17 Expressing your heart

"Young Master Ben has no reason, why do you want to contribute to a maid like you?"

"I ...... If you don't say it, I'll find a way to get someone to tell me. ”

Ling Xiaoning snorted coldly and strode forward.

Whether in modern or ancient times, some special professionals have emerged because of the special requirements of some people.

If you want to know the news, some people are collecting the news and then selling it at a high price.

After inquiring, Ling Xiaoning found a nickname, and the man who inquired bought all the news about Master Zhang's current situation. I spent two taels of silver, but the news I got was not very satisfactory.

Two years ago, because of an accident, his hand was injured and he could no longer paint, and now he has lived in seclusion in a deep mountain and old forest.

There are more than 10 of his famous paintings, and most of them have been collected by the rich and powerful, and it is not easy to see those paintings again.

Ling Xiaoning could only let out a long sigh, your current identity as a first-class maid in a small courtyard, if you want to contact those big people, it is simply more difficult.

She was just a guess, and she couldn't be sure if the painting was made by Uncle Zhang, and even if she had worked hard to find it, she might not really be able to travel back.

"Huh...... Maybe I should have accepted the reality sooner rather than have traveled back. ”

Mo Feiwan was very satisfied with the effect of the last gift, and deliberately gave a red envelope of five taels of silver.

Ling Xiaoning was still a little unhappy because of the painting, and laughed when she got the money.

I wasted three taels of silver for the sake of painting, and now I got a red envelope of five taels of silver, and I earned two taels of silver by adding and subtracting.

"Hurry up and help me think of another way, how can I make him like me completely, and then come to my house to propose ......"

"You've even thought about proposing marriage, it seems that you're quite anxious!"

"How can it be, I just said it casually, if he is not in a hurry to propose now, it doesn't matter......"

Mo Feiwan's face couldn't help but blush, and he reached out to cover his cheek.

"Actually, there's nothing bad to say, you women here are just too conservative, and it's different with us. In fact, I suggest that you can be more direct, if you like him, you can say it, otherwise how will he know your heart? ”

"You asked me to tell him I liked him? But how can I say it......"

Mo Feiwan's face turned even redder, and he lowered his head slightly.

"There's nothing to be embarrassed to say, as long as the atmosphere is there. As the saying goes, men chase women across mountains, women chase men across the seats, as long as you muster up the courage, there is nothing bad to do! ”

Ling Xiaoning snapped his fingers, revealing an excited look.

"I've got a way! He liked the telescope you gave me last time, and it must be quite easy to ask him out this time. You'll ...... then."

"Hmm...... If you want to be generous, you just tell him directly, you like him, you have liked him since you were a child, you think he is the only man in your life, and I hope he can cherish you well. ”

"But you're nervous when you say it now, how can I say it in front of him then?"

"It's okay, you just say it a few more times, and if you talk too much, you will feel like a very ordinary thing."

"Really? I'll give it a try. ”

"You really just follow me...... Anrong, I like you, I have been liking you for a long time, you are the man I have identified in my heart for a lifetime. ”

"Brother An............"

"If there's anything you can't say, listen to me, say it out loud! An Rong, I like you, you are the person that the old lady has identified, you just obediently tie your hands and arrest it, don't struggle anymore! ”

"You ......"

"What the hell are you shy? If you have something to say, just say it. ”

Ling Xiaoning stretched out his hands and put them on Mo Feiwan's shoulders.

"No, he'......"

Mo Feiwan stretched out his hand and pointed ahead. "He seems to have heard what you just said."

"He, who is he?"

Ling Xiaoning turned his head suspiciously, and looked at the sneaky An Rong.

I didn't expect him to run to this place, it's a coincidence.

"It's okay, it's just him, it just so happens that you can save him an appointment when he comes, just tell him what is in your heart."

Mo Feiwan shook his head vigorously.

"I don't say ......"

"Is there anything to be embarrassed to say? You just have to say it. ”

An Rong strode over, stretched out a fist and put it to his mouth, pretending to cough.

"Ahem, ahem...... I said you two women are yelling here, do you think I'm air? I ...... what you just said."

"Brother An, you didn't hear anything just now, and we didn't say anything?"

"I heard someone say they liked ......"

"Oops, I'm so shy, let's get out of here!"

Mo Feiwan's face turned even redder, and she reached out and grabbed Ling Xiaoning.

"Xiao Ning, let's go quickly!"

"What are you going to do, I didn't say anything clearly."

Mo Feiwan stretched out a hand to cover her mouth. "Oh, don't say it, let's go! Even if I'm begging you, okay? ”

Ling Xiaoning was helpless for a while, so she had to go along.

She turned her head to look at An Rong not far away, "I'm a little embarrassed, but I've made an appointment to meet tonight, oh, see you soon!" ”

"What is your identity as a young master? You said you would meet if you wanted to, but Young Master Ben won't go out tonight! ”

An Rong clasped his hands in front of his chest, watching the two women gradually walk away, and a smile rose on the corner of his mouth.

"Huh...... It seems that the charm of this young master is still there, even if this woman pretends not to care on the surface, in fact, she has already been fascinated by the world-class appearance of this young master. Could it be that last time I said I wanted to be my first-class maid, I was actually using this idea...... Hehe, that young master will have a good time with you! ”

Soon An Rong returned to his room, but he was inexplicably restless.

He circled the room twice, always feeling as if something was missing.

"That stupid woman asked me to meet in the evening, could it be that she wanted to be ...... directly? No, I have to do something, but what should I prepare? ”

Komatsu and Kogi stood in the direction of the door, looking at the uneasy look of the young master after he came back, both of them were very puzzled.

"Young Master, what's going on? Could it be that the old man blamed the young master again? ”

"It's a good thing to close your crow's mouth and crawl this time, there is a woman who was confused by the young master's handsome appearance, and now she is calculating how to throw herself into her arms......"