Su Jinluan's face was hot, and then he looked at Xiao Baihu who was shaking his shoulders and snickering, and the whole person was not good.

Come and see her appearance? Do you want to entertain you? Hum.

"You won't let me in?"

Yuan Changgeng easily understood the vivid and simple chagrin on that little face, twisted the ink on his fingers, and there was still a little tenderness left in the trance.

However, in the past few months, she has seemed to be reborn, her skin is brighter than snow, and she has grown taller.

The slightly plump and longer facial features are more like the Su family.

Yuan Changgeng's eyes flashed, as if unintentionally swept around her, and naturally looked over her head to look inside the house.

The furnishings in the room are simple, the windows are bright and clean, and the apricot blossoms on the table are leaning on the porcelain bottle with buds and spouts, and the dark fragrance strikes people.

The four treasures of the study are very familiar, probably the one he gave her, I don't know if she used it smoothly.

"Ah, please come in." Su Jinluan, who was blocking the door, instinctively turned sideways to give way, and his face was stunned. "It's a bit of a mess in the house."

Yuan Changgeng chuckled, took a step with long legs, and Shi Shiran entered the house.

Xiao Ming squeezed his eyes at her, the smile on his face was not gone, and he also went in on his heels.

Su Jinluan pursed his mouth, secretly raised his hand to wipe his cheeks, and there was no ink on his hand, so he exhaled.

Why don't you give her a shining debut every time? Isn't bullying her a heroine!

"Oh, don't look!"

Before he could complain, Su Jinluan saw the man pacing to the desk, picking up her discarded paper ball and unfolding it to see.

Su Jinluan pounced without thinking!

Black history, you can't watch it, it's too embarrassing!

Yuan Chang Gengyun lightly raised the crumpled paper in his right hand, and gently brought it with his left hand, spinning the little girl who flew over and standing firmly.

"It's a really hard name."

Yuan Changgeng looked at the abrupt ink ball and sighed sincerely.

It's just, why Su, Jinluan? What does she know?

Yuan Changgeng glanced at the little girl inquiringly, and was noncommittal about the ghosts and gods.

The power of the Jinyi Guard is all over the world, and strange people and strange things have been investigated and reported everywhere, most of them are liars who seek money and kill people, and there are also many White Lotus Sect demons and people who have attained the Tao.

One more Yang Jinluan, this is nothing.

As long as she doesn't do evil, the court will not tolerate it.

He was interested in her familiar appearance, as well as the secret information that might be hidden behind the surname Su.

Part of it was his selfishness.

Although there is only one seedling left in the Yuan family, he still intends to fulfill the marriage contract handed down by his ancestors.

It is reported that Su Jinmo, the unmarried second lady of the Su family, was extremely dissatisfied with this marriage contract, and the matter of Li Nian, the prince of Guangping, was even more uproarious, and the whole capital knew about it.

The twisted melon is not sweet, and he doesn't want to marry a resentful couple. If Su Fu also agrees, it is not impossible to change the choice of marriage.

Anyway, they are all surnamed Su, it is rare for the little rabbit to meet his eyes, presumably Su Xiang doesn't mind Tian Ding's import, and recognizes a daughter to marry her, which can be described as a great joy.

Su Jinluan was dizzy, listening to him speak truthfully, his mouth subconsciously deflated.

"Right? It's so unfriendly to the name. If you are punished by the teacher for writing your name, you will break your hand! ”

Xiao Ming, who had a very low sense of presence next to him, couldn't help but snort, waved his hand and shook his head, signaling to leave him alone.

His name is so tightly written, I really haven't experienced this kind of distress.

Yuan Qianhu's name is okay, but it can't be compared with this little girl, poof.

Yuan Changgeng glanced at him, put the paper back on the table, and glanced at the open book, and swept the sentence "Caiyun chases the moon and returns" with excellent eyesight.

Is this the name she wants to change?

Ding Yue.

The names are all thrown away, and there is no clan concern at all, so the heart is so disheartened? He didn't think she was really afraid of Naro.

"Fortunately, you are a woman, so you don't need to study for the imperial examination."

He replied casually, being a little more patient with his family.

His attitude was too ordinary, and the silly white sweet Su Jinluan was not only not alert, but also had a sense of confidant, rubbing his cramping paws, and feeling concerned:

"That's right!"

Poof.

Xiao Ming, who was watching the show up close, couldn't help but laugh again, and waved his hand again at Yuan Qianhu, who was looking at him with raised eyebrows, indicating that he didn't need to care.

He can see it, the cold-hearted and cold-faced Blood Guanyin moved his heart, and he looked at the little girl.

It's just that the little girl's love has not been opened, so take him as her father!

Big, poof!

Yuan Changgeng glanced at him in disgust, how could he not understand the inferior nature of this person who is good at listening to secrets.

Otherwise, this person would not have let go of a good civil official, but he would have entered the Jinyi Guard, and he was promoted all the way to the position of a hundred households, and his inquisitive temperament contributed a lot!

They are all their own brothers, and they have nothing to do with them, so they put up with him.

"Big?"

Yuan Changgeng playfully repeated, looking at her petite head who was almost up to his upper arm.

Rabbits are still cute when they are small.

"Is it the meaning of grace and reconstruction? I'm not blessed to have a daughter of your age. ”

He glanced at Xiao Ming, who was drooping his eyelids, seemingly jokingly.

If you think about it on your heels, you can know that this kid must have opened his ears again, and his eyes were sneaking around, intending to peep clearly into every word, tone, pause, and expression of the two of them.

Fortunately, this kid has a tight mouth, and he won't talk nonsense if he shouldn't say it, otherwise he would have been driven out.

Xiao Ming was glanced at by him, and there was a cold air in the cracks of his bones, and he didn't dare to poof anymore when he closed his mouth, and he kept slandering in his heart:

Yuan Qianhu is such an extremely smart person, he can't please a little girl, what kind of father and daughter, why is it so exciting? There's a play!

Xiao Ming stopped, his original sense of existence was not high, and he threw the kind that could not be found in the crowd, as long as he didn't make a sound, he could be ignored by Su Jinluan to the end.

Su Jinluan couldn't remember that there was a third person at the scene at this time, and his mind was full of the shocking sentence "I'm not blessed to have a daughter as big as you"!

Big big, your brain is so big!

You don't take advantage of others like this!

Big, huh? Could it be a "big" pot? It seems that this word originally called dad in the dialect.

Su Jinluan, who inadvertently cheated himself again, hid his face and cried!

Internet language poisons children, and Chinese teachers are going to cry!

She wiped her face, barely cheered up, and faced the bleak life.

"Well, it means a master, a capable person, an honorific title, and it has nothing to do with blood relations."

Thinking about it, the explanation felt a bit far-fetched, and she added another snake:

"I learned it from a dream, and it's not the same as our talking habits."

Yuan Changgeng looked at her weak heart and bowed slightly.

"Isn't the writing habit different? How do you write your name over there? Let's take a look at it, and let's open our eyes. ”

Yuan Changgeng relaid a piece of white paper, stuffed the brush into her hand, and even dipped the ink.

Su Jinluan was disrespectful, put down the pen before the ink dripped down, and waved it, and patted the sycophants distractedly:

"The adults are really as wise as a torch, and the words are indeed different."

Yuan Changgeng looked at the ink-drenched characters on the paper, although he lacked arms and legs, and he didn't have many bones, he could really recognize them, like Su Jinluan.

And not Yang Jinluan.