C84

Chapter 84

"Oh? Finally, I wake up? "

Just as Feng lingjue shouts, a cold voice rings from the door.

Body a stiff, Feng Ling Jue hurriedly to the door, saw a white dress Shen Qingchen is carrying a steaming thing at the door.

Feng Ling absolutely blinked, staring at Shen Qingchen.

"Don't look. Have porridge first."

Shen Qingchen is a little unnatural that Feng lingjue stares at, that is, the light way, and then puts the porridge on the table gently.

"Oh."

Feng Ling Jue rubbed two swollen eyes like jujube, and then walked slowly in the past.

"Last night I Didn't you say anything strange? "

Sitting down in front of the table, Fengling hesitates and looks up at the upright Shen Qingchen standing by.

"What do you mean?"

Shen Qingchen asked in a neutral tone.

"If not."

Feng Ling took a puff from the corner of her mouth and lowered her head to drink porridge.

Shen Qingchen looks at Feng lingjue, his ears suddenly burn, and then he quickly looks away.

A bowl of porridge was soon destroyed by Fengling Jue. He wiped his mouth and pushed the bowl in front of Shen Qingchen with both hands. "Another bowl."

……

Fenglingjue is watering the flowers in the yard. The seeds planted a few days ago have sprouted and come out with green tips.

"Shen Qingchen, what kind of flower are you planting?"

Feng Ling Jue bends down, squats in front of the ground, holds chin, doubt of ask a way.

Shen Qingchen looked at the book in front of the stone table and heard Feng lingjue's voice. He said faintly, "a few peach blossoms."

“………”

Feng Ling was so ashamed that she couldn't help asking, "why do you plant peach blossom?"

"I don't know how long it will take to wait for the peach blossom."

He muttered.

Shen Qingchen was silent.

"So, it's better to grow vegetables, harvest fast, and eat."

Feng Ling Jue grinned and got up to look at another piece of land. Suddenly, he moved and froze. "Er, we seem to have forgotten something..."

"Well?"

Shen Qingchen glanced at him.

……

They forgot the radish they bought yesterday.

……

Today, people in the city are very busy. As soon as fenglingjue stepped into the gate, she was hit by a large crowd of people. Fortunately, Shen Qingchen pulled him in time, otherwise fenglingjue would have fallen.

"Don't look at the road when you walk!"

Feng Ling absolutely rubs shoulder, can't help but scold.

"Be careful."

Shen Qingchen's light way.

"They hit me."

Feng Ling absolutely curled her lips. At the end, she looked up at the people who swarmed in one direction. She couldn't help wondering, "where are they going?"

"The young master doesn't know that today is the day when Xu Shanren's daughter, Miss Xu, casts an embroidered ball to invite a bride. All the talented young people outside the city are running for the beautiful and gentle Miss Xu."

Next to him, an old man replied with a smile.

Smell speech, Feng Ling absolutely touched to touch chin, "throw Hydrangea to recruit relatives?"

Mumbling, Feng Ling Jue pulls Shen Qingchen to the direction of the crowd, "let's go and have a look at the excitement."

Feng Ling never forgot to say thanks to the old man, "thank you, old man."

"What's good to see?"

Shen Qingchen frowned slightly.

"Didn't the old man just say that Miss Xu was beautiful? Just go and see what a good-looking method it is

Feng Ling Jue smiles and says.

“………”

Shen Qingchen is still led by Feng lingjue.

On the high-rise building, a woman in purple wearing a veil was standing on it. Although she could not see her face clearly, her peach eyes were full, her willow eyebrows were thin, her body was slim, and her skin was as beautiful as cream.

Downstairs is already full of a large number of men, black crowd moving, talk one after another.

"This is Miss Xu? Sure enough, it's worthy of reputation

"Beauty! Beautiful! If I can marry Miss Xu, I will die without regret. "

Praise is heard all the time.

"It's pretty."

Feng Ling Jue stares at a round colored ball of the servant girl beside the woman in purple.

Shen Qingchen twisted his eyebrows and swept around without expression.

Feng Ling Jue stretched out her elbow and poked Shen Qingchen. She asked with a smile, "Shen Qingchen, do you think that Miss Xu is good-looking?"

Shen Qingchen glanced up the stairs. At the end, he stared at Feng lingjue again. For a moment, he said slowly, "it's just skin."

Feng Ling couldn't help but chuckle, "Shen Qingchen, you are a lonely person!"“？”

Shen Qingchen has many question marks on his head. He tilts his head and looks at fenglingjue blankly.

He wanted to ask why he said that, but seeing Feng Ling's smile so happy, he thought it over.

"It's very hot. How long will you stay here?"

On the high building, Miss Xu turned and fanned her handkerchief impatiently.

The servant girl sees, connect busy way, "young lady, you wait a little longer."

"No! It's impossible for Miss ben to throw this Hydrangea to decide her future husband! I'll be crazy if I'm picked up by some dog and cat! "

Miss Xu stamped her foot angrily.

"Miss..."

The servant girl was very helpless and couldn't take care of the young lady. She glanced downstairs and sighed when she saw the uneven group of people. This is also true. This group of people can't match her!

Just at this time, in the most outside of the crowd, a prominent straight figure came into view, and the servant girl couldn't help exclaiming.

"Miss, miss, look

Miss Xu was very impatient, "what's the matter?"

"Look, miss, those two young masters."

Miss Xu looked along the place pointed by the servant girl, and saw a man in white standing out of the crowd. He was tall and straight. He had a handsome appearance, picturesque eyebrows and eyes, long hair like ink, and seemed to be a relegated immortal.

Next to it, the man died in red, and his appearance was more beautiful than that of the woman!

If one is as cold as an immortal, the other is as charming as a devil.

"If that throws those two CHILDES, it's still good."

Miss Xu chuckled.

Fengling never knew why her nose suddenly felt itchy, and then she sneezed several times.

"Cold? It's probably because I drank too much last night. "

Shen Qingchen handed the handkerchief to Feng lingjue.

"How do I feel that someone is talking about me behind my back?"

Knead knead nose, Feng Ling absolutely light way.

Is it the blue lantern or the flowery moon?

“……”

"Enough of that?"

Shen Qingchen's expressionless face is not salty.

"She hasn't yet lifted her veil?"

Feng Ling absolutely curled his mouth, "just look at half a face, it's so boring!"

“………”

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