Yun gently patted the back of Fang Dongqiao's hand.

"It's such a big person, it's the same as when I was a child, it's not okay to be so coquettish."

"Qiao'er doesn't care, no matter how old Qiao'er is, it is also her mother's intimate little padded jacket, and she is her mother's beloved daughter. What's wrong with Jo'er being coquettish, Jo'er is tired of her mother. Fang Dong Qiao was beside the Yun Clan, shaking the Yun Clan's arm.

"You, you, you little girl, what can my mother do with you in the future."

Yun hugged Fang Dongqiao, touched Fang Dongqiao's forehead, and helped her straighten her somewhat messy hair.

At this time, Mr. Ye followed Fang Jingshu, Rong Ruochen, and Su Lige slowly stepped in, and happened to see Fang Dongqiao and the Yun family's mother and daughter.

When Fang Dongqiao saw a few of them coming in, his face changed, he playfully stuck out his tongue, quickly stood up from Yun's arms, straightened his clothes, and stood beside Yun's side obediently, smiling sweetly.

Fang Jingshu saw Fang Dongqiao's face changing speed, even if he wanted to say a few words about her, he couldn't say it at this time, he could only look at where Fang Dongqiao was smiling at him, but he couldn't do anything with her.

That Rong Ruochen saw that Fang Dongqiao's attitude changed quickly before and after, and his face was not red and his heart was not beating, as if the little daughter who was coquettish in her mother's arms just now had never happened at all.

Where she sits, she looks serious, looking at the etiquette rules and regulations, there is nothing wrong, but the big bright eyes still reveal her true nature, and the bright light that flashes from time to time can be captured by those who have a heart.

Rong Ruochen happens to be one of the people with a heart, and he must be able to see it clearly and clearly.

As for Su Lige, he is not used to being well-behaved like Fang Dongqiao, but he is still more comfortable with that lively and pretty little girl.

It's just that at this moment, Fang Dongqiao had already greeted them one by one.

"Mr. Ye is good, big brother is good, Brother Ruochen is good, Brother Su is good. You came here to talk about something, so Qiao'er took her leave. ”

When Fang Dongqiao is present with outsiders, she always doesn't jump between walks, she will walk lightly according to the etiquette norms.

Rong Ruochen, who was familiar with Fang Dongqiao's nature, Fang Jingshu and Su Lige lost their minds when they saw Fang Dongqiao's style, but after a while, they quickly came back to their senses.

That old Mr. Ye looked at Fang Dongqiao with the demeanor of everyone's ladies, and praised it.

"Qiao'er, this girl, I haven't seen her for four years, I can't imagine that she has changed so much, a little girl who was so naughty and naughty back then, now she also has the demure state of everyone's ladies, it's rare, it's rare."

Mr. Ye stroked his beard and said with a smile, Fang Jingshu, Rong Ruochen, and Su Lige heard this comment, the expressions on their faces were a little strange, and even the Yun clan who was sitting had an indescribable crying and laughing expression.

Seeing this, Mr. Ye asked Fang Jingshu in confusion.

"Apprentice, which sentence did Master say wrong just now?"

"No, Master is right, Qiao'er's girl is indeed much more sensible and quieter than when she was a child." When Fang Jingshu said this, his eyebrows and eyes were warm and moist, and there was no flaw in them.

Rong Ruochen and Su Lige next to him both looked at Fang Jingshu with stunned expressions, this guy has become more and more happy and angry over the years.

That old Mr. Ye probably also saw something, and asked Rong Ruochen and Su Lige.

"You two seem to have something to say to the old man."

"No, Mr. Ye was wrong, Lige just thought of something else just now, and he just thought about it." I can't think of a clean little white rabbit, and I don't give in when I make up lies.

When Mr. Ye heard Su Lige say this, he really didn't suspect that he was lying, but Rong Ruochen probably didn't have a good impression of Mr. Ye, so Mr. Ye set his sights on Rong Ruochen.

That Rong Ruochen naturally has his own words.

"Mr. Ye, don't hide it, Ruochen does have something to say. Mr. Ye is blessed today. Sister Qiao'er brewed a batch of excellent wine a few days ago, and Mr. Ye could taste it to his heart's content in the evening. ”

Rong Ruochen smiled so much that his peach blossom eyes narrowed, like a cunning fox.

"Oh? Are you sure? Anyway, these days outside, what the old man misses most is the good wine brewed by Qiao'er's girl. ”

Mr. Ye smiled and stroked his beard, he really wanted to taste the taste of that wine right away.

When Fang Jingshu heard Rong Ruochen say this, he glanced at Rong Ruochen with a smile, walked to his side, approached Rong Ruochen's ear, and lowered his voice.

"If you let Jo'er know that you are calculating the good wine she brews again, it is estimated that you will not have to dangle in front of Jo'er in the past seven days."

Rong Ruochen listened to it and smiled peachy.

"There will always be a way, after all, Sister Qiao'er is kind."

Fang Dongqiao will always be soft-hearted about people who are recognized, Rong Ruochen understands this, and Fang Jingshu also knows it very well.

In the evening, at the Fang family's dinner table, Rong Ruochen's previous guess was not wrong at all, Fang Dongqiao heard Mr. Ye ask about the fine wine she brewed, although she knew in her heart that it was Rong Ruochen's idea to beat her with those fine wines, but she still generously took out five jars of good wine.

A jar of peach blossom wine, a jar of Tusu wine, a jar of wine, a jar of green plum wine, and a jar of begonia wine. The varieties of Wutan good wine are different, and the taste is also different, not to mention that Mr. Ye is very happy to drink, and the others are also drinking more and more energetically.

It's just that although these wines are not easy to get drunk, but if they drink like this, they will naturally be intoxicating, Fang Dongqiao watched them drink one by one, his eyes were hazy, and his steps were unsteady, but he was still holding wine glasses and bumping together.

"Good wine! One more drink! "I don't know if Rong Ruochen is particularly fond of red, and the wine he chooses is also red and glamorous, the wine color is in the glass, the luster is as translucent as a ruby, smooth and clear, like a zigzag pomegranate red juice.

He swayed the bewitching color in the cup, leaning unsteadily on Fang Jingshu's shoulder, a pair of peerless peach blossom eyes, drunk and hazy, just like that, on Fang Jingshu's shoulder, colliding with the begonia wine in his hand.

"Brother Fang, drink again, don't get drunk!"

"Brother Rong, you drank too much tonight." Fang Jingshu was slightly drunk, and his eyes were like ink.

"How can you drink too much, you won't drink too much, if you are drunk, it is fine, but you are not drunk, what should you do?" The corners of Rong Ruochen's eyes were slightly raised, and his eyes became deeper and more blurry.

Fang Dongqiao saw Rong Ruochen leaning on Fang Jingshu like this, seeing that the two of them looked at each other from time to time, his eyes widened in shock, and he made a decision quickly, taking advantage of the eldest brother Fang Jingshu to toast Old Mr. Ye to drink, Fang Dongqiao walked over quickly and pulled Rong Ruochen over.

"Brother Ruochen, you seem to be drunk, Qiao'er took Brother Ruochen out to wake up the bar."

You must not let Rong Ruochen calculate her eldest brother, you must let this demon stay away from her eldest brother, otherwise, the eldest brother will be abducted crooked by him, so what should I do?

Thinking of this, Fang Dongqiao couldn't care less, pulled the drunken Rong Ruochen out of the main hall, took him to the courtyard, and let him blow the cold wind at night and wake up his mind.

And Fang Dongqiao seemed to remember something, taking advantage of the moment when Rong Ruochen didn't pay attention, his mind moved, took out a bottle of sobering potion from the space, lifted the groggy Rong Ruochen, reached out and pinched his jaw, and poured a bottle of sobering potion directly to Rong Ruochen.

In this case, he should be sober.

Fang Dongqiao thought that she had poured him a decanting potion with excellent effect, and at this time Rong Ruochen should also be sober in his mind, and the person should also be sober.

Why is Rong Ruochen still drunk at this time, looking like she is not awake, she seems to be drunk but not drunk, could it be that her sobering potion is wrong? It's impossible, or maybe Rong Ruochen's physique is not ordinary, so her sobering potion is ineffective against Rong Ruochen?

Fang Dongqiao thought of this, and stomped her feet in place in annoyance, so, what should she do with Rong Ruochen?

Otherwise, let Rong Ruochen lie on the cold ground, and when he is drunk and sober, he will probably get up and go back to the Rongguo Mansion by himself.

Once Fang Dongqiao made this decision, he immediately got up and prepared to go back to the main hall, but after walking a few steps, Fang Dongqiao looked back and saw Rong Ruochen lying alone on the cold ground, the evening breeze blowing his crimson robe, blowing his inky green silk. She clearly saw that his body was shrunk and curled, as if he sensed the coldness, but he was not yet awake, his eyes were still tightly closed, his lips were slightly open, and the smell of alcohol was attacking.

Fang Dongqiao saw Rong Ruochen's appearance, her brows furrowed tightly, she sighed lightly, she finally couldn't bear to let Rong Ruochen blow in the cold wind like this, after all, if you fall asleep like this, it is easy to get wind chill.

Thinking about it, Fang Dongqiao widened the cloak of the big red feather satin on his body, gently covered Rong Ruochen's body, and sat on his side again, holding his cheeks with both hands, and looking sideways at Rong Ruochen's sleeping face.

"When will you wake up?" Fang Dongqiao muttered, his voice was very low and low, as soon as the evening breeze blew, blowing in the wind, it seemed to dissipate quickly, and there was no trace.

Rong Ruochen, who was lying on the ground, seemed to be conscious, and suddenly rolled up the cloak of big red feather satin, and the whole person was buried in it, with perfect thin lips, bending and moving, and the arc was gently raised.

Fang Dongqiao sat next to Rong Ruochen for a while, waiting for Rong Ruochen to wake up, but he seemed to have entered a dream, sleeping extremely sweetly, Fang Dongqiao, who was close up, could naturally hear Rong Ruochen's sleeping breathing, softly like a calm sea, and when he rested, he would always be unusually peaceful, and extremely gentle.

Just like Rong Ruochen now, once he falls asleep, he can't see the dangerous light flashing in his beautiful peach blossom eyes, and he can also ignore his sinister and cunning calculations.

At such a moment, she can not be wary of Rong Ruochen, now he is like a bright-minded baby, pure and clear, clean as a clear spring, refreshing.