"Why are you going?" Looking at Tang Ci's stubborn figure walking towards the door, Zhong Yuwan asked out loud.

"I'm running away from home." Tang Ci, who was facing away from a few people, said coldly.

His heart was already broken, and he would never come back.

"And this kind of good thing?" Zhong Xuanwan's surprised voice came from behind him.

Tang Ci: "......"

As soon as he reached the door, a handsome-looking young lady walked in with a limping young man.

"Are you overdrawn kidneys?" Zhao Zirong looked at Tang Ci, who was pale and tired, and asked in some surprise.

Sure enough, these two boats are not so easy to tread.

Tang Ci: "......"

Two minutes later, on the way to the auction house, the four young ladies walked in front, and Tang Ci supported Zhao Zirong and walked silently behind the girls.

"You're damned." Zhao Zirong looked at the two figures with double ponytails in front of him, and his jealous eyes were about to glow green.

What can he do, how can he be!

One double ponytail is hateful enough, but both are double ponytails.

"Why did Brother Zhao speak ill of me?" Tang Ci turned his head to look at Zhao Zirong beside him, and asked very puzzled.

Before Zhao Zirong could answer, the witty classmate Xiao Tang instantly understood the reason for the matter, raised his hand and touched his cheek, and comforted:

"Brother Zhao, you don't have to be too inferior, although you don't have the handsome and extraordinary appearance like me, but you are actually ...... He doesn't look ugly."

Zhao Zirong: "......"

"I finally know why you can step on two boats."

I'm afraid that the thickness of this face can compete with the city wall.

"Yes, it turns out that Brother Zhao, you also discovered that I not only have a handsome and perfect appearance, but also a noble and pure heart." Tang Ci said with a little embarrassment that a little secret was discovered.

Zhao Zirong: "......"

"Brother Zhao, you pretended to be wrong, your left leg is lame." Seeing that Zhao Zirong's pace was wrong, Tang Ci hurriedly reminded in a whisper.

If Sister Tiantian finds out, then Brother Zhao must not be subjected to domestic violence.

"Take care of yourself!" Zhao Zirong glared at Tang Ci and said angrily.

"Brother Zhao, this is wrong, I kindly remind you that you can't have this attitude towards me because I am more handsome than you and my soul is more beautiful than you." Tang Ci said a little angrily.

"Mommy, look! That lame uncle got into a fight with someone." At the door of the shop next to her, a little girl with pigtails said in a milky voice.

"That's a disabled person, you can't call it a cripple, you know, Yunyun." The beautiful woman taught.

"Yunyun knows." The little girl nodded her little head and replied obediently.

"Mom, that disabled uncle beats people so fiercely."

"Help!" Tang Ci shouted and ran desperately towards the women in front of him.

He told the truth, why is he still beating people.

The point is that he can't beat it yet.

Zhao Zirong chased after him with an angry face.

"Are your legs alright?" Niu Tiantian turned her head and looked at Zhao Zirong, who was walking like a fly, with a bit of murderous aura in her tone.

"Huh? How did it suddenly get better? Sweet, don't you say it's weird?" Zhao Zirong stopped, raised his legs, and said with some embarrassment.

A minute later......

"Hehe......" Tang Ci looked at Zhao Zirong, who was reprimanded by Niu Tiantian not far away, and let out a gloating laugh from his mouth.

"What are you laughing at, do you think you can be better than him?" Zhong Juwan turned her head and glanced at Tang Ci, and said with a cold face.

"My daughter-in-law is prettier than him." Tang Ci didn't think about it, and directly came to a rainbow fart.

But as soon as the words came out, I suddenly realized that I had said the wrong thing.

In the next second, two lines of sight came towards Tang Ci.

"You daughter-in-law

, is it surnamed Chu, or is it surnamed Zhong, classmate Tang Ci." Zhong Yingwan looked at Tang Ci with beautiful eyes, asked with a smile on her face, and Chu Qingsi, who was forcibly holding her arm by Zhong Juwan, also looked at Tang Ci with beautiful eyes.

"This ......" Tang Ci looked at Zhong Xuanwan, then at Chu Qingsi, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva with some difficulty.

"Huh? There are sugar gourds selling there, I'll go buy two and come back." Tang Ci looked at a small stall not far away and walked over quickly.

Zhong Xuanwan looked at the back of Tang Ci leaving, "Sister Chu, did you say that we are a little too tolerant of him."

"Then kill him." Chu Qingsi turned his head and glanced at Zhong Yuwan, and he was surging.

Chung Chung: "......"

"That...... Not necessarily."

Yang Ningshu, who was standing on the side, watched this scene and couldn't help but laugh.

It's really not easy to see Zhong Yuwan deflated.

"Auntie, how do you sell sugar gourds?" Tang Ci came to the booth and asked out loud.

"Who's your aunt?" A gruff voice rang out.

"I'm sorry, uncle." Tang Ci looked at the uncle's flowing hair and said apologetically.

"Who's your name, uncle! I'm only twenty-eight this year!" The uncle glared at Tang Ci and said in a dissatisfied tone.

Tang Ci: "......"

This face is really a little too anxious.

"Hello, how do you sell sugar gourds?"

Learned, it's better not to be called in the future.

"Ten dollars a string."

"I buy more, can I be cheaper." Tang Ci bargained.

"How much do you buy?" A warm smile appeared on the long-haired man's face and asked.

The customer is God, and this is a great God.

"Three strings." Tang Ci thought about it and said seriously.

Man: "......"

Go to the great god.

Two minutes later, after Tang Ci finished paying, he left the stall with three strings of sugar gourds in his hand and an unhappy face.

"If it's not cheap, it's not cheap, who are you scolding."

"Oh, three beautiful teachers." Tang Ci handed the sugar gourd in his hand to Zhong Yingwan and the three daughters.

"Didn't you buy your own?" Zhong Juwan reached out and took a string of sugar gourds, glanced at Tang Ci, and asked.

"Eat it, I don't like it." Tang Ci returned, like he was reluctant to eat delicious food, and then gave it to his girlfriend's excellent boyfriend.

than a heart.

Chu Qingsi also glanced at Tang Ci, and then stretched out his white and tender little hand to take a string of sugar gourds, and Yang Ningshu, who was standing on the side, did not make any moves.

Tang Ci handed the last remaining string of sugar gourds to Yang Ningshu, "Sister Ning Ning."

Yang Ningshu looked at Tang Ci with beautiful eyes, "You can eat."

"Take it, Sister Ning Ning, I really don't like to eat it, or I'll buy it for myself." Tang Ci looked at Yang Ningshu's pretty face and persuaded him.

Yang Ningshu glanced at Tang Ci, didn't pretend anymore, and reached out to take the sugar gourd.

When the sugar gourd came to her mouth, Zhong Yuwan opened her ruddy and seductive little mouth, took a light bite of the red hawthorn, and muttered, "Why does it seem to smell like a peach?"

Tang Ci on the side stiffened, and looked to the side with a little weakness.

Chu Qingsi, who was about to eat sugar gourd, was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Zhong Juwan beside him, and then glanced at Tang Ci, who was a thief next to him, and pursed his lips, as if he understood something.

"Ning Ning, try it, this sugar gourd seems to have a real peach flavor, and it's quite delicious." Zhong Juwan glanced at Tang Ci next to her, a surging smile appeared on her face, and she turned her head to Yang Ningshu and said.

Yang Ningshu glanced at her best friend a little strangely, then picked up the sugar gourd, gently opened her small mouth and took a bite.

"How's that, does it smell like a peach?" Zhong Juwan asked a little impatiently.

"Nope." Yang Ningshu savored it

Sweet and sour taste, back.

"Do you have yours, Sister Chu?" Zhong Yuwan turned her head again, looked at Chu Qingsi beside her and asked.

Chu Qingsi gently chewed the hawthorn in his mouth and glanced at Zhong Yuwan, "No."

"Did I taste it wrong?" Zhong Juwan said with some confusion, and then looked at Tang Ci who was watching the scenery on the side, "Little Tangzi."

"Huh?" Tang Ci was agitated and turned his head to look at Zhong Xuanwan.

"Why are you surprised, you kid can't have done something wrong, right?" Zhong Xuanwan glanced at Tang Ci and asked with a smile.

"What can I do, I'm so upright." Tang Ci said, his gaze subconsciously avoiding Zhong Yuwan's gaze.

"That's right, our classmate Xiao Tang is the most open, and he said that he would never find one of the two girlfriends." Zhong Yingwan lightly tapped her fair chin and said thoughtfully.

Tang Ci: "......"

"Come, Xiao Tang, help the teacher taste whether this sugar gourd has the taste of peaches." As she spoke, Zhong Juwan handed the sugar gourd in her hand to Tang Ci.

Tang Ci glanced at the sugar gourd in front of him and did not move.

"Why, don't you give the teacher this face?" Zhong Juwan looked at Tang Ci with beautiful eyes and said.

"That...... I don't like to eat sugar gourds." Tang Ci returned seriously.

"You Sister Ning Ning still don't like to eat hawthorn, so she didn't eat the sugar gourd you gave." Zhong Juwan glanced at Yang Ningshu, who was biting a sugar gourd with a small mouth next to her, and said.

Yang Ningshu's mouth stiffened, and an unnatural color appeared on her face.

Tang Ci quietly glanced at Yang Ningshu, did not speak, and subconsciously remembered the picture of Yang Ningshu taking the initiative to hold his hand before.

No, Tang Ci hurriedly expelled the messy thoughts in his mind, then looked at the sugar gourd in front of him, opened his mouth, and took a big sip.

[In view of the general environment,

"How did you bite the place where I bitten, is this an indirect kiss, don't you know?" Zhong Juwan glared at Tang Ci and said in a dissatisfied tone.

Tang Ci: "......"

"How's it going, does it smell like a peach?" Zhong Xuanwan looked at Tang Ci, who had a somewhat embarrassed expression, and asked again.

"Nope." Tang Ci chewed the hawthorn in his mouth and returned.

"Then it really seems that I was mistaken." Zhong Juwan said, took the sugar gourd back, and then took a small bite at the position that Tang Ci had just bitten.

Tang Ci looked at Zhong Yuwan and did not speak.

Talking about indirect kissing in his mouth, he eats it more deliciously than anyone else.

At this moment, Chu Qingsi suddenly handed the sugar gourd in his hand to Tang Ci, "It's not delicious, I'll give it to you."

Tang Ci was stunned for a moment, looked at the sugar gourd in front of him, and then looked at Chu Qingsi......

"Why, is it important that a fiancée doesn't have a sister-in-law?" Chu Qingsi looked at Tang Ci with beautiful eyes and said with a cold face.

Tang Ci didn't speak, and hurriedly reached out to take the sugar gourd.

"Sister Chu, don't be angry, of course your fiancée is more important than your sister-in-law, after all, your fiancée can give birth to a baby, but your sister-in-law can't." Zhong Xuanwan said, looking at Tang Ci with big smiling eyes, and blinked slightly, "Yes, Xiao Tang."

The corners of Tang Ci's eyes twitched slightly, picked up the sugar gourd, and took a big sip.

"Eat slowly, come, sister, I'll give you this skewer too." Zhong Juwan said, grabbed Tang Ci's other hand, and stuffed the sugar gourd into Tang Ci's hand.

Tang Ci looked at the sugar gourd in his left hand, and then at the sugar gourd in his right hand, and the saliva in his mouth began to secrete uncontrollably.

He really doesn't like to eat sugar gourds.

"By the way, why didn't I buy a bunch for your Tiantian sister." Zhong Juwan looked at Niu Tiantian, who was still facing Zhao Zirong's various outputs, and asked.

"Sister Tiantian, doesn't she have Brother Zhao, I didn't buy it." Tang Ci took a big sip of sugar gourd and returned.

As soon as Tang Ci's words fell, Zhong Juwan turned her head to look at Yang Ningshu, who was silently eating sugar gourds on the side, and said earnestly:

"Ningning, you can grow a little longer, you don't have a boyfriend."

Piercing the heart is the main purpose of Sister Zhong.

Yang Ningshu: "......"