[Chailing] I want to fall in love, but my partner always pretends not to understand!

Ling + who remembers the overall situation remembers the chase in the second half, but neither of them dare to speak publicly.

Now it's the story of Lan Sizhui's pursuit of the Mijin Jinling Bell...

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"Accept, accept you ghost! I want to give my own bell to whomever I want to give it to."

"If you keep shouting, you don't even think about it."

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Is it uncomfortable to wear clothes that don't fit well?

The cloth is silky, with a touch of cold sandalwood, and it fits the texture of the chest and back, rubbing gently.One size bigger is always a bit uncomfortable, especially the bust and waist are really wider. It is loose and comfortable when worn alone. It is only when the girdle is tied that you will find the folds made by the piled fabric. No matter how soft it is, it is still Some are squeezed to the soft flesh of the waist, and they will itch when they turn around.

Jin Ling has been raised as a delicate person since he was a child, and the materials and tailoring of his clothes are of the highest quality, and he has never had the experience of such unfit clothes.

Ever since he left the inn, he has been using his fingertips to fiddle with the belt at the back of his waist, trying to loosen it a bit so that the tightened fabric can come off the skin.

"What did I eat so much just now? I'm fine now, I have to strangle myself with my belt." Angrily, Jin Ling lowered his head and kicked away the stones under his feet, turned his right palm back to fumble for the buckle, pulled it down a little, and muttered in his mouth. mumble.

He really didn't expect that today's lunch was actually a bit more than usual, and now his lower abdomen is slightly distended, tightly strangled by the belt he always tightens when he wakes up in the morning, and he can't even breathe smoothly.This belt also annoyed him impatiently, Jin Ling increased the strength of pulling on the loose buckle while no one saw it.

Why can't this damn waist rope be loosened?

Suddenly a hand pressed down on the lower back, Jin Ling was so shocked that he subconsciously shrank his upper body, and hurriedly staggered to the right.There was a pain in his waist, and he looked down and saw that his belt was tightly clenched by the upper hand on his back.

"What are you doing?" Standing in the downtown area, Jin Ling couldn't speak angrily, so he had to lower his voice.

He frowned slightly, it was a coincidence that Lan Sizhui's right hand hit the hollow on the side of the spine, it was the most unbearable for him.

I don't even dare to touch it on weekdays.The back waist is smooth and flat, but there are two rounded indentations at the end, which are itchy when touched, which is quite strange.

Now being rubbed by someone unintentionally but with some force, although it took a moment, it was enough to make him numb all over.A strange feeling crawled through the spine from the depression, all the way up, Jin Ling bit the center of his lower lip uncomfortably, his voice was a little stiff: "Why are you grabbing my belt?"

"...it's gone." Lan Sizhui held back the three words for a long time, Xu also felt that his actions were too inappropriate, his face also showed embarrassment, and he hesitated in his words: "Mr. Jin, your waist seal up……"

Jin Ling reached back with his right hand, and as expected, he pulled all the buttons around his waist off.If it wasn't for Lan Sizhui's pull, I'm afraid he would have rolled to the ground by now.

"...cough, thank you." He coughed lightly, but his heart was filled with waves.

How many times?Why does he always make mistakes in front of that person Lan Yuan today? This matter is big or small, but it really makes him extremely embarrassed.Jin Ling thought to himself, the rope buckle is really bad luck, and it is useless to let it look good.Next time I come out with Lan Yuan, I won't wear this dress again.

Pretending not to care much, he pursed his lips, but his subordinates quickly tied the loose waist rope.Jin Ling's heart skipped a beat, fearing that something would go wrong and the people in front of him would notice.

"Don't tie the belt too tightly after dinner." Lan Sizhui slapped the rope buckle close to his waist after seeing him a few times, binding the inner layers of fabric, pinching the waist so tightly that it seemed to be barely enough. With the length of the palm, he couldn't help reminding him: "It will hurt the spleen and stomach."

The piping of the girdle straightly supported the somewhat thin back, with a bee waist and a slashed back, which was exceptionally flexible.

Jin Ling had already loosened the buckle a little earlier, and now that he was no longer flustered, he wanted to deal with it perfunctorily: "I got it, I got it."

Hearing Lan Sizhui preaching in his ear, he couldn't help but think of a figure in purple.

"How can you be more nagging than my uncle?"

What he hates most now is Lan Sizhui looking at him with a concerned look, with a serious face, as if something is about to rub his heart tightly.

Startled by the excitement, Jin Ling turned his head and walked away, not daring to look at him again.

Turning around is a few steps in a hurry, walking into the surrounding market.

Flustered as if Jiang Cheng was really chasing after him and trying to break his leg, he shook his arms without looking back, and called out loudly.

"Lan Yuan, hurry up, let's go!"

Lan Sizhui shook his head, so he followed him into the world.

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Not long after walking all the way, Jin Ling was dazzled by the little tricks at the stall that he had never seen before.The five colors are harmonized, four threads are wound, and they are filled on all kinds of bottles and cans, which is very novel.

Since it's different from Lanling's, let's buy another one of each and replace it with the cinnabar box.

Just as he was about to step forward to make a careful selection, he saw the snow-like white clothes beside him stopped at his feet.Jin Ling was startled, he was actually infected by this complicated long street, and forgot that the man followed him with a good step.

Unavoidably, some embarrassment welled up in my heart, and my words softened three points: "I'm just wandering around, Lan Yuan, you are free to accompany me."

"Aren't you bored?" There was anger in the words that he himself was not aware of.

Lan Sizhui saw that he was picking all the way, and the things he stopped at were all children's things, those beautifully woven lamps, thick and colorful masks, exquisite trick boxes... He seemed very interested, and didn't want to disturb him, just followed along the way, This rare leisure is not boring.

There are some years that are quiet and good.

He let out a "hmm", stopped behind Jin Ling, and said, "No, it's a pleasure to be with you."

"........."

Lan Yuan is becoming more and more terrifying now.

Jin Ling couldn't hear his blunt words, so his heart frowned, and his face was a little hot, so he had to turn around and choose the things on the pavement to cover up his frantic heartbeat at the moment.

How had he communicated with this man in the past?He doesn't remember that Lan Yuan used to be like this....

How can he answer this kind of words?

Picking it up, I can't seem to notice the delicately carved wooden animals on the pavement and the small boxes filled with filigree.

Holding a pendant with a mechanism in his hand, he grinded for a long time, thinking about it, the stall owner lost his patience: "What do you want, young man? Tell me directly."

Jin Ling looked at the things he had unconsciously picked out, but was embarrassed to put them back.He raised his finger and pointed to the small pile in front of him, and took out the money bag with his right hand: "here, please pack these up for me."

As if he looked like a rich and powerful family who was not short of money, the owner of the shop was of course happy.He packed five or six things tightly, put them into a blue bag, and happily made a lot of money.

Lan Sizhui followed behind, but he could see clearly.The roots of Jin Ling's ears, which were hidden in the bangs of his forehead hair, were flushed, and the fingertips of his left hand were curled tightly against the fabric of his back waist.

When he is nervous, he will be brave.

At times like this, it always looks like this.

Before he could persuade him, Jin Ling had already seen Jin Ling turn around and leave with a bag as big as his own head.

The West Street is too long, and it's time for a rally, which is very lively.In addition to restaurants and restaurants with stores, the street is also full of vendors and vendors pulling carts and carrying poles.

There were children playing in twos and threes all the way, chasing after the sugar stand, and disappearing among the crowd.

Perhaps the embarrassment in his heart hadn't dissipated just now, Jin Ling even forgot the purpose of the Qiankun bag, and rushed to the front carrying the heavy bag in a daze.

Those exquisitely crafted iron boxes and porcelain jars are a bit heavy, not to mention that the shells wrapped in layers to prevent falling are very thick.It was really difficult for Jin Ling to carry things and avoid pedestrians by himself. The green cloth bag was pulled back by people, and his body was as slender as a banner in the wind.

"Young Master Jin," Lan Sizhui thought, and wanted to reach out to pick up the heavy object for him. "Let me carry it, you go to see other things."

Jin Ling was still engrossed in embarrassment, but now that he heard Lan Sizhui mentioning it, his hand also touched the warm fingertips, and he subconsciously relaxed as if he had been burned, and the bag fell into the man's hand just like that. .

Zhilan Sizhui distributed the heavy things for him, making it easier for him to walk in the crowd.But the warmth in my heart was mixed with other feelings, rushing to my throat: "Don't treat me like a child."

The more he took care of him, the more awkward Jin Ling felt, and he stretched out his hand to snatch the things back.

"I can handle such a little thing by myself." He grabbed the corner of the cloth bag with his hand, and seeing that the man still didn't want to let go, he added: "In the past, the disciples of my uncle's family broke their legs, and I carried them on my back." .”

"..."

Every time you try your best, you have to ignore others.Every time I ignore someone and try to help him, I have to be brave again.

Lan Sizhui sighed softly, took out a pouch with cloud patterns from his bosom, and put all the heavy objects that took up space in it, leaving only the small organ pendant that he had looked at for a long time, "That Mr. Jin Let's share this." But with earnest words, he put the things into Jin Ling's hands seriously.

I don't know what material the pendant is made of, it looks like a hollow glass, but it's extremely light.The whole body is transparent with a piece of snow color, like wings frozen in ice.

It is cool to hold in the palm, but after a long time, it gradually becomes warm, and it is so smooth that it sticks to the skin.

Why was he staring at this gadget in a daze just now?

Jin Ling asked himself silently in his heart, maybe he felt too much like a person.

The air is full of sweet fragrance, filled with seductive travelers' nostrils and gluttons in stomach.

There are small shops selling plum cakes on the street.

It's been a long time since Jin Ling touched such sweet and soft things.

It's just something kids like.Even though she was thinking so, her eyes couldn't stop glancing at the snow-colored, soft cake with plum blossoms on it.

His eyes were erratic, but the three characters "Plum Blossom Cake" were almost written on his face.

He saw Lan Yuan stepping up to buy a stack of sweet cakes.

He heard Lan SiZhui say to him with a smile: "If you don't buy it, Mr. Jin's eyes will grow on it."

Well, Lan Yuan, now you are imitating Lan Jingyi and saying some jokes, and you want to make fun of yourself.

Jin Ling was choked up by the piece of sweet cake, as if he had already been choked up by the soft sweetness before he even started talking.Seeing the person in front of him buy things for him with a serious face, but now he said these words, it was so difficult for him to argue with him like others.

"Brother hugs, my daughter wants to eat plum cake."

Looking back, there is a little doll in a bun who is kicking his feet, and softly pawing a boy in Tsing Yi, yelling for him to hold himself higher, so that he can see the mother-in-law in the shop making the sugar cake.

The boy lifted the pouting and coquettish girl, let her sit on his right arm, and touched her furry head with one hand, "Be good, my mother-in-law will make the cake you want in a while."

His voice was clear, but in order to comfort the baby girl in his arms, he had to lower his voice, and his tone and words softened: "Isn't it okay for brother to hold you? Twisting so hard that you might fall." After saying that, He also relaxed his arm slightly, as if to scare her, but the doll hugged his right arm tightly as if he had known about it a long time ago, smiling slyly.

Only the sweet cake that Jin Ling handed to him with Lan Sizuo as if he was frozen was left standing upright.

He suddenly remembered what happened last night, and he seemed to be so... entangled... Lan Yuan, who was so drunk.

What did he call him?

"Young Master Jin?" Lan SiZhui couldn't help asking him when he saw that his hand holding the cake stopped.

What did he yell...

Jin Ling suddenly remembered that last night's self not only shamelessly called Si Zhui brother, but also pushed his nose and face, asking for kisses and hugs.

The corner of the sweet cake in the palm of my hand was flattened.He glanced sideways at Lan Sizhui secretly, and saw that there was no difference in his expression, but a faint resentment rose in his heart.

Is he the only one who cares?

The Lan family is really well-mannered!

Jin Ling swallowed the shapeless thing that had been trampled by him into his mouth in one gulp, not wanting to say a word.

"Are you the fairy king of the Lanling Jin Sect?" The girl who sold the flower cakes was delighted when she heard him being called Mr. Jin, "I always heard that people from the Lanling Jin Sect looked so handsome, my lord. It really is as bright as the moon in the sky."

Unexpectedly, the women in this land were so extroverted and enthusiastic, and they immediately praised them. Jin Ling swallowed the soft cake in a hurry, and felt a little embarrassed by the words, covered his lips, and said in a vague voice, "Girl, thank you."

He really didn't know how to talk to women, his ears were burning with anxiety, and he spoke very stiffly, without the slightest bit of aura that he usually had.

"Because you have very bright eyes." The girl put her hands on the table and said with a smile, "The incense you burn is so special. The warm incense is still refreshing, and it smells much better than the ones in our shop."

Incense?

He only got the sachet of Jinxing Xuelang today, nothing else...

Jin Ling lowered his head to look, and suddenly felt a cold silky texture on his neck. He raised his hand to touch it, and it was the edge of a circle of neatly arranged stitches, and he could vaguely feel some patterns.

The material is really silky and light, not as dense as his Jinlintai brocade.He froze for a moment and didn't come back to his senses, what kind of underwear is this?

Unexpectedly, he was wearing Lan Yuan's inner shirt today, but he didn't notice it after wandering around for a long time.

I thought that the lingering cold sandalwood fragrance was coming from the person beside him, but I didn't expect it to be the incense attached to the clothes, which had been wrapped up by him for so long, clinging to the skin and melting into one piece.

The clear breath carried the sweet and soft fragrance of the flowers in the sachet, which made Jin Ling's skin feel hot.

But what if I borrowed him a piece of clothing to wear!He curled up his palms, as if the collar had strangled his neck, and gently pulled back.

Seeing Jin Ling's appearance, the girl felt that this young man was extremely thin-skinned, and couldn't help being praised by others, the way his lips were pursed tightly even revealed the dimples on his cheeks.She smiled and didn't say anything, just picked up two pieces of flower cakes and gave them to him.

"My little girl sees that the young master is happy, and I will give you this flower cake."

The freshly baked flower cakes were hot and a bit hot to the touch, and when they were put into the palm of the hand through the layer of oil paper, the warmth exuded the fragrance of flowers and sweetness.

Subconsciously, Jin Ling turned to look at Lan Sizhui.

He remembered that in Caiyi Town, Gusu, Lan Jingyi pointed to the shortbread shop by the roadside and sneaked into his ear with a mysterious face: "Let me tell you, don't look at Lan Sizhui now. That way, when we Hanguang-jun went out when we were young, he would always go to eat the flower cakes from that shop."

At that time, he was really noncommittal about it, but he didn't want to remember it for so long.

He likes to eat this.

Jin Ling raised his eyes to look in Lan Sizhui's direction, not expecting that person to be looking in this direction.Now that their eyes meet, Lan Sizhui actually looks away with a twinkle, as if he was caught doing something bad, with a panicked look on his face.Instead, Jin Ling was taken aback for a moment, why did Lan Yuan keep staring at this side?

He looked behind him, and there was only the young girl selling pastries.

"..."

The hands that were hanging down on weekdays were unnaturally embracing, fingertips twiddling the robe, and the snow-colored and drooping material of the Lan family's school uniform was crumpled forcibly by him.

"Lan Yuan?" Originally, Jin Ling wanted to call him to have a taste, but now that he saw this situation, he had some complicated emotions for no reason.He had no choice but to straighten out his uncomfortable feeling, thank the girl, walked up to Lan Sizhui a few steps, and urged him loudly.

"Will you go, how long do you want to stand here?"

He always felt that Lan Sizhui wanted to say something to him just now, but now he didn't dare to ask, he just grabbed his sleeve, pulled it away and left.

"Are you stupid?" After striding for a long time, seeing the man still following behind him without saying a word, Jin Ling felt aggrieved, flustered and confused, and at a loss for what to do.He smashed the two pieces of flower cakes into Lan Sizhui's hands heavily, and said in a fierce tone, "That girl gave it to you, you take it, do you want it or not."

"..."

"That girl is very nice."

Jin Ling waited for Lan Sizhui to hesitate for a long time, but the first sentence he uttered was actually like this, and he really felt bored.

Sure enough, he was just staring at her.

The fire started from the heart and burned all the way up, and the words she said became more and more unrestrained: "Yes, she is ingenious, and she is also beautiful. You see, she just stands there and people look at her."

"You think she's pretty good too, don't you?" Lan Sizhui's voice sounded a little dry.

Jin Ling's five senses had been blocked by that inexplicable feeling for a long time, and he couldn't hear what he said clearly. He just wanted to vent his emotions quickly.

"Yeah, it sounds like I've read books and praised me for being on the moon."

It's just that her mouth is a little sweet. What's so good about this kind of woman who praises everyone when she sees her? It's worth you to keep staring at her.

"........."

"Jin Gongzi" blocked his throat as if all the words were sweet like cakes. Lan Sizhui pressed the kraft paper bag hard with his right hand, digging his fingertips into the hemp rope.

"It's as bright as the moon in the sky, the next sentence..." He said awkwardly: "The next sentence is... Follow others as if you have feelings."

"A woman like that is too... frivolous, really... not the best choice."

"........."

"You know you're not elected, but why are you staring at her for so long?"

"Will she be able to fly, or is it a peacock?"

"........."

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When Lan Sizhui saw the pair of brothers and sisters, he actually thought in his mind, "Brother SiZhui hugs, Ah Ling also wants to eat cakes."

He was forcibly calming down, so there was no change in expression on his face Miss Jin, why can't you read minds?