"Ah Tao, I'm sorry, I'll go to the thatched house first, you guys talk first." As soon as he entered the door, Yang Tongshu found an excuse to leave, and took away a few people from Jian Lan'er.

Only Yang Chenhong and Le Zitao were left in the room, relatively silent.

Of course, Le Zitao wanted to explain a few words, but Yang Chenhong sat motionless, looking like he was not approached, which made Le Zitao swallow all the words he wanted to open his mouth several times.

"Congratulations." Just when Le Zitao was digging into his heart and lungs to break the silence, Yang Chenhong finally spoke, his voice was low, and he couldn't hear any emotion.

"Congratulations? What do I like? Le Zitao looked at Yang Chenhong in surprise and frowned, and suddenly, she thought of it, did he really misunderstand? Thinking of this, she hurriedly explained, "You misunderstood, I really have nothing to do with Ajiang, it's Fang Zheng and him......"

"I mean your tofu business." Yang Chenhong interrupted her, finally raised his hand and pulled down the veil, and said lightly, "How about you and Ajiang, it's your business, you don't have to tell me, I just hope that when the wedding wine is held next year, don't forget to tell me, and I can send someone to congratulate me." ”

Listen to that...... It's so sour.

Le Zitao raised his eyes and looked at him.

Yang Chenhong was uncomfortable with her and turned his head away.

Le Zitao was already very sure that Yang Chenhong had listened to the conversation just now, and there was a real misunderstanding, he should also like her, but he didn't dare to say it, so ......

"What are you looking at?" Yang Chenhong waited for a long time and didn't see Le Zitao speak again, so he couldn't help but raise his eyes and look at her, and asked unhappily.

"You drank vinegar at home before you came out?" Le Zitao couldn't help but smile, his words plainly alleviated her previous helpless mood, but made her have a hint of teasing him.

"Who drinks vinegar...... yes, I'm just jealous, how's that? Yang Chenhong reacted immediately, his face flushed, but he didn't avoid Le Zitao's gaze, and said lightly, "What else can I do besides being jealous?" You said. ”

"What can't be done?" Le Zitao frowned, this is not like what Yang Chenhong would say, what happened to him?

"What can I do?" Yang Chenhong had a self-deprecating smile on his lips, "What he can do, I can't do, what he can give, I can't give ......"

Le Zitao's heart jumped violently, is he finally going to confess? She wanted to ask, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she blurted out something different: "What do you mean?" ”

Yang Chenhong looked at her steadily, his gaze seemed to engrave her in the bottom of his heart, focused and deep.

"You ......" Le Zitao's heart gradually sank, what is he going to do?

"Tomorrow, you won't use it." After a long time, Yang Chenhong said lightly, "In the future...... Okay, right? ”

"Huh?" Le Zitao was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he meant.

"It's time for me to go back." Yang Chenhong lowered his eyes, put on the veil again, and slowly walked to the door and opened the door.

Outside the door, Yang Tongshu and Dong Yu were talking about something, when they saw the door suddenly open, they turned to look at them in unison.

"Tongshu, I'm a little tired, let's go back." Yang Chenhong regained his delicate voice in front of outsiders.

"Wait a minute, what do you just mean?" Le Zitao only came back to his senses at this time, a trace of anger grew in the bottom of his heart, and gradually churned, every time, just when she could calm down, he appeared, over and over again, now, what does he mean? Is it fun to play her?

Yang Chenhong had already walked out of the house and went straight to the stairs.