"Bing'er, is that all?" Bai Xiangling handed Bai Xiangbing a bowl filled with a painted cream: "What else do you need to do?"
"What are these black ointments used for?" Dongfang Yaomeng asked curiously: "It looks so strange?"
Bai Xiangbing took the bowl and smiled and said, "Oh, I want to know, I'll know later."
Dongfang Yaomeng grimaced at Bai Xiangbing: "Pretending mysterious, Humph, I don't believe you will come up with any tricks. Are you going to cheat people?"
"Haha, I'll know later," Bai Xiangbing led a maid who had learned to draw to the room and handed a brush to her: "You can do it as I ask later."
"Yes." The maid answered in a low voice.
Gulu, Gulu...
Dongfang Yaomeng drank the whole glass of water in one breath, looked at the wooden door that had been closed for a long time but had no response, held her chin with her little hand and pouted, complaining, "Why haven't come out for so long? What are you doing
Ah, if you didn’t let me in, you would have to break in and see what happened.”
Bai Xiangling smiled gently and said, "It's okay, I can sense that everything is safe."
"I really envy Sister Ling. I can telepathize with dead shemale men. I can know anything at the first time." Dongfang Yaomeng said: "Even if one person is at the end of the sea and the other is at the top of the mountain, we can feel each other,
No matter when, you can feel that the two of you are by your side.”
"Actually, I also envy you and Qianluo, who can get along with Bing'er as a lover." Bai Xiangling said.
"Who, who is getting along with the dead shemale as a lover," Dongfang Yaomeng lowered her head and said in a slight voice like a mosquito: "I like him, but I don't know if he likes me or not. I am a woman
How can you speak out on your own initiative?”
"By the way, Sister Ling, why do you envy Sister Qianluo and me?" Dongfang Yaomeng's little hand gestured a few times: "In terms of appearance, you are not the same as Sister Qianluo. In terms of breasts, you are not even a comparison.
My little one, in terms of figure, is you the most mature of the three."
"Ah, no, nothing," Bai Xiangling said with a red face: "It's just that I envy you for not having any blood relationship with Bing'er."
"Whatever, I didn't hear it clearly." Dongfang Yaomeng smiled and approached Bai Xiangling's side, and grabbed Bai Xiangling's chest with a little hand: "It's really not small." She ignored Bai Xiangling's embarrassed look and said:
"It's soft and big, it feels so good."
"Xiaomeng~Don't touch it~"
Dongfang Yaomeng teased and said, "Tsk tsk, whoever marrys Sister Ling in the future will be truly blessed."
"Stupid girl, if you come, let's see how Sister Ling teaches you a lesson today!" Bai Xiangling said in anger.
Dongfang Yaomeng jumped up and ran out in a flash.
bump--
"It hurts so much~" Dongfang Yaomeng accidentally bumped into a tree and touched her forehead and said, "It's been long~"
"Yanfu... is it boundless..." Bai Xiangling felt a numbness on her chest, and she tidied up her somewhat messy skirt and sat down again.
Bai Xiangbing sensed what was happening outside, smiled, and sighed, but she didn't know if it was for Bai Xiangling or for herself.
In this ancient Chinese world, women's marriage power is also very similar. Women must not not marry, unless they live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, away from the secular world, or spend their entire lives with no fixed place for homes, so the government cannot find them.
To you.
But how many women can tolerate it? This is also the reason why there were almost no leftover women in ancient times.
It’s okay to say that sisters and brothers are in the twenty-first century on Earth. Even if they are like Bai Xiangling, who are cruel to marry their younger brother, they will never get married at worst, but it is impossible in ancient times.
Speaking of which, Bai Xiangling used to be just an ordinary brother-in-law, and she would not say she would reject other people's pursuits. She just likes someone younger than her, otherwise she would not have had a broken relationship with Gongsun Qingye.
Since Bai Xiangling's first love was broken by Gongsun Qingye and Chu Yue, Bai Xiangbing desperately rescued her, she has become a daughter-in-law.
I wish I could marry Bai Xiangbing.
I hope it will not affect my sister's future life. Bai Xiangbing thought, and when she remembered Gongsun Qingye and Chu Yue's appearance, she couldn't help but feel angry.
Gongsun Qingye! Chu Yue! That thing! It’s not over!
Dare to deceive my sister! Dare to bully my sister! I will kill you!
Didn’t you show your love in front of my sister? I’ll let you show off slowly in front of the King of Hell!
"Sister Ling?" Dongfang Yaomeng slowly stretched out half of her head from behind the pillar, looking sneaky, like an ignorant little girl who did something wrong and secretly admitted her mistake.
“Ah~”
"Haha, girl, you have today too!" Bai Xiangling's slender hand grabbed Dongfang Yaomeng's buttocks hard; "This is what it means to take revenge."
"Ah~Don't touch your butt~Don't~"
Bai Xiangbing in the room swallowed suddenly and started to shamelessly: "This call is a crime."
The maid who helped him apply medicine put down the medicine bowl and brush and stepped aside: "Young master, it's done."
Bai Xiangbing looked at herself in the bronze mirror, curled her mouth with a satisfactory curve, turned around and said to the maid, "Thank you."
"No, this is nothing, it's just Xiao Cui's duty..." Because the first time a person who was served by him said thank you in a thankful tone, he was a little brave and stuttered.
Bai Xiangbing closed her blue eyes and made a telepathic way to get in touch with Bai Xiangling: "Sister, go to the room next to me first, change the white clothes on the bed, and walk out together later, you
You'll understand."
"Yes" Bai Xiangling's obedient voice rang in Bai Xiangbing's heart.
"Be careful next time I will be like this, sister won't let you go." Bai Xiangling put Dongfang Yaomeng, who had become soft, on the chair and scraped her little nose.
"Woo... don't touch... butt..." Dongfang Yaomeng said softly with a blushing face.
Bai Xiangling pushed open the door of the room next to Bai Xiangbing and picked up the white neutral clothes on the bed: "This kind of clothes should be worn by both men and women."
"Have you dressed?" Bai Xiangbing asked.
"Yes." Bai Xiangling said.
"Prepare to go out." Bai Xiangbing said: "I'll act in harmony with me later."
"Um."
"Sister Ling has also entered the room?" Dongfang Yaomeng covered her butt, and the blushing on her face became lighter: "It's true, have you never heard of the tiger's butt that can't be touched? Even a half-demon can't be touched.
Ah~”
"Crazy--"
"It's out," Dongfang Yaomeng looked at the two people in front of her, and was immediately surprised. The shame on her face turned into shock for a moment: "This, this..."
"B--" The two of them shook the bangs on their foreheads at the same time: "Medical Medicine Chek!"
Bai Xiangling's voice sounded in Bai Xiangbing's heart: "It's a little embarrassed~"
"There are no outsiders here, what are you afraid of?" Bai Xiangbing also said to Bai Xiangling in telepathy.
"Well, sister will play with you." Bai Xiangling responded.
I saw the two people in front of me, the same clothes, the same hairstyle, the same movement, the same height, and the same hair color were exactly the same black.
The two people in front of me sang and danced at the same time: "The moonlight is unrestrained by the dyed window, dust and smoke, magical vision, and another cup of the ancient mysterious Ganges water. The cat's eyes inlaid on my forehead opened the celebration, imprisoning thousands of love
The joints of the year are telling the forgotten love, listening to all the joys and sorrows tied around my waist, allowing those pictures to appear and return to the past."
"Rotate, jump, I closed my eyes, I couldn't see the hustle and bustle. Are you intoxicated? Snow, summer night, I keep resting, blurring the ages, and the hourglass of time is trampled by me."
The singing falls, the dancing stops.
Dongfang Yaomeng rubbed her eyes and said uncertainly: "Am I dreaming?" After saying that, Dongfang Yaomeng pinched herself: "It hurts~"
Looking at the two people in front of him, he stammered: "It's not just dreaming that it's two... two two two two... two sisters Ling?!"
"Oh, is that?" One man gently raised Dongfang Yaomeng's chin and smiled, "Are you sure they are two?"