The little girl's cheeks were as red as shrimp, and she closed her eyes instantly.

was about to scream, but felt that the hands that fell on his pants seemed to be released.

The pitch-black curly eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened a slit in her eyes, only to see Xie Rongjing kneeling on the side of the gong bucket drunk, half of his face deeply attached to the lid of the gong bucket.

Behind him, there was a foot on it.

Xiao Tingchen was condescending, shook his robe casually, and said to her, "Why are you still standing stupidly?" Why don't you wait for this guy to wake up and pick up your pants again? ”

At this time, the little girl was leaning against the wall, and her little face covered with turmeric looked ugly.

But only the pair of black lacquer wet round eyes, ruddy and wet, like peach blossoms with mist on the branches, smudged the spring in March in the south of the Yangtze River, moist and clean, like ripples blown by the wind.

She sniffed her little nose and walked timidly to Xiao Tingchen, "Little brother......

"Tsk, my sister is going to cry again......"

The young man's thin white fingertips gently pressed the corners of the girl's crimson and damp eyes, like kneading a peach blossom, and gently crushed and kneaded.

He lowered his peach blossom eyes, and his voice was mellow and soft, "I said that my sister wants me to coax me all day long, but you still don't believe it......"

said so gently, but his eyes were dark and deep.

These fawn eyes are really hooking, it is easy to recruit men at a young age, and when you grow up, you still have it?

I really want to gouge out these eyes and keep them in a glass jar, so that he can only enjoy them alone......

"Gone."

He quickly hid his strong anger and turned around and walked towards the outside of Xuan Xuan.

Su Jiu glanced at the unconscious young man lying on the gong bucket, and couldn't help but quietly kick his high pouting ass like a retaliation, before he hurriedly followed Xiao Tingchen.

Xiao Tingchen walked between them, only to feel the sleeves tightened.

He lowered his eyes and saw a small white hand, carefully holding his wide sleeve.

Plausible......

Depend.

The corners of the boy's lips hooked slightly.

The anger that had just spread out of his chest had inexplicably vanished.

When the two came to the hall, they saw Xu Zizhu being held by the stars, and everyone was complimenting Zhilanxiang just now.

The shopkeeper Liu of Xiangmanlou couldn't wait to get the deed, as if he wanted to buy out the right to sell Zhilanxiang.

Xiao Tingchen sat lazily cross-legged, elbows propped up on the small Buddha table, "Little fox, your things have been snatched away, don't you know how to snatch them back?" ”

Su Jiu was entangled, "Yes, but she is the young lady of the Zhizhou family...... I, even if I say it, no one will believe me......"

The boy stared at her.

The peach blossom eyes are filled with infinite clear light.

He picked up her jaw with the end of the fan:

"You just sit here, and no one else will ever know the truth. If you don't open your mouth, Xiao Lanchun's master will always be Xu Zizhu. Willingly? Are you willing to be plagiarized from your ideas, and replaced by someone who should have been your glory? ”

Su Jiu looked into his eyes.

The eyes of others are black and white, so that people can see clearly at a glance what is hidden in those eyes.

But the little brother is different.

His peach blossom eyes seem to be warm and affectionate, and when you look closely, they seem to be filled with frost and snow, as if they are always shrouded in smoke and rain across the river, which is indistinguishable.

After a while, she pursed her lips and looked at Xu Zizhu who was holding the moon by the stars hesitantly.

In fact, if you want to expose her true face, it is not without evidence......

Thinking about it, she mustered up the courage to clench her small fists, got up and walked towards Xu Zizhu.