Li Cha asked her, "Seventh sister, have you ever thought about it?" If Brother Zhao's uncle and aunt can't force it, and take a step back and let Brother Zhao take Miss Liu as a concubine, what will you do? ”

"Maybe I'll ......"

Seeing that Li Qing did not hesitate to answer, Li Qia knew that she had already thought about this possibility and had already made a decision.

O her good seventh sister!

Li Qia hurriedly stopped her answer first, and asked rhetorically: "Seventh sister, do you think that Brother Zhao is your favorite, and you will also like Miss Liu." ”

"This ......"

"Brother Zhao likes you." Li Cha knew that she was too embarrassed to answer, so he answered for her, and continued: "They had no intention of each other, which is something we all know. ”

"Hmm." Li Qing bowed, "But Miss Liu's experience is really pitiful." ”

Li Cha knew what she thought.

"Seventh sister, the relationship is mutual affection, not pity, not charity."

Seeing that Li Qing was thinking, she made persistent efforts, "Think about it, you and Brother Zhao are in love, but there is one more Miss Liu in the middle."

And Miss Liu is a human being, not a small animal, let alone an object, she also needs feelings.

She will also feel that she is redundant, and after a long time, she is afraid of resentment, and her family will have no peace. So you have to get this thing straight. ”

Li Cha knew that she had listened, so he didn't say anything more, and believed that she would make a decision.

Next, the two sisters studied the details of opening a teahouse together, and even thought of the name of the teahouse.

At this point, the two of them were very unanimous in their opinions, and finally decided to call three thousand. It means that only one scoop is taken for 3,000 weak water.

…………

After Li Cha returned to the Li Mansion, Wei Yiran and Wei Yiyun went to class in frustration.

However, Wei Yiyun hid a purse in his sleeve, just like carrying a gunpowder bullet, always worried that he would be snatched by others.

She has the sequelae of being "bullied" by her cousin!

All morning, Wei Yiyun felt uneasy, only knowing that the teachings in front of him were buzzing one by one, but he didn't know what they were talking about.

When I had lunch at noon, not only was the food tasteless, but I almost stuck my chopsticks in my nostrils.

After lunch, she was dangling in the garden of the clan study, looking around for Song Ke's figure.

Wei Yiyun pinched the sachet in her hand, it turned out that she thought that confession was a very sweet thing, but she didn't think that it was the bitter taste that she couldn't get up or down in her heart.

Then she has to confess quickly.

Either way, she asked for an answer, and she didn't want to be tortured like this again. It was as if the heart had been steamed and fried in a hot pot.

Wei Yiyun was so anxious that he rubbed his feet on the ground, and finally saw Song Ke's figure on the way from the teaching house to the school.

Song Ke, like his cousin, likes to walk the gravel path in the garden.

Wei Yiyun had a worried heart, bypassed a few wilted flowers in the flowers, and reflexively went to block Song Keke's way.

She pulled out the sachet from her sleeve and held it in her hand, as if a little person was beating a drum, knocking on her heart.

It's really ...... For a moment she wanted to turn around and run away.

But don't you think this is a retreat?

If my cousin found out, she would have laughed at her.

Thinking about my cousin wouldn't be such an incompetent person.

Wei Yiyun looked at the approaching gray figure, gritted his teeth and rushed forward.

"Song Jiaoxi." Wei Yiyun stopped the person and held the sachet in front of him, "This, this, this ......"

She felt that the jade pendant was possessed for a while, and she stumbled when she said good things.

"Sent to me?" Song Ke asked with a long end note, his voice making people unable to distinguish emotions.

Wei Yiyun was momentarily encouraged, and raised his eyes to look at his long, narrow phoenix eyes that narrowed slightly.

Song Jiaoxi is really good-looking, and he looks very gentle when he squints.

What girl doesn't have a spring?

Wei Yiyun was so stupid that he eliminated some of the tension right away.

Whether it is the nervous beating heart, or the somewhat tense body face, they all gradually relaxed.

She also spoke more neatly, and the corners of her lips curled up and smiled at Song Ke slightly, "Song Jiaoxi, this is the sachet I embroidered by myself, and I give it to you." ”

Her voice is sweet and shy, listening to it is like tasting a glass of rice wine, some sour, some sweet and some astringent, which makes people reluctant and unbearable to refuse.

But this kind of reluctance has to endure it, and she has to meet someone who really cares about her.

At this time, Song Ke's narrow phoenix eyes that were slightly squinted had returned to normal.

He pinched the sachet in Wei Yiyun's hand, which also made Wei Yiyun ecstatic, and her heart beat violently.

One by one, it struck her heart.

But soon, the look of the person in front of her made the drum beat in her heart out of rhythm.

Song Ke looked at the sachet with a very critical and disgusted gaze, his thin lips opened slightly, and his face was ruthless, "What is the fabric of this sachet?" It's not as good as the clothes that our family wears. ”

Wei Yiyun was stunned, a little dumbfounded.

He sniffed again, "And the spices in there, what's it?" Weeds? I only use ambergris for spices, don't you know? ”

"I ......" Wei Yiyun finally reacted and plucked up the courage to say: "I'm sorry Song Jiaoxi, I really don't know this." But no matter what kind of fabric and spices, this sachet was embroidered by me for several days, stitch by stitch, and it also represents a piece of my heart. ”

"Mind?" Song Ke provoked the end note again, this time Wei Yiyun heard it really well, her voice was full of mockery.

"Just this poor stitch and poor embroidery can be regarded as a mind?" He pinched the sachet as if he were pinching a piece of garbage, and as soon as his fingers loosened, the silver-gray sachet embroidered with lotus flowers fell to the ground.

This is the color that Wei Yiyun knew that Song Ke liked to wear gray clothes.

And she knew that he was in the cloth business, so how could he choose cloth hastily?

As for the stitch embroidery method, it must not be as good as the embroidery girl in his Yixinfang, but among the ladies, she must not be bad.

"You ......" Wei Yiyun was finally hit, only to feel that the strength in his body had been drained, and he staggered back two steps.

My head was also buzzing, and I didn't know what to say or do for a while.

She could only ask herself, what would her cousin do if something like this happened?

Wei Yiyun thought in a daze: But my cousin wouldn't do such a boring thing as giving sachets to men?

Oops, no matter! Let's say my cousin will give a sachet to a man.

If someone dares to say that about her cousin, then she will definitely go back!

And maybe they will let Chengcheng scratch him, let Huanhuan bite him, let Xiaoxiao scold him, and let Yueyue humiliate him.

Although she doesn't have the support of these pets, she must show her momentum.

Wei Yiyun made up her mind, even if it was her favorite Song Jiaoxi, she couldn't override her self-esteem like this.