On the eighth day of the lunar month, the weather is fine.

Yun Ting was reading at the desk in the study.

Qin Nanfeng opened the curtain and walked in with a smile.

Yun Ting heard footsteps and looked up at him: "What's the matter?" It's all over the years, and you can't do anything at all? ”

Qin Nanfeng walked over to him and sat down, and said with a smile: "Isn't it that your father doesn't start classes either, and I don't have a place to go if I want to study." ”

Yun Ting looked at him funny: "What? Your grandfather's house didn't have a study? ”

"Yes, yes." Qin Nanfeng boredly picked up the ink ingot and stirred it back and forth in the inkstone: "But it's too boring to read alone, how can I be like you, I can calm down." ”

"What? Still looking for a few companions to accompany you? Put Yun Ting down the book and stretched out his hand to stop him: "Don't get my ink ingot, your ink grinding is too coarse to use." ”

"Oops." Qin Nanfeng dropped the ink ingot: "Isn't this ink all the same, what's the difference?" ”

"That's a big difference." Pick up the ink ingot like a treasure in Yunting's heart and liver, and grind it carefully: "By the way, when you leave, remember to take the incense away." ”

"Xiao Jiu made incense?" Qin Nanfeng's eyes lit up, and he stood up: "Quickly show it to me." ”

"Wait a minute." Keep Yun Ting's hands in his hands.

"You get it for me first, and then grind it later." Qin Nanfeng hurriedly went to grab the ink ingot again.

Pushed Yun Ting away from his hand, with a helpless expression: "At the northernmost part of the bookshelf inside, you go and get it yourself, remember to only take one piece, and the other piece is mine." ”

Qin Nanfeng went happily, and came out of it with a breath, holding the piece of incense in his hand, he had already taken the oil paper outside, put it under the tip of his nose and kept sniffing.

Yun Ting glanced back at him: "Didn't you love these things since you were a child?" Why does it still smell endless? ”

"I like this smell." Qin Nanfeng smiled and stuffed the piece of incense into his arms.

"Wrap that oil paper in it." put Yan Huan down the ink ingot: "Otherwise, it will be rubbed on the clothes." ”

"Oh." Qin Nanfeng wrapped the piece of incense in oiled paper again, then carefully put it in his arms, and walked back to the chair and sat down.

Yan Huan picked up the book and said, "If you think that reading at home is boring, then read with me here, and go inside to get the book by yourself." ”

Qin Nanfeng glanced at him, sitting there without moving.

"Shall I talk to you?" Yan Huan raised his eyebrows.

Qin Nanfeng lay on the table and looked at him: "What about Xiao Jiu?" Why haven't you seen her now? ”

"Then I knew you weren't here to study." looked through Yun Ting's appearance: "I'm studying in the study, she won't come to bother me if she has nothing to do, you die of this heart, she won't come today." ”

Qin Nanfeng lowered his eyes and muttered, "If she doesn't come, won't you ask Jin Buchang to call her to come?" ”

"Qin Nanfeng." Yun Ting's face was straight: "You persuaded your father?" If your father nods, I will go and call her. ”

Qin Nanfeng pursed his lips: "I just wanted to talk to her for a while, and I didn't want to be around." ”

"Then you don't tell me, I'll tell you." Turning the page of the book.

"I'll have to tell her about it myself." Qin Nanfeng sat up straight and said seriously.

Yun Ting snorted lightly: "Don't think about it." ”

Qin Nanfeng held his chin in both hands and looked at him: "Tsk, Jiuxiao, do you guess which one I will see on the road today?" ”

"Which one?" Yun Ting knew that he would not have much good to say, but he couldn't help but ask in passing.

"I saw Xia An, he also exchanged a few words with me, I asked him how his sister is doing recently, and he said that with you taking care of her, she is much better now......" Qin Nanfeng said deliberately in a colorful voice.

"Qin Nanfeng!" Yun Ting gritted his teeth as he gritted his teeth as he held the book tightly.

"Huh? Jiuxiao, you said that now it's just like this, her body has improved, if the two of you really get married in the future, then won't she have to heal without medicine? Qin Nanfeng made a thoughtful look: "In this way, I still have to congratulate you first, little brother......

The two ears that Yun Ting called him quietly reddened, and he shouted outside: "Jin Buchang, go and call the ninth girl, just say that I have something to do with her." ”

Jin Buchang agreed outside.

Qin Nanfeng didn't speak anymore, just looked at Yun Ting and laughed.

He glared at him fiercely, picked up the book, and stopped looking at him.

Qin Nanfeng picked up his ink ingot again, and said with a flattering smile: "Jiuxiao, don't be angry, read the book carefully, I'll sharpen the ink for you." ”

Yun Ting hurriedly dropped the book and got up to grab it: "Don't move......

"I'll grind." Qin Nanfeng pushed his hand away, and he sharpened the ink like a decent.

glanced at Yun Ting twice, a little surprised: "So you can grind ink?" ”

"What's so hard about that?" Qin Nanfeng smiled at him.

Yun Ting sighed and sat down helplessly, this guy is a spicy man, there is really no way to take him.

Qin Nanfeng sat across him, grinding ink and pursing his lips and smiling.

Yun Jiao didn't take a long time to come.

Entering the house, he pulled off his cloak and put it on the chair on the side, and when he saw Qin Nanfeng, he didn't feel much surprised, and said, "It's cold outside, brother, you called me for something?" ”

"He has something to say to you." Yun Ting glanced at Qin Nanfeng.

Qin Nanfeng put down the ink ingot in his hand: "It's okay, it's enough today." ”

"What?" Yun Jiao looked at him.

Qin Nanfeng looked at Pu Jia and Huang Ju: "You two go out and wait first." ”

"Yes." Pu Jia and Huang Ju saluted in unison, and both withdrew.

Yun Jiao sat down on the chair and tightened the soup woman in her hand: "It's time to talk about it now, right?" ”

Qin Nanfeng also sat down, leaned the stool towards her, and glanced at Yunting again.

Although Yun Ting's eyes were fixed on the book, his ears were pricked up.

Listening to Qin Nanfeng, he lowered his voice and said, "Xiao Jiu, guess which one I met in the market today." ”

Yun Ting snorted lightly, and it was this sentence again.

Qin Nanfeng ignored him, just stared at Yun Jiao.

"Which one?" Yun Jiao looked at him curiously.

"I saw Luo Zaiyang." Qin Nanfeng said mysteriously.

"So what?" Yun Jiao didn't understand what was so strange about this, and looked at him puzzled.

"You can't guess who he's with." Qin Nanfeng smiled proudly.

"Which one?" Yun Jiao naturally aroused his curiosity.

"A woman, you also recognize, quite familiar." Qin Nanfeng said with a smile again.

"Which one exactly?" Yun Jiao frowned, making his heart itch.

"You want to hear it?" Qin Nanfeng looked at her with a smile.

"Naturally, I want to hear it, but you should say it quickly!" Yun Jiao urged him anxiously.

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