Chapter Twenty-Six: Call the Voices to Listen
Lan Xiaoyi slapped forward without saying a word, Song Ziyu deftly dodged sideways, closed the folding fan neatly with his backhand, and said, "Miss Lan, don't be excited!" β
Lan Xiaoyi took two steps forward and clenched his fist with one hand and continued to swing forward, it seemed that Song Ziyu couldn't dodge and didn't plan to dodge, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, his palm tightly hugged Lan Xiaoyi's fist, and as soon as he said: "Miss Lan......" Lan Xiaoyi waved his other hand fiercely. Song Ziyu, the www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun" Pavilion, hadn't had time to finish speaking, seeing this situation, he hurriedly pulled Lan Xiaoyi's fist and took two steps back, Lan Xiaoyi's center of gravity was unstable, and he staggered forward.
Lan Xiaoyi also wanted to take two steps forward to adjust his center of gravity, but who wanted Song Ziyu to run or hide, Lan Xiaoyi fell firmly into his arms.
Song Ziyu took this opportunity to hug Lan Xiaoyi's slender and soft waist, and said with a smile: "What else can this embrace be if it's not love?" As soon as the words fell, he was slapped firmly in the face.
Song Ziyu was extremely surprised, Lan Xiaoyi took the opportunity to twist his arm, laughed weirdly, and asked sharply, "Oh? Do you have what it takes to say it again? β
Song Ziyu was stunned for a while, suddenly laughed loudly, and with just a slight movement of his arm, Lan Xiaoyi felt a huge repulsive force, his palm was released, and the whole person took a few steps back.
Song Ziyu touched his cheek and said with a smile: "I can't let my father and mother see this, otherwise I will definitely ask you to clean the toilet for ten days." β
Lan Xiaoyi stayed beside him, frowning slightly, carefully recalling the huge power he had just felt, and suddenly pointed at Song Ziyu and said, "Do you have internal strength?" β
Song Ziyu's smile froze, this little girl directly skipped the big thing of slapping herself just now, and instead focused on her internal strength? Her focus is really extraordinary. Song Ziyu had no choice but to say, "What? What's so strange about this? β
Lan Xiaoyi withdrew his arm, walked in front of Song Ziyu in three or two steps, clasped his hands into fists, bowed respectfully, and said, "Song Gongzi, I shouldn't have beaten you just now." So, teach me how to cultivate internal strength. She looked up, and her big watery eyes flickered, and she couldn't bear to refuse.
"Huh?" The folding fan in Song Ziyu's hand almost fell to the ground, and he said, "What's so good about girls learning this?" β
Lan Xiaoyi suddenly acted cutely, so he repeated his skills, pulled up Song Ziyu's sleeve and shook it from side to side: "Song Gongzi, Brother Song, you don't care about girls or not, teach me, teach me." β
Heh, Lan Xiaoyi himself felt that his face was thicker than the foot of the city wall. However, the scumbag never understands how eager a scholar like her, who has a strong desire for knowledge, is eager to penetrate in front of the boundless sea of learning.
What about apologizing and selling cuteness? What about a low voice?
"Sending Dongyang Horses to Life" doesn't all say that "the first Da Delong Wangzun, the disciples fill their rooms, and they have not tasted a little resignation." Yu stood left and right, doubting the reasoning, leaning over and leaning in to please; or when he encounters his aggressiveness, the more respectful he is, the more polite he is, and he does not dare to reply with a word; If you are happy, you will be pleased. Therefore, although Yu is stupid, he has heard of it. β
Besides, Song Ziyu is not so harsh, and she Lan Xiaoyi is not stupid.
However, she guessed the back correctly, but she couldn't guess the front. Although Song Ziyu didn't seem to be so harsh, he was surprisingly shameless.
His face returned to his old ruffianism, and he opened the folding fan, fanning out a burst of hot air, and he said, "Yes." β
"Really?" Lan Xiaoyi almost jumped up and hugged him for three or five turns.
Song Ziyu kept a ruffian and evil smile, hummed, raised his eyebrows, and continued: "Call Xianggong to listen first." β
Lan Xiaoyi's face changed suddenly, her face was full of surprise, and there were only two words in bold capital and a question mark on the door of her head: Excuseme?
"Then forget it," Song Ziyu Nunu said, "Since you don't want to." β
Lan Xiaoyi hesitated for a long time, and three words popped out of his mouth: Mu ...... Eye...... Public......
"What? You can't split the words......" Song Ziyu deliberately tilted his head sideways and stretched out his ears, looking like he was under-kicking and under-beaten.
"You are a big-headed ghost, it's so rare for you to be an old lady, your broken internal strength, can't you learn it!" Lan Xiaoyi angrily spat out a long list of unpunctuated words and then turned around angrily, leaving only a round back of his head and a slender back.
Being cheeky doesn't mean that you don't have dignity, and it doesn't mean that you can be made fun of at will. As an advanced woman in the 21st century with a deep-rooted idea of equality between men and women, Song Ziyu's jokes about showing her character have indeed become disrespectful words for women in her eyes.
In this misunderstanding, after thousands of years, based on the fact that the two do not know each other, Lan Xiaoyi naturally put the hat of discrimination against women in the feudal slave society to Song Ziyu's head.
Of course, Song Ziyu didn't realize the seriousness of the problem, and still sighed: "You can't say this in front of my father and mother, otherwise they will definitely ask you to sweep the five-day thatched house." β
Song Ziyu saw that Lan Xiaoyi didn't reply, he still stood in front of him, trembling slightly with anger, he leaned his head but couldn't see her face clearly, only then did he realize that his joke was inappropriate, so he lowered his body and said, "Okay, okay, I'll teach you how to when you pass the door?" β
Lan Xiaoyi shook his head, didn't say a word, only snorted, and strode out of the door. Only Song Ziyu was left alone in the embarrassing air.
"Hey, Lan Xiaoyi, why did you leave?" Song Ziyu felt inexplicable, thinking that in this world, he could coax people so quietly, except for his mother, only she Lan Xiaoyi could enjoy this privilege, she didn't feel honored but said that she would turn her face? With such a bad temper, I only have three months to lose, otherwise I will die of depression.
Song Ziyu screamed for a long time, followed Lan Xiaoyi all the way through the winding paths, and through the flowers, he finally shouted: "Lan Xiaoyi! Why don't you speak! β
Lan Xiaoyi stopped.
She turned her face, and there were no dark clouds, only a spring breeze on her face.
Song Ziyu froze instantly, he remembered a poem, what is it called? The peach blossoms on the human face are red?
Song Ziyu stammered and asked, "Why did you leave without saying a word?" β
Lan Xiaoyi said: "Really? I wasn't in a good mood just now, and I didn't want to pay attention to you. But now that I'm in a better mood all of a sudden, I can say whatever you want. β
Song Ziyu looked at her smiling face, and really wondered if Lan Xiaoyi was not human, it was really the first time he had seen such a strange personality. But he suppressed all the doubts, and just smiled: "It's nothing, I just want to ask you, do you have time to listen to me talk about the following plans now?" β
Lan Xiaoyi smiled: "Yes." β
Her temper has always come and gone quickly, just like the most common storm in summer, Lan Xiaoyi knows this, there is a rainbow after the rain, and she is the same, she is in a particularly good mood after losing her temper.
Besides, after thinking about it carefully, in this era, it is indeed a bit impossible for a rich boy with such a prominent status to speak to him in a low voice, but Song Ziyu did it. What does this mean? This shows that there is no obscene heart hidden under a handsome face!
What's wrong? What's wrong with her being Yan Gou?
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I fainted == changed the password, no wonder...... Well, the computer can finally connect to WiFi~~~
When will the editor be able to give me a recommendation...... Click is miserable...... The collection deceived by the red envelope is also being brushed off......
Oh, forget it, I'd better study hard and read more ==