Yang Yilin pretended to clear his throat again, coughed, and said, "Why do you say that? yes, then why do you say that? Cough, it's because, hey, hey, because there is a girl in the world who is more beautiful than all the beauties, and she didn't go to the competition!"

"Ouch, Xiaowen, you don't know, I'm really sorry for this girl who didn't go to the competition! You should understand what this means, right? You, if you ask me about this, how do I know, I'll tell you quietly now, because I know the girl who didn't go to the competition! My relationship with this girl is not ordinary!"

When Yang Yilin said this, he stretched his neck towards Zheng Xiaowen, looked at Zheng Xiaowen with his eyes open, and said at the same time: "Huh?"

Zheng Xiaowen said to Yang Yilin's words, she already understood the meaning. Yang Yilin looked at her "humming" look, she didn't hold back, Gege laughed twice and said: "Don't listen to your nonsense! You tell me, a boy, only four lines of poetry, how can he make such a strong woman's taste? Don't think about it, answer quickly!"

Yang Yilin's eyes looked straight at Zheng Xiaowen and said, "Ouch, hey, sigh! You Zheng Nini is still full of poetry and books, why don't you even understand this easiest and simplest question?"

"You Zheng Nini should hurry up to the study now, read it carefully, think about it again, taste the ancient poems again, and take a closer look, be the author of the strongest women's flavor poems and the strongest women's flavor words, see what gender they are?!"

Yang Yilin saw Zheng Xiaowen standing still and looked at him, and said, "Hey, I said Zheng Nini, if you don't want to go to the study to read, it's okay, you Teacher Yang and I, I'll teach you the answer to this question now, listen." ”

Yang Yilin raised his hand and gestured and said: "You Zheng Nini remembered for me, the ancient poets and ancient lyricists wrote the strongest, most beautiful, and most feminine taste, women's taste poems, women's taste words, those are all made by men!"

"Yes, I said Zheng Nini, don't stare at me with your eyes, you don't understand, are you still staring? ”

Yang Yilin didn't look at Zheng Xiaowen's ridiculous demeanor, he just pretended to cough lightly, looked at Zheng Xiaowen, seemed to be thinking seriously, and said: "This is the strongest and most beautiful woman's taste poem, women's taste words, are all made by men?"

When Yang Yilin said this, he patted his forehead, frowned, and asked, "yes, why is this?" He suddenly said as if he suddenly realized, "Ah, hehe, ouch, I know, I know, because yes, it is men who appreciate women!!"

Yang Yilin finished playing, and stretched his neck to look at Zheng Xiaowen again: "Zheng Nini, you should know now!

Although Yang Yilin played so many words for Zheng Xiaowen and played 'hum' in different tones twice, this time, Yang Yilin's last sentence: 'It is men who appreciate women', has touched Zheng Xiaowen's heart!

At this moment, Zheng Xiaowen, not only did she not laugh, but also let her walk out of the poetry realm!

Zheng Xiaowen couldn't help but think to himself: Oh, it's men who appreciate women...... That he Yang Yilin...... He knows how to appreciate women so well, that seven years and one day, that eight years......

Zheng Xiaowen's age difference was knotted, and she was only affected by such a little irrelevant external interference, and her mind entered the chaos so easily, and this chaos came to her heart at once. In an instant, she couldn't stop it even if she wanted to, and a shadow suddenly swept across her face......

Zheng Xiaowen lowered her head, she coughed lightly, and paused again before she said, "Oh, I know this." It's just that I suddenly remembered that when we talked about first love just now, I thought, how many people in this world are married with their first love?

Yang Yilin didn't care, let alone taboo what Zheng Xiaowen said, he said: "How do you think about good things in bad things, those people who are in love, in the end, they don't come together, there must be a variety of reasons, which can be as simple as you imagined." ”

Zheng Xiaowen coldly gave Yang Yilin a sentence: "What is the reason?

Yang Yilin still didn't care about Zheng Xiaowen's words that were a little rushed, he said: "Cough, that's nothing more than the first love of minors, the first love of immature adults, the first love of a single person, the first love that has to be broken up, and so on."

"Here, too, there are those who are inattentive to their lovers, who are half-hearted about their lovers. Especially those stinky women who see things differently, and those bastard men who eat in the bowl and think about the ape in the pot......"

Zheng Xiaowen was anxious when he heard it: "Hey, hey, why are you talking foul language!"

Yang Yilin hurriedly said: "Yo, yo, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I don't usually say foul language, this is to make those inattentive people make me confused, stupid, I don't pay attention to my mouth, don't you mind!" He looked at Zheng Xiaowen with flashing eyes again, "Don't you mind?

Zheng Xiaowen saw that Yang Yilin was so cute, she didn't hold back this time, Gege Gege laughed, looking at her like that, she smiled very happily and happily.

This laughter, this smiling face, this laughing demeanor and posture are the first time Yang Yilin has heard and seen it in half a year.

Yang Yilin stared at Zheng Xiaowen motionlessly, and suddenly, he felt his heart pounding rapidly, he couldn't control his strong feelings for Zheng Xiaowen, he wanted to hug her, he wanted to kiss her, but his reason quickly suppressed the impulse. He thought for a while, didn't say anything, took Zheng Xiaowen's hand and ran to the upper room of the East Garden.

Zheng Xiaowen didn't just have to do what's going on, but she couldn't break free of Yang Yilin's tight hand, she had to run with Yang Yilin, she ran and said, "What are you doing?"

Yang Yilin didn't answer, he went to the small east door to take down the key to the upper room, said hello to Dahei, opened the door of the upper room with one hand, and pulled Zheng Xiaowen into the living room.

In the living room, Yang Yilin let go of Zheng Xiaowen's hand, held Zheng Xiaowen's shoulders and said, "You just stand here, don't move." ”

Zheng Xiaowen looked at Yang Yilin with big eyes and said, "What do you want to do?"

Yang Yilin said emotionally and gently: "Don't do anything, I just want to take a good look at you, come to this house to see you, people outside can't see it, I feel at ease." ”

Zheng Xiaowen said in his heart: If you think so, then, I also want to see you. She said so in her heart, but she was very calm on her face, she didn't say a word, and just looked at Yang Yilin quietly.

Yang Yilin also looked at Zheng Xiaowen quietly......