Because although Xiaoxiao is lively and lively in front of him, she is timid and timid in front of outsiders and has few friends, mainly because they can't play together... But at this time, Zhu Yourong seemed to let her down...

Not long after, Zhao Rong saw Zhu Yourong holding up her little hand just like he had done to him not long ago. He lowered his head and looked at the palm of her hand carefully. While speaking, he stretched out his fingers to write something on it.

The next second, I don't know what Zhu Yourong said. Xiaoxiao couldn't help but burst into tears and laughed. Then he quickly covered his mouth with his little hand and glanced at him.

Zhao Rong opened his eyes slightly.

Later, the little fox demon who got along well with the woman in scholar's shirt seemed to have untied the knot in his heart.

At the table, the two women were chatting and laughing.

It's like letting go completely and burying the hatchet.

Zhao Rong saw that the stupid girl even opened the sachet she was holding on to, took out a slightly wrinkled roll, and handed it to Zhu Yourong with a nervous and shy face.

Zhu Yourong unfolded the scroll, looked at it, couldn't help laughing, and seemed to praise it.

The little fox demon held the sachet and tilted his head with a silly smile.

The woman in Confucian shirt smiled and said a few words, which seemed to be some suggestions, and the little fox demon nodded vigorously.

The considerate woman in a Confucian shirt returned the paper raft, and at a certain moment she glanced sideways at Zhao Rong, smiling like a girl.

However, in the face of the harmonious relationship between Xiaoxiao and Zhu Yourong, the look in the latter's eyes asking for credit.

Zhao Rong's face remained as usual and he watched quietly.

I don't know what I'm thinking about.

Soon, Zhu Yourong finished counseling Su Xiaoxiao, held her hand, and looked around.

Zhu Yourong waved his hand gently and called Zhao Rong, Yu Huaijin and others to the table.

Zhao Rong calmly went to Su Xiaoxiao's side.

The little fox demon, who had tears in her eyes just now, was now smiling. When her lover arrived, she put her little hands behind her waist and lowered her head a little shyly, not daring to look at him.

Until Zhao Rong came to her side, she stared at the tips of her shoes and murmured softly:

"You...why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Zhao Rong remained silent and looked at her.

Su Xiaoxiao, who had her head buried in waiting for him to take the initiative to lead her, saw that this stupid idiot was not yet enlightened and stepped forward to coax her down a small step.

She stretched out her hand to rub her red and swollen eye bubbles, kicked her feet lightly, took a step forward, hugged the stupid wooden arm, and bumped her little head affectionately against his left shoulder.

"Mr. Zhu is with me. It's... I'm overthinking it. Well, why don't you tell me clearly... Let me think blindly."

Su Xiaoxiao stretched out her little hand and gently pinched the flesh on his waist. After crying bitterly, her slightly hoarse voice lost some of its crispness, but her voice was delicate and cute.

She was a little reluctant to let go. She pinched her waist and wiped the original spot again, her little head leaning on Zhao Rong's arm.

The latter remained silent.

Su Xiaoxiao didn't pay attention to Zhao Lang's somewhat mediocre reaction, thinking that he was also angry.

She thanked Zhu Yourong again:

"Thank you, Mr. Zhu, I will definitely figure things out next time... Bah, there will be no next time."

Zhu Yourong smiled and waved his hand. Seeing that Zhao Rong was silent, he turned to introduce Su Xiaoxiao to Yu Huaijin, Li Xueyou and others.

The little fox demon who liked to wear red clothes became lively and cheerful again. When he heard that they were Zhao Lang's classmates, he greeted Yu Huaijin and Li Xueyou with enthusiasm and envy.

At the table, several women chatted with each other and got to know each other.

Su Xiaoxiao was smiling happily. Seeing that Zhao Lang was still chewing the wood, she looked up and happened to catch Zhao Rong looking down at her.

Su Xiaoxiao was slightly startled, but then realized that her lover might be a little confused.

The little fox demon held his arm, stood on tiptoe, and leaned close to his ear, whispering: "Well, Zhao Lang, it turns out that you and this Mr. Zhu know each other like that.

"

Her tone was envious, and she raised her little head at this moment, looking at the profile of her lover who was very close at hand. Her little face was full of admiration and love: "Also, Zhao Lang, you are so disgusting that you can actually write such beautiful things.

Mr. Zhu was impressed by your calligraphy. She told me in detail how she was so shocked when she saw your calligraphy for the first time... She said you were the most powerful man with calligraphy she had ever seen."

Su Xiaoxiao tapped her toes and smiled gracefully.

"It would be great if I were here too. It's interesting. We have never met each other, but we have known each other for a long time... This is an elegant thing that can only be found in books...

"It was Xiaoxiao's mistake. She misunderstood the letter and Mr. Zhu. She is such a nice person, gentle and considerate, and knows many things. She is much smarter than Xiaoxiao, and her cultivation is so powerful. Just...just like Grandma Grandma

identical……"

Zhao Rong looked down at her, who looked a little guilty.

Su Xiaoxiao happily hugged his arm, twisted her waist, and said happily:

"Mr. Zhu can actually read palms. He took your hand and wrote on it. It turned out that he was measuring your palm... She even showed me your palm... Zhao Lang, you and I are a perfect match. We will have a happy marriage for a lifetime."

!”

Zhao Rong was slightly startled and turned his head to look at his close friend who seemed to be the beauty of an adult.

Zhu Yourong was softly asking Yu Huaijin and Li Xueyou some trivial matters about the academy. He did not interrupt the sweet whisper after he reconciled with his lover, and did not turn around at this time.

At this time, Su Xiaoxiao, who was holding his arm, said with a worried tone:

"Hey, Zhao Lang, my handwriting is crooked. Will it embarrass you? I, I will definitely practice hard after I go back. You can't blame Xiaoxiao anymore." She said the most ferocious words in the most cowardly tone.

However, Zhao Rong was still as dull as a dull man and had no reaction.

"Zhao Lang, please speak!"

Su Xiaoxiao, who was whispering on tiptoe, wanted to bite Zhao Rong's ear, but there were people present, so she felt embarrassed, so she pulled Zhao Rong's arm.

Zhao Rong turned around and nodded gently.

Glanced at her.

Su Xiaoxiao suddenly looked happy and continued to bite his ear and whisper:

"What's wrong with you? Are you angry with me? You're so depressed... Well, don't be angry, okay? I'll make it up to you. You... you... you're allowed to bully me just once. I'll be absolutely obedient... What kind of sewing?

It's okay..." She coaxed her lover, her voice getting softer and thinner, until it was hard to hear clearly.

Su Xiaoxiao looked away shyly for a while, but she buried her head in Zhao Rong's arms with sweetness in her heart, and rubbed her little face obediently.

With her lover, the little fox demon seems to have endless words to say, endless affection to express, and unconcealable love.

She couldn't help but raise her little face, bit his ear and said:

"The words are so ugly and crooked, but Mr. Zhu saw those words on the sachet just now. She even praised me. Now that I think about it, she was trying to save my face. Mr. Zhu is such a nice person...

"Zhao Lang, I wrote something before I came here. I put it in the sachet. You know, I have been embroidering this sachet for a long time. Once I finished embroidering it, I couldn't help but want to see you wearing it. I sent it with the writing.

Here you go, I heard that the hand-embroidered sachet must be delivered by hand. I wish you peace. So I am not ignorant and deliberately disturbing your study. Yes, I am here to give you this sachet. By the way, I want to tell you.

Next words."

Seeing that Zhao Lang didn't answer, Su Xiaoxiao was still afraid that he wouldn't believe it, so she quickly took out the sachet and showed it to him.

"You put it on now."

She moved gently, put the sachet on Zhao Rong's waist, lowered her head and smiled sweetly:

"I used to think too much, how could I not believe Zhao Lang? That white jade must have other important meanings for you, so you wear it by your side. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have thought so wildly and caused trouble for you, well,

Zhao Lang, I was wrong, I made you unhappy today...

"This way. You don't have to explain to me about the white jade. I will never ask you this question again. I will never doubt you again. How about you calm down and talk to me? You will remain silent. I

, I'm afraid, I want to talk to you. These days in Taiqing Mansion, I really want to hear your voice and smell your good smell..."

The little fox demon buried her head in Zhao Rong's arms, rubbing her delicate nose against his clean clothes, as if she was obsessed with every scent of her lover, sniffing it carefully and remembering it in her heart.

Hearing her obedient and considerate initiative to reveal the matter about Bai Yu, Zhao Rong, who had been silent all this time, lowered his head and stared in a daze at Su Xiaoxiao, who trusted deeply from the bottom of his heart and explained everything clearly.

In the flower garden, Zhu Yourong, Yu Huaijin, Jingzi and others did not turn their eyes away from the couple Zhao Rong and Su Xiaoxiao, but they could ignore things like dog food anywhere.

Distance and medium fill one's mouth.

Su Xiaoxiao was buried in her lover's arms, her loving and happy appearance caused everyone to pause for a moment and couldn't help but look sideways.

"Zhao Lang~ When are you leaving?"

The young Confucian scholar took a deep breath.

Su Xiaoxiao tilted her head and realized that Zhao Rong had not tied the sachet yet. She leaned back slightly, lowered her head, and carefully tied the red string of the sachet for him with her two small hands.

In the empty place around Zhao Rong's waist, there was originally a white jade that he never left without.

The little fox demon curled her pink lips and whispered in hope:

"Can you take me with you? I, I really want to stay by your side, just like before on the way to Duyou City. You hold my hand every day. Grandma and grandma are fine. I can

Please take some leave to go to Dali with you..."

"Little."

The young Confucian scholar who had been silent for a long time suddenly interrupted her.
To be continued...