Chapter Nine Falling Flowers, Water Flowing, Hearts and Bright Moon Part 1
Chapter 9 Falling flowers and flowing water, sweet hearts rising above the bright moon
Ever since I learned all kinds of charm techniques, it has never been difficult to seduce a man to be attracted to me. A charming smile, a little sexy gesture, or a few meaningful words can be easily done.
It makes men fascinated and reveals all kinds of ugly things.
Men's lust seems to be a bad nature. Regardless of high or low, regardless of age, as long as they are men, they will have this weakness stemming from their nature. When they become more and more able to grasp it,
The trick is that you don't even have to show your face in the end. Just relying on the three words "Feather Hairpin" is enough to confuse all living beings. Countless men look at themselves covered in veils and compete to show their drunken eyes.
I really don't know what they are 'obsessed' with?
Is it the fame of Yu Bao Hairpin? Is it the supreme vanity after conquering famous women? Or is it just an empty fantasy painted in their own hearts?
After realizing this, I no longer need to show my true face to others, and let the feather hairpin become a myth that is famous far and wide. People are already 'confused' by the myth they have heard before they actually meet them.
Except for a few special cases, in the past three years, there are basically no male creatures that can hold their own in front of themselves and talk and laugh calmly.
Therefore, it should be easy to make a young boy who has not been born for a long time fall in love with you...
However, there is a huge gap between the facts and estimates. I have never discovered before that it is so difficult to capture a man's heart, or should I say... capturing a boy's heart is really not easy.
At the beginning, I really felt that Sun Wu, a young master, did not have any obvious preferences, and it was not easy to do things according to his preferences. Therefore, before starting to act, I even made a list very carefully, listing each item one by one.
We have sorted out dozens of strategies and are ready to implement them one by one.
Probably only five or six strips are enough...
This was what I had expected at first, but in practice, it seems to be different. Every woman knows that to capture a man's heart, she must first capture his stomach, and she is that young master's
The personal maid has the convenience of being close to the water and the terrace, and can legitimately prepare three meals for him every day.
Wanzilou's bridal training course not only teaches people to dress up beautifully, but also to practice strong martial arts. I have known since I was a child that I have been betrothed to a person, and the expected fiancé should be a talented and ambitious person with martial arts skills.
To match a man who is the most powerful man in the world, in addition to being capable enough, he must also be able to surprise him from time to time. Therefore, in addition to his literary and military talents, training in cooking, female celebrities, and housework is also indispensable.
The scope of cooking skills is very wide. There are countless famous chefs in Wanzi Tower. Every once in a while, I will be arranged to take courses. I will ask famous chefs to teach me the skills and learn cooking. Although I don't have many opportunities to practice, I am ingenious and can draw inferences from one example.
, the cooking skills are of a professional level, and people who don’t know about it are often surprised by it. However...
"Xiang Ling, the crispy duck box dish you cooked is still a little underheated. The time of pouring the boiling oil should be earlier and the frequency of pouring should be more. Ah, and the temperature of the oil is very high.
Important, this is my experience, because..."
Despite his slow personality, Sun Wu is not a very picky person. No matter what kind of food it is, as long as it is served in front of him, he will pick it up and eat it without saying a word. He has never been picky about anything. However, Perhaps because he regards Xiang Ling as one of his own, every time Xiang Ling brings food to the table, Sun Wu's expression becomes very serious. He stretches out his chopsticks to pick up the food, first puts it to his nose and smells it, and then puts it into his mouth while it's still hot. Then, he put down his chopsticks, closed his eyes, and chewed slowly until he swallowed it. Then he drank a sip of water to remove the aftertaste and spoke.
For Sun Wu, this is a matter of course. Among the people around him, only Xiangling can cook, and the others are just freeloaders. He has a lot of cooking experience, but can't find anyone who likes him. How about now? It's easy for one to appear, so of course you have to discuss it carefully with her, so every time he dines, Sun Wu is extremely cautious, as if facing a formidable enemy, and uses his status as a food reviewer to give evaluation opinions, hoping that she can make further progress.
Even though both sides have the same talent, Sun Wu has more than a hundred times more experience in holding ladles than Xiang Ling. After rigorous tasting, he immediately found the shortcomings. He thought that although Xiang Ling's dishes were delicious, they were too focused on gorgeous appearance. It was not solid enough and failed to do a good job in some areas that should be dealt with carefully. Xiangling himself is also a good person. As soon as he heard Sun Wu's words, he knew that he was right in the middle of his problem. He took notes with sincerity and fear, vowing to correct the shortcomings and save face next time.
"Uh... something seems wrong. Why is it different from what you imagined?" It's not just a recent imagination. Since the day she first learned to cook as a child, Xiang Ling has already imagined that when she brings exquisite dishes to the table, Your fiancé is shocked by your good craftsmanship and praises him greatly. If you serve him a cup of hot tea that smells delicious, he will be considerate and attentive, and you will surely win his favor in one fell swoop.
However, when it comes to actually putting it to use, it turns out like this. Every time I withdraw with the bowl and plate in panic, I feel as if I have met the most severe teacher and ended a hard-working exam, although it is not that I did not get anything. Appreciation, but the expectation of progress "there is still a lot of room for effort" is far beyond appreciation, and it is far different from the picture of gaining the other person's favor in my imagination.
"Well... you can't really blame me. Who knew that there would be someone who could teach someone like this? He spends more time holding pots and ladles than holding swords. He only practices martial arts to the golden bell, but his cooking skills are master-level. I I learned cooking to surprise him, not to be a full-time housewife... Well, if I had known this, I would have spent more time practicing martial arts." The direction I guessed in advance seems to be a big mistake now. If we really stand in a position of complementarity, spending more time practicing martial arts in the first place will be more useful now. But then again, with this young master's temperament, no matter how high his martial arts training is, I am afraid that he will not be able to do anything to him. It's not very attractive, and he doesn't seem to particularly like women with strong martial arts skills.
In short, this tactic of relying on cooking skills to win favor was a complete failure. I had to find another way to win back the victory by relying on the second tactic prepared on the single table.
The most commendable thing about the women from Wanzilou is the various soft and charming feminine styles, the stunning charm revealed between every frown and smile, which makes people sincerely fascinated. Being drunk, even if it's just a fleeting eye movement or a long hair flying, it releases a moving attraction and becomes a beautiful poem of its own.
There is no unbeautiful woman in the world. As long as you know how to use your charm, no matter what face you use, you can become a beauty in the eyes of others. Xiangling has always believed in this truth, and she has indeed been successful in the past, but this time...
No matter how beautiful the poem is, you still need to meet a poet before you can appreciate it?
The cleverly designed smile did not get any response from the boy; the little intimate gestures, the boy did not realize the meaning of it. After releasing his charm all day long, the boy who did not understand the charm turned a blind eye, but appeared from time to time on Lu Feiyang, "Lu Fei Yang"
With the "outstanding" expression of "fascination" given to Soul Grant, he might have mistakenly thought that he was the target of those eyes. Xiangling couldn't laugh or cry because of this, declaring that the second step of the tactic was a complete failure.
"This young master's personality seems to prefer girls who are gentle and quiet. If you want to target his preferences, you need to use some more delicate techniques to slowly win his favor. You can't do it too hastily.
." Xiang Ling's judgment is 100% correct, so the tactics she adopts are all gentle, considerate and delicate. One by one, she takes care of all the trivial matters in Sun Wu's life, making herself indispensable in his life.
exist.
Therefore, bed-making tactics, face-washing tactics, laundry tactics...the interaction and matching of various different strategies took care of Sun Wu's side meticulously, and indeed produced a certain degree of effect.
Especially the needlework of mending clothes. Although this is not Xiangling's strong point, girls' dexterity is always better than that of men, so every time Xiangling mended Sun Wu's clothes, he would also embroider a delicate flower.
, this made Sun Wu smile happily and thank him repeatedly.
"Xiang Ling, your hands are so skillful. I can't embroider this flower. Do you usually sew your own clothes?"
"That's not the case. This kind of opportunity is rare. If your clothes are torn in Wanzilou, you can just replace them with new ones. There are very few opportunities to mend them. It's only after following you, Master, that I have more opportunities to sew.
Get up, because young master, you often tear your clothes... uh, did I say something wrong?"
Sensing that Sun Wu's expression was wrong, Xiang Ling stopped talking, secretly wondering whether it was her too extravagant life that had given him a bad impression. Just as he was about to make up for it, Sun Wu had already spoken with emotion.
"Wearing new clothes...are you really happy?"
Sun Wu's strange emotion made Xiang Ling a little surprised. It seemed that this little master had never had such an experience. Could it be that the environment at home was not good before and he didn't wear new clothes?
"No, Xiangling, my sister is not good with her hands and has never made clothes for me. Most of my clothes are made by my father. He also taught me how to sew and mend clothes. Hey
, he can also embroider beautiful flowers like you."
"Huh?"
Xiang Ling could hardly believe her ears. That tall, tall horseman, the giant Yang Martial God, who was as heroic as an old lion. In addition to hitting people's heads with his casserole-sized fists, he could also carry an embroidery needle and
It is really incredible to work on sewing stitches and stitches.
But what about Sun Wu’s sister? Didn’t the sister he treated almost like a mother do these things for him?
"Don't even think about it. Sister Feng's biggest contribution to his new clothes was that when this fool was excitedly wearing his new clothes to show off, she spit all over him and even grabbed him and used him as a rag to wipe him."
Seeing through Xiang Ling's question, Xiao Shang suddenly appeared and gave a cruel answer, which also brought back the boy's sad memories, but he still tried hard to defend his sister.
"No, don't say that, it's because my sister was drunk! Moreover, she apologized to me the next morning and even made breakfast for me herself."
"What day did she not get drunk? Also, don't forget that the breakfast that day turned into a fire. In the end, you came to me crying to borrow a fire extinguisher and a crane, and your drunk sister was in the kitchen.
Sister, hang yourself out."
The past is really painful to look back on. So, didn’t Sun Wu have any new clothes in his childhood?
"Yes!"
Answering Xiang Ling with a proud expression, Xiao Shang said: "The few new clothes he has are all made by me. The materials are very good. If they are sold outside, they will be extremely expensive."
"Miss Shang can make clothes?"
This incident shocked Xiang Ling again, but then she thought about it, Xiao Shang's skillful hands can even make airplanes and cannons, so what's the difficulty in making a few new clothes? The only strange thing is that Sun Wu's face turned dark.
It didn't seem to be a good memory, and the look on his face did not escape Xiao Shang's eyes. Lightning struck Sun Wu in the lower abdomen with a twisting octopus punch, causing him to vomit and fall down.
"Why is your face like this? Aren't the clothes I gave you new?"
"New...very new..."
"The material is not good? Isn't it expensive?"
"Expensive...so expensive..."
"The materials are good and expensive, and they are new clothes from exquisite tailors. Others can't even ask for them. Why are you so picky?"
"Because... every time you make clothes, they are either bulletproof vests or lab coats that are resistant to strong acids and alkalis. After you trick me into wearing them, you push me to do experiments instead of leaving me there to be hit by a hundred arrows."
Shooting' means pushing me into a pool of strong acid and alkali... Wuwuwu, I didn't practice my golden bell well at that time, and it hurt to death every time..."
Compared to his sister's vomiting, the new clothes given by Xiao Shang seemed to be more threatening, and it also made Sun Wu understand the truth that "there is no free lunch". Although the numerical values of those experiments were later used for
The development of the Kowloon Divine Fire Shield was of great help, but whenever he remembered the pain of burning his skin and losing his hair at that time, the young man often felt the urge to cry.
Xiang Ling didn't dare to answer after hearing this. Wanzilou is a place of fireworks, and some of the sisters who fell into the trap of fireworks have suffered extremely miserably. However, compared to the torture they have endured since childhood, I'm afraid not many can compare with this young master.
.However, after hearing these past events, Xiangling also had some ideas and began to quietly look for needlework.