In March, the spring breeze blew through the small alleys of the town's bluestone slabs, blowing out the green leaves and red flowers of the trees. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The swallow dragged its long scissor tail, skimmed the water, passed through the arch of the stone bridge, and flew freely in the spring light.

Xiao Qingyang held a small pair of scissors, cut eleven roses with billowing dewdrops through the thin mist of the early morning, and the fiery red roses reflected his cheeks.

"Thank you, cousin." Zhuang Yating had spring in the corners of her eyes, and she was about to take the flower in his hand when she twisted it.

"It's not for you."

Xiao Qingyang frowned, her hand retracted back, why did she come?

No, why is she so early?

Zhuang Yating is a frequent visitor to their house, but it has never been so early, you look at her, her face is painted with exquisite makeup, her long wavy hair is draped behind her head, and there is a pin in her hair, a small crown of colorful rhinestones, long earrings of rhinestones with tassels, shining in the early morning sun, wearing a pink puffy skirt and a pair of small white leather shoes.

What the hell are you doing?

Hearing this, Zhuang Yating looked stunned, "Today's birthday is not a birthday gift for me?" ”

Every year on her birthday, Xiao Qingyang will give her a birthday gift, but every time, except for dolls or dolls, she is so tired that she wants to vomit, but thinking that this is a gift from Xiao Qingyang, she still happily accepts it every time.

As soon as I stepped into the Xiao family's compound today, I saw Xiao Qingyang holding a bouquet of red roses and coming out of the small garden.

The red rose represents love, she didn't think about it, she greeted her happily, and her cousin finally stopped treating her as a child.

Looking at the bouquet of roses in Xiao Qingyang's arms at this moment, Zhuang Yating felt extremely dazzling, and her delicate makeup cracked.

"Not for me?" She covered her heart with one hand and said in disbelief, "Could it be that wild girl for Liang Chaxiang?" Do you know what red roses mean? ”

Her shrill voice was full of anger.

Xiao Qingyang raised his eyebrows, of course he knew that red roses represented love, how could he not know! It is precisely because I know that I will pick it in the garden so early.

"I'm going to propose to her." Xiao Qingyang nodded solemnly.

He knew very well what kind of thoughts Zhuang Yating had, and he had reminded her sideways, but Zhuang Yating didn't know whether she really didn't understand or pretended to be stupid, so she was stunned not to accept this stubble.

I actually ran into her today, and I just took this opportunity to tell her tactfully, don't think about it, he only treats her as a sister.

Zhuang Yating looked at him in shock, pointing at him with a slight tremble as her fingers pointed at him, "You...... You ......".

She pestered him like that, just to destroy the relationship between him and Liang Chaxiang, and dreamed of taking Xiao Qingyang into her arms.

Zhuang Yating seemed to see that countless bubbles burst, fell to the ground, and shattered into powder.

Her face was red and white for a while, she couldn't spit out a word after all, she stomped her feet, turned around and ran away, maybe the heels were too high, she ran too quickly, she fell to the ground, and after waiting for a long time, she didn't see Xiao Qingyang coming over to help, she pulled out the cold in her heart, got up and ran away crying.

Xiao Qingyang sighed and shook his head, originally he wanted to go over to help her, but he was afraid that she would have thoughts that she shouldn't have, so he couldn't bear it.

Zhuang Yating ran while crying, and she didn't know where she was going, until a familiar and annoying voice sounded in her ears, and then she realized that she had left the town.

Two girls walked on the opposite path, the thick jacket of the cold winter has faded, the thin spring shirt outlines the exquisite curve, the two are similar in height, both are Qi Liuhai, long braids, especially eye-catching in the hazy willow smoke, not Liang Chaxiang and Wang Camellia who else.

Zhuang Yating's eyes lit up with flames, this country wild girl is not as good as the mud on the soles of her feet, what qualifications does she have to be the mistress of the Xiao family?

In her eyes, no matter what she does, she has to be ranked in seniority, her family is good, and she is a childhood sweetheart with Xiao Qingyang, looking at the entire Silk Bridge Town, she is the best candidate for the hostess of the Xiao family, why did Xiao Qingyang choose Liang Chaxiang? It must be Liang Chaxiang's means of being a fox and a charmer.

Zhuang Yating clenched her back molars and rushed to Liang Chaxiang without thinking.

"What's crazy?" Camellia Wang stared at Zhuang Yating with a pair of apricot eyes and patted her chest.

She was chatting happily with Liang Chaxiang, and a figure came out from under the big tree next to the road coldly, and she was scared to be careful with her liver porphyry.

At this moment, Zhuang Yating only had Liang Chaxiang in her eyes, where did she have any thoughts about her, she reached out and pulled her aside, staring at Liang Chaxiang directly, her eyes were blazing.

"Liang Cha is smelly and shameless, do you think that if you seduc/lure my cousin, you can become the mistress of the Xiao family? Don't look at your own virtues, are you worthy? Do you know how much bird's nest costs a tael? You know what the rules are for hospitality......

"Zhuang Yating, are you sick, I don't want to quarrel with you early in the morning?"

Liang Chaxiang's face was inexplicable, God knows what stimulated Zhuang Yating again, and she barked at the road early in the morning.

"Haha...... Haha......" Zhuang Yating suddenly burst out laughing, laughing so much that tears came out.

"I'll just say it, how can I really fall in love with you as a wild girl."

Looking at Liang Chaxiang's ignorance, Zhuang Yating realized that Xiao Qingyang and Ben did not tell her her true identity, which made her feel good.

What does this mean? If a man really likes a woman, how can he even hide his identity?

What Xiao Qingyang said to her was just an excuse to send her away, she always thought that being the mistress of the Xiao family had nothing to do with whether Xiao Qingyang liked it or not.

Whether Xiao Qingyang likes her or not, she is destined to be the future hostess of the Xiao family, which she is very sure of.

Of course, she likes Xiao Qingyang, so when a woman comes to Xiao Qingyang, she will scold and make trouble.

After Xiao Qingyang fell in love with Liang Chaxiang, she felt that her sky had collapsed, angry, aggrieved, and frightened, she shamelessly scolded Xiao Qingyang, hoping that he would change his mind, she wanted to be a hostess of the Xiao family who was liked by her husband.

If Xiao Qingyang is just playing tricks on Liang Chaxiang, does that mean that he is still the same to himself?

Zhuang Yating's mind turned and turned.

Liang Camellia didn't want to pay attention to the inexplicable, didn't know the so-called Zhuang Yating, and staggered a few steps past her and walked forward.

Zhuang Yating, who finally "raised her eyebrows", could not allow her to "escape", stretched out her slender jade hand painted with red nails, and clasped Liang Chaxiang's wrist.

At this moment, she finally understood that Liang Chaxiang, a dead girl, quarreled with her, why she always loved to clasp her wrists one by one, condescending, really sour.

But she forgot that every time Liang Chaxiang buckled her wrist, it was when she wanted to hit someone.

"Liang Chaxiang, Miss Ben is in a good mood today, and I'll tell you a secret."

Zhuang Yating raised her eyebrows, her face was pleasant, and her mood was extremely good.