Chapter Seventy-Seven

Although Zhao Qingfeng didn't know why Bai Luoluo was suddenly so flustered, he didn't ask more, Bai Luoluo secretly clenched Zhao Qingfeng's hand, buried his head and said nothing.

Bai Luoluo was distracted all the way, leading Zhao Qingfeng to the middle of the long street, and did not pay attention to the passers-by, and collided with a woman wearing a curtain fence, Bai Luoluo took three steps back and crashed into Zhao Qingfeng's arms, but the woman fell directly to the ground, and a child about eight or nine years old in the crowd helped the woman up, and his expression was full of worry.

"Ting Yun. Zhao Qingfeng called, and the child actually trembled for a moment before he looked up at him in a panic: "Why did Mr. leave the house?"

Bai Luoluo looked at Xie Wen, who was still a child, and couldn't help but regret what he would do in the future, the woman next to him coughed lightly, and Zhao Qingfeng's brows slowly frowned: "Luo Niang?"

Xie Wen's hand was secretly clenched into fists, Bai Luoluo had not seen Xie Wen's thoughts about Luo Niang before, but now that they really returned to their past, they finally understood why Xie Wen, who had no grievances with him, would deceive Miss Li Fu and want to be a medicine primer to save Hui Niang.

He also likes his mother.

Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, gentle and polite, pure and good-minded, how can such a woman not be loved?

"Brother. Luo Niang's voice was very slow, slow like playing an overtone xylophone.

"Come on. Zhao Qingfeng didn't know when he took Bai Luoluo's hand again, and led the three of them to a tea shop together, the shopkeeper of the tea shop seemed to know Zhao Qingfeng, and immediately took the four of them upstairs to find a quiet place and retreated, the woman slowly took off the curtain fence at this time, and the appearance was no different from the portrait that Bai Luoluo had seen, but the eyes were a little more gentle than the painting.

"Why are the girls so similar to me?" Luo Niang looked at Bai Luoluo at first glance, Bai Luoluo moved her lips, but Zhao Qingfeng changed the topic: "As stated in the letter, you are injured." ”

"It was Shewin who saved him. Luo Niang really didn't ask anymore, her eyebrows were shallow and gentle, Bai Luoluo couldn't help but reach out and touch her eyebrows, it was really just skin similar.

So Zhao Qingfeng, she liked her because of her appearance at the beginning, didn't she?

"My brother will be in the Song Mansion in the future, be careful in everything. Luo Niang held the corner of her clothes, and her expression was more resolute: "What my brother did, even if it hurt Luo Niang, Luo Niang will not have any complaints." ”

Listen to it, listen to what people are saying.

Bai Luoluo gritted his teeth and asked himself if he was willing to make such a choice, he had hesitated to give up Feisheng and stay with Zhao Qingfeng for a long time, but Luo Niang only resolutely told Zhao Qingfeng that even if he did anything to hurt himself, he could be forgiven.

"Do you remember the road to the bamboo room?" Zhao Qingfeng poured a cup of tea and held it in the palm of his hand, and Luo Niang smiled: "Naturally, I remember that it was the refuge where my brother took Luo Niang to escape when he was a child." ”

Okay, okay, it turns out that this bamboo house is also the memory of the two of them.

Bai Luoluo became more and more disgusted with his current taste, and just lowered his head, Zhao Qingfeng put down the hot tea and held Bai Luoluo's hand under the table: "Ting Yun, it is only thoughtful to send Luo Niang to the bamboo room." ”

There are words in the words, Zhao Qingfeng is nothing more than accusing Xie Wen of hiding her without telling her after saving her mother, but Bai Luoluo understands Xie Wen's selfishness, if he can really hide the person he likes, Bai Luoluo can't wait to hide Zhao Qingfeng day by day and not be harmed by his future life.

Ting Yun knew his mistake. Xie Wen sat on his knees and was still restrained, Bai Luoluo glanced at his afterglow, it was a deep longing, if this desire was magnified, it was ambition.

Although Xie Wen took Zhao Qingfeng as his teacher, he was unwilling to be left behind, although he had a grudge in the future, it did not prevent him from being a natural rebel.

If you take precautions in advance, it may be a good thing for Zhao Qingfeng.

"Zhao Qingfeng, you go to deliver it in person, it is thoughtful. Bai Luoluo deliberately provoked Xie Wen, Xie Wen had a cold light in his eyes, he already had such a scheming at a young age, no wonder he would conspire with Song Lian to kill Zhao Qingfeng in the future and move to Youzhou and suffer for ten years.

Zhao Qingfeng thought for a moment and looked embarrassed, thinking that he was worried about Song Lian's eyeliner, Bai Luoluo chuckled: "Don't you forget who else is beside you?"

A tea is cold, the tea shop parted ways, this place is remote, and you can only rely on the rabbit lamp in Bai Luoluo's hand to illuminate the road ahead, the two of them walked slowly, and Zhao Qingfeng's voice was soft: "You and Ting Yun have only seen each other today, why are you aggressive?"

"Zhao Qingfeng, I am from the future, if I say that he will harm you in the future, do you still want to be his husband who preaches and solves doubts?" Bai Luoluo stopped, she couldn't see Zhao Qingfeng's expression at this time, she only knew that he was smiling.

"The Book of Sages has never had a reason to bury his talent for his own selfishness. "Zhao Qingfeng is a stubborn nerd now, in comparison, Zhao Qingfeng in the future is simply reasonable, although his words are pedantic, but as long as it is what Bai Luoluo said, how can he not listen to it, but this Zhao Qingfeng more than ten years ago, knowing that Song Lian is sinister, knowing that Xie Wen is naturally rebellious, but he still simply believes in his way of sages, which is simply pedantic.

"Good, good, it's my villain. Bai Luoluo was annoyed and pushed to speed up his pace and walked forward, and when he walked in a hurry, he stepped on a small pit, and his left foot was directly unable to move.

Zhao Qingfeng hurriedly stepped forward to help, and Bai Luoluo couldn't help but blow away: "You go and take care of your mother, your father, and your apprentice, how can a villain like me stand the care of you Zhao Shengxian." ”

The more Bai Luoluo thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, and in the end, her voice was choked, Zhao Qingfeng sighed lightly and stretched out her hand to hold her face: "You know that I don't mean this, why do you bother to say this?"

"You don't understand......" Bai Luoluo's tears finally couldn't help but flow, now Zhao Qingfeng has never experienced any loss pain, naturally does not understand Bai Luoluo's heart, but Bai Luoluo is different, she has experienced too many ups and downs about Zhao Qingfeng, and naturally she no longer wants to lose this last ray of hope.

"Come on. Zhao Qingfeng wiped Bai Luoluo's tears and squatted down with her back, such a move couldn't help but make Bai Luoluo think that Zhao Qingfeng had also made her angry before, but whether it was Zhao Qingfeng more than ten years ago or Zhao Qingfeng more than ten years later, the way to coax people was really the same, and there has been no growth.

"I just have a sore foot. Bai Luoluo fell to Zhao Qingfeng's back and grabbed Zhao Qingfeng's neck, Zhao Qingfeng laughed again, but this time there was more joy: "Okay." ”

Zhao Qingfeng got up slowly, as if he was afraid that if he moved a little bigger, he would hurt Bai Luoluo, Bai Luoluo held a rabbit lamp to illuminate the road, the alley was not long, but Zhao Qingfeng also deliberately walked slowly, the rabbit lamp flickered and flickered, shaking the shadows of the two to overlap together, Bai Luoluo didn't know if he could really turn his life around and save Zhao Qingfeng, in fact, even if he couldn't, even if he died in the past, He Zeng was not a good thing.

After all, her Zhao Qingfeng has even sunk his bones in the Lechuan River, and there is no longer any possibility of holding on.

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