Meng Fei Sakura left a little dejected.

Ah Zhao felt a little puzzled by this.

However, Ah Zhao said that he is a very close friend.

Meng Fei Sakura is willing to share the girl's secret with her, and she will be a qualified listener.

If she doesn't want to tell others, she just pretends not to know!

After eating, Ah Zhao went to the small garden where he went to take a nap every day.

There is already an extra bag of snacks there at the moment, which was prepared there in advance by the almighty companion Xia Shishi.

Speaking of which, Ah Zhao is about to start thanking his character again.

#大小姐有着魔鬼般的身材#

This sentence is simply a hard setting.

No matter how Zhao eats, how he doesn't exercise, how he lies down every day.

She will never grow a little more flesh, and she will always maintain the figure of a devil.

Usually, if Ah Zhao is not full, he will eat something to cushion his stomach, and if he is full, he will sit and watch the scenery for a while, or just lie down and sleep for a while.

She didn't sleep today.

She's waiting for someone.

Ah Zhao didn't have to wait long.

In less than five minutes, the young man in the white shirt could be seen walking towards him in the distance.

Ah Zhao suddenly felt that the sunlight was a little dazzling.

A long time ago, I don't remember which world it was in, Ah Zhao once read such a sentence in a book:

Every girl has a teenager in a white shirt living in their hearts, which is their dream when they are young.

Ah Zhao raised his head and looked at Tang Zhou who came over.

She thought that the white-shirted young man in those girls' dreams was probably like Tang Zhou.

Thin, clean, and elegant.

It encapsulates all the fantasies of young girls about Prince Charming.

Like Ah Zhao, Tang Zhou was also looking at the girl sitting on the grass.

She looked very different now.

There is no straight back, no dignified and elegant sitting posture.

She was just like any ordinary high school girl, sitting cross-legged on the grass so casually, and the breath of youth was wantonly emanating.

Tang Zhou suddenly realized what the eldest lady had asked her to come here for.

He laughed.

Walk up to Zhao.

He sat down cross-legged.

"Miss." He called out to her.

After a pause, Tang Zhou laughed again.

He glanced at Ah Zhao seriously at this time and said, "Perhaps, I can change my name?" ”

Ah Zhao also laughed.

She knew that Tang Zhou understood what she meant.

She pointed to herself: "My name is Wan Qizhao, you can call me Ah Zhao." ”

Tang Zhou opened his mouth: "Ah...... Illustrious. ”

It was as if he was adjusting to something, and the two words were pronounced slowly.

After a while, he shouted again: "Ah Zhao." ”

Ah Zhao sighed and pointed at himself: "You see, I am like this now." ”

She looked at Tang Zhou seriously: "What I mean by choosing to see you here today, you should understand, right?" ”

"As you can see, you know the eldest lady, and it doesn't have to be the real Wan Qizhao. Even the Wan Qizhao you see now is not necessarily, it is what I really are. ”

Tang Zhou nodded.

"But what does that matter?" He said.

Ah Zhao tilted his head to look at him.

Tang Zhou laughed and looked at Ah Zhao, his eyes were as bright as stars: "I just need to be sure that I like you." ”

"It doesn't matter if you are the eldest lady, or Wan Qizhao, or Ah Zhao."

"You are who you are."

"It's the girl I like."