"What did you just call me?"

Jiang Chengfeng came back to his senses and looked at the man who floated in front of him with some uncertainty. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Brother-in-law, am I calling it wrong?" Shen Zhiwang raised his eyebrows, and was about to change his words, but he unexpectedly saw a different look on the face of the extremely cold young marshal of the Jiang family, and the slightly raised corners of his lips showed that he was very satisfied with this title.

It seems that this man really loves his sister miserably, although the contact is not deep, but seeing that he just looked at his sister's gaze, so affectionate and focused, he didn't even notice that he came over for a while, and he was really fascinated.

"Are you interested in having a drink?" Jiang Chengfeng looked at the slender figure in the distance again, and the smile on the corner of his lips gradually faded, "Tell me more about your sister when she was a child." ”

In fact, he was a little jealous of Jin Ruting and Zhang Yan in his heart, they were childhood sweethearts with them, and they had no guesses, but he missed Zhiyue's happiest and carefree childhood.

He wondered what Joy was like at that time, if it was as innocent as they had when they first met, with a smile that was brighter and brighter than the morning glow.

"Good. ”

This is exactly what Shen Zhiwang wants, he originally wanted to find a chance to talk to Jiang Chengfeng, emotionally, his sister has already been injured once, he doesn't want her to suffer even a little bit of grievance, if this man can't even pass his test, then he won't hand over his sister to him to take care of.

Back in his boudoir, Shen Zhiyue finished washing under the service of Hong Qiao, and was just about to lie down to rest, but saw Jiang Chengfeng push the door in, and the latter was obviously surprised after seeing the scene in the house.

"I'm sorry, but my servant may have led me the wrong way. He stood awkwardly at the door, his handsome face was blown by the cold wind of the night, or because he had drunk wine, under the soft light, a slight layer of crimson, but this did not affect his noble and elegant temperament at all, but made him look more charming.

Seeing that he turned around and wanted to leave, Shen Zhiyue, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke: "Brother Jiang, it's late, or just rest here." ”

Her voice was small, but the meaning was clear, how could she not understand that this was arranged by Hope?

The kid clearly knew that she and Brother Jiang were in name only, but he still deliberately put them in a room, clearly wanting to push her and prevent her from continuing to be an ostrich and escape from reality.

Jiang Chengfeng turned around and saw that Shen Zhiyue had already come over, she should have just finished bathing, wearing a moon-white cotton bedgown, her delicate collarbone looming, her fair and slender neck was shining with a lustrous luster, and her long black and beautiful hair was softly draped down, not completely dry, exuding a pure natural fragrance of flowers and plants, refreshing people's hearts and spleens, making him intoxicated.

Her lazy and casual appearance, which was a fatal temptation to him, and he happened to be drinking, in order to avoid gaffes, he had to turn his face away, not look at her, and secretly restrain the impulse in his heart.

However, Shen Zhiyue didn't notice the strangeness in his eyes at all, she first instructed Hongqiao, who was standing on the side, to prepare hot water and a change of clothes, and then said to Jiang Chengfeng with a smile: "You take a bath first." ”

She reached out to remove his coat, but one hand looked a little clumsy.

After Jiang Chengfeng reacted, the fire-like enthusiasm was instantly extinguished by the rising guilt, but before he could speak, Shen Zhiyue said in a relaxed tone: "It seems that I have to heal this hand quickly, otherwise I can't even do such a simple thing, isn't it useless?"

"Joy ......"

"Brother Jiang, when my hands are ready, can you teach me to ride a horse? I heard that the young ladies of the Eight Banners noble family are all good at riding and shooting, so I am also half a banner person, and I can't lose the face of my grandfather's family. ”

"Good. ”

Jiang Chengfeng bowed his head slightly, as long as she liked it, he would rely on her for everything, just her right hand, every time he thought of it, he wanted to give himself a knife, why did he let her be injured under his nose?

This also made his impression of Zhiwang discounted, but fortunately, in addition to this, Zhiwang was quite satisfied with him, otherwise this kid would definitely object to Zhiyue being with him.

In the interval between the two talking, Hong Qiao had already prepared hot water and asked Jiang Chengfeng to take a bath and change clothes.

When he entered the bathroom, Shen Zhiyue breathed a sigh of relief, she rubbed her eyebrows lightly, and slowly walked to the piano stand in the corner, where there was a guqin, which was a coming-of-age ceremony given to her by her mother.

The piano is a good piano, it is hard to find, her piano skills are true to her mother, and she is not bad, but it is a pity that she was seriously ill at that time, and was abandoned by Jin Ruting, mourning is greater than heart death, and every time the song is played, it makes people cry sadly.

Later, the Shen family declined, and all the family property was confiscated, and she never touched this guqin again, and it has been many years now, and I am afraid that the piano skills will be wasted.

Her fingertips gently ran over the strings made of ice silk, and there was a bit of an itch, but she couldn't play the piano with one hand at all, so she had to give up.

She raised her head and looked carefully around the layout of the bedroom again, from the screen bed to the vase tea set, and even every book on her bookshelf, it was exactly the same as before, it seemed that nothing had changed, but unfortunately things were wrong, and no matter how deliberately they were restored, they could not return to the original beauty.

"What are you thinking?"

When Jiang Chengfeng came out of the bath, he saw that her eyebrows were frowning, and she was stunned for a while leaning on the piano stand, and she didn't seem to be very happy, so she finally couldn't help but ask.

Shen Zhiyue shook his head, stood up straight and smiled at him: "I didn't think about anything, I was just a little sleepy." ”

Her tone was light, and she did look tired.

Jiang Chengfeng glanced at her deeply, and didn't ask any more, he walked over and gently held her hand, and pulled her towards the bed.

Shen Zhiyue's hands and legs were a little stiff, but he still obediently let him pull him to sit down in front of the bed.

He pressed her shoulders, leaned down his face, imprinted a kiss on her forehead, and said softly, "Then you go to bed early, good night." ”

After saying that, he picked up the other quilt on the bed and turned to leave.

"Brother Jiang, where are you going?"

Shen Zhiyue subconsciously pulled his sleeve, feeling a little lost in her heart, she had already made a lot of determination, whether she was tempted by him, or repaying her kindness, she had nothing, what she could give him was really limited, if he didn't dislike it, she was willing to give it to him, so that even if she had to leave in the end, it would be considered no regrets, but now it seems that he doesn't want her at all. (To be continued.) )