He suddenly realized: "You can call me Ah Zhi." ”

Feng Qingqian: "?"

Zhou Zhi looked at Feng Qingqian with satisfaction and was silent, "Since Qianqian has no opinions, then I'll go and prepare." ”

Looking at the man's happy back, Feng Qingqian felt that she had misunderstood something?

In the end, when Feng Qingqian saw a mediocre-looking man appear in front of her, she had the idea of throwing people into the pig cage.

How can someone else pick up a loyal dog, and when he comes to himself, he is a logical ghost who is quite unreasonable and messing around.

"Qianqian, it's almost noon, aren't you leaving?" The ghost walked to the gate of the courtyard, turned his head unhurriedly, looked at Feng Qingqian, who was standing in place and gritted his teeth, and smiled brightly.

Feng Qingqian: "......"

Feng Qingqian lives in a simple house all the year round, and this is the first time he is trying to go to the street of Jinbei to have a meal.

Although the girl's eyebrows and eyes have not fully opened, they are also eye-catching.

In particular, Feng Qingqian's long light ink-colored hair, which is between gray and white in the sun, looks extremely mysterious.

Zhou Zhi looked at it again and again, and finally couldn't help but say: "It's really rare to see a weak woman like you walking on the street, you are likely to be targeted by bad people, in the future, why don't you let me protect Qianqian?"

Feng Qingqian heard him one by one, and her scalp was numb, so that she didn't listen to what Zhou Zhi said.

"You ......"

"Qianqian didn't speak," Feng Qingqian just wanted to say if you can be normal, but was interrupted by Zhou Zhi.

The other party looked down at her and said happily and slyly: "I will accept my proposal just now." ”

Feng Qingqian: "?"

What did he just propose?

Qian Yue looked at the eldest lady who was a little stupid, and covered her face miserably.

Why did she feel that her young lady was eaten to death by this person?

Loquat Zhuang is good at making loquat, what loquat paste, loquat in sugar water, loquat sauce, etc., are all sweets that Feng Qingqian loves.

Feng Lan had been waiting here for a long time, standing meekly at the door in a light blue dress, pitiful.

"My sister came really early," Feng Qingqian looked at Feng Lan's white and tender little hands shrunk into her sleeves, and smiled so brightly that even the unhappiness that Zhou Zhi had made her make before was gone.

There is no room in Pipa Village, and a few people chose a position by the window, and there are people in the hall playing the pipa, babbling and singing small songs.

Feng Qingqian looked like a good sister, sat next to Feng Lan, and wanted to pull someone's little hand intimately.

Feng Lan reacted strongly and dodged.

Feng Qingqian seemed to be blind and couldn't see her action, forcibly took someone's little hand, and said with a smile: "My sister hasn't been close to my sister for a long time...... Ahh

Feng Lan looked at Feng Qingqian's expression that didn't look like pretending, and almost believed it.

She retracted her hand into her sleeve a little uncomfortably, her little hand, which was white and tender yesterday, was now red and swollen, and there were red marks scratched in some places.

Feng Qingqian looked at Feng Lan's angry expression, the corners of her eyes were a little red, and she couldn't help but feel funny, "Sister, my sister doesn't know if it's like this, my sister shouldn't blame my sister for this unintentional mistake, right?"

Feng Lan lowered his head, Feng Qingqian didn't know? Feng Lan felt that he could be wronged to 48,000 miles.

Isn't her hand Feng Qingqian's handwriting? Why is she singing innocent here?

Feng Qing raised his eyebrows and suppressed the corners of his mouth that he wanted to pick up - take the road of green tea, so that green tea has no way out, this sentence is really the truth.

Feng Lan half-lowered his head, and his eyes, which were originally like a puddle of spring water, were full of resentment at this time.

Today's hands are so unbearable, it should have been her Feng Qingqian!

Feng Qingqian looked at Feng Lan with his head bowed thoughtfully, as if to remind him, sister, your personality is about to collapse.

However, Feng Qingqian can also understand Feng Lan, when this little sister came to see her yesterday, she brought some bad powder on her hands, and as a result, she injured her hand by her own stronger medicine, and her hand was fine.

This kind of result of stealing chickens and rice, my sister must be psychologically unhappy.

Feng Qingqian got up.

Zhou Zhi grabbed it: "Where are you going?"

Zhou Zhi asked warmly.

Feng Qingqian rubbed the goosebumps on his hands, slapped off the big pig's trotters lying on his hands, gritted his teeth and said, "People have three urgencies." ”

Zhou Zhi: "......"

Feng Lan watched the figures of Feng Qingqian and Qianyue disappear, and looked up at Zhou Zhi, her eyes were full of distress: "Childe, my sister's temper has always been like this, don't be angry with her." ”

Zhou Zhi looked at Feng Lan and blinked.

Feng Lan continued to complain, "Speaking of which, I really envy my sister, who has a bad temper, and can still have a character like Gongzi who cares about him." ”

Zhou Zhi picked up the teacup on the table, because he changed his appearance, his appearance was not very good, but his posture of being in a high position all the year round could not be changed for a while, and every move was elegant.

Zhou Zhi took a sip of water, "I think the shallow temper is good." ”

"Huh?"

"After all, in our place, it is impossible for the master and the maid to be at the same dinner table, let alone the granddaughter of a domestic servant, and she can be commensurate with the master as a sister," Zhou Zhi looked at Feng Lan's gradually ugly face, and smiled sincerely and showed off a little, "My family is really good-tempered." ”