"Do you even say it? If not, I'll leave immediately. ”

Luo Xingcen originally thought that as long as she didn't look at Li Weihang, she would be able to stay here for a few minutes and ask for Teacher Liu's news.

But as it turned out, she clearly overestimated her ability to endure......

Especially looking at Li Weihang's routine and hypocritical smile...... Diaphragm.

"Xingcen, you ...... like this"

Before Li Weihang finished speaking, Luo Xingcen turned around and left directly.

Seeing that Luo Xingcen was so faceless, Li Weihang didn't care about leaning on the railing and posing in a handsome pose, so he hurriedly took a few steps forward and grabbed Luo Xingcen's arm......

Luo Xingcen turned his head and was about to shake it off, but suddenly the whole person froze and was stunned in place.

The person who walked slowly on the lakeside path was He Qianyao.

Although it is a little far away, it is only a shadowy side, but Luo Xingcen will definitely not admit his mistake.

After meeting He Qianyao on the court that time, Luo Xingcen inquired with Manet...... But didn't Manet say at that time that He Qianyao had already returned to the imperial capital?

Could it be that he's back again?

Luo Xingcen's brain short-circuited for several seconds after seeing He Qianyao......

And Li Weihang, who grabbed Luo Xingcen's arm, smiled knowingly.

Thinking in his heart, it seems that Luo Xingcen really wants to capture the old ...... As soon as he pulled her, she stopped in place, must have waited for him to make further movements, but unfortunately, he also knew that he had to hang his appetite...... So......

So when Luo Xingcen was about to rush forward and get closer to He Qianyao, he suddenly found that his arm was still being grabbed, and without saying a word, he grabbed it with a backhand, slammed the person in the air, and kicked him with a flying kick......

Li Weihang was stunned and kicked into the lotus pond under the folding corridor, because now the lotus leaves are luxuriant, only a muffled pop sound, not even a splash.

Luo Xingcen slapped his sleeve twice in disgust, but when he looked up, he saw that He Qianyao could no longer see it.

She hurriedly trotted in the direction where he had just appeared, and collided with Jian Ling who ran over unexpectedly.

"Oops!" Jian Ling didn't stand firmly, sat on a fart mound, and was about to have a seizure, but after seeing Luo Xingcen, he laughed happily, "Hello, beauty!" ”

Luo Xingcen: ......

Jian stood up quickly, and when he saw that there was no one around Luo Xingcen, his eyes rolled...... She just seemed to see a shadow flying into the lotus pond on the other side of the corridor......

Luo Xingcen was worried about He Qianyao in his heart, and he didn't have the heart to say more to Jian Ling, but Jian Ling hugged her and said aggrievedly: "Xingcen beauty, I'm hungry...... You can take me to dinner......"

Luo Xingcen's eyebrows jumped, and he patted her on the shoulder, "I have something to do now, I don't have time, be good, you go eat by yourself." ”

As he spoke, Luo Xingcen looked forward looking for He Qianyao's figure, and at the same time took out twenty yuan from his pocket and stuffed it into Jian Ling's hand......

She also heard from Suzaku that she often forgot to bring money for this product, and now there is no such convenient tool as mobile phone payment......

She probably didn't have the money to eat again.

"No!" Jian Ling pursed his lips, "I'm in a bad mood right now, you accompany me." ”

Seeing that He Qianyao seemed to be coming towards them, Luo Xingcen breathed a sigh of relief and asked casually, "What's wrong?" ”

"Alas......" Jian Ling bowed his body, rested his chin on Luo Xingcen's shoulder, and said faintly: "Today, my grandfather took me and Grandpa He to dinner, and they were talking about my marriage contract and talking non-stop...... I'm bent! How can you be engaged to a man...... Right? So I was upset, so I found an excuse to run out. ”

Jian Ling said it casually, but Luo Xingcen was like being struck by lightning.