Between Shangguan's round eyes and light flowing, Mencius Xun's heart was beating faster several times, and his face was red and his ears were red.

Regarding Shangguan Yuanyuan's explanation of what he said, he only saw her moist lips open and close, and her voice was tactful, but as for the content of what she said, he didn't listen to a word.

"Brother Zixun? Are you feeling unwell? Shangguan Yuanyuan reached over and tried to probe Mencius's body temperature.

Before her hand touched Mencius, she saw that Mencius Xun seemed to be greatly stimulated, and bounced up, "No, no need, I'm fine, Qishao, do you have anything else?" ”

"I dare to talk to you just now, and you didn't listen to you absent-mindedly?" Shangguan Yuanyuan shook his head helplessly.

Unexpectedly, her small action of tilting her head, in Mencius's opinion, was almost fatal.

Mencius coughed and couldn't look at her directly, "I, I'm really unwell, seven young, out of company." ”

Looking at the figure of Mencius leaving in a hurry, Shangguan Yuanyuan thought, since he was unwell, he should ask him about some things next time.

Song asked at this hour, it should be in the West Wing.

Shangguan Yuanyuan decided to go and see how Song asked the kid how he was prepared.

Walking to the door, the window was half open, and Shangguan Yuanyuan didn't go in before he saw Song Wen who was studying calligraphy seriously through the window.

Song Wen's handwriting is very good, put in the modern kind of calligraphy, proper calligraphy everyone's level.

I don't know if her old mother's gaze is too explicit, Song Wen glanced out the window, and the moment he saw that it was her, the brush in Song Wen's hand suddenly detached from his fingers.

"Oops! It's a pity for the word! ”

Seeing that there were many words written because of this, a large piece of ink was blurred, Shangguan Yuanyuan walked in, and said apologetically: "I bothered you." ”

Song Wen didn't react, looking at her sudden appearance, as if her soul had been drained. Zero Long Literature Network

"Excuse me? Are you also unwell like Brother Zixun? Shangguan Yuanyuan felt that these two people were weird.

Song asked for a while before finding his voice, and he stumbled even more when he spoke, "Brother Seven, I'm fine." ”

"Don't be nervous, I haven't been here for a few days, and I came today just to see how you are preparing for the autumn." Shangguan Yuanyuan stumbled when he heard him, and thought that he was not comfortable with his sudden arrival.

I thought to myself, I'm not strict with him, right?

Why did you scare the child like this?

Shangguan Yuanyuan's annoyed little expression looked particularly beautiful on that face, Song Wen looked at her face, and a word popped up in his mind: Yan Ruyu.

There is a golden house in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book, and Yan Ruyu's words are ...... Be like Brother Seven, right?

I don't know if it's because I haven't seen him for some days, Seventh Brother's appearance ......

How did it become so ...... Beauty.

When Song Wen realized that he was unable to calm down Shangguan Yuanyuan's beauty, he restrained himself and admonished himself in his heart: "No matter how beautiful the seventh brother is, he is also your brother, don't be delusional, the seventh brother already has a favorite person, that ...... Fourth Master. ”

Thinking of the fourth master and the seventh brother, although the fourth master is a person, he gives people a kind of aura that is difficult to get along with, but also gloomy and strong.

But the appearance of the fourth master is really superior, and he is a perfect match for the seventh brother......

Mencius was not normal, and Song Wen was inexplicable.

Shangguan Yuanyuan patted Song Wen's shoulder suspiciously, "Xiao Q?" Even you are so absent-minded, and you say it's okay, tell me, is that Liu Yi's villain making trouble for you again? Don't be afraid, I'll have your back! ”

Song Wen shook his head hurriedly, while letting himself stop thinking in his heart.

While explaining to Shangguan Yuanyuan in a hesitant manner: "Seventh brother, no, I just haven't seen you for a long time, and you suddenly appeared, I'm too happy." ”