Chapter 45
The moment he approached the castle, Ran Xia took a deep breath.
She felt like she smelled history, and floating in the air were memories of the Middle Ages that belonged to this country.
Slowly opening her eyes, Ran Xia turned her head to look at Bai She: "I smell history."
Bai She glanced at Ran Xia and felt that the wife's head seemed to be broken. A little helpless, he replied: "That's just the smell of grass juice after the grass has been trimmed."
Ran Xia: ...
Hey, I can't chat.
Accompanying Bai She and walking forward, the moment he stepped into the garden of the ancient castle, what Ran Xia saw was the garden that had been carefully tidied up, full of flowers.
Looking at the flowers, Ran Xia couldn't help squinting and laughing, and said to Bai She; "Look, these flowers seem to know that I'm coming, how beautiful are they blooming?"
Ran Xiayue The more she liked these flowers, the more she felt that this little old castle was all to her liking.
Especially this flower, it just bloomed specially to welcome you!
Bai She followed Ran Xia's eyes and looked at the flowers with a cold expression: "That was prepared by me, and it has nothing to do with flowers."
Ran Xia opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but found herself at a loss for words.
This guy...
what's the matter?
Can we have a good chat?
Hey...
Ran Xia felt that the romantic cells in her stomach were easily suffocated by Bai She's few words.
All dead!
Sighing lightly, Ran Xia resignedly followed Bai She's side and walked inside the castle.
At the entrance of the castle, a man who looked like a housekeeper expressed his welcome to Bai She and Ran Xia in pure F language.
This is a pure foreigner, and his actions seem to be measured by a ruler.
He was wearing a tuxedo with snow-white gloves on his hands. When he noticed Ran Xia's gaze, he politely nodded at Ran Xia.
The housekeeper stretched out his hand and invited Ran Xia and Bai She to enter the door together.
The interior of the castle still maintains the luxurious style of the Middle Ages. Although there are traces of refinement, the overall style is extremely uniform. Occasionally, the luxury of this castle a hundred years ago can be glimpsed from the details.
Ran Xia couldn't help but leaned into Bai She's ear and whispered, "If you put on a Rococo dress for me, then I'll be a princess now."
Bai She had already predicted Ran Xia's reaction, and for her words, It didn't seem surprising, he chuckled lightly and said something to the housekeeper.
The housekeeper responded, and Bai She walked upstairs with Ran Xia.
Ran Xia's eyes couldn't help but light up a little bit.
The staircase is a beautiful winding ladder, covered with a carpet with delicate patterns. When you step on it, you can't make any sound.
Going upstairs slowly, as the butler walked to a huge cloakroom on the second floor, Ran Xia couldn't help but widened her eyes, unable to hold back her exclamation.
This is full of clothes that belong to the medieval style.
Sophisticated, luxurious, and elegant.
Ran Xia stepped forward to touch the soft clothes, couldn't help laughing, and said thanks to the housekeeper in standard F language.
Only then did she look at Bai She with bright eyes: "Husband!"
Bai She gave a soft "um".
Ran Xia couldn't help but leaned in front of Bai She and smiled affectionately: "Thank you, husband!"
These were all specially prepared for her by Bai She, and she liked it very much!
Bai She raised her eyebrows, noncommittal.
He happily found out the style he liked from the pile of clothes. Ran Xia happily ran to the fitting room. In the fitting room, two maids stood on both sides early to get ready to help Ran Xia. Xia tries on clothes together.
It didn't take long for Ran Xia to walk out of the room.
Bai She leaned back on the chair and watched Ran Xia walk out of the room with her skirt lifted. She smiled quietly and looked like a medieval princess.
Nice clothes, nice people.
Ran Xia looked in the mirror and looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes were full of amazement.
The clothes and the castle matched just right. Looking in the mirror, she almost had the illusion that time and space were intertwined.
She turned her head, looked at Bai She, and said firmly: "I have to try all this clothes on!"
Bai She looked at the clothes in the room...
He felt that Ran Xia was delusional.
However, seeing Ran Xia's eagerness to try, he couldn't help raising his hand to stop Ran Xia's actions: "You should go to bed."
Ran Xia's hand was slightly stiff while touching the clothes.
Ran Xia, who was originally happy like a bird, turned her head in disbelief and looked at Bai She: "Oh, my dear husband, what are you talking about! Sleep? I'm going to bed?"
Facing this whole house of clothes, you, Bai She, actually let your dear wife go to bed?
Bai She: ...
Seriously, Bai She felt that if she didn't stop Ran Xia, Ran Xia might have to sleep with these clothes tonight.
This woman can really do such a thing.
Facing her accusing gaze, Bai She looked very ruthless and said only two words: "Art Exhibition."
Compared with the art exhibition, these small skirts that can be worn at any time seem to be a little less attractive.
Some reluctantly touched the small skirt, Ran Xia held up the complicated skirt, and made a standard court ceremony to Bai She: "Yes, husband!"
After speaking, she lifted the skirt happily. Went to her own room.
Although this little skirt is a bit heavy.
And a little bit tight.
But Ran Xia felt that she could wear this little skirt to sleep tonight!
Thinking of this, Ran Xia happily wanted to make a circle.
However, just as he was thinking about it, behind Ran Xia, a voice belonging to Bai She rang coolly: "It's easy to suffocate when you sleep in a skirt."
Ran Xia slowed down silently, turned her head, and spoke deeply with Bai She. look at each other.
Did this husband put a monitor in his head?
Why should he spy on his own mind!
After thinking about it, Ran Xia would rather choose to suffocate in the company of a small skirt than a night without a small skirt.
Anyway, although this husband can have the hardware, the whole person can't.
He couldn't see how he would sleep tonight.
"The suffocated person is bruised all over, with black lips, very ugly." Bai She added coolly behind Ran Xia.
This...
Ran Xia was a little hesitant.
As a wealthy and resentful woman, death is also a beautiful death, and a dignified death.
This method of death sounds rather unpretentious.
But...
Ran Xia turned her head fiercely and waited for Bai She to take a look, but she couldn't see the soft and coquettish appearance when she was calling out to her husband just now.
She knows it! This husband has a monitor in his head!
Ran Xia and Bai She's rooms are on the third and fourth floors of the castle, respectively.
It is not so much a room as a personal activity and reception area. Even if you work in the castle, there is nothing you cannot do.
She waved her hand at Bai She at the entrance of the stairs to say goodbye, and then Ran Xia walked happily to her room with her skirt up.
It can be seen that the room has been specially renovated recently. The whole room has a heavy sense of simplicity and gorgeousness. In the middle of the room is a huge bed, as if a medieval princess once slept on it.
Looking around the whole room, the quaint wall lamps, ornate ceilings, full of luxurious carvings, and those quaint and expensive furnishings.
Ran Xia could hardly remember that poor little plane.
What she loves most now is this cute little room in front of her.
What insomnia? What can't fall asleep leaving a small plane?
nonexistent!
Ran Xia felt that as long as she fell on the princess bed, she could quickly fall asleep.
No wait for two seconds!
A good night's sleep.
Slowly getting up from the bed, I heard the maid calling out "Madam" in broken Chinese.
Ran Xia sat on the bed silently for a while, then yawned and replied, "Come in." After
receiving a response, a maid entered Ran Xia's room with four or five maids.
Ran Xia opened her eyes and enjoyed it for the first time.
Live a life like a little waste.
Sitting on the bed, enjoying her own breakfast and coffee, Ran Xia suddenly realized that this was the life she wanted.
Just sit on the bed and have someone do everything for you.
How could someone not like such a small waste life!
Of course, this idea dissipated a little when the maids tried to help Ran Xia change clothes.
Rejecting those enthusiastic maids, Ran Xia changed her clothes independently before going downstairs.
As soon as he reached the entrance of the stairs, Ran Xia met Bai She, who had obviously been up for a long time.
When Bai She saw Ran Xia, she asked casually, "Did you sleep well?" Ran Xia thought
about the scene where she slept sweetly with her little skirt last night, and nodded: "Very good."
With the waste treatment just now, Ran Xia felt that her life could not be better.
She felt that she had to find a way to bring these maids home!
When she got close to Bai She, Ran Xia put on a sweet and greasy smile on her face: "Husband~"
Bai She didn't expect that he could hear this skilled "husband" voice early in the morning, and frowned. , "Hmm" sounded.
Ran Xia didn't care about Bai She's indifference.
Eagerly, she grabbed Bai She's clothes, and Ran Xia tried to restrain herself: "Husband~ I have something to say, I don't know if I should say it."
Bai She glanced at Ran Xia: "Then don't say it."
Ran Xia After twitching for a while, she continued, "Since you asked me to say it, then I'll say it... eh?"
She paused, recalling what Bai She said just now, and she couldn't believe it.
What does this husband say?
Then don't talk?
Is this what a qualified husband should say?
Isn't it supposed to look at your petite wife dotingly and not say "what you say should be said", then at least say something like "say it if you want to"?
You said, so don't say it?
Wow, how did you get a wife?
This wife must be an immortal descended from the earth, a fairy reincarnated, so she can be so tolerant and generous!
Ran Xia raised her hand and covered the chest of his wife, the reincarnated fairy, and looked at the ruthless husband in front of him with a little chest tightness.
She thought about it and felt that she must have heard it wrong.
This husband can't be so ruthless!
For the sake of the little skirt in that room!
She should give her husband a chance!
After considering the words for a while, Ran Xia looked at Bai She and said, "There are some things that I have to say."
There is basically no way to refuse this wording.
Ran Xia silently praised her wit and looked at Bai She with serious eyes.
Bai She turned his head and saw a sly look in Ran Xia's eyes.
He knew that this wife would not give up until her goal was achieved.
After thinking about it, Bai She still rejected Ran Xia's request: "Don't say it." It
was extremely ruthless.
Ran Xia was silent.
This time, she couldn't lie to herself that she heard it wrong.
She heard it clearly, her husband said "don't say it" to such a wealthy and small resentful woman.
really.
Color decay love relaxation.
This man's love for him is only for one night, his own, a room full of small skirts.
but.
To stop Ran Xia from speaking, this is not enough.
If you don't let me say it, I won't say it?
Wouldn't that be very unrepentant?
The complaining woman is that if the husband doesn't like to listen to it, he just beeps and beeps!
Beep to see that her husband is working hard and doesn't want to go home, but he can successfully achieve his wish!
Ran Xia felt that she was not good enough to be a petite wife.
But being a qualified resentful woman is still within reach.
She opened her mouth, ready to speak.
She had to trick these cute little maids back into the country!
However, in the next second, Bai She quickly raised his hand and covered Ran Xia's mouth.
Ran Xia's lips were printed on Bai She's palm, warm and moist.
She blinked, looking at Bai She's eyes with a bit of disbelief.
Who is this?
Is this still her husband who has been defeated many times?
He also used physical attacks first!
Bai She didn't expect that when he saw that Ran Xia's little mouth was about to open, he couldn't help but reach out and make such a move.
When he noticed the gentle touch of his palm, his fingertips trembled slightly, and his lowered eyes flashed a hint of shock.
But when he raised his head and looked at Ran Xia, he had regained his usual composure.
Covering Ran Xia's lips, Bai She asked quietly, "What else?"
Ran Xia thought.
But she couldn't tell.
She felt like she had lost.
This husband, actually used such a rogue method!
Looking at Bai She with accusatory eyes, Ran Xia felt that this husband was going too far!
Bai She felt guilty for a moment.
He didn't even know why he did this.
His fingers moved slightly on Ran Xia's face, and Ran Xia's face was extremely tender, not much more than tofu.
Ran Xia's eyes widened.
This husband seems to be honest and can run away with a sharp blade at night. Who would have thought that in broad daylight, he would actually eat the tofu of such a poor and miserable little wife!
he!
I even touched my face!
After reading the accusation in Ran Xia's eyes, Bai She's hand was withdrawn from Ran Xia's cheek like an electric shock.
He coughed lightly and explained, "I didn't do it on purpose."
Ran Xia muttered, "That's a long-planned plan!"
Bai She really didn't do it on purpose.
Hearing Ran Xia's words, he almost laughed angrily, and reached out to hold Ran Xia's face.
There was a bit of panic in Ran Xia's eyes, and then the dust that really came was settled.
Ran Xia knew that a man who could leave with a sharp blade in the middle of the night must not have a problem with his charm.
you see!
Exposed now!
He really has a weird habit!
Bai She looked at the emotions in Ran Xia's eyes, sneered, and rubbed and pulled Ran Xia's smooth face with her hands holding Ran Xia's face unceremoniously. It was kneaded into a different shape, and this gave out a bad breath in my heart.
All this happened in less than three or five seconds.
When Bai She put down his hands and returned to his usual indifferent expression, Ran Xia still couldn't come back to his senses.
--Just now?
what happened?
What did this husband in front of me do to me?
He held his own face and didn't kiss his pretty little face! But he did such an outrageous act!
The most extreme thing is that after doing it, he still makes such a gesture that nothing has happened!
Wow!
This guy is too much!
"Don't make trouble, it's time to go to the art exhibition." Bai She said coldly, leaving Ran Xia with a ruthless back.
Stop it?
Ran Xia raised her hand and touched her face that was rubbed by Bai She, feeling a little dazed.
In such a protracted war with Bai She.
For the first time, Ran Xia felt that she had lost.
The kind that loses completely.
Different from the previous public exhibitions, this time the exhibition is more closed and invited.
Most of the people who can receive the invitation are celebrities and celebrities from all over the world with a certain net worth.
Bai She was also among them.
The theme of this exhibition is the Middle Ages, and most of the people participating in the exhibition are wearing medieval-style clothing.
It was the first time that Ran Xia saw Bai She wearing such clothes. If Ran Xia looked like a princess when she was wearing clothes, then Bai She was more like a prince, noble and elegant.
Ran Xia is not very interested in paintings.
After wandering around at random, I stopped in front of a painting.
Bai She glanced at the painting and glanced at Ran Xia: "Do you understand?"
Ran Xia nodded: "Despair."
This was somewhat beyond Bai She's expectations.
His own wife, even has artistic accomplishment?
He couldn't help but praise a few words, but saw that Ran Xia rolled his eyes at him unceremoniously: "I'm talking nonsense, look at the dark and messy picture, you must be right to guess the negative emotions. You idiots are so foolish."
The foolish Bai She: ...
the ability of this blind cat to hit a dead mouse is also a kind of ability.
He couldn't help but bring Ran Xia to another painting and asked, "What about this?"
Ran Xia was a little listless: "A girl's hope."
This is not a panacea that can be pulled out at will. .
When Bai She was about to look at Ran Xia with admiration, she heard Ran Xia say, "I heard that person just now when he was arguing with me."
Bai She's praise was stuck in his throat.
He felt that his plan to educate his wife in artistic cultivation was basically aborted.
but.
That person just spoke the pure F language.
Ran Xia is not interested in those paintings, she enjoys the pleasure of walking around.
Bai She, on the other hand, prefers to stay in front of a painting for a long time and appreciate it slowly.
After walking around for a while, the two separated.
Ran Xia wasn't afraid, so she seemed more comfortable.
With a little decoration on her long hair hanging down, in this Rococo-style painting exhibition, Ran Xia, wearing a blue-green Rococo costume, with the mystery of the East and the preciousness of the West, slowly Wandering around in the exhibition, Ran Xia has become one of the most beautiful scenery in this venue.
Ran Xia had an elegant smile on her face, but she was already regretting separation from Bai She in her heart.
How long has it been since she was approached by four men.
Country F is really not vain, even when she said that she was married, there were several handsome boys who were willing to be her lover to Ran Xia.
Ran Xia was even so shamelessly moved!
It's just a little bit of it!
But thinking about Bai She, Ran Xia silently killed this little sign in the cradle.
She, Ran Xia, is indeed an unyielding wealthy little grudge!
With a slow sigh in her heart, Ran Xia still had a strong smile on her face.
She has to go find her husband.
The flowery world outside is too dangerous.
Ran Xia felt that her little heart was just about to move!
"What a coincidence."
Suddenly, a man appeared in front of Ran Xia.
Ran Xia counted silently and sighed.
——Successful five kills.
Raising her head, Ran Xia put on a fake smirk on her face and looked at the man opposite.
The man in front of him speaks Chinese, and it is always easy to appear kind in a foreign country.
But...
what a coincidence? Is that an acquaintance?
Ran Xia carefully looked at the man in front of her, a little familiar...
Who is this?
What's the matter, one by one?
Those women are hostile to themselves, so it's fine if they don't report their family.
How come he doesn't report his home when he meets a man now?
Who are you, I have a good coincidence with you?
Silently withdrew the fake smile on his face, Ran Xia didn't even bother to open the business.
Zhou Ji looked at the expression on Ran Xia's face, and stiffened a little with a wicked smile.
Looking at Ran Xia's expression, he thought of a terrible possibility.
- Did she not recognize herself?
how is this possible?
Zhou Ji has been in love for so many years, and he has never met a woman who is so unfamiliar when he sees his second side.
"Hello."
Ran Xia twitched the corners of her mouth, even if she was saying hello, she took a step to the right and was about to bypass the man in front of her.
Zhou Ji took a deep breath and was sure at this moment - Ran Xia really didn't remember herself.
His self-confidence, at this moment, was mostly crushed by Ran Xia.
"Remember me?"
Zhou Ji took a step following Ran Xia's actions, took a deep breath, calmed down the restlessness in his heart, and then revealed his usual smile.
His narrow eyes narrowed slightly, smiling like a dangerous fox.
When stared at by his smiling eyes, women are most likely to feel the thrill of danger and ambiguity, and that tachycardia can easily be misunderstood as heartbeat.
This trick, he tried many times.
He stared at Ran Xia, lowered his head, and got closer.
Ran Xia took a step back silently.
Thought it was a little tricky this time.
This guy doesn't look like he's approached.
It looks...
like looking for a rich woman who is the gold master.
Ran Xia felt that he had found the wrong person.
She, Ran Xia, is not the kind of person who needs to pay to find a little wolf dog.
She Ran Xia, leaning on a face, there will be a bunch of little wolf dogs lining up behind!
The wolf dog that costs money!
She would never want it!
"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in this."
Ran Xia thought for a while, and used more euphemistic words, trying not to hurt the heart of the man who seemed to be engaged in an improper occupation in front of him.
Zhou Ji was stunned for a while, not realizing the meaning of Ran Xia's words.
She couldn't help looking into Ran Xia's eyes, and she saw Zhou Ji, who was somewhat sympathetic, in her eyes, and understood Ran Xia's words in that instant.
He, Zhou Ji, approached a woman for the first time, but she was treated as a little wolf dog collecting money!
Recalling the scene when Ran Xia rolled up the car window mercilessly when he first met Ran Xia, Zhou Ji felt a faint pain in his liver.
He even began to wonder, did those girlfriends in his past really love him?
Did they fool themselves when they broke up with their heart-wrenching appearance?
Resisting the anger of being humiliated, Zhou Ji explained word by word, "I'm not that kind of person!"
Ran Xia was stunned.
Not that kind of person?
He doesn't charge?
It's not cheap anymore!
Cheap is not good!
The author has something to say: Zhou Ji: Liver pain.
Ran Xia: I thought your kidneys would hurt a lot in your business?