Song Ying was a little surprised to meet Luo Qiu outside.

Originally, after learning the news that Gan Hong was safe and sound from Song Haoran's mouth, she should be able to sleep peacefully - but after returning to the room, she became tossing and turning.

Originally, this time period was indeed too early for falling asleep...... Nine o'clock in the evening.

She just planned to go out of the yard and take a walk casually, blowing a cool breeze or something, and then she saw Luo Qiu, who was also in the yard.

He must have come earlier than he was - and besides, the place where Luo Qiu now lives is the core area of the humble house, and in fact, he uses this courtyard.

Originally, Song Ying wanted to turn around and leave, but she was curious about what this guy was doing when she ran out...... What made Song Ying stunned was that Luo Qiu was actually watering the flowers and plants here at this time.

In this courtyard, there are many bonsai, these bonsai are Song Tianyou's works of cultivating his mind and temperament in recent years.

"You're boring. Song Ying came to Luo Qiu's side and said nonchalantly.

"I don't want to read a book tonight, and I don't have any TV shows I want to watch. Luo Qiu said casually while watering: "It seems that the bonsai here has not been taken care of for some time, so I will just get it." ”

Song Ying shook her head and said: "These bonsai are all my grandfather's scheming, don't ruin my grandfather's hard work by casually playing with them!"

Luo Qiu smiled and said, "It's just watering, and then cleaning up some dead leaves and weeds, you can't destroy it." Are you coming too?"

As he spoke, Luo Qiu picked up the scissors on the bonsai shelf and sent them to Song Ying.

"Why should I cut it with you?" Song Ying frowned, clasped her hands and squeezed her chest out.

Luo Qiu only pulled the arc of his smile a little wider, and still didn't take the scissors back.

Song Ying's eyes gradually became a little hesitant......

......

Why would I do such a thing with him?

Song Ying finally took the scissors, and then began to reluctantly cut some wilted leaves for these bonsai.

In fact, Song Ying knew that she was actually a person who was difficult to refuse an invitation from others. But I don't know when she began to refrain from listening to other people's requests and masking all voices that turned to her from her thoughts.

It's tiring to constantly respond to other people's requests...... Let's say the existence of Chinatown. She knew that her grandfather Song Tianyou was nostalgic and knew his special feelings for overseas Chinese, but it did not mean that Song Ying could accept the practice of the Chinatown Chamber of Commerce's 'birth door'.

In many cases, it is easy to breed a group of moths who do nothing and wait for others to solve problems when they go wrong - and the rent that has remained unchanged for so many years.

Those people, I am afraid, have long forgotten that the place where they live, the place where they do business, every inch belongs to the Song family-they have long regarded the land as their own property.

There will even be resistance to some new measures...... If you can't be soft-hearted, you will only put yourself in a dilemma, so Song Ying's attitude towards Chinatown is also one on the surface and one behind the scenes.

Just like cutting off the dead leaves on these bonsai, we should also cut off the things that are parasitic on the big tree of the Song family, so as to maintain the healthy growth of the big tree of the Song family.

Scissor! Scissor!

Generally looking at Luo Qiu, who was weeding on the opposite side of the bonsai shelf, the scissors in Song Ying's hand made a quick and regular bite sound.

As if he was aware of Song Ying's gaze, Luo Qiu raised his head, but saw Song Ying at the moment when his eyes met, so he snorted lightly and walked somewhere else.

Luo Qiu took a look at the place she had just cut, and unexpectedly trimmed it very neatly, not like a pruning without rules, probably having learned. It's just that...... After cutting, the leaves were scattered all over the place, but they looked a little imperfect.

Luo Qiu shook his head, took a broom and shovel, and went to sweep away the fallen leaves.

At this time, Song Ying did not continue to trim the bonsai, but sat on the stone drum stool in the courtyard, and suddenly said, "Actually, I think you are very suitable for being a housekeeping servant." ”

"Why. Luo Qiu asked curiously.

Song Ying squinted her eyes and smiled: "Because you look like a little suffered, no one tells you that you are very motherly?"

"Yes. ”

However, to Song Ying's surprise, Luo Qiu admitted it very directly at this time. I only heard Luo Qiu say: "Actually, since I was a child, my body has been relatively weak. It seems that my mother suffered from the cold when she was pregnant with me. After I was born, the doctor said that I was a sick person, and that I was developing a little slower than my peers, so I looked very thin. ”

Song Ying was stunned...... Isn't that the conversation she was looking forward to?

"Probably from elementary school, right?" Luo Qiu had a look of reminiscence on his face, and then waved his palm, "It's probably only that tall, much worse than his peers." And it still looks very thin. My mother used to say that I was like a girl. ”

Luo Qiu suddenly smiled, this was a smile that made Song Ying look very happy, and she suddenly felt a little fascinated...... Thinking about what this guy looked like when he was a kid in his parents' arms.

What will it look like?

Perhaps, that was a very different way from what it is now.

"Later, I started to drink some Chinese medicine and do acupuncture, and then my father also started to consciously exercise me, and gradually my physique began to improve, and after a few years, I became healthy. ”

"What happened later?" Song Ying asked subconsciously.

Luo Qiu said: "Later, I was rusty for a few years, and I didn't exercise much until I went to college, so I probably looked a little thinner." ”

Song Ying looked sideways, then suddenly stood up, walked in front of Luo Qiu, touched her chin and pinched Luo Qiu's arm, and studied, "Hmm...... This skeleton is some, but it doesn't grow much flesh. But to be honest, the type of eight-pack abs like my uncle is not suitable for you, so you should continue to go the sissy route. ”

Luo Qiu Waner smiled.

Song Ying suddenly looked at Luo Qiu seriously, and said with a straight face: "Can I ask you a question...... Why don't you seem to be angry, isn't there something that makes you a little more excited? Let's not talk about anger, at least ordinary people will always have some emotional fluctuations after seeing something they like...... You, don't you?"

"What you like......" Luo Qiu thought for a moment, "Yes." ”

"What is it?" Song Ying suddenly pricked up her ears as if she had discovered a new continent.

"For example, your soul, I like it. ”

Song Ying opened her mouth—Luo Qiu's sudden answer caught her a little off guard, "My soul?"

Luo Qiu said softly: "It's like a pearl in the sea." It is protected by a hard mussel shell at all times. You can't pry the shell open, because you're afraid that if you use it, you'll make it scary. It may change color because of this, but you never know its true color until you open it on its own. Maybe it's just as you'd expect, magnificent, or maybe it's just the milky white of the most ordinary pearls. But one thing is certain, and that is the sense of expectation you have for it, and the growth it has in itself. These are actually very wonderful things. ”

Song Ying blinked, brushed the meaning of these words, frowned, and said, "What the hell? What do you expect from me, and my own growth?"

Luo Qiu said softly: "You are very beautiful, perhaps, you can be more beautiful." ”

Song Ying's eyes widened subconsciously—it wasn't the first time she had heard similar words from Luo Qiu's mouth. She disturbed her head and subconsciously said, "This ...... I can think of this as if you want to do something to me or something...... What do you mean?"

"Didn't want to do anything. Luo Qiu shook his head and said, "For me now, just watching quietly is enough to be satisfied. Liking you doesn't mean liking between men and women...... Maybe it's appreciation. For example, people who love flowers love the beauty of flowers in bloom. ”

Song Ying couldn't help but rub her forehead, a little unsure of Luo Qiu's attitude, which made her suddenly feel a little upset...... Originally, how could anyone say such a thing with such an understatement!

"Anyway, you don't have any strange thoughts about me, and I don't have any strange thoughts about you, okay?"

"Do you want to continue. Luo Qiu handed the scissors out again.

"I don't feel at ease about handing over my grandfather's bonsai to a layman like you!" Song Ying snorted and snatched the scissors directly from Luo Qiu's hand.

She carried Luo Qiu on her back, cut the leaves on this bonsai, and suddenly asked, "...... What do you think of the scarlet?"

"It's like a lotus. ”

"Lotus?"

"And Tillian, connected to you. ”

What do you mean?

Song Ying's hand stiffened...... And Tillian?

Is this guy planning to bring the two together...... However, my grandfather has already sent Gan Hong out, and it seems that Gan Hong's temperament is ......

And myself......

If this guy is anything to be desired...... Will you be ...... when the time comes?

"I warn you, don't think about it if you want to!" Song Ying turned around suddenly, and the scissors in her hand were aimed straight at Luo Qiu, "If you feel it, I'll click!!"

Click, click, the sound of scissors.

Luo Qiu said, "How is it, are you in a better mood?"

"Good your sister, I hate you when I see you!" Song Ying gritted her teeth in anger...... There is always a feeling of being teased, and I can't wait to beat this guy up now!

Luo Qiu suddenly said: "Gan Hong is injured, it should take a period of time to recuperate." I don't think it's appropriate to be my bodyguard or anything like that. I want to talk to Master Song, let her withdraw Gan Hong temporarily, there should be no problem. And ......"

He suddenly walked up to Song Ying.

Song Ying suddenly stepped back a little frightened—she rarely let strange men get so close to her, and she was still in this strange atmosphere.

But if she took a step back, she would inevitably hit the bonsai shelf, and she had to stop.

Luo Qiu stretched out his hand - it was easy for Song Ying to understand his intentions and make her stretch out her hand herself.

"What do you want to do!" Song Ying glared, and suddenly regained some momentum.

But Luo Qiu only smiled slightly and did not speak.

Song Ying's head was big again...... It's this kind of look again, and it's this kind of gaze and attitude that makes people can't refuse—it's like knowing that you will do it.

"What the hell do you want to do!" Song Ying hesitated for a moment, and finally reached out and folded her palm on Luo Qiu's palm.

Luo Qiu flipped Song Ying's palm over, and then put a silver bracelet on her palm.

"It's ......"

She has always had an almost identical silver bracelet on her wrist.

"I think it would be most appropriate for you to return it to Ganhong's hand. Luo Qiu said softly: "Since it is a kind of testimony, then don't take it off casually next time." Because if there were another time, I might be reluctant to hand it over. ”

......

- Because if there were another time, I might be reluctant to hand it over.

Song Ying sat on the round stone bench in the courtyard by herself, leaning on the marble table with her hands on her cheeks and looking at the moonlight, and the silver bracelet was placed in front of her.

Luo Qiu has already left.

I always feel that life is a mess and terrible......

......

......

"Mr. Bai, please come here. ”

"I'm tired. ”

"You're welcome. ”

The servant was taking Bai Shui Tang to the guest room prepared for him to rest—because of his in-law relationship with the Song family, Bai Shui Tang would also be invited to the central area of the Humble House if he stayed overnight.

For outsiders, being able to be invited in for the night can actually be regarded as a kind of capital.

Bai Shuitang calmly followed behind the servant, while looking at the scenery inside the humble house...... No matter how many times you watch it, the eventful chic is really something that people can't wait to hold in their hands.

What was just a few thoughts of the White Pond quickly faded like a tide—for at the front of the corridor, a young man was walking slowly.

Bai Shuitang always felt that the other party's eyes fell on him, which made him feel unnatural.

"Young Master Qiu, good evening!" When the maid saw the young man coming, he immediately greeted him respectfully.

I saw that the young man smiled, and then nodded slightly towards the white pond, and then walked directly over his shoulders.

When he felt that the young man had completely left his distance of a few meters, Bai Shuitang subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and a feeling of crampedness that he couldn't explain clearly disappeared.

Bai Shuitang subconsciously looked back, and at this time there was no trace of the young man, and he had disappeared around the corner of the corridor.

What a terrible feeling...... The depressed feeling made Baishuitang feel like he had seen Song Tianyou more than ten years ago.

But Song Tianyou gave him the feeling that he was decisive, domineering, and unquestionable...... And this young guy made him feel extremely humble!

"Who is this young man?" Bai Shuitang couldn't help but look at the servant and asked.

Because Bai Shuitang has a very close relationship with the Song family, the servant didn't think much about it at this time, so he said directly: "Mr. Bai, he is Young Master Qiu, and now he is Young Master Sun of the Song family, and he is recognized by Da Shao." Master is happy because Young Master Sun is back, this time is very happy!"

Bai Shuitang was slightly stunned, and he suddenly remembered that he had actually had a relationship with this young man - at that time, he was indeed by Song Haoran's side.

But......

Young Master Sun of the Song family...... Grandchild!

Isn't there another heir to the Song family?

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PS: I was going to code words at night.,But near the end of the year, strange dinners suddenly increased.,This time it's still a mess by a few strange men.,I don't know how I got home and my clothes were messy...... In short, it's the end of this chapter.,Hide.。