Chapter 220 Jiang Jinshuang, I also have the robe of the top scholar.
bedroom.
Jiang Jinshuang felt a little strange.
She stopped in front of Pei Du's bedroom and just looked at him.
Pei Du still held her hand.
With clear eyebrows and eyes, he took her into the bedroom.
"Mr. Pei," Jiang Jinshuang smiled, "The night is dark and the wind is high. Isn't it too unconventional to lead a delicate woman to your bedroom?"
When Pei Du heard this, he seemed to think seriously and spoke clearly: "I have never brought anyone in."
ah?
Is this the point?
Jiang Jinshuang was stunned and allowed Pei Du to take her into the bedroom.
In the bedroom, sandalwood lingered, Jiang Jinshuang stood in the outdoor room, and Pei Du finally let go of her wrist.
The door closes.
For a moment, the only two of them were left in the huge room.
Release her hand, Pei Du walked straight toward the inner room.
Through the curtain, Jiang Jinshuang was a little impatient: "Mr. Pei, can you tell me now? What happened to you and Lin Qingyan tonight?"
Jiang Jinshuang still felt it was unlikely.
After all, Lin Qingyan is the new top scholar. Even if he is bold and arrogant, he will not be able to openly provoke this powerful minister and chief assistant.
Isn’t this a mortal mortal?
Lin Qingyan doesn't look like a fool either.
Thinking of this, Jiang Jinshuang continued to speak: "That top scholar doesn't look like he has any martial arts attainments. Lord Pei has some martial arts foundation, so it's impossible for him to be able to beat him, right?"
Inside the curtain and in the inner room, there was a rustling sound of clothes rubbing.
It seemed that someone took out some clothes from the closet.
Jiang Jinshuang frowned slightly and patiently ran out: "Pei Du, don't tell me, you plan to go to bed now!?"
"Pei——"
"Du" didn't say it.
When the man lifted the curtain and appeared in front of Jiang Jinshuang again, Jiang Jinshuang widened his eyes and stood there in a daze.
Pei Du took off his original black blue robe.
What you wear now is a big red robe.
Not an ordinary Dahongpao.
Looking at the patterns on the supplementary characters, Jiang Jinshuang recognized them at a glance—
This should be the top scholar robe that Pei Du wore when he was taking the high school entrance examination.
Jiang Jinshuang's pupils shrank slightly, and her eyes were tighter and tighter when she looked at Pei Du.
No, something is not right.
I don’t know how to describe it, but Jiang Jinshuang just felt that something was wrong at this moment.
Pei Du was not wearing the top scholar robe well.
Perhaps because he was drunk, the originally flat red robe was worn crookedly by him, and the side-opened collar was not buttoned, revealing the white and smooth lines inside.
——Pei Du, this guy, didn’t even wear a wardrobe.
He stood in front of her straight.
That good scene is really unconventional.
Jiang Jinshuang swallowed and felt the stiffness of her spine after realizing it.
She didn't know exactly what Pei Du meant, and she didn't understand why he still kept the top scholar robe three years ago.
Just stood there and didn't move.
Until Pei Du raised his foot and walked step by step to her.
Never retreat.
"Jiang Jinshuang."
He looked down at her and called her like that.
His eyes were still shaking, just looking at her, with a hurried urge to prove something.
Hidden deeply.
"Look, I am different from him."
With a sentence without beginning or end, Jiang Jinshuang was confused and didn't understand it.
The man opened his arms and walked around in front of her, as if he wanted her to take a closer look.
"Jiang Jinshuang, I also have the robe of the top scholar."
"Don't look at him." "Look at me."
What should I say?
Jiang Jinshuang has actually always been relatively indifferent in terms of feelings.
When he said that he fell in love with Pei Du, he pursued and didn't even care about his own feelings.
At least she thought at the time that that was the best and most sincere "love" she could give Pei Du.
But at the same time, Jiang Jinshuang is particularly good at understanding other people's emotions and feelings.
It's just that she wants it or not, or whether she wants it or not.
That's it.
Listening to Pei Du's inexplicable words, Jiang Jinshuang blinked and a smile appeared in her eyes.
"Pei Du, are you jealous?"
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She was concise and to the point, just a few short words, like a sharp dagger. She must tear away the layers of his disguise and insincere words, and stabbed into his heart accurately.
Bloody.
As expected, when Pei Du heard this, his eyes swayed a few times, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at Jiang Jinshuang.
"Jealous?"
It's like talking to yourself, or asking.
Jiang Jinshuang nodded and smiled badly: "Because I had never seen you wearing the top scholar robe back then, but now compared to you, I saw Lin Qingyan wearing the top scholar robe first."
It seems like someone is taking the lead.
Jiang Jinshuang smiled openly: "Pei Du, are you jealous of Lin Qingyan?"
for a long time.
The man stretched out his hand, took Jiang Jinshuang's wrist and placed it on the patch on his top scholar's robe.
As her fingertips slide, the man's Adam's apple also rolls up and down a little.
The delicate and soft fingertips slashed across the fabric, and through the layer of fabric, it could not stop the itch on the skin.
Finally, the man's eyes were slightly deeper and his voice was low and hoarse.
"Yes, I'm jealous."
"I am so jealous that I am about to go crazy."
From the first time, in the album delivered to the Hanlin Academy, Pei Du saw Lin Qingyan wearing the top scholar's robe, this idea came to mind.
——He could not wear this red robe and appear in front of Jiang Jinshuang.
His eyebrows and eyes were indeed three points similar to him.
Pei Du doesn't like the three-pointer.
I don’t like the new top scholar who looks like a three-pointer, wearing the top scholar robe.
——She hasn't seen him wearing this dress.
When she left, it snowed heavily in Chang'an City. Later, when he passed the high school entrance examination, he passed the top scorer. When he wore the top scorer's robe on his body, she didn't see it at all.
Not very fair.
Not fair.
Why should she see a fake first, wearing a red robe, appearing in front of her in a dignified manner?
It took away her vision.
That's it.
Since she saw the "fake" wearing a red robe at the birthday party, her eyes never moved away from him.
It's just the top scholar's robe.
It's just three points similar.
He is just the top scorer like him.
This shouldn't be done.
——He clearly has the top scholar robe.
"Jiang Jinshuang," the man took her hand and stroked his soft and smooth robe. "I am different from him."
"He is not me. He wears the top scholar robe, which is much worse than me."
The fingertips that were carried were hooked into the crooked jade belt by him at some point.
The jade belt was not tied tightly, but now it just hooked lightly, and with a "clang", the valuable jade belt fell to the ground.
The robe, which was not originally neat, revealed more whiteness and lines.
Jiang Jinshuang raised her eyebrows slightly, her tone remained unchanged: "So Master Pei, do you want to tell me how the new top scholar beat you tonight?"