Chapter 4712

When the wheels of the carriage started rolling, the matchmaker slapped her head: "My God, I'm so confused, no wonder Mr. He keeps saying that he has a sweetheart but never sees him bring his sweetheart out.

Except for Miss Mo Er, which woman has Mr. He been so gentle and patient with, let alone teach him patiently..."

After thinking about it, the matchmaker smiled happily again, now that it's all right, she can charge an extra gift money for the matchmaker.

Sitting in the carriage, Mo Xiangyi looked at He Fusheng who was still stern, thinking that he was angry, and comforted him, "Brother Fusheng, what the matchmaker said was indeed offensive, don't take it to heart, and don't argue with her." General knowledge, so as not to anger yourself."

He Fusheng raised his eyes, his dark eyes were as deep as an ancient well, he just focused on the memory of Mo Xiang, and explained slowly: "I'm not angry, what I said just now..."

Mo Xiangyi also said considerately: "I won't care, Brother Fusheng, don't worry about you, I know you were angry at that time, and said angry words on purpose.

You don't want that person to make up your sweetheart at will, just make fun of me, I know it, and I won't blame you..."

As she spoke, the corners of her lips were slightly raised, and her eyes were bent into crescent moons. She looked delicate and gorgeous, like a peony flower swaying on a branch.

Looking at her smiling eyebrows and listening to her understanding explanation, He Fu became angry.

He had never wanted to go up and pinch her face so much as at this moment, to make her stop smiling at him like this. He laughed and became more and more annoyed and irritable.

He Fusheng lifted the curtain of the window of the carriage, took a look outside, took a couple of deep breaths to calm down his mind, then put down the curtain, looked directly at Mo Xiangyi's pair of jet-black eyes as clear as glass, and spoke in a deep and deep voice : "Xiangji, there are some things I said to you last night, but because you were drunk, you completely forgot what I said to you, I want to say it to you again..."

"Miss Mo Er is in there? It's Miss Mo Er's carriage." A young man's clear voice suddenly came from outside, "Miss Mo Er, we made an appointment a few days ago to see the young master of the Miao family play cuju together. Horse racing, does it still count?”

As soon as Mo Xiangyi heard that he wanted to watch people race horses and play cuju, Mo Xiangyi hurriedly opened the curtain, waved to the young people outside, and responded: "Go, go, of course, leave me two seats, I still want Take someone with you."

The young man was dressed in fresh clothes and was dressed in a red brocade robe, riding on a tall horse. The morning light shone on his young and handsome face, and it looked like Yushu Lanzhi.

Hearing that Mo Xiangyi agreed, he immediately laughed, showing his white teeth: "Then it's settled, I will reserve the best position for you, Miss Mo..."

The young man had a bright smile, bright eyes and bright teeth, looking at Mo Xiangyi with a shy love that the young man could not conceal.

The existence of Mo Xiangyi and Mo Siyu in Jincheng is simply two extremes.

Mo Siyu was dressed like a boy since he was a child, and behaved mischievously outside, fighting, fighting cockfights, causing trouble, not at all what a woman from a famous family should be, and was disgusted and spurned by the well-educated family in Jincheng, although she had never done anything What an unreasonable thing, but the reputation of the woman has plummeted, and in the end, even the matchmaker is unwilling to come to the door to talk about matchmaking.

But Mo Xiangyi is different. At a young age, he has a gentle temperament, is knowledgeable and reasonable, studies piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, respects the elders and loves the young, and is extremely beautiful, so everyone loves him.