Chapter 144

Song Rong and Chu Yun sat down face to face.

Song Rong's clear laughter came: "I didn't expect that childe Chu was so interested in Ah Fu."

Chu Yunqing said seriously, "Ah Fu likes green peaches."

Song Rong was drinking tea at the moment. Only half of the tea was drunk, she couldn't help laughing. The sky was suddenly covered with water mist.

Song Rong quickly turned her head to the ground and coughed. Chu Yun didn't say much, but every time she spoke, she... Couldn't think of how to describe it!

Waiting for Song Rong to look up, Chu Yunqing frowned slightly. Song Rong's face was a little red. Just now, he couldn't spray water on Chu Yunqing's face, could he?

She took out a plain handkerchief from her sleeve and handed it over: "yes... Sorry, wipe it."

Chu Yunqing didn't take the handkerchief, but looked at Song Rong with clear eyes. The girl in front of him was so bright and beautiful. His every move, every frown and smile made his long silent heart follow with joy.

If someone else did such a thing, he might have to take a bath and change clothes, but at present, he didn't mean to be bored except that his heart beat faster.

She fell on his withered branches and leaves like a chirping lark.

"No problem." Chu Yun took back his thoughts, collected the emotion in his eyes, and said faintly.

Song Rong felt more and more that Chu Yunqing was a stone, and it was also a stone in a pit. It was smelly and hard. No matter when the face was, it looked cold and clear, as if there was nothing in the world that could cause his emotions.

Song Rong muttered, "it's really unlucky who will marry you in the future."

Song Rong's original intention is, who wants to marry Chu Yunqing? In the face of such a stone, it's better to marry a painting.

Song Rong thought about it in her heart, but somehow she said it. This directly fell into Chu Yunqing's ear, which made Chu Yunqing slightly stunned. There was a bit of bitterness in her eyes. Anyone can get a wife, but he can't.

However, sitting with Chu Yun Qin, although it was too cold, it also gave Song Rong a moment of leisure, at least not to deal with people.

Ah Fu over there... He is standing with Qingtao at the moment, but he has been absent-minded all the time. His eyes float towards Chu Yun.

Green peach snorted coldly and said, "didn't you say you wanted to see me? Then don't always stare at your childe. Don't you trust him to be with my lady?"

Ah Fu is regretting what he said at the moment. What's the reason he said? Why should he tell his son that he likes this fierce girl?

Now, I'm really lifting a stone and hitting myself in the foot.

Not far away, three teenagers have noticed Song Rong.

"Eh? Isn't this the girl you saw in your house?" said the young man in white with some greasy dough, shaking a fan.

This is the typical appearance of a romantic childe hated by Song Rong. In Song Rong's heart, he would rather get along with a little fat man like Qian Jinbao than such a childe.

"Liufeng, your eyes are the best to use every time. When we get married, the good girl must be picked by you first." Song Rong also knows the person who joked. It was Xu Mingcheng who had a chance when he was in Gusu Academy.

The remaining young man in light gray clothes, needless to say, is Zheng Jinyan.

Zheng Jinyan stood there. Although his appearance and clothes were not as outstanding as Duan Liufeng, on the whole, he looked much more comfortable than Duan Liufeng. At least he wouldn't remind people of the word "oily noodles".

"Brother Jinyan, you said a word. Do you want us to go over and say hello to her?" Duan Liufeng urged nearby.

Zheng Jinyan nodded: "Miss Song San is the daughter of his mother's old friend and should be greeted." the mother in his mouth is Zheng. Although he is not Zheng's own, the relationship between the two is excellent.

A bright and beautiful woman like Zheng won't treat Zheng Jinyan badly because Zheng Jinyan wasn't born by herself.

What's more, Zheng doesn't have a son, and Zheng Jinyan is not the son of a concubine, but the son of the eldest son of the Zheng family. Don't worry about what mother climbs onto her head with her son. What's her reason to be bad to Zheng Jinyan?

"Brother Jinyan, you're really boring. This is Qiqiao Festival. Let's see the girls of all families today and prepare for choosing a wife in the future. It's really a bad sight for you to pull out your old friends." Duan Liufeng complained.

Xu Mingcheng smiled together. His complexion was dark. With this smile, his teeth looked more white. The whole person also had a bit of sunshine. His voice was clear: "Liufeng, you know Jinyan not for a day or two. Now he can want to see Miss Song, which shows that Miss Song is unusual in his heart."

Then Xu Mingcheng paused, lowered his voice and said, "the two families are still old friends. I'm not sure. It's our future sister-in-law in the future. Liufeng, if you listen to my advice, don't think about Miss Song, otherwise, I'm afraid some Muggles will turn over!"

When Zheng Jinyan heard the speech, his face turned black and said, "don't talk nonsense!"

"I can't even say it now! Brother Liufeng, you see... I'm right?" Xu Mingcheng looked like I knew everything.

Duan Liufeng also smiled: "maybe Miss Song doesn't like this muggy gourd. She likes me!"

Zheng Jinyan's face turned black and ignored the two people.

During the Qiqiao Festival, such jokes can be seen everywhere. Don't take them seriously.

Zheng Jinyan looked at Song Rong again. He saw that Song Rong was a little more peaceful than ordinary girls. It was this peace that made Zheng Jinyan feel that Song Rong was different.

Zheng Jinyan walked over and looked at Chu Yunqing. He first nodded to Chu Yunqing, and then said, "Miss Song San."

Seeing Zheng Jinyan, Song Rong smiled: "it's childe Zheng."

Then Song Rong looked around.

Before Song Rong could speak, Zheng Jinyan took the initiative to say, "little sister... I hurt my foot yesterday. Now I'm recovering at home."

Hearing the speech, Song Rong smiled: "her temperament is so lively. This time, she's not going to be in a hurry?"

But think about it. According to Zheng Yun's temperament, jumping up and down and hurting her feet is really not a big deal.

Duan Liufeng over there has taken the initiative to talk to Chu Yunqing: "unexpectedly, brother Chu knows Miss Song, and look at this, it seems that he is still very familiar."

Chu Yun glanced at Duan Liufeng and nodded slightly without explanation.