"Enter."

The sound coming from the room was careless.

Su Jiu pushed away the fan.

In the house, it was quiet.

The spring rains have stopped.

The spring sun spilled through the window lattices, and the dust could be clearly seen flying in the beams.

She stepped into the threshold with a small bamboo basket, "Little brother? ”

It was silence that answered her.

She walked to the center of the room and subconsciously turned to the inner room.

I saw that at the round openwork moon gate, the bead curtain was rolled high, and the young man wearing a blue bamboo leaf pattern straight-robed robe had a faint smile on the corner of his lips, and he was leisurely holding a bow and arrow.

The arrow flickered with a cold light, aiming far at Su Jiu's head.

Su Jiu's body froze.

She held the sugar gourd, swallowed her saliva, and said weakly: "Little, little brother, if you have something to say, if you have something to say, don't, don't get excited-"

Before the words fell, the sharp arrow was slightly crooked, whistling through the air!

"Bell ——!"

With a crisp sound, a sharp arrow swept past Su Jiu's hand, carrying a sugar gourd, and sank straight into the wall of the outer room!

Su Jiu held the palm of the sugar gourd and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Xiao Tingchen walked past her, walked to the wall, pulled out the sharp arrow, and sat on the Taishi chair with Erlang's legs crossed.

He took a bite of the sugar gourd, looked at Su Jiu, who had weak legs, and seemed to smile, "The meeting gift I gave my sister, can my sister be happy?" ”

Su wine: "......"

Rejoice in the legs!

What about the first recovery from a serious illness and the weakness?

What about saying that a good book-lover is like a life, and he is immersed in hard reading?

What is said to be mild, meek, and generous?

At this moment, the sound of a woman's laughter sounded outside.

Su Jiu looked over and saw two delicately dressed beauties who were carrying food boxes and laughing.

They ignored Su Jiu, and gave Xiao Tingchen a blessing salute softly and charmingly, "Say hello to the son, and the slave will bring lunch to the son." ”

The voices of the two were soft and flattering to the bones.

Xiao Tingchen waved his hand and motioned for them to be placed on the round table.

The two of them have a charming posture, the white and delicate jade hands are painted with bright red danko, and the delicate and delicate appearance of putting the dishes and wine in the food box on the table is very eye-catching.

Among them, the girl in the red Luo skirt smiled: "This is sent by Mrs., saying that the son has just recovered from a serious illness and needs to make up for it." ”

The corners of Xiao Tingchen's lips hooked slightly, "Thank you for me, mother-in-law." ”

The two maids threw a few winks at him before laughing and retreating.

After they left, the smile on Xiao Tingchen's face gradually faded.

He casually picked up the bow and arrow on the flower table and teased it, and his voice was faint: "It's all down." ”

Su Jiu looked at the table and saw that these dishes were all big fish and meat, and there was no vegetarian at all.

She silently put them in the food box, but secretly wondered in her heart.

People who have just recovered from a serious illness should not eat these hair products, but the dishes sent by Mrs. are all greasy and greasy fish......

I heard that the little brother is Xie Yuan, and it is excellent to want to study.

Their countrymen still pay attention to fame, and the elders often tell the scholars not to indulge in beauty and fun, but the lady of the Xiao Mansion asked the two charming maids to serve the little brother.

All these things are really unpredictable.

She thought about it, glanced at Xiao Tingchen, and saw that his bright face was faintly careless, but his eyes were very serious.

She couldn't understand him, and she didn't dare to say much, so she just obediently left with the food box.

After she left, Xiao Tingchen raised his bow and arrow towards the fan, and the corners of his lips hooked up a faint smile again.

"What a clever baby fox who can see through the filth of this house at a glance......

"So, which side will my little fox be faithful to? It's Madame......"

He opened his bowstring, and with a sharp "whoosh", the arrow shot precisely into the peach blossom carved by the fan.

The young man's gentle peach blossom eyes suddenly became sharp,

"Or me?"