"Bastard! Bastard! Big Bad! ”

Yingge lowered her voice and scolded Feng Hongwu, pouring out all the curse words she could think of.

"Hey! Yingge, that snow has no enmity with you, what are you doing kicking it! ”

The familiar teasing rang in my ears.

Yingge was startled, her feet were weak, and her body suddenly slipped forward.

Feng Hongwu was also taken aback by this sudden change.

subconsciously rushed over, grabbed Yingge's hand, took her in his arms with force, took a few steps back, and complained: "Why are you so stupid!" ”

scolded behind his back, but he was listened to by the main owner.

Yingge is a little weak-hearted.

Hearing Feng Hongwu's words, she was suddenly annoyed again, where could she care if Feng Hongwu saved her.

"I'm just stupid! What's your business! Yingge pushed Feng Hongwu away and blurted out subconsciously.

With that, she lifted her feet and left.

Stinky bastards!

You're stupid! You're the biggest fool!

Yingge sneered in her heart.

"Hey! Yingge, I saved you anyway, I didn't take you to repay the life-saving benefactor like this! Feng Hongwu looked at Yingge's back, but still couldn't help but ridicule.

Yingge frowned, turned her head and glared at Feng Hongwu angrily: "I thank you!" I didn't ask you for help! ”

After saying that, he ran straight away.

Feng Hongwu raised his hand and touched his nose, and said to himself strangely: "What's wrong with this girl today?" Eat cannonballs? ”

Yingge ran away.

She didn't want to go back to Qiongyu Pavilion at this time, for fear that the young lady would laugh at her again.

It's not that she hates Miss, but now she has some strange emotions in her heart, and she is a little unreasonable for a while.

She needed to find a quiet place to sort out.

Before I knew it, I was in the front yard.

Looking at Tong Yeming, who was still sitting in the hall, Yingge pursed her lips and walked in without thinking too much.

Seeing someone coming in, Tong Yeming subconsciously raised his head, his eyes full of anticipation.

Yingge looked at his eyes, and suddenly felt a sense of sympathy in his heart.

"Yingge girl, it's you." Tong Yeming greeted lightly, still lowered his head, and looked at his hands silently.

Only then did Yingge notice that there was a handkerchief in his hand.

After carefully distinguishing it for a while, Yingge remembered that this handkerchief was not the one embroidered by Miss Biao a few days ago?

How did the handkerchief embroidered by Miss Cousin end up in the hands of Mr. Tong?

Yingge was a little puzzled: "Is this handkerchief given to you by Miss Cousin?" ”

Naturally, Yingge wanted to ask Tong Yeming what it was like to like to be a person.

I also want to ask him, does she like the strange feelings in her heart?

Tong Yeming didn't look up, just stared at the silk satin handkerchief in his hand, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth: "She doesn't want to have anything to do with me now, how can she give me a handkerchief?" ”

In her mind, her old bright smile came to mind.

Yingge slowly walked diagonally across from him, sat down near the door, and clasped her hands tightly together: "Tong Gongzi, do you like Miss Biao?" ”

Tong Yeming was stunned, and the wry smile on his lips became more and more obvious: "I like it." How can you not like it? It's just that I understood too late and missed too much. ”

After thinking about some things, I realized that a long time ago, the girl who was always puffing out her cheeks when she was angry had already lived in his heart.

Yingge looked at Tong Yeming in some surprise.

"What about Miss Cousin? Does she like you? She couldn't help but ask.

This time, Kiriya didn't speak after thinking for a long time.

Does Su Zheng like her?

He pursed his lips, and a touch of gloom unconsciously crossed the bottom of his eyes: "Approximately, I don't like it, right?" ”

Otherwise, how could you hate being with him so much?

Yingge stared at her eyebrows suspiciously, and thought for a long time: "But, looking at Miss Watch's appearance, I should also like you, right?" ”

"Really?" Tong Yeming raised his head suddenly, and the eyes that were still dull on both sides instantly became kind and bright, "She...... She's ...... It's true...... Enjoy...... Like...... Like...... I? ”

He was so excited that he even stammered.

Yingge looked at his excited appearance, and was a little unsure for a while.

If she is wrong, this person is afraid that she will be even more lost, right?

She hesitated for a moment before she said, "Approximately, I should like it, right?" ”

"Oh." There was no positive answer from Yingge, and those eyes dimmed again.

Tong Yeming lowered his head again and looked at the handkerchief in his hand.

The hand holding the handkerchief tightened unconsciously, as if trying to grasp something.

She should like Zhao Lang, right?

After all, he was already her fiancé.

His chest, as if he had been tightly clenched in the palm of his hand, ached, stuffy, so stuffy that he almost lost his breath.

"Tong Gongzi, what do you like?" Yingge asked unconsciously.

Miss Biao's reaction when she heard the name of Kiriko was clearly different from other times.

However, what is different, she can't say clearly.

Just a faint feeling.

She felt that Miss Yingge liked Tong Gongzi.

But what exactly is like?

Tong Yeming was stunned, and didn't realize that he was in front of a little maid: "I like it, no matter what she looks like, you think it's cute and attractive." I like her to laugh happily, like the sun, shining into your dark life. Afraid to see her cry or disappointed, if she speaks coldly to you, you will feel a terrible pain in your chest, and you will want to die immediately......"

Kiriya muttered for a long time.

He pursed his lips for a moment, raised the corners of his lips, and smiled richly; For a while, he lowered his head again, his eyes dimmed, and his body was full of deep sorrow.

It seems that in the process of narrating, he has experienced all the ways of the world, and experienced all the joys and sorrows.

Yingge listened to his story, and her mind was full of pictures of her getting along with Feng Hongwu.

Although she is always noisy, she likes the lively scene.

She seems, really, like it, Feng Hongwu.

This thought suddenly appeared in Yingge's mind, and she jumped up from her chair in shock, as if a needle suddenly grew on the chair, making her fidget.

Tong Yeming raised his head and pulled the corners of his lips with difficulty, as if he wanted to laugh, but when the smile surfaced, it looked even uglier than crying.

"Huh! Behold that I have told you this. She probably doesn't want to see me, does she? She probably doesn't want to see me. ”

With a soft sigh, he lowered his head again and said no more.

Yingge looked at the circle of rich sadness that lingered around him, wrapped him tightly in it, completely separated from the noisy world, and looked very lonely.

Pursing her lips, she didn't say anything more, turned around and walked out.

She knew that she was in love with Feng Hongwu.

However, she still didn't understand why two people who obviously liked each other couldn't be together.

Looking up at the clear blue sky, the white clouds walked leisurely in the sky, and the days were very comfortable.

Looking down at his feet again, Yingge felt a trace of sadness in his heart.