Song Jingxian came to Zhaoyang Courtyard early the next morning to look for Song Zhao.

At that time, Song Zhao had just finished a few laps, and his snow-white face was sweaty, quite a bit of the vigor of the past.

He saw the god of time for a few breaths, and then said softly, "You wash up and go out with me." ”

"Where are you going?"

Song Zhao wiped his face with a handkerchief soaked in rose juice, and his tone was lukewarm.

Song Jingxian was a little uneasy, but he didn't show it, and said lightly, "Take you out to eat." ”

Song Zhao blinked strangely.

Gathering her mind, she unceremoniously refused, "I want to have dinner with my grandmother." ”

Song frowned in envy.

He has taken the initiative to show favor one after another, but the little sister does not give face at all, and does not approach him at all.

What the hell does she mean?

"In the past three years, when I was born, you haven't had a meal with me once, do you think it's appropriate?" Song Jingxian's eyes were gloomy, and he said unkindly.

Song Zhao pursed his lips.

Those three years were the three years that she was most painful and did not want to recall.

She was tired of arguing with Song Jingxian, so she nodded silently.

Song Zhao went to the ear room to bathe himself, changed into a Su embroidered Yuehua brocade shirt, and went out of the house with Song Jingxian.

When getting into the carriage, Song Jingxian stepped in first, and then habitually stretched out his hand to his sister to pull her up.

Song Zhao lowered his eyebrows, avoided his hand, and kicked his legs up on his own.

Song was shocked and envied, and his knotted fingers froze in mid-air.

He looked up at the carriage.

Song Zhao turned to him sideways, looking out of the bead curtain as if nothing had happened.

It's still that well-behaved, quiet.

No matter how dull she is, she understands that her little sister is determined to be separated from him.

Speechless all the way.

The carriage took the brother and sister to a famous restaurant in the capital.

Song Zhao followed Song Jingxian to the restaurant box, pushed open the door, and saw Xia Qingyao greet him.

Song Zhao stood at the door and didn't move.

Her expression was clearly defiant.

She said that how could the eldest brother take her to dinner, it turned out to be for Xia Qingyao......

Song Jingxian explained, "Little sister, Yaoyao wants to apologize to you personally, you were so good in the past, you shouldn't be so rusty, and you should continue to be good sisters in the future." ”

Xia Qingyao saluted Song Zhao obediently, and said timidly, "Second Miss Song, all the mistakes are Yaoyao's fault, which makes Second Miss Song unhappy."

Yaoyao has been thinking about her past relationship with Song Er Girl recently, but she is really reluctant, let's reconcile, right? ”

As he spoke, he said to Song as if he was coquettish, "Brother Shizi, thank you for helping me invite Second Miss Song over, so that I can be honest with Second Miss Song." ”

Song was envious, "If you can reconcile as before, I can rest assured." ”

The two of you say a word to me, as if they are good brothers and sisters.

The hallways are full of people.

Song Zhao didn't want to be laughed at by outsiders, so he went in and sat down with a cold face.

Xia Qingyao was secretly happy, no matter how arrogant Ren Song Zhao was, didn't she have to listen to her brother and give her some face?

As long as she says a few more sweet words, I believe that she will soon be able to coax this straw bale to let her take what she wants.

Xia Qingyao had the intention of getting close to Song Zhao, and happily sat down beside Song Zhao.

Song Zhao suddenly opened his mouth and said, "What is your identity?" Get away from me. ”

Xia Qingyao, "......"

Unexpectedly, Song Zhao embarrassed her when he spoke, and her pretty face suddenly turned red.

She looked at Song in surprise helplessly, and her embarrassed appearance was extremely pitiful.

Song Jingxian frowned, "Little sister, don't be rude." Yaoyao is here to make peace with you today, if you have any dissatisfaction, you can raise it and solve it. ”

Song Zhao raised his eyebrows.

She picked up a piece of flower cake and ate it.

The movement was unhurried, and he smiled lightly, "I was dissatisfied when I saw her, you let her go." ”