Qiao Chenan stood in the courtyard, his sleeves were full of breeze, he hesitated for a moment, and finally did not enter the house with a few people. Their daughter's family has its own method of communication with her daughter's family, and with her big man on the side, there will be a lot of things that she can't say! Besides, with Bai Suzhen, a confidant and kind big sister, with her wisdom, she will probably be very successful in reconciling the relationship between several people!

He was not worried at all that Bai Suzhen would rely on her identity to bully Wu Qiuyue and Xiaoqian, if she was really such a "wicked woman", would she still be the kind white lady?

Bai Suzhen, who was about to walk into the house, seemed to feel something, suddenly turned around and smiled at him.

A small head suddenly poked out of his side, but Huang Fuxuan came out of nowhere, glanced into the room, put his hands behind his back, pretended to be an adult, and said in an old-fashioned manner: "Hey, it's the hardest thing to accept the grace of a beauty!"

Qiao Chenan couldn't help but feel funny, twisted his ear, and said viciously: "If it weren't for you, where would this kind of thing happen?" stretched out his big hand and slapped it hard on Huangfu Xuan's buttocks, and suddenly let out a crisp slap.

"Ah...... Brother Qiao, I don't dare......"

Huang Fuxuan suddenly screamed, snorting and tearing: "When my sister comes back, I will definitely tell her that you are bullying me!"

Qiao Chenan stretched out his finger and flicked it lightly on his forehead, how could he be willing to hit him, and said, "I'll spare you first this time." ”

Huang Fu Xuan, who was still full of grievances, suddenly burst into laughter, and just like the two of them just now, Qiao Chen'an was dumbfounded, and the speed of this face change was also faster!

Qiao Chen'an pinched Huang Fuxuan's cheek and pointed to his shoulder, the little guy suddenly understood, and with a slight jump, he turned into a snow-white white fox and landed on his shoulder, a pair of black and shiny little eyes turned restlessly, and his tail swayed slightly.

Qiao Chen'an gently stroked the satin-like fur on the white fox's body, glanced into the house, then turned around and walked out of the mansion, leaving the alley in front of the door.

It was August, and the weather began to gradually get cooler, Qiao Chen'an walked through the streets, but after walking a hundred and ten steps, his eyes suddenly opened up, and the slightest coolness hit his face.

The water of West Lake is light green, and occasionally a breeze makes waves, like a green ant in a cup. There are painted boats of different sizes floating on the water like agar jelly, and the attic of the boat is all hung with colorful lanterns, swaying in the wind, and bursts of silk and bamboo sounds come from the boat, accompanied by the moving smile of the woman, and at night these lanterns are all lit up, and the night scene is reflected in the middle of the lake, which will only be more lively.

The weeping willows on the shore are dyed a little golden, and they fall one after another; the leaves fall in the lake, startling the nearby fish to disperse; the bell of Jingci Temple in the distance is clean, echoing between the water and the sky; pedestrians hurrying by; and the hawkers shouting...... Together, they have built this world-famous West Lake.

A small boat slowly stretched out from the middle of the lake, and the old man at the bow hummed an unknown tune, and the oars spread out a circle of ripples.

Qiao Chenan stood leaning on the railing, letting the breeze blow through her cheeks, and couldn't help but think of the first time she saw Bai Suzhen, the drizzle was flying, was the paper umbrella still treasured by her?

The white fox on the shoulder was not willing to be lonely, jumping around, jumping from the left shoulder to the right shoulder, and then jumped back again.

One person and one fox, and this leisurely West Lake water, constitute a beautiful and timeless picture.

Passers-by stopped one after another, and their eyes all fell on this person and a fox, Qiao Chen'an was already tall, more than half a head taller than ordinary people, and at this time, he was wearing a scholar's green clothes, standing in the small pavilion, and he had a sense of standing out from the crowd.

Not to mention the white fox on his shoulder! That smart and cute appearance, I don't know how many past women's eyes have been attracted, and their eyes are shining, if it weren't for Qiao Chen'an, the master, I am afraid that they would have rushed up a long time ago!

The people around gathered more and more, and began to discuss Qiao Chen'an's identity in a whisper, but most of them just shook their heads, but they vaguely felt that the person in front of them was somewhat familiar. Qiao Chenan was suddenly unaware of this, and after a while, he heard a soft call from behind him:

"But Brother Chen'an?!"

Qiao Chenan looked back, and suddenly saw a familiar figure, and couldn't help laughing loudly: "Brother Caichen, why are you here!?" The person in front of him was tall, with a sparse stubble under his chin, and his complexion was a little dark, but he wasn't Ning Caichen, who he hadn't seen for a long time?

Ning Caichen also saw everyone stopping, and he was a little curious, so he came over, but he could only see Qiao Chen'an's back, and he also felt a little familiar, so he tried to shout, but he didn't expect it to be Qiao Chen'an.

Ning Caichen couldn't help but take a few steps forward, no longer caring about any etiquette, he grabbed Qiao Chen'an's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Chen'an, you have been gone for a few months, you know how much my brother misses you!"

Looking at him up and down, his heart was amazed, it had only been a few months, and Qiao Chen'an seemed to have undergone some unknown changes in his body, almost fused with this heaven and earth, and there was a mysterious power that made people's hearts quiet.

But he had already seen the magic of his old classmate when he was in Lanruo Temple, and this thought was only fleeting.

Qiao Chenan patted Ning Caichen's shoulder, and said with the same smile: "I haven't seen you for a long time, Brother Caichen is still the same!" and couldn't help but sigh a little.

"You and I haven't seen each other for a long time, and today I am determined to pick up the wind and wash the dust for you, Brother Qiao, and relieve the pain of missing!"

After not seeing him for a long time, Ning Caichen had more of a ranger's temperament, grabbed Qiao Chen'an's sleeve, separated the crowd, and walked towards a nearby restaurant. Ning Caichen didn't have many friends in Chongwen Academy, and Qiao Chenan could be regarded as one.

After the two left, the onlookers were in an uproar, and one stared at Qiao Chen'an's back, and said in disbelief: "This son is the famous Qiao Xianggong?"

"Is this still fake?"

A group of people were boiling and noisy, all looking at Qiao Chen'an's distant back from afar, and the eyes of those daughters who had not yet left the pavilion were even brighter, and the bold little lady couldn't help but mutter: "I don't know if Qiao Xianggong has married a wife?" A heart seemed to follow him.

Although these people don't know Qiao Chen'an's face, they have long heard of his name as the "No. 1 Talent in Hangzhou", and even his poems have spread among the people, and even many five or six-year-old yellow-haired children can recite them.

"The taste of the world is as thin as a veil for many years, who makes the horseback rider Jinghua...... Xiaolou listened to the spring rain overnight, and sold apricot blossoms in the Ming Dynasty in the deep alleys......"

Qiao Chenan and Ning Caichen came to the door of the restaurant, and suddenly more than a dozen children were crowded around, singing poems in their mouths, and the aftermath lingered for a long time. ()

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