Host No. 7749’s Law of Mission Failure

Chapter 147 1 green smoked ink dye (17)

"Pei Jiu, wait..."

Along the way, the servants of the Pei family watched their young marshal pulling a girl and walking quickly.

The girl was wearing a black cheongsam, and her skin looked extremely fair. Her thick black hair was fixed with a hairpin and pulled into a beautiful low bun, falling down on her chest.

She has black hair and white skin, a beautiful and soft appearance, bright red lips, thick curly eyelashes, and a pair of dark eyes as pure as obsidian.

Extremely Beautiful.

Her slender wrist was being grasped by the man, pulling her forward.

The maid held the kettle in her hand and moved lightly to the little sister.

"Who is that?"

The other maid smiled ambiguously, "It is said that she is the wife recognized by the young marshal~"

She had just passed by it seventeen times outside the front hall just to hear the gossip.

Auntie?

She didn't believe it.

She has stayed in the Pei family for eight years, and she has never seen the young commander be so interested in anyone. He has very little physical contact with women and always keeps a safe distance.

"This direction is the direction of the young marshal's yard." The maid carrying the kettle winked, "The young marshal is really in a hurry."

"Can this be said?"

"I can't wait."

"This beauty is supposed to be given to the marshal. The young marshal asked for it."

"I'm dead, don't love me too much."

"That lady is really pretty..."

"The second lady should like this young lady very much." The maid touched her face and sighed, "After all, who doesn't like beautiful people? The second lady and I are the same."

"You are different, you are not the daughter of the Pei family, hahaha..."

After gossiping, they still have to go back to their jobs and continue working.

Seeing that he was walking too hastily, Lu Jian walked at a trot, still panting slightly, "I'm wearing lace-heeled shoes, can you slow down?"

Pei Jiu said nothing and went his own way.

He didn't even remind Lu Jian that there was a step ahead.

So when Lu Jian missed the mark, his mind was still a little blank.

She almost cursed.

Pei Jiu held her arm and prevented her from falling, but...

Lu Jian looked down at his feet.

It hurts a little, maybe sprained.

She glared at Pei Jiu.

Pei Jiu glanced at her lightly, hummed, and looked away from her.

"Are you sick?" Lu Jian clenched his fists and flicked his wrist.

Didn't shake his hand off.

"Whether I'm sick or not is none of your business. Just take care of the old man you're marrying." He said in a sinister tone.

His hands were firmly stuck to her wrists as if they were covered in glue.

Pei Jiu walked a few steps and found that her feet were not walking properly. He paused and seemed to want to speak, but his face looked disgusting and he shut up again.

"..." Lu Jian choked.

She casually said that she might be given away by Souchun-kun to another old man.

But she didn't want to find another old man.

Can you please stop misinterpreting her meaning?

She gritted her teeth and said, "Then why are you angry with me? You drank too much? Why didn't you kill Mr. Early Spring?"

Unexpectedly, after hearing what she said, Pei Jiu was stunned and pointed at himself in disbelief, "You said I was angry with you?"

"Yes." Lu Jian rolled his eyes.

"I don't like you, why should I be angry with you?" He didn't know who he was talking to, and his face turned cold.

"Then let go of me, my foot is sprained." Lu Jian raised the hand he held.

"I let you go and you go back to the old man?" He smiled, but his smile was not very kind.

"Fuck me!" Lu Jian lifted his crippled foot.

Regardless of the pain in his ankle, he still wanted to step on Pei Jiu.

The low-heeled shoes stepped directly on the leather shoes with considerable force. She even heard Pei Jiu groan, as if he was in pain.

"When will I go find an old man?" She couldn't bear it anymore, "And you don't like me, can you let me go?"

"If you don't let go of me, can you walk slower?"

"What are you angry about?"

"Can you still listen to people talk properly?"

Pei Jiu let go of her wrist, pinched her waist with both hands, and lifted her up.

"you--"

Pei Jiu raised his eyebrows and said with a rather mean smile, "Hey, you can't step on my feet, can you?"

"You!" Lu Jian was furious.

The maid next to me: (☆_☆)! !

Flirting!

definitely is!

She covered her mouth and showed her aunt's smile, "Oh, the young commander's iron tree has blossomed."

With an expression that he couldn't bear to look at, Lu Jian shook his legs that couldn't reach the ground, "Put me down and stop stepping on me."

"Ah~" Pei Jiu narrowed his eyes and smiled, "I don't believe it~"

"Yuzhen is not close to here. Doctor, you have traveled thousands of miles just to be a concubine?" He tilted his head and his tone was frivolous.

The sideways glance in his eyes was a bit mocking no matter how he looked at it.

"If you let me go, wouldn't I stop being my aunt?!" She hammered Pei Jiu's arm with her hand.

[Host sister, don’t fight, don’t fight! ] Ning Qi smiled with tears streaming down her face.

If we really let you go, our mission will still not be completed.

"Walk?"

"Oh~"

He seemed to have a sad look on his face, as if he had been abandoned. "I argued hard in front and helped the doctor. Is this how the doctor repays me?"

[…] His face changes so quickly, and this male protagonist is not a good guy.

"?" Lu Jian put his hands on his hips and was lifted in the air by him, "Then what do you want in return?"

Pei Jiu's lips curled up slightly, "Let's talk in the room, you don't want to be heard, right?"

Lu Jian was stunned for a moment, and the expression on his face gradually became cautious.

[The smile is malicious, do you already doubt me? ] She bit her back molars.

She stopped thrashing and let Pei Jiu take her to the room.

During this period, Pei Jiu felt tired, so he carried her on his shoulders.

Lu Jian puffed up his cheeks.

Hard.

It's a hard fist.

She didn't feel too upset. She was feeling dizzy for a while, and before she could get over the congestion in her head, she was placed on the soft couch.

Pei Jiu squatted in front of her, pulled off both of her shoes, and threw them back.

He squinted his eyes lazily and looked at it, "Which foot?"

"...?" Lu Jian didn't pull back, "...left foot."

It's just a little red, not particularly...

"Ow—"

Her ankle was pinched hard, and the man laughed slowly, "Oh~ it hurts~"

"Deserved it."

Having said that, he stood up and raised his fingers to the maid who was eavesdropping at the door, "Bring some ice cubes."

It's not serious, just apply ice and apply some medicine.

Then now...

He narrowed his peach blossom eyes and raised his eyebrows at Lu Jian.

"Now, let's talk about compensation."

Pei Jiu rested his chin on one hand and seemed to be thinking seriously, looking at Lu Jian with a slight frown on his brows.

She put her hands behind her back and watched Pei Jiu leaning towards her, their noses almost touching.

Facing those dark peach blossom eyes, she swallowed cautiously, seeming a little nervous.

"Hmm... thought of it."

He tilted his head, his eyes curved, and his rose lips curled up, "Sleep together?"