The moment Zong Weicheng saw Su Huan at Taoyuan Restaurant, his handsome face sank-Xian Yushu was rude to her. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Si Zheng," Zong Weicheng walked to Su Huan's side, his handsome eyes stared at the red, swollen and frightening half of Su Huan's face, and the corners of his eyes were a little cracked. Zong Weicheng raised his hand and poked her cheek, "What's wrong?" ”

Su Huan avoided his hand, hung his head, and muttered in a low voice, "Master Zong, I really have nowhere to go, Jinling City, I only know you." Can you, can you, let me stay here for a few days? ”

"Childe," Sheng fell to his knees with another thud, crying and pleading, "you can help us." We really don't have anywhere to go. ”

Until now, Yousheng still can't believe that His Royal Highness actually did something to Su Huan for a woman.

But the facts are in front of us, and no one can not believe them.

Man, love you as much as you are treasured. When you don't love, you abandon it like contempt.

Zong Weicheng's eyes turned around on the faces of the two sisters, and sighed, "This place is too remote, how can the two girls live." If Si Zheng doesn't dislike it, I still have a few empty houses in my house, and let's talk about it. ”

"I'm just afraid of ......," Su Huan still lowered his head, "Trouble Childe." ”

"If the girl is polite, then there is no need. If it refers to His Royal Highness the King of Wei," Zong Weicheng smiled, "The Zong family is a prestigious family in Jinling for hundreds of years, and His Royal Highness will also sell a few thin noodles to his subordinates." ”

Xian Yushu, he just didn't come to find himself, he also came to the door.

Zong Weicheng just didn't expect that he would be so heavy on Su Huan. Looking at it before, he loved Su Huan more than his life.

Could it be that his love can't even be resisted by a Yue Yinrong?

"This small courtyard was originally my father's study, it was very quiet, is it okay for the girl to look at it?"

On the way back from Taoyuan Restaurant, Zong Weicheng's title for Su Huan unconsciously changed from Si Zheng to girl.

The square courtyard can go around in seven or eight steps, and there are three small main houses in front.

In the northeast corner, an old sycamore, with its branches, envelops the entire courtyard under its shade, and there is a pair of treasure flower windows on the west wall, facing a rose outside the wall.

Under the cloister of the main house, there are several kinds of birds, and there are various bonsai on the steps.

The three main rooms are not big, the east house is separated by a flower cover, and there is a ingenious and exquisite carving of the begonia flower around the bed.

Su Huan and the other two were dumbfounded.

"Oh my God!" Sheng exclaimed again, "This bed has caught up with a small room." ”

"This," Su Huanxiu frowned slightly, "Childe is too polite." All I need is a room ......."

"It's just a bed, why should the girl be worried. Besides, the bed is used to sleep. This bed ......" Zong Weicheng's slender hand brushed the intricate carvings of the bed rail, and a trace of distress flashed between his eyebrows, but he quickly covered it up, and said with a smile, "It's a pity that it's empty." ”

This small courtyard, this room, and even this bed, at first glance, you can see that they are carefully arranged.

Zong Weicheng, did he already know that he would find him?

Su Huan's fan-like eyelashes flickered and flew through a trace of transparency. She was afraid that Zong Weicheng would see the traces, so she lowered her head and smiled lightly.

At this time, the pretty maid came in with a carved silver basin and a fine silk hand towel, and there were camellia petals floating in the pot, and the hand towel next to it was folded into various patterns.

People say that Jiangnan is rich and lives luxuriously.

Su Huan didn't expect that he could be refined like this.

"You freshen up and change your clothes. I asked the kitchen to cook something light. Zong Weicheng thoughtfully withdrew.

As soon as he walked out of the door of the small courtyard, a man in his thirties walked towards him with thick eyebrows, and his eyes swept to the other side of the house, "I'm afraid it's not appropriate for you to take her home." ”