I'm sorry again!

Fu Zhenyu thought of Yuan Zizhou, while shouting "I don't want to be sorry", he struggled to get up, and finally fell back weakly.

Cang Zijian probed her forehead, and the warmth under his fingers made him a little dazed. After a moment's hesitation, he leaned down and, with great restraint, lightly touched the forehead of the man in his arms with his own forehead.

After making sure that Fu Zhenyu did not have a fever, Cang Zijian quickly got up, changed his hug to help, and picked up the fallen umbrella with his other hand.

The brothers and sisters supported them like this, walking in the rain.

didn't go far, he wasn't used to Fu Zhenyu's silence, and he didn't like to see her so depressed, so Cang Zijian took the initiative to ask: "Don't be sorry, what do you want?" As long as you say, even if it's a star or moon, I can't pick it off, and I can draw one with you. ”

Fu Zhenyu suddenly stopped, looked at Cang Zijian suspiciously, and stretched out his hand again. Cangzijian, who had been prepared, turned his head sideways and avoided the Rouyi. Immediately, he thought that he was half-supporting and half-hugging people now, and it was already extremely unruly, so he sent his face back.

His movements were too fast, and Fu Zhenyu didn't notice this subtle change.

Fu Zhenyu didn't want to touch it this time, but to pinch it, she saw if the senior brother in front of her was disguised. She pinched it, but she couldn't tell whether it was true or not, so she smiled and said in a very affirmative tone: "You are not my senior brother!" My eldest brother would have stopped bullying me a long time ago, let alone spoiled me so much. He is so fierce, that is, I specially made a table of delicious food for him, and he didn't laugh, the most hateful. ”

Complaining openly in front of you, three small mistakes will be exaggerated into twelve points of hatefulness, and he will always be so angry that he will pinch people - this is his little sister, Cangzi couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, and said helplessly and dotingly: "Nonsense again." ”

The smiling face that appeared by chance was much more demonic than Yuan Zizhou in the rain, but unfortunately no one saw it, even he himself did not notice it.

The big black umbrella of the tarpaulin covered the heavy rain, the people beside him blocked the cold wind, and there were bursts of warmth, Fu Zhenyu's mood and reason slowly recovered. Holding on to his stiff body, it shows that the senior brother is embarrassed by himself at the critical moment, and he will not ignore himself. Realizing this, Fu Zhenyu stopped and asked Cang Zijian with his head high: "Senior brother, what do I want, can I take it seriously?" ”

"Within my means."

Cang Zijian made up a proviso very wittily, but it still didn't work. Although the rain was loud, he still clearly heard Fu Zhenyu's request-Senior Brother, I want to be a master, a master of the teacher brothers. I want my brothers to work together with me to turn Nanhu Qixiu into Nanhu Qijinshi.

Cangzijian stumbled under his feet and fell to the rainy road.

Before falling into the water, I still remember to make a back for Fu Zhenyu.

"Hahaha......"

Looking at Fu Zhenyu, who was lying on top of him and laughing wildly, Cang Zijian suddenly felt that if he could make her so happy, he would compromise himself...... Well, it's not impossible to compromise in a different way.

After laughing, Fu Zhenyu gradually recovered his spirits.

She was not physically exhausted, but mentally traumatized and collapsed in the rain. At this time, I thought about it, and my strength gradually recovered. It's just that he thinks it's funny to keep stiffening his body and supporting his Cangzijian, so he maliciously doesn't tell him the truth and makes him continue to be uncomfortable.

Who let him read and didn't get home?

Men and women do not kiss, and etiquette is also; Sister-in-law to help, the right also.

Lu Yutong was in charge, and Cang Zijian instructed him: "Go buy two sets of clothes and bring them back for food." ”

The shopkeeper was silent for a moment and did as he said. By the time he brought back two sets of clothes, a man and a woman, Fu Zhenyu had already poured a big bowl of spicy ginger soup, which was so spicy that he was sweating. Seeing that Cang Zijian looked at the women's clothes dissatisfied, the shopkeeper Tong glanced at Fu Zhenyu, who was wet, and explained: "Qijia Buzhuang does not have the clothes that fit the owner, I am afraid that the owner will get sick after wearing the wet clothes for too long, so I hurriedly bought them back." ”

It's really not appropriate to rebuy it now. Cang Zijian took the clothes, looked at them with great disgust, and then threw the clothes to Fu Zhenyu. The moment he opened his clothes, Fu Zhenyu smiled.

The design drawings of this dress are still from her. It's just that even in the academy, she has always worn Confucian clothes, and only changed into her daughter's shirt when she returned to Fujiatang. In addition to the festive red, the color is the pure white of the funeral, and I have never worn such a pink color as tender yellow. An old aunt with a psychological age of more than 30, coupled with professional needs, is really not tender.

Fu Zhenyu changed his clothes and opened the door, and met a pair of extremely suppressed eyes, the kind of gaze that was forced to endure on the verge of collapse.

"Go back to your room!"

"What a ferocity." Fu Zhenyu muttered and went back to the room as he said, but when he saw Cang Zijian following, he called out suspiciously, "Senior brother? ”

"Dry your hair and tie it up."

Well, the old brother has made the same mistake again. Fu Zhenyu pouted, muttered "old-fashioned", but also picked up a dry cloth and wiped her hair. No matter how dry the cloth is, it's not a hair dryer. Fu Zhenyu thought that he couldn't wipe it dry anyway, so he wiped it a few times, grabbed the bamboo hairpin and was about to pull his hair, but was stopped by Cang Zijian again.

"Senior brother, something is wrong with you today!"

Cangzijian said expressionlessly: "Lie down and twist your hair." ”

Fu Zhenyu's eyes lit up, climbed onto the couch, closed his eyes and fell into memory.

At that time, as an only daughter, she lived a happy life with clothes and food, her mother washed her hair, and her mother cleaned up. Her mother's hands are very skillful, and she can wear all kinds of hair buns, and she has really been a cute and charming little girl for a few years. But later, when her mother finally gave birth to a younger brother who thought about it day and night, she said, "Xiao Yu, when you grow up, you have to take care of yourself." ”

Isn't seven years old called big, but eight years old?

Fu Zhenyu's eyes were a little sour, and he asked Cang Zijian in a thick nasal voice: "Senior brother, you haven't wrinkled my hair for at least five years, have you?" ”

"You've grown up."

Yes, it's grown up again.

The mother was busy taking care of her younger brother, and when she was older, she asked her to comb her hair by herself. But she doesn't know how to comb her hair at all, not even a simple ingot. Her father was worse than her, and he couldn't even pull his hair in the simplest way. She also stored the element of gambling, so she wore a cloak all day long. The elder brother who pays attention to appearance, can't see her like this, so he cleans up for her, from clumsy skill.

Then one day, the elder brother suddenly said, "You have grown up", and he never cleaned up her hair.

Growing up this time, Fu Zhenyu was no longer angry, silently pulled up his hair, and only showed people in men's clothes. Fu's father and Cang Zijian both believed that this was the fault of their parents' partiality, and Fu's father reminded Fu's mother many times and asked her not to ignore her daughter.

However, Fu's mother has been thinking about the baby for ten years, which is no longer patriarchal, but obsession. Whenever Fu's father mentioned it, Fu's mother rightly scolded back: "You still say!" It's you and Zijian who spoil her like this! One of you is a father and the other is a brother, can you spoil her so much for the rest of your life? I just stopped combing her hair, and she was stubborn. But I don't want to think about it, how many of such a big girl's family don't make up by themselves? She doesn't care about her temperament, how can she gain a foothold in her in-law's family when she marries in the future? ”

What Cang Zijian wanted to say at that time was that if you wanted, I could spoil her like this for the rest of my life. It's a pity that until now, he has no ability to say this, so he can only watch another man and take advantage of the weakness.

Take advantage of his weakness to rob people.

The restless Cang Zijian's strength was not well controlled, and Fu Zhenyu immediately screamed: "Senior brother, it hurts!" ”

"I'm sorry, it won't hurt anymore."

Kurako firmly believes in the swearing.