"What does Yaoyao think? What kind of relationship should we have now? Chen Yi asked.

"It's clear that Yaoyao asked Yilang first, why did you push the question to Yaoyao again?!" As if Chen Yi was talking about his thoughts, his son's little face also blushed a little, and he glanced at him angrily.

Relationship? She really knows, if she thinks well, above the blue face, the lover has not arrived, but if she really says it herself, I am afraid that she will be ashamed.

got it, played Tai Chi all the way, but it didn't knock her out, didn't it all go to the door of Jiang's mansion, Chen Yi still didn't give him an answer, but the little hand holding the fist slowly let go, and his shame and anger gradually turned into disappointment, loss, and he didn't say a word when he said goodbye, so he said goodbye.

Chen Yi is the same as her thoughts, helplessly, if his identity is left on others, he will be a lifetime of glory and wealth, but he can't, he still has a lot of worries in his heart, and the most afraid is that he has love and no love.

After thinking about it for a long time, hesitating for a long time, and sighing: "That's it", I finally made up my mind, and confessed to her another day, and explained my identity to her.

The catkins and willow branches all over the ground here have long been scattered all over the place, and this bald half-forked willow tree is not beautiful.

One after another: "Wood, wood!" "I couldn't stop the movements of my hands, and I was still picking up the wooden stick that I had picked up from nowhere, but I wasted it, or waved or beaten, and sprinkled all my grievances and dissatisfaction on this willow tree.

Look at it and it doesn't stop, Shui Xin persuaded it, but it's a pity that it's useless, look at the rare appearance of his own lady, he has never been wronged since he beat that Lang Jun, don't you look stupid and happy every day? What's wrong with my own lady today?

Shui Xin doesn't know, he is happy a little in the day, and he will be sad when he is lost.

The flowers bloom and the grass grows because of him, and the flowers and grass fail because of him, and they all depend on him.

After tossing and turning on the couch for a long time, Yu Si thought that Yu was annoyed, how could anyone hug the girl's family, but they were not allowed to do so? Moreover, even his own mouth was given by him...... Isn't it Huahua Tai Sui?

- Annoying! Wood! Stupid wood!

Sullen for a whole night, finally the second day of the early sun sprinkled into the house, Shui Xin took the basin into the house, saw that his wife was already awake, and said busily: "Lady, three women, Shui Xin will bring you water at this time, hurry up and rinse." ”

"Let it go, let it go." Wake up is awake, look up at the sun hanging high outside the window, the warm wind is blowing on the face, today is still so dry, this warm sky really doesn't match their own state of mind, annoying!

After wandering around for a long time, complaining for a long time, I went back to the bed in a daze, still frowning.

A young man was waiting at the gate of Jiang's mansion right now, and after making three sounds: "Knock knock", it would be someone who would come.

"Xiao Langjun is Mr. Lu?" Banxia asked.

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, Xiaosheng is the road." The young man who called himself replied.

"Hehe, Mr. Lu has been humble, come on, come on, please come in quickly." Removed the door block, and Banxia invited the road platform in.

Following behind Banxia, swimming in the courtyard of Jiang's Mansion, with a good scenery and a good mood, I wanted to chant a poem for no reason, and sighed after humming twice: "The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, and the hibiscus is open to both sides of the face." ”

This Jiang family's lotus pond is beautiful, but it is cultivated by someone for some reason, Lu Tai thought.

Who else in the Jiang family can love Lian? When it was her Jiang Zhen.

"Grandmother, grandmother, why do you miss Yaoyao again?" She hid the annoyance in her eyes, and then said politely to Mrs. Jiang.

"Hehehe, grandmother didn't think about Yaoyao one day? You Nizi. Mrs. Jiang's smile was kind, and she was happy every day when she learned that her precious granddaughter had won the first place at the ink feast.

"Hehe, the third sister is out of the picture, our Jiang family or the third sister you know the most about books and ink." Jiang Jing didn't sit down, stood next to Mrs. Jiang and said.

"Isn't this Yaoyao's good poetry and ink, my grandmother just found a gentleman from Nanfang, and it can be regarded as a companion." Old Mrs. Jiang said.

"Companion reading? Hehe, grandmother, you are too concerned, Yaoyao is just interested, and she is just blind in her spare time. "Mrs. Jiang can care so much about herself and care about herself, which makes Jiang Zhen feel warm, and the depression of Fang Cai has been dissipated a lot.

If someone comes to control herself, when to chant poetry and do it, when to splash ink, which line and which one does not work, then it will be annoying after a long time, and it is not appropriate.

Helpless, but I can't stand the enthusiasm of Mrs. Jiang, let's hold it for the time being, and find another opportunity in the next day, just quit the gentleman who reads with me.

She thought simply, but she didn't know who this gentleman was.

Banxia just stepped into the house with his front foot, and shouted with his back foot: "Come on, come on, Mr. Lu is here." ”

With the shouting of Banxia, the road platform walked slowly, and when he showed his head, Jiang Zhen was surprised: "You! It's you! ”

"Hehe, Miss Jiang Zhen, let's meet again." Lu Tai said with a smile.

"See what you see! See you...... Hum! She choked for a long time, but she still couldn't finish her words, Mrs. Jiang is here at this time, and she has to be a little bit petty.

This road platform is the young man on the ink feast that day, not to mention the poem he was going to give to Chen Yi, but now he actually came to Jiang's mansion, and he has to be his own companion, can this be endured?

"Yaoyao, do you know each other?" Mrs. Jiang looked at the two of you, not like strangers.

"I don't know!" Chen Yi's anger has not disappeared yet, this stubble has been blocked again, and then look at Jiang Zhen's face at this time, it can be called a brilliant, purple and red, rare.

In the wooden pavilion by the lotus pond, she hung her head and stared at the platform, annoyed, annoyed, and then shouted: "I can tell you, for my grandmother's sake, you don't want to be my bullshit companion!" ”

"Hehe, okay, Miss Jiang Zhen is a little tactful." I haven't done it yet, but it's not a tact.

Jiang Zhen's teeth are itchy, but Lu Tai doesn't care, from time to time to appreciate the summer lotus, or smell the sweetness of bamboo moss and green moss.

It's rare to look at it, he treats this road platform like this, he is not angry, this guy's temperament is inevitably too good, Jiang Zhen thought.

"Miss Jiang Zhen, the flanks here are too sharp, look at it, it's not your poetry, you should take it again." Lutai appreciates the poems written by Jiang Zhen, there are rhymes everywhere but they are not the best, just like her temperament, she is too sharp, so it is not necessarily a good thing.

"Oh!" She still lowered her head and wrote in big characters, and from time to time she would reach out to cover her pen and ink, as if she didn't want to let the road platform see it, but she was a little playful, and the road platform had to joke twice: "Hehe, live alive." ”

Another piece of catkins floated up, as if in retaliation for Jiang Zhen's teasing yesterday, pieces of it rose and fell on her green silk, flying little by little, dotted beside her.

The beauty is quietly holding the pen and ink, with low eyebrows and hanging hair half-covering her face, such a scene is beautiful, Jiang Nu has no intention of Lu Lang, just the touch of pink on Jiang Zhen's lips is to provoke the road platform to look at it for a while.

"What do you see?" She felt a little panicked, didn't he think about himself? This time she guessed right.

"Hehe, nothing, nothing." hurriedly dispersed his eyes, and the concentration of the reader was so poor, shame! Disgrace! Lu Tai scolded himself in his heart.

Isn't a reader also a human being? If you want to win a smile, then the three thousand water will also flow!

Yan Wutao picked up the small puff pastry and followed behind Chen Yi non-stop, even though the oil was crispy and smooth, and the juice was not greasy, but looking at his brother Yi, he was lonely for no reason.

I'm tired of urinating and kissing my brother with the translator, what's wrong? I wanted to hug him at this time, but I didn't let him, wasn't it like this in the imperial city at that time?

Can this be the same? It's just a joke when I was a child, but now I'm a teenager and a girl who is full of years, and it's in the way, it's in the way.