Zhao Rong was a little caught off guard.

He stared at the clear black and white eyes in front of him, which reflected his motionless calm face and the violently beating fire light on the side.

Her narrow fox eyes, naturally charming, are staring wide at this time, but they are less flirtatious and more coquettish.

Not to mention the beautiful face that gave birth to those eyes......

Why is there such a beautiful arc?

Zhao Rong looked away slightly, not daring to look any further, nor daring to look at her eyes anymore.

But her gaze was still on his face, and he could feel it.

The crackling sound of the fire became louder, as if to release more heat, scorching the two who were silently "stalemate" on the side.

Zhao Rong pursed his lips, feeling that time had passed for a long time, but the woman's inquiry just now still echoed clearly in his ears, lingering.

Zhao Rong savored it carefully, and there seemed to be a hint of joke in her words.

Should...... It's probably not what I thought it would be.

He thought silently, his mind racing.

In fact, he had already vaguely felt this kind of sign, especially on the night of Lanxi Manor, under the moon in front of the window, she said that she didn't want to be his sister anymore.

It's just that after the two agreed to be good friends, he didn't think much about it, after all, he was afraid that he was just making himself amorous.

But what was the situation? Was she serious, or was it just a joke, or just a little girl's nonsense.

Furnace Ding?

Did she mean what I thought she meant?

In other words, she shouldn't know what a stupid girl is, she looked stupid before.

Zhao Rong secretly complained in his heart, not knowing how to answer, for fear that if he misunderstood, it would be too embarrassing and embarrassing.

Su Xiaoxiao's eyes were full of him at this time.

She looked carefully at the face she had only felt extremely annoying when she first met, especially the "obscene" eyes that had peeked at her through the gap in the bookshelf, and she was looking at it very carefully now.

She waited quietly, only for a moment, when she saw that pair of eyes flicker, and its owner's lips slightly opened, and she was about to speak.

She suddenly felt a beat in her heart.

The little fox demon suddenly spoke, "Hmph, Zhao Rong, I just tested you to see if you were righteous enough, but you thought about it for so long, and it was too disappointing for Xiaoxiao." ”

After speaking, she saw that Zhao Rong breathed a sigh of relief, and her eyes came, she hurriedly turned her gaze away and stared at the flames that made her a little stuffy.

Her chest heaved slightly.

Subsequently, as a little fox demon with the Su clan flower in Qiantang Mountain, he raised his little head and said proudly:

"Of course, the small furnace is to make the little one look pleasing to the eye, well, it must be a little one-tenth to look good, hum, Zhao Rong, you are still far behind, a hundred you are not enough, no, a thousand. ”

Su Xiaoxiao squinted at Zhao Rong.

In the past, the young Confucian who had never been willing to fall behind in terms of appearance hurriedly nodded, "What Su Huxian said is extremely true. ”

Su Xiaoxiao, a senior member of the Appearance Association, snorted twice, her chin as sharp as a white bamboo shoot raised slightly, and the corners of her mouth pulled up a good-looking smile, revealing Wang Zhi's contempt.

Zhao Rong coughed, and saw that Liu Sanbian had left the fire at some point and walked far ahead, he raised his head and asked, "Brother Sanbian, where are you going?"

"Collect firewood. ”

"Let's go, I'll go too. ”

Zhao Rong got up to catch up, and the two walked towards the dark mountain forest in the distance.

The corners of Su's mouth smirked at their backs.

When they left the sight, Su Xiaoxiao reached out and rubbed her face, tilted her head slightly, stared at the fire, quietly distracted, and whispered softly.

"Little so good-looking......"

A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Rong and Liu Sanbian returned with enough firewood to burn overnight.

Zhao Rong glanced at Su Xiaoxiao and found that she was holding the fingertip of a Qianqian jade finger in her left hand in her mouth, sipping it again and again, and holding an embroidery needle in her right hand.

"Don't embroider, it's so dark. ”

"Oh. ”

Su Xiaoxiao answered softly, put the embroidery aside, hugged her knees, her pink lips still pouted the stabbed fingertips, and she quietly watched the dancing flames.

The three of them sat by the fire, silent for a moment,

Seeing this, Zhao Rong pursed his lips, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Why don't we talk for a while." ”

The other two set their eyes on it.

Zhao Rong coughed lightly, "You can say anything, well, I'll come first." ”

"I was born in Qianjing of the Great Chu Dynasty and grew up in the Duke's Mansion in Jingnan, but I heard my mother say that my hometown is in Nanxiaoyaozhou, and I don't know if I have the opportunity to go back and see ......"

Zhao Rong squinted his eyes and slowly recalled the memories of this life.

After the memories of the two lives merged, they were already like one, as if they had all experienced it himself, well, he had indeed experienced all of them personally, but it was just "separate".

Zhao Rong picked out some memories that he suddenly wanted to talk about and told them eloquently.

“...... At that time, I cried loudly, covering my hand that was whipped red by Mr. Fang, squatting on the ground, unwilling to get up, but Mr. Fang was unmoved, and still asked me to copy "A Thousand Family Poems" a hundred times, as long as I made a mistake, I would add it ten more times, at that time, I also complained about Mr. Fang's strictness, but I only knew it when I grew up, well. ”

The young Confucian paused, smiled at the corners of his mouth, and looked back at the south, which was the direction he had come.

The night is sinking and the moonlight is flowing quietly.

Su Xiaoxiao supported her head with her hands, listened carefully to his story, sometimes felt sorry for him, and sometimes laughed with him.

I don't know how long it took, Zhao Rong stopped, was silent for a while, and he smiled at Su Xiaoxiao:

"What about you, I remember asking your name for the first time, you said your name is Su Da Huang, is this your friend?"

The little fox demon hurriedly shook his head, "No, Rhubarb is a soil dog, it is fierce, every time I go down the mountain to the village, it runs out to chase me, once, Xiaoxiao was almost bitten by it on the tail." ”

Thinking of this, Su Xiaoxiao still had palpitations, and she puffed out her mouth, "So I can only find a way to sneak into Xiahe Village quietly while it is not paying attention." ”

"However, when I changed my form and often brought it food, it stopped biting me......"

The little fox demon smiled and squinted, and his tone was a little proud.

So do you think the name "Su Rhubarb" is bluffing?

Zhao Rong couldn't hold back a smile and nodded, "Well, and later it also helped you steal chickens, right?"

Su Xiaoxiao's face was fierce, "Xiaoxiao doesn't steal chickens!" Xiaoxiao went to a private school to listen to the old master's lecture on literacy. ”

Zhao Rong smiled and nodded.

"The feeling in Xiahe Village is much better than at home, I am bored at home, I have no friends to play, I am all good people in it, I speak well, I like to ...... in it."

Su Xiaoxiao was reminded of the memories, and told the interesting story of Xiahe Village when he was a child.

Later, she even told Zhao Rong and the others the story of the handsome scholar she "encountered" for the first time in Poguan.

Of course, Su Xiaoxiao slightly modified the ending.

She sighed, and when the scholar saw her appearance, he became filthy and felt that he was not worthy of her, so he left in shame, and even forgot to take the bookcase.

After that, Su Xiaoxiao exaggerated the scholar's appearance very much, and marveled to Zhao Rong that the scholar was one-tenth as good-looking as hers, a thousand times that of Zhao Rong, and he could be her furnace.

After speaking, the little fox demon secretly glanced at the young Confucian student, only to see the corner of his mouth smiling, listening quietly without saying anything.

She puffed out her mouth slightly and changed the story.

The bright moon in the sky hid in the clouds, and the night became darker.

Su Xiaoxiao was a little thirsty and stopped.

Zhao Rong handed over the water bag with a very good eye.

After the little fox demon finished drinking, he lowered his mouth and nodded with satisfaction.

It's just that he stopped talking after that and winked at Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong nodded lightly and turned his head to look at Liu Sanchang.

Seeing this, the latter lowered his head slightly, reached out and picked up a handful of firewood from the side, threw it into the fire, and stared at the flames for a while, the orange firelight reflected his somewhat vicious face.

The yin owl man looked at him without taking his eyes off and slowly spoke.