Zhao Rong still didn't answer.

However, he knew that even without the intersection of giving way just now, he would be slightly at a disadvantage.

Xiao Qian'er must not like that cold fairy either.

Nothing else, just because this woman has a similar temperament to Qingjun.

In the eyes of the little girl, the young lady should be the only one in the sky and unparalleled on earth.

No matter how cold and arrogant you are, no man in this world is worthy of it, ahem, he should be an exception.

Zhao Rong thought with a guilty conscience.

So now I met a woman who was similar to her lady, but also aloof and arrogant.

How could Xiao Qianer be so pleased with this?

Moreover, Qingjun's aloofness and arrogance was due to his introverted personality and his early independence. He could support the whole world by himself, so his posture subconsciously kept others away from him and defended him with indifference.

In addition, Qingjun looks handsome and cold, which naturally makes people feel far away.

As for the cold fairy just now... we don't know.

Although Xiao Qian'er has some double standards, this is only for people close to her.

Zhao Rong couldn't help but raise his hand, touched Zhao Qian'er's little head, and then rubbed it.

"Brother Rong'er, let go, you... what are you doing? Stop rubbing. I'm going to see your classmates later. How can I see anyone if I'm messed up? Brother Rong'er."

The little girl wrinkled her nose and puffed her mouth.

Zhao Rong saw that she seemed to no longer be obsessed with what had just happened. He smiled, took her hand, and strode forward.

It's just that Zhao Qian'er still seems unwilling to give up.

She glanced at Zhao Rong's expression, his frown was beautiful, and his tone was a little complaining.

"Brother Rong'er, why were you holding me tight just now? That 'powerful fairy' can just wear her braids. It doesn't matter to me, as long as you don't get angry. But what is that mess about that maid wearing fancy clothes?

What kind of brat do you think you are? Where do you get your confidence? How dare you look around and be disrespectful to you."

Zhao Rong's expression remained as usual, "We have wasted a lot of time. Hurry up to Zuixian Tower to see Brother Yiwu. He is probably impatient. Well, don't worry about those trivial matters."

"Hmph." Zhao Qian'er hummed like a little pig: "That bitch in red despises you and me... Well, it's okay to despise me, but it's not okay to despise you. If you hadn't pulled me, I would have wanted to take a look.

What's the difference between her squinting dog eyes? They're just eyes, so how can she still speak?"

Zhao Rong smiled and shook his head.

She raised her chin, pouted, and bumped into Rong'er, who was like a good old man, "Hey, are you really not angry? I don't care, but don't hold it in, I... you hold it in, I'm worried in my heart

uncomfortable."

Zhao Rong glanced at her.

Well, you really don't care. Why do I feel like you just want to vent your anger?

"No, no, why are you holding it back? But when you say this, I want to relieve myself. I've been holding it in for a long time while shopping with you. Come on, come on, let's go. I have something urgent." Zhao Rong said in a joking tone.

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"You're so damned." Zhao Qian'er couldn't help but laugh and hit him, "You're just talking shameless nonsense."

Zhao Rong stopped his smile, shook his head, and said calmly:

"It's not like a storybook. Everywhere I go I look for opportunities to slap people in the face. Let's leave quickly. It's really suffocating me."

The tone is casual.

Zhao Qian'er squinted her eyes and thought for a moment, then her little brain began to use her imagination.

"Novels? In accordance with the above practice, we must not take the posts of them, let you step on the proud fairy at your feet, so that she can completely change the appreciation of you, and even cheap bones.

Did you marry her? Well, that’s a good idea, why don’t you give it a try?”

Zhao Rong nodded solemnly, "That's right. Later, he fell in love with you, Rong'er brother, and me. He shouted bitterly that he wanted to be my maid, and then I reluctantly..."

"She dares!" Zhao Qian'er opened her eyes, "Well, no, you dare!"

The little girl has agreed to be the second wife, but she still insists on holding on to her position as maid.

"Okay, let's stop talking. How can it really be the same as the story novel? Is that fairy still kneeling at his feet and calling me master after tonight? Don't think about it."

Zhao Qian'er said seriously: "That's not necessarily true. Didn't you say that reality is sometimes stranger than what is written in books? Books should at least be logical. In reality, sometimes anything can happen without making sense."

Zhao Rong smiled and said, "Okay, okay, I'm waiting. Let's go."

"Well, okay. If you're still a little unhappy, just say it, and Uncle Xiaobai and I will go get your eyeballs."

Zhao Rong had no choice but to nod in agreement, "It's best to have a chamber pot as well."

Zhao Qian'er chuckled, then straightened her face and punched him lightly with her fist.

Not long after.

The three of them finally arrived at the center of the lake, where the largest painting boat in Xingzi Lake was moored.

The lights were bright and there was endless singing and dancing.

The wine is fragrant, the window is red, and the beautiful lady is cheering.
Chapter completed!