"Open your mouth. ”

"Ah......h

"Does it still hurt?" The little girl's voice was not as hoarse as it was yesterday, and it was crisp and crisp, and Tang Xiyang guessed that the little person in front of him was estimated to be very good.

"It doesn't hurt anymore. Sure enough, the little man shook his little head, opened his little mouth and approached him a little in front of him, signaling that he could see for himself.

"Okay, wash your face. The big hand pinching her chin let go, and the owner of the big hand also turned around, leaving Rong Xiaoqiu touching his little head and watching the cool figure leave, he didn't seem to have any nostalgia for the two of them sleeping last night......

At lunch, in the school cafeteria, Rong Xiaoqiu nibbled on a chicken leg, turned his little head and asked Yang Yanyan on the side: "Yanyan, why don't we go shopping in the afternoon?"

It seems that she hasn't done a good job shopping in T City for so long.

In addition, she was uncomfortable for the first two days, but she finally got better, and she also wanted to go for a walk.

How......

The girl next to her looked at a certain point in front of her, her little hand was holding the rice without a match, and she didn't hear her words at all.

“…… Yanyan?" Rong Xiaoqiu, who bit the chicken leg, paused, and then quietly touched the girl on the side with his little shoulder.

"Huh?" Yang Yanyan, who was looking at the distance in a daze, seemed to be half a beat slower and said "um", and then turned her head to look at the little man who was eating chicken legs happily.

"What are you thinking?" Rong Xiaoqiu looked at her like she didn't look like she had nothing to do.

“…… No, nothing. Yang Yanyan shook her head, and then asked Rong Xiaoqiu: "What did you just ask me to do?"

"Oh, I asked you if you wanted to go shopping in the afternoon. "It just so happens that they don't have classes in the afternoon.

"No, I've made an appointment, another day, Xiaoqiu. After Yang Yanyan finished speaking, she seemed to think of something again, and her face turned red.

Rong Xiaoqiu, who was looking at the side, felt that something must be wrong with her, and it might be a shocking event, so Miss Rong stopped gnawing on the chicken legs, and poked her little head to take a serious look at Yang Yanyan's face.

The big eyes turned, and then two suspicious looks floated by, and when Rong Xiaoqiu wanted to poke his little head to see the punctuality, Yang Yanyan on the side moved her little butt a little panicked, and moved away from Rong Xiaoqiu.

"Why, why are you looking at me like that?"

"You ......" Rong crooked his cerebellum and looked at her as if puzzled.

"......" Looking at Rong Xiaoqiu's look like a Sherlock detective's possession, Yang Yanyan felt that her breathing was a little uncomfortable, and she quickly lowered her head and took a bite of food, so as to dispel her sight.

"Why are your lips so swollen?" Rong Xiaoqiu was silent for a long time, and finally asked puzzled.

"Poof!" Why did Yang Yanyan squirt out a mouthful of rice directly, her face turned red again, and her eyes were a little bit ...... this time Well, shy?

"Don't say it so loudly. Yang Yanyan hurriedly lowered her head and pulled the sleeve of the villain next to her.

"Why?" asked the little man in a low voice.

"That's, that's it...... Oops, there's nothing, hurry up and eat your chicken legs. Yang Yanyan was for a long time, but she didn't have a reason and finally had to open her eyes and stare at her.

"Oh. Rong Xiaoqiu nodded very obediently, lowered his head and nibbled on the chicken legs, biting it, as if thinking of something again, he turned his little head and asked, "Yanyan, where are you going in the afternoon, can you take me there?"

"No, not really, right?"

Rong Xiaoqiu found that the Yang family's girl's face turned suspiciously red again, and directly hooked up her little bit of inquiry, "Why is it not good?"

"I, I, oops, it was Zuo Yuchen who made an appointment with me!" Yang Yanyan's face was very red at this time.

Rong Xiaoqiu would be too tendonous if she didn't know what was going on, Zuo Yuchen asked her, obviously Miss Yang also agreed, and her face was still so red, so this was a romantic date between the two!

This is not said earlier, Rong Xiaoqiu is happy for her, it's good, she has always felt that these two people are very compatible, so she smiled at Yang Yanyan and said: "Yanyan, congratulations, and I knew you would like him." ”

Look at how accurate her instincts are.

"Thank you, Xiaorong, don't say too much. ”

"I'm very quiet......," Rong Xiaoqiu was innocent.

In fact, Rong Xiaoqiu's voice is really not loud, but Miss Yang feels very subtle when she sits here, and no matter how low her voice is, she feels shy and shy.

"Yanyan, when did you and Senior Zuo start?"

"It was on the mountain, in that honeymoon pavilion, that day that he confessed to me again. Yang Yanyan remembered the scene of that day, when she was standing in the Pavilion Moon Pavilion, looking up at the poems left by the ancients on the wall.

"The clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is dark. As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world.

Tenderness is like water, the best period is like a dream, and you can endure the return of the Magpie Bridge. If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight? ”

It was exactly the verse she was reading, but she just read it silently in her mind, not reading it.

But at the same time, someone in her ear read the poem slowly and leisurely in a nice voice, using only the voice she heard.

After reading Chinese, and then paused, Yang Yanyan heard the man speak again:

“Thincloudsarecreatingworksdelicate;

Fallingstarscarrysorrowsdeep.

Overthevast,vastMilkyWay,

CowherdandWeavingGirlquietlymeet.

Meetinginsuchaclearandsweetautumnnight,

Therendezvousoutshinesmanyaworldlydate.

Tendernessflowsinthesoul’sretreat;

Sweethoursmelttheirheartsaway.

Theshort-livedMagpieBridgeisunbearabletosee,

Foronthemagpie-pavedbridgepartingcomesinhaste.

……”

Yang Yanyan studied English, so she knew very well that the person had translated the ancient poem on the wall into English.

“…… Ah,solongaslovekeeps,

Whatdiffers,missingeachotherdayafterday!

……"