Chapter Seventy-Three: The Little Scholar of the Poor Door 36

Lingxi looked at people much more generously, she just wanted to see how the people she chose, so she kept looking at them.

Everyone who watched it was embarrassed, but Lingxi didn't feel it, she felt that the first one was a little timid, and this character was not very good.

Lingxi felt that she was observing, but her impression of her was lowered.

Then she looked at the second one, this girl was generous and decent, but... Lingxi felt that she was a little fatter... Dot!

At that time, it really didn't look at the portrait, but when he saw the real person, Lingxi had to be happy, fortunately, it was good-looking.

I don't know, if I can reduce it, if I can, it's still good.

There is a third one, this woman is a little strong, Lingxi is a little worried about whether Mo Shurong can get along with her.

Then Lingxi met the second and third alone, and Lingxi also talked to them and drank tea.

By the way, their reactions.

Everyone is not stupid, suddenly holding a flower-viewing banquet, there must be something, I called them alone, I should fancy them, I just don't know... Who is it?

I thought about the age of the two sons of the night family again, and felt that the possibility of the second son was higher.

Then they thought about the appearance of the second son, but found that they couldn't remember it clearly.

"Miss Zhou's physique is very healthy." Lingxi still wanted to ask this person first if she had thought about losing weight, if she was not happy, she would not be reluctant.

"That's right, my grandmother said that this is good, and it is not easy to get sick."

Lingxi didn't ask any more, it seemed that it wouldn't be reduced, because she thought it was good.

Lingxi looked at the other Miss Qian, Miss Qian was different from Miss Zhou, she understood Lingxi's purpose.

So when Lingxi looked over, she smiled slightly.

Lingxi: ......

It seems that the other party knows his purpose, and in general, this Miss Qian is still good.

Then Lingxi asked the maid to go down and secretly brought Mo Shurong over to see what he thought of him.

Lingxi deliberately made a screen in the back, and used a special method to make the outside scene clear inside, but the outside couldn't see the inside.

Mo Shurong didn't expect Lingxi to choose so quickly, although he knew it early on, he was still not very happy.

Mo Shurong came to the back of the screen and saw two women, one was eating, and the other was chatting with Lingxi.

Mo Shurong looked at it, it wasn't very special, and he didn't know what Lingxi liked about her.

He didn't look very seriously, but looking at it, he turned his gaze to Lingxi, or his Lingling looked comfortable.

His spirit?

Mo Shurong silently recited these words in his heart, and felt more and more good.

The maid didn't know why Childe smiled when she looked at it, but she thought, maybe Childe was also very satisfied with this Miss Qian.

Lingxi almost let the two of them go back, and the flower-viewing banquet was almost over.

Because some people really love flowers, and Lingxi did get a few good pots of flowers.

Lingxi called the maid and asked her what Mo Shurong's expression was just now.

The maid told her guess, and she said that Mo Shurong was quite happy.

When Lingxi heard this, she was a little unhappy, didn't she say that she liked her a few days ago, why did she fall in love with others now.

Although that person was chosen by her, can she not become so fast?

But Lingxi just complained, and then didn't think about anything else.

In that case, let's find a chance to talk to him.

It's time for her to have afternoon tea, and she doesn't know what the kitchen has prepared today.

But when Lingxi came to the kitchen, he didn't get a snack.

The people in the kitchen said that there was no today, because the young master was not available.

Lingxi looked confused, what do you mean?

"Miss Lingxi, those things were prepared by the young master." Said the man in the kitchen.

"Mo Shurong?" Lingxi asked uncertainly.

The people in the kitchen nodded, indicating that it was him, and they didn't quite understand why Mo Shurong was doing this.

Lingxi didn't ask any more, and on the way back, Lingxi happened to bump into Mo Shurong.

Lingxi thought that it was the small snack he prepared, and now he didn't know how to face him, so he wanted to bypass him and leave.

When Lingxi walked past Mo Shurong, Mo Shurong suddenly said, "In the future, these little snacks will be other girls, and you won't have them." ”

Lingxi stopped and glanced at Mo Shu sideways, "What, if you marry a wife, you won't honor your father?" ”

Mo Shurong: "......"

He didn't expect Lingxi to block him with this.

"But others don't know, they just think, I'm a little nice to your sister."

As soon as Lingxi was about to refute, Mo Shurong continued, "So in order to avoid suspicion, I can't give you the snacks I make in the future, and I have to make them for others, and I can't be good to you, but to be good to others, think about it, you have raised me for so long, and in the end you are making wedding dresses for her." ”

Lingxi did feel a little lost, but, "I originally planned to do the same, raise you and then marry you and have children, you can live for a long time." ”

Lingxi didn't know if Mo Shu just wanted her to be uncomfortable, so in order not to feel uncomfortable, she decided to go first.

"Lingxi."

Lingxi walked faster, and in the blink of an eye, the person was gone.

Mo Shurong stood in place, he didn't expect that Lingxi was thinking like this, she was obviously not satisfied, she was obviously unhappy, why did she have to introduce him, why couldn't she accept him.

Ye Wuxue came from behind and patted Mo Shurong on the shoulder, "You... Alas! ”

Ye Wuxue wanted to comfort Mo Shurong, but he suddenly found that he had nothing to say.

Because he could see that Lingxi didn't have that kind of affection for Mo Shurong, even if she was dissatisfied, she was just used to Mo Shurong being good to her, and she felt a little lost.

Mo Shurong originally thought that the eldest brother came over to comfort him or encourage him, but he actually sighed.

Isn't this a blow to his self-confidence?

But soon, Mo Shurong received even worse news, and Lingxi left.

She left a letter for Ye Wuxue, telling him that Miss Qian was good and could be set for Mo Shurong and her.

Then he asked him to persuade Mo Shurong not to drill the horns, she went out to play, don't look for her.

When Mo Shurong saw the content of the letter, he was very angry, he wanted to tear the letter up, but he thought that it was written by Lingxi, so he finally held back.

An unknown hillside, where Lingxi built a small dilapidated house, eating and playing every day. Lingluo looked at her for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking.

"Master, why are you leaving?"

Lingxi sighed, "If I don't leave, how will I tell him." Lingxi stopped pulling the earthworms on the ground, threw the stick, sat by the small river on the side, and put his feet in it to swing.