Zuo is not sold or thrown away, it is better to bring it over and share it with everyone.

Compared with a few of them, Ye Yuyou was the happiest, she looked at those snacks, and subconsciously said: "You make so many pastries every day, it's really amazing." ”

"I think so too." Xiao Min also spoke, looked at these things again, and licked his mouth, "Can I eat it now?" ”

"Bring it here to let you eat it, whatever you want." Mo Ying was very happy, after all, they all liked what they made.

Hearing this, Xiao Min didn't twist it, but directly pinched a piece and put it in his mouth, applauding again and again.

Although He Qiuyi didn't like it very much, he also tasted it, and he didn't say anything more.

One meal, four people eat, three people's feelings have entered some.

Only He Qiuyi is still like a thin veil.

When Song Zecheng was leaving, he drank a little too much, and Mo Ying took the initiative to send him back.

The others didn't think much of it, and He Yu helped Mo Ying get him to the carriage.

"I'll just wait outside." Mo Ying said, and sat in the carriage in front of her, she didn't want Song Zecheng's brothers to think that the two of them had anything to do with each other.

"Then it's troublesome Miss Mo." These men also have to escort their sisters or their own girls back, and they can't take care of Song Zecheng.

"It doesn't matter, he was my savior." Mo Ying had a smile in her eyes and an elegant and generous demeanor.

He Yu admired it very much, but he didn't like it at all.

After going back and forth, Mo Ying and these people are also familiar with each other again.

When he arrived outside the Song Mansion, Mo Ying helped Song Zecheng again and got him out of the carriage.

Song Zecheng was drunk tonight, he lay directly on Mo Ying's shoulder, and his mouth was slurred.

Mo Ying didn't hear what he was talking about, so he spoke with the coachman on the side: "Call out two people from the Song Mansion and bring Song Gongzi back." ”

She was a girl's house, and she went to the Song Mansion in the middle of the night, even if no one knew, Mo Ying felt that it was inappropriate.

"Yes, Miss Mo." The coachman listened to Mo Ying's words and had a little more respect for her, after all, the status of this Song Gongzi is also very important in the capital.

You must know that their young master is not ugly, and there are many people who like it, Mo Ying can be decent, but she is also a rare good girl.

The coachman went in with his front foot, and the two of them were left with his back foot.

At night, the wind blew gently, and although it was said that summer would begin in a few days, it was still a little cold.

Mo Ying was inexplicably hugged into Song Zecheng's arms, and her heart jumped and fluttered.

Looking at the blue brick porcelain tiles on the ground, there was a little more hesitation in her eyes.

Is it to push him away or not?

Thinking like this, Mo Ying raised her head and wanted to push him away, but who knew that she happened to touch his lip.

Before he could break free, he was kissed directly by Song Zecheng.

Mo Ying had never had such intimate contact with a man, she subconsciously wanted to break free, but who expected him to hug him tighter and tighter.

I only heard that the door was opened, and Mo Ying tried her best to pull Song Zecheng away.

But even so, the coachman saw it.

Her little face flushed, and she said, "Your son-in-law is drunk, you don't need to send me, I'll leave." ”

With that, she trotted away.

The coachman wanted to say something, but he could only stop it.

His eyes fell on his son-in-law, only to find that he had fallen asleep.

sighed lightly in his heart, and was a little hesitant whether to tell his son-in-law about tonight's affairs.

However, the personal servant beside him said softly: "I don't know what happened to our son today, he drank so much wine." ”

The two of them also know that Song Zecheng is drunk and likes to talk nonsense, otherwise so many people would not know who Song Zecheng likes.

But thinking that everything is providential, there is another Mo Ying here, and his own son also took a kiss from others.

The personal servant thought of Mo Ying's red cheeks just now, and he muttered, "I think Miss Mo is very good." ”

The coachman held Song Zecheng's hand and paused, but sighed softly in his heart, this falling flower is intentional, and the flowing water is ruthless!

After Mo Ying went back, her heart was still pounding, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

On the second day, Song Zecheng woke up in the morning, and saw his minion looking like he wanted to speak and stopped, he subconsciously glanced at him and said, "What's wrong?" ”

"There are some things that the slave doesn't know whether to say or not." This slave has been following Song Zecheng since he was a child, and the two of them have known each other for a long time, and there are some things that others dare not say, but he dares to say.

"If you don't think you should talk about it, then don't talk about it." Song Zecheng frowned, reached out to take the decanting soup he brought over, and drank some.

"When I came back last night, I saw you forcibly kiss Miss Mo Ying." He thought about it, and finally spoke.

In a word, the sobering soup that Song Zecheng had just drunk almost squirted out, his eyes widened, he looked at Qingzhu, and said, "What did you say?!" ”

Qingzhu told Song Zecheng what was going on, and the more he listened to Song Zecheng's face, the more uncomfortable he became.

When he was drunk before, he often ran to Mo Ying when he was drunk, and now he kissed the girl again......

Qingzhu carefully found that their son-in-law's face was red, which was not common in normal times.

However, he also knew what to say and what not to say, but he knew that he still subconsciously said: "Childe, your face is red." ”

When the words fell, Song Zecheng lowered his face, "Get out!" ”

Qingzhu was aggrieved, but still withdrew.

And at this time, Yue Xingchen had already gotten up early in the morning, sitting there to accompany Ye Yuyou for breakfast.

Ye Yuyou looked at the table full of medicinal food, and his heart was even more bitter, because the affairs of the academy had been resolved, so the academy officially opened classes again, although the previous things had not yet passed.

But after all, it is a royal academy, and it will not be long before everything will disappear, and it is only a matter of time.

"Actually, the injury on my arm is almost healed, and it's okay if I don't eat these things." Ye Yuyou said softly, wanting to reason with Yue Xingchen.

"If you don't eat it, I won't care about Xiaobai." Yue Xingchen picks on her weakness.

Ye Yuyou suddenly wilted, glared at Yue Xingchen viciously, and said, "You know how to threaten me." ”

"You threaten me too?" Yue Xingchen raised his eyebrows, he felt that arguing with her was also an interesting thing.

Ye Yu was leisurely, unwilling to reason with him, "I'll just eat." ”

If you have the ability, don't let your handle fall into my hands, otherwise I will make you look good! Ye Yuyou said secretly in his heart.