Rong Qingyan didn't know what to do for a while, he was so anxious that his forehead was covered with fine sweat, and his eyes locked on Ji Xinglian stubbornly and awkwardly.

Ji Xinglian knew the torment and entanglement in his heart, she raised her eyebrows, reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "It's not too early, Brother Rong should rest as soon as possible." Besides, the wind is cold this night, and it's not good to catch the cold. ”

With that, she waved her sleeves and hid herself into the darkness, her figure revealing a sense of frivolity.

Rong Qingyan savored her words and frowned, he was not a delicate girl, how could he get sick with a little wind? Looking up, he saw that Ji Xinglian's clothes were loose, and when he walked, the thin waist was particularly conspicuous.

Rong Qingyan gestured with the palm of his hand, "he" is a seven-foot man, how can he be thinner than his daughter's waist?

Rong Qingyan couldn't figure it out, so he could only leave with doubts.

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Since the news of Ning Shizi's residence in the Rong Mansion came out, there have been a few more girls coming and going at the door of the Rong Mansion, and even worse, they have directly probed in to look.

For this reason, Rong Qingyan sent a few more servants to the door on errands to strengthen public security.

But this is not enough at all, because when Rong Qingyan usually walks with Ji Xinglian, he will catch a glimpse of a bold maid hiding behind a stone and peeking.

While distressed, Rong Qingyan was a little disgusted with Ji Xinglian's appearance, which directly caused him to stop looking at Ji Xinglian's face for several days.

On this day, Ji Xinglian was practicing calligraphy in the room, Almond sharpened ink for her, she dipped in ink, and wrote the words. The words fell, Ji Xinglian looked at the miserable words, took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Forget it, it is understandable that good-looking people write ugly. If she is so perfect, how can she make others live?

Rong Qingyan knocked lightly on the door and pushed the door in, Ji Xinglian met his gaze and raised his eyebrows: "What, how dare you look at me today?" ”

There was a playfulness in her tone, and a deliberate teasing smile on her face.

Rong Qingyan paused, he thought his movements were hidden enough: "How did you find out?" ”

Ji Xinglian touched his chin thoughtfully: "Could it be that ordinary people will be dazzling by this brilliance when they see the peerless face of this son?" ”

"......" Rong Qingyan didn't want to talk to her about this topic anymore, so he walked to her side and glanced at the words on the table.

Rong Qingyan's cold and hard expression was a little untenable, and he pointed to the paper and was dumbfounded: "This ...... This is actually the words you wrote? ”

Almond sensed that the situation was not good, and hurriedly quietly retreated.

Even if she is a fool, she can hear the disgust in Rong Qingyan's words, but Ji Xinglian is not a fool, so she didn't hear it.

"Huh? Surprised by the perfect handwriting? "Ji Xinglian feels good about himself.

Rong Qingyan was speechless, stroking his forehead and feeling helpless: "My three-year-old brother-in-law writes ...... words" is six or seven points stronger than you.

Under Ji Xing's cannibalistic gaze, Rong Qingyan's words came to an abrupt end, and he retracted his next words sullenly.

Because Ji Xinglian is a woman, she has a little less strength when writing, and because of her incorrect posture, the words she writes are naturally a little difficult to see.

Rong Qingyan learned from Rong Xiang when he was a child, and he practiced a good hand, he felt that words were like his person, and Ji Xinglian's words could obviously see that she was empty.

Of course, it must be impossible to say this.

Rong Qingyan tried hard to suppress his disgusted tone, but he still inadvertently showed a little bit: "Shizi should practice his words well, this word is really not enough to see." ”