Chapter 7 There is a sound outside the strings and plays the piano

Cheng Ruitai smiled as he spoke, and a soft light appeared in his eyes, looking deeply at Gong Mengshu.

"I ...... I'm going to pack some things, young master, I'm afraid I won't have time to accompany you. Gong Mengshu was unexpectedly asked by Cheng Ruitai, and hurriedly replied after being slightly flustered. She grew up in Cheng's Mansion since she was a child, and she treats the eldest young master Cheng Ruitai the same as the second young master Cheng Ruikai, like an elder brother. However, at this time, Cheng Ruitai's attitude towards her seemed to suddenly become a little subtle, so she saw that he was also evading.

"Pack up your things, why are you going, are you going to leave here?" Hearing Gong Mengshu say this suddenly, Cheng Ruitaijun's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly asked.

"Oh, I don't have classes in the school tomorrow, I want to go home and see my parents, and I'll be back the day after tomorrow. Aware of Cheng Ruitai's blazing gaze, Gong Mengshu subconsciously lowered his head, not daring to look at him.

Cheng Ruitai was taller than Gong Mengshu, and from his point of view, he saw Gong Mengshu hanging his head down, and a large thin white and soft neck was exposed in his neckline, which suddenly reminded him of the elegant white swan resting with a curved neck in the pond, and he couldn't help but be a little dizzy.

"Oh, I forgot you have a home to go back to, so go ahead. Cheng Ruitai quickly came back and smiled.

Gong Mengshu raised her eyes and smiled, her eyebrows were clear, but when she smiled, her eyes were bent into two teeth, which was very pleasing.

"Thank you, young master," Gong Mengshu bowed slightly to Cheng Ruitai, and was about to walk away, but was stopped by Cheng Ruitai again: "Mengshu, well, here you go, put it in a vase to raise, and it can bloom for a few days-" He handed over the spring flower branch that he had broken off just now, the small yellow flowers bloomed innocently and dazzlingly, and there was crystal rain and dew on it, round, toot, rolling off the petals with the shaking, and inadvertently stained with the water of his hand.

Gong Mengshu was stunned for a moment, and then slowly took it, but her face turned red, she lowered her head and whispered, "Thank you, young master," and ran away quickly with the flower branch. Cheng Ruitai stared at her slender back like a willow bud, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. As everyone knows, his actions were seen by a person behind the flowers, and the man waited for Gong Mengshu's figure to run away, and then he tiptoed close to Cheng Ruitai, and suddenly smiled: "Xianggong, it turns out that you are here!"

Cheng Ruitai was slightly taken aback, turned his head and blushed a little, and his tone was sneering, "Xuexian-" He didn't know if his behavior was taken into the eyes of Lin Xuexian.

Lin Xuexian turned a deaf ear to what happened just now, she saw that there was no one around, so she dared to cling to Cheng Ruitai's arm and whispered: "The flowers in this garden are blooming so well, it makes people feel excited, Xianggong, you can pick one for me." Cheng Ruitai broke away from her arm, and at first she didn't move, but she couldn't stand Lin Xuexian's repeated picking, so she still picked two camellia flowers and bones that were connected together, and put them on the side of the cloud sideburns for her as requested.

Lin Xuexian stroked the flowers on her sideburns with her slender fingertips, and after putting down her hand, she thought for a moment in her heart, and suddenly whispered to Cheng Ruitai: "I wear this flower, after all, I am not as good-looking as others." But don't worry, I know what you like, and when I have the opportunity in the future, I will eventually help you fold back the flowers you want—"

Cheng Ruitai was stunned when he heard this, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, he coughed a few times and laughed, and said, "What are you thinking nonsense! I just love flowers, and I may not really have to fold——"

The speaker has the intention, and the listener has the intention. Lin Xuexian looked at Cheng Ruitai sideways and saw that his face was as usual, but the reddened ears betrayed what he was thinking. She pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled reluctantly, the smile on her face unconsciously a little sad.