As soon as Ding Song came in, he found a person standing next to An Qing.

He's a handsome guy!

This kid looks like a dark horse prince, very imposing, much better looking and handsome than himself.

Moreover, this guy and An Qing stood very close, and the two seemed to be whispering something.

Ding Song was jealous, gritted his teeth, and said in a low voice: "I actually met a fly......

Although the voice was small, Yan Qi could hear it clearly.

Paralyzed, what is high, isn't it the same outlet into dirt?

Actually scolded me for being a fly?

Since you don't follow the rules, don't blame Seventh Brother for disgusting you.

Yan Qi snatched the brush from An Qing's hand, leaned over, thrushed for An Qing, and said gently: "Sister Qing'er, I paint your thrush every day, okay?" ”

An Qing pursed her lips and smiled, her red lips were shallow, and she was extremely leisurely.

This time, Ding Song was going to be blown up by air.

He held roses and invited a group of talented women to come, just to express his love to An Qing.

Thinking that with his honorary identity as the dean of the Witty Words Study, as well as his talent and learning, coupled with some romantic poems, he would definitely be able to conquer An Qing and take it into his pocket, becoming his own forbidden body.

But unexpectedly, as soon as I came in, I saw this nasty fly giving An Qing a thrush.

This Nima is too kind, isn't it?

Ding Song's face turned red, and he walked towards Yan Qi with a fierce attitude, standing in front of Yan Qi, holding his head high and crossing his waist.

Yan Qi had already seen him, but he turned a blind eye, turned his butt against Ding Song, lowered his head and blew hot air in An Qing's ear, and whispered: "Sister Qing'er, do I draw beautifully?" ”

An Qing didn't expect Yan Qi to really do a fake play, so she actually stuck to her face and blew in her ear, and a warm breath poured into her ears, stimulating An Qing's heart to ripple and ripple.

She took a look in the mirror and said emotionally, "Would you like to paint my thrush every day?" ”

Yan Qi laughed: "Of course! I'm still willing to make a bed and fold a quilt for Qing'er. ”

Depend on!

Shameless!

Ding Song didn't expect this guy to be so shameless, waved his hand, and scolded loudly: "Who are you, you ...... it?"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Yan Qi suddenly turn around, grit at him, and said, "Borrow light!" ”

Ding Song was stunned: "Borrow light? What light was borrowed? ”

Suddenly, seeing Yan Qi waving his hand, the roses were snatched away by Yan Qi.

Ding Song is stupid!

Yan Qi held the roses, pushed them into An Qing's arms, and said gently: "This is the rose I gave you, do you like it?" ”

An Qing nodded happily: "I like it!" ”

Day!

Ding Song is going crazy.

Is there such a shameless person in the world?

Ding Song pointed at Yan Qi and shouted, "You actually robbed my roses......"

"What to rob or not, it's too ugly to speak."

Yan Qi took out ten taels of silver, smashed it into Ding Song's arms, and waved his hand very freely: "I bought your roses, but I didn't rob them." These roses are worth five taels at most, and I'll give you ten taels, generous, right? The remaining five taels will be regarded as your errand money, which is considered a tip. Haha, thank you for buying me flowers, next time I send flowers to Qing'er, I'll still look for you. ”

Ding Song hesitated: "You...... You...... This is the ...... I'm going to give away."

Yan Qi disagreed: "What are you, seeing that you are a scholar, you should understand the truth of giving roses to people and having fragrance in your hands, right?" There is also a saying: the beauty of a gentleman's adulthood! Today has become my beauty, and you are a gentleman. Haha, I gave you a chance to be a gentleman for nothing, aren't you happy? ”

Ding Songbi gestured: "I, that ......"

Yan Qiyang patted his hand on Ding Song's shoulder, shook Ding Song's shoulder, and said with a grin: "Oh, I understand, do you dislike not having enough tips?" Well, I'll give you another ten taels. ”

Ding Song had never seen such a brazen person.

robbed other people's flowers, and said it eloquently and justifiably.

It's like I'm a little bite!

But this man has a very good mouth, shameless enough, and cunning enough, and I have read poetry and books so much that I can't even defend him.

Ding Song's brain was buzzing, like a thunderbolt from the sky.

If it weren't for the estimation of his transcendent identity, he really wanted to punch and hit people.

The onlookers are all talented people, talented women, and some teachers.

They are all here to cheer for Ding Song, and by the way, witness how Ding Song is showing off. Sao, courting An Qing.

But where did I think that Ding Song was not only windy. was in a commotion, but was dumbfounded by others.

Now, everyone is curious, who is this tall, handsome, and handsome guy who paints thrushes for An Qing, who is sacred?

Ding Song was the most angry, he couldn't bear it anymore, slapped the fan in the palm of his hand, and asked, "Miss An Qing, who is this, so unreasonable?" ”

An Qing watched Ding Song eat deflated and wanted to laugh all the time.

She knew that Ding Song was also a person with a tongue like a knife, but this person loved to pretend to be elegant, and everywhere he seemed to be superior and different, and he didn't care about ordinary people.

But the more people who love to pretend, when they meet a 'layman' like Yan Qi, they will suffer a loss anyway, who made Brother Qi vulgar to the bones.

An Qing couldn't pretend not to see Ding Song anymore, got up, and said gently: "It turned out that Dean Ding was here, I just cared about the thrush, and I didn't pay attention to it, I was a little lazy and rude." ”

"Dean Ding, please take a seat, all the teachers and students, you can also sit down, come to me, you are welcome."

Ding Song snorted and swaggered to the top seat.

After all, he is also a man of self-cultivation and great wisdom.

A short break calmed his mood.

He looked at Yan Qi standing beside An Qing with an intimate expression, although he was so angry that he was angry, he still pretended to be calm.

If you are angry in front of everyone, won't you be ridiculed and not enough by talented people and talented women? Not knowledgeable enough?

Is it stupid to be the dean?

An Qing instructed the maid to serve tea to everyone.

Ding Song took a sip of tea, looking like an elder, pretending to be very magnificent, glanced at Yan Qi, and asked An Qing with a tail note: "Who is this?" ”

An Qing said: "This son's name is Yan Qi, he is my friend, Seventh Brother, this is Dean Ding, you two should get to know each other." ”

"Yan Qi?"

Ding Song shook his head disdainfully: "I haven't heard of it." Can Yan Gongzi succeed in studying? Is it a showman, or a lift? If it is a lifter, is it a class A or a second class? Or if you are successful in your studies, where do you go to high school, is it Xicheng College or Jinling Academy? ”

Yan Qi smiled: "As for me, I haven't read a book, let alone teaching, and I don't know a few big characters." My identity is just a small family member in the Lin Mansion, and Dean Ding is a high-ranking scholar, how could Dean Ding have heard my name. ”

Ding Song looked at Yan Qi, stunned for a moment, and suddenly stood up, put his hands behind his back, and laughed sarcastically: "I said why didn't I listen to your name, it turns out that you are the little family member of the Lin family." Haha, funny, really funny. ”

The onlookers were all talented and talented women, or learned teachers, and they were also laughed at by Yan Qi's identity.

A group of people, laughing very happily.