw it on his back. The next moment Mrs. Yin was already lying on her back.

His first sentence after resolving the crisis: "This can't be my fault, can it?"

The audience around Lingu Valley fell into silence at the same time, unable to hide their astonishment: Is this still the number one beauty in their hearts?

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