"I heard from my classmates that you are very good at Yuyi, I don't dare to say that I communicate, so please trouble you to dial a little, but you must let me be at the bottom."

Wei Zhongwen plucked up the courage to come up and talk to her, and was ready to be rejected.

After all, in the past, Bai Lingyue, the first talented woman, left an impression in everyone's hearts that a talented woman is equal to arrogance.

Since that birthday, the sons of Beijing have been talking about Miss Ming in private, and there are many people like him who secretly fall in love.

It's a pity that Ming Yulong and the prince have a verbal marriage contract, and secondly, she then encountered an assassin incident and never appeared in front of people.

Although Wei Zhongwen is the grandson of Taiwei, he is also quite worried, and now that he heard her promise, he was happy in his heart, and said with a trace of excitement on his face:

"Then tomorrow happens to be the tenth holiday, and I will wait for you at Zhiyuan Teahouse at nine o'clock in the morning, okay?"

Hearing Wei Zhongwen set the location of the two in the teahouse where people came and went, Ming Yulong was even more relieved and should meet at the next time.

Back in the house, as soon as Ming Yulong entered the Linglong Residence, he yelled at Feng'er,

"Feng'er, do you know how unlucky I am today?"

Feng'er saw that as soon as she entered the room, she lay on the beauty couch and poured her a cup of tea, "Didn't Miss go to Guozijian?" How can you meet bad luck? ”

Ming Yulong doesn't like piping hot tea, so every time Feng'er brews warm tea, she takes a big sip, puts the teacup on the small table at hand, and then hums:

"It's just that there's a problem with the project of this art competition, I really don't want anything, just come to what!"

Feng'er was curious: "What did Miss draw, why is it so painful?" ”

"Royal, shooting, book! Except for the book, the other two are completely going to the bottom of the rhythm! "Ming Yulong said in his heart, God, you sent me through, not to let me show my wisdom, but to let me lose the face of modern people here?

Feng'er filled her with another cup of tea and brought the snacks to her side.

She didn't understand the things of the six arts, she looked at Ming Yulong with a sad face, thinking about ordering something delicious for her to divert her attention.

"Miss, this is the pastry that the slave maid just made this morning, can you taste it and see how it tastes?"

Ming Yulong put a piece in her mouth, and the sweet taste went from her taste buds to her heart, making her feel a little more comfortable, and nodded:

"Feng'er, I'm glad to have the pastries you made to comfort me, otherwise, I would be very sad."

"Miss likes to eat, Feng'er will make it for you. If you eat Feng'er's pastry and you're happy, then Feng'er will be even happier. Feng'er said happily.

Ming Yulong nodded, swallowed a piece, drank another cup of tea, and then continued:

"However, there is also good news today, there is a classmate Yu Yi who is very good, and invited me and him to go to the teahouse tomorrow to communicate together.

If I can let him give it a click, you and I may not be at the bottom. ”

"Is he a man or a woman?"

"Male."

Feng'er's eyes purred, "Is that handsome?" ”

Ming Yulong recalled Wei Zhongwen's appearance, nodded and said: "Very handsome, the best-looking in our class house, white and clean, Si Swenwen, I like it very much." ”

As she was talking, the door of the study creaked open, and Rong Yi walked out of it, a pair of phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and on her face against the light, her deep eyes seemed to be shrouded in a layer of darkness, revealing a slight coldness.

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A little peach blossom is blooming

Answering the reader's question: Grandfather and grandfather mean the same thing, grandfather is a little more distant in writing, and grandpa is closer and more cordial.