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Zhuo Yijia walked to the bookcase, picked up the pen and began to write the scriptures.

Zhao Fengyao looked at Zhuo Yijia, who was calmly writing scriptures, and his calm appearance seemed to have detached from the world.

She was angry. It's really angry. She doesn't quarrel when she's angry, she doesn't make a fuss. will only be silent, ignore you, and even look at you with eyes that are not the atmosphere, but the strangeness that seems to have never seen you.

Zhao Fengyao was most afraid of such a look.

"How do you not get angry!" Zhao Fengyao stepped forward and walked to Zhuo Yijia's bookcase, his voice trembling a little.

Zhuo Yijia ignored it, writing his words quietly, without even lifting his eyelids.

2

"Get out!" Zhuo Yijia looked at Zhao Fengyao and blurted out!

"I'm not going to get out!" Zhao Fengyao yelled seriously!

Zhuo Yijia was stunned when he was yelled, he actually yelled at her? Without thinking about what Zhao Fengyao said, Zhuo Yijia grabbed the teacup in his hand and smashed it at Zhao Fengyao!

Zhuo Yijia was very angry, just smashing indiscriminately, and it was not very accurate. The cup that was smashed over was about to pass by Zhao Fengyao's ear. Zhao Fengyao's buttocks pouted, his knees bent slightly, and his steps moved.

With a "snap", the cup smashed on Zhao Fengyao's forehead impartially.

Zhuo Yijia looked at the shattered teacup, and looked up at Zhao Fengyao in amazement. Zhao Fengyao was still in that posture, motionless as if he was sitting still, but his eyes looked at Zhuo Yijia occasionally.

"What are you doing!" Zhuo Yijia was shocked and angry.

"I'm afraid that you won't hit me, and I'm even more angry. Zhao Fengyao's thin lips moved slightly, but his body was still motionless.

Zhuo Yijia looked at Zhao Fengyao's posture of pouting his hips and knees, and then looked at the blood flowing down his forehead, frowned, turned around and took out the medicine box he had prepared.

Outside the window, the wind is high and the clouds are light, the cool breeze is breezy, and the whispers of passing maids can occasionally be heard. The birds on the branches chirped happily.

"Why do you bother! I know that I will feel distressed if I have wronged myself? I am not sure how I will blame you!" Zhuo Yijia pouted, a little distressed, and a little dissatisfied. Is she such an unreasonable person?

"I think you're going to blame me. Zhao Fengyao turned his head to look at Zhuo Yijia and said seriously.

Zhuo Yijia opened his mouth and was speechless, and glanced at Zhao Fengyao.

Zhao Fengyao saw that Zhuo Yijia was no longer angry, and became bolder, half complaining and half coquettish, "You women are really, I don't know what's going on to get angry." ”

Zhuo Yijia listened to the hand, this is really stupid. This sentence is not happy for her on weekdays. It's clear that she's vexatious.

Zhuo Yijia looked at Zhao Fengyao's blood hole, and suppressed the words that he was about to reprimand him just now.

Zhao Fengyao saw that Zhuo Yijia didn't speak, so he continued, "Last time I heard Changyu say, his daughter-in-law had a day of trouble with him because he didn't wash his light-colored clothes with orchids first. Later, his daughter-in-law also felt bad, and apologized to him, and when he apologized, Changyu was excited, and felt that his daughter-in-law was enlightened. ”

After two days, Changyu accompanied her shopping, and a young woman she saw on the street said that the woman was really good-looking, a flower-like person, and asked him if he was beautiful, but his daughter-in-law said that she was good-looking. Changyu thought that since his daughter-in-law thought it was good-looking, he also said that it was good-looking. His daughter-in-law scolded him for being obsessed, and Changyu hurriedly changed his words and said that he was not good-looking, and said that he was duplicitous. When I came back, I ignored him for a day. Alas, don't ask me that, I really don't know how to answer. ”

Zhao Fengyao looked at Zhuo Yijia, who was wrapped in gauze in front of him, and had a sad face, "Anyway, if I say it sincerely, you are the best looking in my heart, really! It's not okay to say it's good, and it's not okay to say it's not good. I've been in contact with you among women, and I don't have much experience with such a problem. ”

"Okay, I got it. Zhuo Yijia wanted to laugh when she heard it, and dared to love Changyu and spit out these bitter waters with Zhao Fengyao.

"I'm not going to ask you these boring questions. Zhuo Yijia wrapped Zhao Fengyao's head, sat in front of Zhao Fengyao, and remembered Zhao Fengyao's posture just now, "But what kind of ghost posture did you have just now, it wasn't to make me laugh." That's too ugly to put on you at all. ”

"If I hadn't bent my knees, your teacup would have hit me in the eye, or the bridge of my nose. Zhao Fengyao looked at Zhuo Yijia and replied honestly.

"It's good for yourself. Zhuo Yijia looked at Zhao Fengyao with disgust.

"Where, I'm better to you than I am. Saying that, Zhao Fengyao drilled into Zhuo Yijia's arms, and gently arched his head in Zhuo Yijia's arms, "Smash your eyes and become blind, and smash your nose until the bridge of your nose collapses your nose, how ugly." You are so good, I also want you to have the best man in the world, and you can't have the slightest bit of badness. So I'm going to be the best for you. ”

After Zhao Fengyao finished speaking, he raised his head and pecked between Zhuo Yijia's eyebrows

After 'knotting her hair', she vaguely watched Sun Yunzhou go out with the guests in the house through the red hijab of ice silk, and watched Qin'er close the door and walk next to her.

When the voices outside the house were far away, she gently lifted the corner of the red hijab and looked inside the room. The room was large, clean and tidy, with large bookshelves in the compartments with many books on them.

Zhuo Yirou looked at the bookshelf, and the smile on her face deepened. He must have been reading there in the past.

What a wonderful person, sitting in a chair under the window, reading a book. Later, there was one more person reading books on the bookshelf.

For some reason, at this moment, she suddenly thought of when she went to Fanlin Temple to draw lots many years ago. She drew a lot. How can it be signed?

Zhuo Yirou sneered. Old god stick.

"Girl, this hijab is for my aunt to pick it up personally. Hurry up and put it down. Qin'er, who was standing on the side, stepped forward and reminded Zhuo Yirou in a low voice.

At this time, she was in a very good mood, and for Qin'er's reminder, Zhuo Yirou was not as cold as in the past. It was rare to put down the red hijab obediently.

Then sat on the new bed dignifiedly, quietly waiting for her husband, the famous Ruyu son in the capital, to come back.

The red candles in the room flickered, and the candlelight flickered.

Zhuo Yirou forgot how long it had been, and suddenly heard a soft knock on the door. This voice instantly dispelled Zhuo Yirou's sleepiness

And scattered. Half-squinting, she woke up with a thrill. mouth

After 'knotting her hair', she vaguely watched Sun Yunzhou go out with the guests in the house through the red hijab of ice silk, and watched Qin'er close the door and walk next to her.

When the voices outside the house were far away, she gently lifted the corner of the red hijab and looked inside the room. The room was large, clean and tidy, with large bookshelves in the compartments with many books on them.

Zhuo Yirou looked at the bookshelf, and the smile on her face deepened. He must have been reading there in the past.

What a wonderful person, sitting in a chair under the window, reading a book. Later, there was one more person reading books on the bookshelf.

For some reason, at this moment, she suddenly thought of when she went to Fanlin Temple to draw lots many years ago. She drew a lot. How can it be signed?