Chapter 1 Your dimples have no wine
Penglai College, located in Penglai City on the shore of the East China Sea, is the best college in the world, not only teaching poetry and etiquette, but also teaching the way of cultivating immortals, and a large number of students come here every year.
As soon as the day dawned, the students who participated in the admission assessment were already lining up at the entrance of the college, and the carriages of the rich and noble families were parked on both sides of the road. A bell sound from far and near, a carriage that is half larger than the ordinary carriage slowly came, the carriage was hung with the logo of the Penglai Song family, and when the carriage stopped, two delicate little dolls wearing red silk skirts came down from the car one after another, with round eyes and nose, exquisitely clear, combed with a double bun, hairpin with red coral beads on the hairpin, the coral is translucent, it is worth a lot of money at a glance, and what is more remarkable is that the two have a look.
The people of this city have recognized that this is the most beloved pair of pearls in the palm of the Penglai wealthy Song family, the famous twin daughters of the Song family. Waiting for the two little dolls to stand still, the housekeeper behind him also stepped forward, the pace was steady, quite imposing but not arrogant, bowed to the surroundings, and said politely: "Everyone is polite, it is still early today, my lord specially to participate in the admission ceremony of the young lady, prepared Penglai Restaurant's new special pastry flow crisp to eat a fresh, I hope you do not dislike it, just to please a good fortune." After finishing speaking, the little guys carrying food boxes behind them scattered and sent Liuxinshu respectfully one by one.
Penglai Restaurant has opened all the major cities in the world, and I have long heard that there are new tricks recently, but I didn't expect to see it in the academy, usually their new pastries, a little to say will cost ten taels of silver, and send so much at will, not only the young ladies of the son have a copy, and even the surrounding carriage entourage has also wrapped a copy, it seems that the master of the Song family really loves the twins very much, and sprinkled so much silver, just to help his daughter sell a good one.
The sisters of the Song family, who didn't care how much money their father had lost, also stood in the team, Song Ling smiled and took out two small dimples, beckoned to the little sisters who were familiar with each other in front of them, and then looked back at their sisters and said, "Chenyue came so early today, and it was so early." ”
Song Lingshuang yawned slowly and nodded perfunctorily, he really got up early and hadn't come back to his senses yet. Ling Yi didn't care, and pulled her to see the appearance of students from other places, the swords of the academy guards, and the hair accessories worn by the young ladies of other families today......
Xie Qiong, who was standing behind her, only felt as if there was a little sparrow in front of her, and one person was chattering about this small square world.
Song Ling, who felt the sight behind him, turned his head slightly, what a good-looking little brother! He was half a head taller than her, his small face was tender and white, his eyebrow bones were quite broad, his lips were slightly thin, and a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes made people care, even if he didn't smile, he was extremely good-looking.
"You look so good!" Song Lingyi said sincerely, and offered his signature smile, two small dimples bloomed on her kitten-like face, she usually smiled like this when she asked her father for something, and the good-looking little brother is also a man, so he should like it.
Xie Qiong wanted to say that she was also good-looking, but her eyes had completely sunk into her dimples, and she couldn't open her mouth for a long time, not wanting to interrupt this smile. His mouth felt full of sweetness, and it was the first time he had felt that sweetness was such a pleasant taste, and he suddenly wanted to taste the box of runny pastries that had just been taken away.
Song Lingyi, who didn't get any response after complimenting, turned his head comfortably, pulled his sister's sleeve again, and whispered: "Second pair, the little brother in the back is so good-looking, but it's a pity that he is stupid." ”
Although she deliberately controlled the volume, Xie Qiong, who was born in a family of immortal cultivators, had been cultivating with her brother since she was a child, and her five senses were sensitive, and she listened to it word for word.