Song Yichen rarely showed a hint of interest on his face when he heard this, glanced at Lu Yilou, and then asked Wen Xiaoluo: "He?" Where is the annoyance? Song Yichen said and took two steps to Lu Yilou's side, and narrowed the distance between him and Lu Yilou, Wen Xiaoluo gradually stopped his tears, but he couldn't stop seeing Song Yichen's tears like beads with broken threads.

Now I'm afraid everyone understands that the reason why Wen Xiaoluo hates this Lu Yilou is mostly because he and Song Yichen are getting close, and she is jealous!

The expression on Lu Yilou's face was wonderful, he glanced at Song Yichen's smiling face, and then looked at Wen Xiaoluo, who was full of resentment towards him. stroked his forehead, and said helplessly: "This girl...... Is...... It's really ......" Lu Yilou really didn't know what to say, so he had to wave his hand and say, "That's it, I'd better stay away from you, otherwise this girl will be jealous again." With that, he turned around and swaggered away.

Only then did Song Yichen slowly soothe Wen Xiaoluo, probably because Lu Yilou was gone, Wen Xiaoluo stopped crying, hugged Song Yichen's neck, buried his face in Song Yichen's neck, and kept sobbing. Song Yichen gently patted Wen Xiaoluo's back, and said with a smile: "Luo'er doesn't cry, my brother's favorite will always be Luo'er......" He paused and laughed. Wen Xiaoluo is still young, and his mind is not as good as other children, how can he know what love is?

So I only heard Song Yichen change his words and say: "My brother only plays with Luo'er, not with others." ”

These words really had an effect, Wen Xiaoluo instantly stopped the sobbing sound, raised his head to look at Song Yichen's eyes, and did not blink. Seeing this, the corners of Song Yichen's mouth hooked, and he continued: "Are you satisfied with this whereabouts?" ”

Wen Xiaoluo immediately nodded again and again when he heard this, but it was very cute. This is also strange, it is said that Wen Xiaoluo is mentally incomplete, but she understands some of what Song Yichen said. But when it comes to what other people say, Wen Xiaoluo doesn't understand anything at all. It's weird......

Song Yichen saw that Wen Xiaoluo was no longer crying, so he said to Zhu'er: "Take the handkerchief to wipe your face and wipe it for Miss." ”

"Yes, young master."

Zhu'er took the warm handkerchief and handed it to Song Yichen, Song Yichen put Wen Xiaoluo down, and gently wiped Wen Xiaoluo's face. Wen Xiaoluo closed his eyes and looked like he was enjoying himself. Song Yichen handed the handkerchief to Zhu'er, and when he saw this, he couldn't help but reach out and tap the tip of Wen Xiaoluo's nose.

Wen Xiaoluo opened his eyes suddenly, and then stretched out his little hand to grab Song Yichen's hand: "...... Play ......"

Song Yichen was stunned when he heard this, and then smiled: "Okay, okay, I'll take you out to play now." As he spoke, he took Wen Xiaoluo's hand and wanted to leave, but Wen Xiaoluo refused to move. Song Yichen stopped and raised his eyebrows to look at Wen Xiaoluo.

I saw Wen Xiaoluo's hand slip out of Song Yichen's hand, and then opened his eyes towards Song Yichen, and said coquettishly: "I want to hold ......"

Song Yichen didn't speak, his face was out of his mind. Not only him, but even Zhu'er also had a hint of joy on his face at this time. Just now, Wen Xiaoluo said two words in a row, this is the first time in so long a time that Wen Xiaoluo has been heard to say it.

After a while, Song Yichen came back to his senses, and immediately took two steps forward to hug Wen Xiaoluo, and said to her: "Luo'er, let's repeat Fang Cai's words again." ”

Wen Xiaoluo didn't understand what Song Yichen meant, but he still nodded obediently and said, "I want to hug ......" After saying this, Song Yichen's arms holding Wen Xiaoluo immediately tightened. He originally thought that in this life, Wen Xiaoluo would take this mentally incomplete body to the end of this life. But now it seems that there is still a chance, and there is still a chance......

"It hurts......" Song Yichen hugged Wen Xiaoluo too tightly and hurt Wen Xiaoluo, Wen Xiaoluo couldn't help but reach out and push Song Yichen. Song Yichen relaxed his strength at this time.

"Let's go, my brother will take Luo'er out to play." As he spoke, he lowered his head and kissed Wen Xiaoluo's forehead.

Wen Xiaoluo has always liked to be so close to Song Yichen, so when he got this kiss, Wen Xiaoluo nodded happily and hugged Song Yichen tightly.

Although the market in Liangjing is not as prosperous and lively as Andu, it has another characteristic. The population of Liangjing is not large, but the people here are not full of poetry and books, from the princes and nobles to the common people. Therefore, the atmosphere of the people is much better than that of other cities.

Song Yichen walked on the street with Wen Xiaoluo in his arms, which attracted the attention of many people. Needless to say, Song Yichen's appearance was self-evident, Wen Xiaoluo was happy at this time, and his face was a lot more vivid, and the whole person looked extremely dazzling. Two people who came out of the painting were wandering in the street at this time, and from time to time someone looked at them. Liangjing people value appearance, and have always thought that if they look good, their talents will not be bad.

And the people here, not to mention the hospitality, when you see a good-looking person, you can't help but come forward to say a few more words to him. Those who are a little more bold will drink and fight poetry with them.

So not long after Song Yichen walked to the street with Wen Xiaoluo, someone blocked in front of them. I saw that the person who came was dressed no different from the son of an ordinary family, holding a paper fan in his hand, with a delicate face, about sixteen or seventeen years old, looking graceful, but it made people feel good.

"This little boy, you don't look like a local, Liangjing people have always been hospitable, if you don't care, can you go to this restaurant and have a few drinks under the ......" After a pause at this point, the boy suddenly smiled apologetically at Song Yichen and said: "It's negligent and negligent, the little boy is still young, I'm afraid he can't drink wine, but the tea in this restaurant is also famous, and it won't be wrong to drink a few cups." ”

Song Yichen squinted at the boy for a moment when he heard this, then nodded and said lightly: "So it's hard work." Then he said to Wen Xiaoluo: "Luo'er can go in and eat some snacks?" ”

Wen Xiaoluo glanced at the son, then at the elegant restaurant, and nodded slowly.

Song Yichen followed the boy into the restaurant, and saw that there were still a few people dressed as sons of the family in the private room, and when they saw Song Yichen coming in, they all got up and greeted him. Wen Xiaoluo was afraid of being too bad, and he hugged Song Yichen's neck tightly with both hands and refused to let go.

"Luo'er has always been afraid of life, I hope you don't mind."

"Where is it, looking at the appearance of the little boy, it is expected that he must be full of talent."

Song Yichen hooked the corners of his mouth when he heard this, but said lightly: "I can't get to the hall of elegance, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you." But ......" Song Yichen suddenly looked at the boy who had just brought him in and said, "Presumably, the little marquis is a peerless talent." ”