As soon as Ah Jin stepped into the room, he saw Song Wenyu sitting there with an unkind face. She was stunned, and for a moment she didn't know if the foot that stepped into the door should be withdrawn.

"You ......" Ah Jinhu looked at him suspiciously, not understanding who provoked Song Wenyu to such a big anger. At least in her opinion, she rarely sees him, so she can't be the one who provokes him.

"That, young lady. The eldest young master wants to come and see you. Seeing that Ah Jin was reluctant to enter the room, Huairen was in a hurry, and couldn't help but explain his intentions for Song Wenyu first. After saying this, he observed Song Wenyu's face with some regret. Fortunately, the other party didn't mean to blame him.

It seems that he has guessed the master's mind correctly.

"Where have you been?" As soon as Song Wenyu opened his mouth, he was full of resentment. Ah Jin frowned, only to feel that this resentment was about to rush to the roof of his house. Although she was dissatisfied, she still chose to accommodate this pampered young master. This attitude of concession made Ah Jiu, who was standing on the side, couldn't help but snort coldly, and Huairen stood aside and looked at Ah Jiu hard, but she also turned a blind eye.

"I went to the garden and sat down." Ah Jin came into the room, sat down next to Song Wenyu, and poured him a cup of tea.

Song Wenyu looked at her series of smooth movements, and suddenly her mood was not so bad. He stretched out his hand and took a few sips of the cup of tea, and his brows instantly stretched a lot, but the words he said were still a little cold: "You still have to dress up properly when you go out." ”

Ah Jin lowered his eyebrows and was silent. It seems that he heard something in his words, but it seems that there is none. Her unpredictable attitude made the fire in Song Wenyu's heart burn again. As soon as he thought of Song Wenyuan's obsessive eyes, he had an idea.

"In a few days, when my father is free, our family will have a reunion dinner together, and you will come with you then."

"Oh." Ah Jin nodded. She knew that there would be a family banquet today, but she chose not to say it. Song Wenyu watched her draw circles on the teacup with her fingers, and only felt itchy in her heart.

He subconsciously coughed lightly twice, and said, "Tonight, I will stay here." ”

"What?" Ah Jin shook his fingers and raised his head to look at him, as if he was looking at a man whose brain had suddenly broken down.

Song Wenyu looked at the pretty face and was frightened by him, and his mood suddenly became a lot happier: "I said, I will stay here tonight." No way? ”

"Yes, yes." Ah Jin quickly lowered her head, her fingers intertwined, looking a little nervous, completely lacking her usual arrogant appearance. Looking at her like this, the smile on the corner of Song Wenyu's lips gradually deepened.

Suddenly, the smile was gone.

"Huairen, go to the study and get some of the things I want to use." He raised his head and instructed Huairen, then got up and sat down on the side of the soft collapse, and reached out to take a book that Ah Jin casually rested on the small table, but found that it was a guqin remnant, obscure.

Song Wenyu turned a few pages, and saw Ah Jin standing still, so he beckoned to her and said, "You watch these on weekdays?" ”

"And the other ones." Ah Jin said as he walked to the bookcase and took a few books and handed them to Song Wenyu. Song Wenyu took it and looked at the name, and finally left the book of "Notes on the Water Classic" to look at.

Seeing that he didn't seem to mean anything else, Ah Jin took the remnant of the book and sat down on the other side of the collapse. I thought it was a late candle night in the cave room, but the two of them read it on a candle night with a tacit understanding. Ah Jin couldn't laugh or cry, feeling that the previous flustering was really redundant.

Huairen glanced at the room, and when he saw that the atmosphere was good, he wanted to pull Ah Jiu out. Ah Jiu's face turned cold and glared at Huairen.

Huairen bowed to her helplessly and begged her to leave the room. Ah Jiu came out a little reluctantly, and it wasn't until the two of them stood at the door of the small courtyard that Huairen dared to whisper a few words to Ah Jiu.

"My aunt, do you want the young lady and the young master to have a smooth relationship or not?"

Ah Jiu looked at Huairen with a tense face, of course she didn't want to, she couldn't look down on that Song Wenyu at all. But when she thought of Ah Jin's melancholy and confusion, she was silent again.

Seeing that she was silent, Huairen knew that she was thinking: "Let me remind you, if you want the two of them to be good, then we shouldn't leave quickly when the pestle is there to be an eyesore." ”

"But what should I do if my girl is bullied by your young master?" Ah Jiu asked rhetorically.

"......" Huairen took a mouthful of old blood and was so angry that he had a headache: "You haven't thought about it, maybe your girl wants my young master to bully?" ”

Ah Jiu's eyes widened, and he didn't turn a corner for a long time. Huairen shook his head, not wanting to say a word to Ah Jiu anymore.