Liu Qingyue leaned there with her hands on her chest, looking at Ling Zijin who rushed out with extremely fast steps with a smile, and the corners of her lips hooked up a touch of schadenfreude.

She shook her head and deliberately looked Ling Zijin up and down.

"Tsk, handsome people are full of gravity, look at my ex-aunt's delicate appearance. How is it, Ling Gongzi, is it the most difficult to accept the grace of a beauty? ”

Ling Zijin is a gentle person.

Even at home, he is often secretly dealt with by those aunts and sisters, and he always has a smiling expression and rarely changes his face.

But at this moment, he couldn't control the urge to grind his teeth.

Raise your hand and face Liu Qingyue's head.

"Knock!"

"Well, it hurts!"

Liu Qingyue covered her forehead and glanced at Ling Zijin dissatisfied.

Ling Zijin snorted: "You deserve it, little girl's family, if you say such a thing, you are not afraid that others will say that you are frivolous!" ”

Liu Qingyue rubbed her forehead and crossed him: "Will you?" ”

"Of course not!" Ling Zijin rushed to respond.

His fingers moved slightly, and he had the urge to help Liu Qingyue rub it.

And introspect in my heart: Will the strength just now be used too much, the little girl's forehead seems to be a little red.

Liu Qingyue wrinkled her nose and smiled: "I'm joking with you, you don't think I'm frivolous, what do other people's thoughts matter to me, and they are not bad friends!" ”

What others think......

Friend......

Ling Zijin repeated these two words silently in his mouth, and suddenly felt that an invisible shackle in his heart seemed to have been smashed several times.

It didn't break, but it loosened.

At least, his heart seemed to be flying a little.

He glanced at Liu Qingyue gently with smiling eyes and raised his hand.

"Knock!"

Liu Qingyue looked at Ling Zijin speechlessly, sad and indignant: "Why are you knocking me again!" ”

Ling Zijin stared at her, his eyes were still gentle and easy to indulge, but his eyes were vaguely naughty: "Because it feels good." ”

Liu Qingyue grinds her teeth.

Her hand was a little itchy and she wanted to stick out her thumb and index finger into a pincer shape.

Then, pinch a piece of soft meat and ...... clockwise

Wring!

This urge swirled in his chest for a while, and was suppressed by Liu Qingyue.

This is the Great Yin Dynasty, not her era, if she really makes such a move, I am afraid that Ling Zijin will be frightened to the point of gloomy, and then entangled in whether to be responsible for her.

Tsk, what a boring time.

Thinking like this, Liu Qingyue made a quick move, pinching a strand of his hair and pulling it when Ling Zijin didn't have time to react.

In Ling Zijin's gasping sound, Liu Qingyue made a mischievous grimace, turned around and ran.

After running a few steps, he turned around and greeted with a smile: "Master Ling, hurry up, my mother and they will go to the town to set up a stall after breakfast." ”

The smile on Ling Zijin's face deepened, and he quickened his pace to keep up.

At this time two days ago, the group of people who set up the stalls were afraid that they were almost in the town, but today there was Ling Zijin, a guest, who deliberately postponed the time.

However, they still ate breakfast very quickly, and after saying hello to Ling Zijin, they left in a hurry.

Only Liu Pingchuan and Liu Qingyue were left in the house, with three little ones.

After breakfast, Liu Pingchuan was entangled by three pestering little guys to sharpen the wooden sword.

Liu Qingyue cleaned up the table and washed the dishes directly in the yard.

Ling Zijin took out a stack of silver tickets: "Miss Qingyue, I came here this time, in addition to wanting to come over in person to make sure that you are safe and sound, I also brought your dividends from last month." ”

Dividends?

Liu Qingyue's eyes lit up.