"Hide from the woods. Wen Ziyun lowered his voice and said.

"What are you hiding? Am I embarrassed?" He Jingjing was a little unhappy. It's one thing for her to dislike Wen Ziyun, but Wen Ziyun dislikes her like this, but He Jingjing feels intolerable.

"Whatever you want. Wen Ziyun didn't want to persuade either. He knew that He Jingjing, a woman, was sometimes a little nervous, so he liked to go against him.

Feng Xueying knocked on the door a few times before waiting until Wen Ziyun opened the door.

Wen Ziyun's door was only open with a gap, and although Wen Ziyun's body was blocking it, Feng Xueying still saw a red figure passing by in a flash.

He Jingjing seems to be wearing a red dress today!

Feng Xueying frowned and asked softly, "Ziyun, is Jingjing in your room?"

"No, just me. Wen Ziyun didn't expect Feng Xueying's eyes to be so sharp, and his expression was a little flustered. If Feng Xueying found He Jingjing in his room, would he be suspected after the incident came out tomorrow morning?

Thinking of this, Wen Ziyun's body couldn't help but take half a step out, and his hands subconsciously closed the gap in the door even smaller.

"Ziyun~!It's okay for young people to fall in love, but they can't do anything wrong!" Feng Xueying glanced at Wen Ziyun's trembling hand, and persuaded meaningfully.

To be honest, if the person in Wen Ziyun's room today was not He Jingjing, Feng Xueying really didn't want to care about this gossip. Wen Ziyun has turned eighteen years old and is already an adult. There are basically not many people like them in Kyoto City who are not engaged at the age of eighteen, and the Wen Ziyun brothers and sisters have always been "uncared for", in the final analysis, they are still people in their circle, and many people can't look down on Wu Xiuli, the biological mother of the Wen Ziyun brothers and sisters.

Feng Xueying has always liked her eldest son Wen Yulong, and she also likes Wen Ziyun and Wen Ziqiu, two sweet-mouthed brothers and sisters. Feng Xueying knew that as long as the Wen Ziyun brothers and sisters could be admitted to a good university, I believe that their marriage would not be far away, after all, Wen Yiran's grandson's identity was not bad.

At this time, it was already night, Feng Xueying saw that He Jingjing was in Wen Ziyun's room, and she was so sneaky and didn't want to be known, she was afraid that Wen Ziyun was young and ignorant and did something irreparable, so she persuaded her more.

"Grandma, what are you looking for me?" Wen Ziyun's face was red and white, a little embarrassed and angry, but he didn't dare to get angry at Wu Xiuli, so he had to open the topic.

"Oh, I'm asking if you want to eat noodles, it's still hot!" Feng Xueying remembered the purpose of her coming to Wen Ziyun and got back to business.

"Grandma, I don't want to eat, I'm afraid of accumulating food when I sleep for a while. After Wen Ziyun finished speaking, he lowered his head and did not look at Feng Xueying. Wen Ziyun was afraid that he couldn't control the resentment in his eyes.

Huh······ In just a few minutes, he didn't hear Feng Xueying going down to the kitchen, what Feng Xueying asked him to eat must have been the bowl of noodles for Wen Ziqing. Wen Ziqing didn't eat something, and his grandmother told him to eat it? Hmph! He, Wen Ziyun, would rather pick up things that Wen Ziqing didn't want to eat?

"Didn't you just say you were hungry? Forget it, forget it! I don't care, I don't care if I like to eat or not. Feng Xueying felt a little annoyed. Just now, Wen Ziyun said that she wanted to eat, but now she kindly asked him to eat, but she didn't eat it, it was really inexplicable.

Feng Xueying's idea is very simple, anyway, she has made noodles, whoever is hungry will eat them, and she won't serve them anymore!

Wen Ziyun looked at Feng Xueying's back, and a trace of hideousness flashed on her face. One by one, they all look down on him, and when he has the ability, he will get back this share of idleness.

He Jingjing felt that she was about to fall asleep before she saw Wen Ziyun walk into the room.

"What's the matter, show me this face?" He Jingjing saw Wen Ziyun's face lengthened, and her heart was also very unhappy.

"No, I'm not mad at you. Wen Ziyun stretched out his hand and rubbed his somewhat stiff face, squeezing out a smile.

"This is good!" He Jingjing stretched out her hand and patted one side of Wen Ziyun's cheek, and said lightly.

Wen Ziyun was resentful in her heart, but her voice was very gentle: "Jingjing, my grandmother, you saw you in my room just now, or ······ Let's live together?"

"The dead old woman scolded you······ Or are you scolding me?" He Jingjing raised her eyebrows, and a trace of murder flashed on her face.

"No, my grandmother didn't say anything, just told me to take it easy. Wen Ziyun chuckled, and his hand touched the place where it shouldn't be.

"Huh~!Anyway, you're a man, and you don't suffer. He Jingjing stretched out a finger and drew circles on Wen Ziyun's bare chest. To be honest, if it weren't for Wen Ziyun being too wasteful, He Jingjing wouldn't have to marry Wen Ziqing. After all, Wen Ziyun is also serving her very comfortably these days.

"Jingjing, why don't you marry me, aren't the two of us very good?" Wen Ziyun used a little force in his hand. To be honest, in Wen Ziyun's thoughts at this time, he really didn't want He Jingjing to leave him. They are already in this relationship, and He Jingjing has to rush to stick it on Wen Ziqing, which makes Wen Ziyun feel that his charm is far inferior to Wen Ziqing. Besides, He Jingjing is an "immortal", and he should have some elixirs and magic weapons on his body, just like his aunt Wu Xiuyun, he married her, and it seems that he will not lose anything.

"No!" He Jingjing's voice was so loud that she startled herself. Marry Wen Ziyun? He Jingjing doesn't have such thoughts, Wen Ziyun is only suitable for playing together. Can marrying him bring her He Jingjing's supreme glory and status?

"That'······ Let's have a farewell party! After all, after tonight, you will be my sister-in-law. Wen Ziyun's heart was full of jealousy, but his eyes were full of affection. Hehehe······ A woman like He Jingjing is full of ambition, let's let Wen Ziqing suffer it! Speaking of which, Wen Ziqing picks up her broken shoes, which seems to be good!

The corners of Wen Ziyun's mouth showed a hideous smile.

Not long after, an ambiguous sound sounded in Wen Ziyun's room. After a long time, Wen Ziyun's voice came from the darkness: "Jingjing, is your medicine useful? Does it really make Wen Ziqing messy? Don't wait until tomorrow morning when everyone arrives, but you haven't done anything, it's too ······ It's a pity, isn't it

"How is that possible······?" said that even immortals can be charmed, not to mention that I also added "a thousand days drunk". After tonight, you wait to call me sister-in-law!" He Jingjing said proudly.

He Jingjing's words were a little vague, Wen Ziyun listened carefully, but still didn't understand who gave He Jingjing such a "high" medicine. It seems that He Jingjing really has a lot of good things on him! He just needs to wait until tomorrow and then ask someone to go to Wen Ziqing's room to "catch the traitor."