"Hey, are you eating?" Zhao Pu took the remaining half of the soup cake in his hand and sent it forward with a little surprise. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The poor scholar was obviously swallowing a little saliva, and his eyes were eager to mix with the remaining half bowl of soup cakes with little water.

"That stall has gone far just now, if you want to eat, I may be able to mix half a bowl with you." Zhao Pu pushed the soup cake bowl in his hand forward.

Under the washed and gray long-sleeved shirt, the poor scholar's face seemed to be a little shaken, his hands trembled slightly and stretched forward, and then he held up suddenly, and his palms suddenly retracted from mid-air.

"Don't!" The man was categorical, if it weren't for Zhao Pu's hand holding the soup cake retracted in time enough, I'm afraid that the poor sour Confucian student would have to be excited to stretch out his hands and knock over the big bowl containing the soup cake.

Seeing the other party's reaction so fiercely, Zhao Pu couldn't help but have some doubts in his eyes, "If you don't want it, don't want it, why are you so excited?" ”

I saw that the man stretched out his blackened palm from under the wide and loose cotton sleeves, and pointed at Zhao Pu viciously, "There were sages in ancient times, who starved to death and didn't eat the food that came to them, and now you are here to be kind again, if I eat your soup cakes, don't I seem to have a negative relationship with the sages?" ”

Looking at the neurotic appearance of the other party's righteous words, Zhao Pu rolled his eyes lightly, lowered his head and continued to drink the soup cake in the bowl.

The poor Confucian also hoped that Zhao Pu would move the soup cake in front of him again, even if it was to smell the fragrance, but this Zhao Pu didn't.

Confucian Sheng was a little disappointed, watching Zhao Pu eat the soup cake and then lick the soup in his mouth, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, I don't know why, in this hot summer, his body was even more cold.

Zhao Pu just put the coarse porcelain bowl aside, but the kite song brought the remaining small half bowl to Zhao Pu.

"Brother, I can't eat."

"What then? I'm already full, too. ”

Zhao Pu was afraid that Irise would be hungry all the way, so he naturally bought a big bowl of soup cakes for Iris, who knew that this little girl didn't look like a nonsense eater from Haisai, she was obviously in a hurry overnight, but she could only barely eat half a bowl, looking at Zhao Pu with a pitiful look.

"Brother, I really can't eat." Kite Ge looked at the hungry and shivering poor scholar on the side, and continued, "Brother, why don't you ...... Can I give this soup cake to someone else? ”

As if he hadn't seen the situation before, Kite Ge handed the remaining half bowl of soup cakes to the poor scholar.

"Hey, are you hungry? Is this good for you to eat? ”

Kite Ge may have something to do with being a spy, and since he was a child, his face has been cold and rarely smiling.

"Don't bother, he won't eat."

starving to death and not eating the food that comes to you is an iron rule of ancient scholars, but Zhao Pu doesn't know, which is more important, life or face?

If you lose your life, can you be a shroud with your face?

Even if they survive and learn to excel, when they come to the court of deceit, what should these sour Confucians who want to save face do?

Just when Zhao Pu shook his head helplessly for the pedantry of the ancients, Kite Ge looked at Zhao Pu indifferently.

"Brother, people have eaten."

"What?" Zhao Pu glanced sideways, and sure enough, he saw that behind Kite Ge, the poor scholar was taking a small half bowl of soup cakes and eating them happily.

"Thank you, girl." The soup cake noodles in his mouth hadn't been swallowed yet, and the scholar didn't care about the embarrassment, and thanked him while eating, "Girl, it's better for you to leave your name and eight characters today, and when I come to the future, I will definitely marry you when I have a reputation." ”

Iris looked at Zhao Pu blankly.

His eyes moved, but he saw that Zhao Pu also looked dazed.

"Hey, I said, ......" Zhao Pu couldn't wait to scold the scholar at this time, but he still held back and said angrily, "I gave you food just now, but you didn't eat it, and now she eats it for you, you just eat it again, what do you mean?" ”

"As a backbone reader, even if I starve to death, I will not eat the food that comes to me." With a righteous and awe-inspiring look, the scholar lowered his head and ate two mouthfuls of soup cakes, and after talking for a little longer, the soup cakes were a little lumpy in the bowl, and the poor scholar still chattered, "But what this girl gave me is different." ”

"The girl is kind to me, seeing that the girl is still young, please wait for me for a while, he day, I am the champion of high school, and I will definitely marry the girl to repay today's kindness."

Saying that, the poor scholar held the bowl and blessed his body.

Zhao Pu stopped in front of Iris Ge, looking the scholar up and down, with disbelief on his face.

"You said that if I give you food, it is the food that comes to you, and she gives you food, which is to make a promise?" Zhao Pu shook his head.

"Yes, the girl is affectionate and righteous, and it is naturally a blessing to be able to marry the girl."

"Affectionate and righteous?" Zhao Pu snorted coldly, "If this girl is affectionate and righteous today, but her face is ugly, would you still say this?" ”

The chopsticks that were pulling the bowl suddenly paused, but Zhao Pu continued.

"If the person who gave you food today was an old woman, would you agree to marry each other in the same way?"

Turned to look at the indifferent Kite Song.

"You're just taking a fancy to other people's looks."

The poor scholar also put down the dishes and chopsticks, got up and said loudly, "The girl is handsome, and her heart is so kind." ”

Looking at the poor scholar's obsessed look, Zhao Pu just stood aside with a smile.

To say that it is the kindness of the kite, it is purely blind.

Iris has had a set of ferocious killing skills since he was a child, and in the past ten years of life, he has all used his skills to kill people, whether it is a good person or a bad person.

The purpose of the kite song is only one - to live among the spies.

Now that this scholar has just taken a fancy to the heart of Kite Ge, Zhao Pu can only feel a chill behind him.

Men naturally prefer women's appearance, and scholars are the most serious paranoiac among them.

I always feel that if I read poetry and books, I will one day be a high-ranking official.

I always feel that if I am rich in poems, I can read countless women.

This is probably the most terrible joke in the perception of the ancients.

Several Confucian scholars queuing up beside him surrounded him, but the poor scholar was full of momentum.

"This girl is kind-hearted, so she will give me this soup cake, which is enough to prove that the girl has affection for me."

The corners of his cold eyes twitched slightly, and a hint of disgust flashed in Kite Ge's beautiful eyes.

"You sour Confucians, you prefer to talk about dreams." The words spit out from a pair of thin and cold red lips were like ice cubes.

Zhao Pu shook his head helplessly and said, "This Confucian student, I bought this soup cake for her, and I bought the soup cake I gave you before, there is no difference between the two, if it is really ......."

"Probably your heart." (To be continued.) )