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Chapter 295 You young people, you really know how to play(1/2)

Zhao Rong nodded.

A smile.

Relaxed tone:

"A porter came to Suixing Hall to inform me. When I asked, it turned out that it was Qian'er who was here. I thought there was something urgent, so I asked the students to study by themselves, and then I hurried out."

He paused.

"Oh, by the way, Qingjun, I haven't told you yet. I have recently served as a teaching assistant for calligraphy classes in two schools in the academy. Today I am making up classes."

Concubine Zhao Ling looked at Zhao Rong and nodded.

"Brother Rong'er is so awesome."

After just praising her husband, she fell silent and turned her head to look at Zhao Qian'er.

The little girl shrank her head and stuck out her pink tongue.

But immediately, she realized something again.

Zhao Qian'er raised her chin and argued without losing momentum in front of Zhao Lingfei:

"The lady asked me to wait, but I was so anxious to wait that I didn't see you come out."

"Who knows, Miss, whether you abandoned me and played with Brother Rong'er, or you simply forgot about me and only focused on being intimate.

"So... when I saw that no one was around after you entered the academy, I asked the person in charge to go inside and remind you."

Suddenly, I seemed to remember something that could make me feel more confident.

She wrapped her two small hands around Zhao Rong's arms and tightened them tightly.

Zhao Qian'er has a serious face.

"And I asked the porter to send a message to Brother Rong'er, saying that I was not in a hurry outside the door. If he was in a hurry, he could finish his work before coming out. Miss, I am not being willful and delaying Brother Rong'er's business.

"

When Zhao Rong heard this, his eyelids twitched, and he suddenly had a bad premonition...

Why do you feel like the holes that need to be filled are getting bigger and bigger?

Zhao Qian'er finished speaking.

She looked at Zhao Rong's calm expression, tilted her head and blinked.

"Yes, that's strange. Brother Rong'er, why did you come out in such a hurry to inform your concierge? Didn't you explain this clearly to you?"

Zhao Lingfei has been listening carefully.

At this time, hearing the little girl's doubts, she also turned her head and looked at her husband.

Facing his wife and personal maid, he asked questions one after another after clearing his thoughts.

Zhao Rong said calmly:

"Did you mention it? Maybe I left too fast and didn't listen to what the concierge said. I was really anxious to see you at that time. Qingjun came here before and didn't tell me that you were back, so I suddenly heard

You came……"

He calmly faced the unblinking eyes of the two green plums, chuckled and shook his head.

"Actually, it's nothing important for me to leave the class for a while. It's not a busy matter. Not to mention that the students in the school respect and love me. Just having the school's senior Yu here makes me feel relieved. Let them study by themselves for a while.

, I'll come out and help Qian'er go through the admission procedures, nothing will go wrong."

As someone spoke, he nodded with some relief, seeming to recall the respect for teachers and obedience taught by the students in the calligraphy class.

There is no need for him to worry at all.

It's just a curious baby who doesn't seem ready to let him go so easily today.

Zhao Rong had just finished filling a hole and hadn't had time to take a breath.

Zhao Qianer tilted her head and continued to ask in a confused tone:

"Oh. Brother Rong'er, why did you suddenly grab my hand from behind and lead me forward in a hurry just after you came out? I didn't even have time to react. I thought you were some daring and frivolous person.

I almost drew my sword..."

At this point, she stopped talking.

Zhao Rong's smile froze slightly, and he stared straight at the little girl in men's clothing who was holding his arm and suddenly became a little nervous.

It’s not over, right?

Zhao Qian'er glanced up with her peach blossom eyes and found that Brother Rong'er's smile seemed a little strange.

However, Brother Rong'er's eyes seem to be becoming more 'warm'.

Seeing this scene, the little girl bowed her head shyly.

She looked at her clean and compact embroidered shoes, pursed her lips, smiled, and spoke softly.

"However, if it's Brother Rong'er...then, it's not a big deal. I just have to make up for it. After all, so many outsiders have seen it."

Having said this, Zhao Qian'er raised her head and warned seriously:

"And, next time, don't do this again, use such force from behind."

Zhao Rong's mouth twitched slightly, but the girl was talking here and there, and the topic suddenly went far away, and he didn't seem to need to change the subject.

Just like the mood of a young girl in her prime.

Sometimes it's sunny and sunny, and sometimes it's cloudy and drizzle.

Seeing that a life-threatening topic seems to have been moved away.

Zhao Rong blinked and quickly answered:

"Ahem, I haven't seen Qian'er for a long time. It's a bit insignificant. Okay, Xiao Qian'er, what kind of compensation do you want?"

Zhao Qianer held his arm and jumped up and down.

She ignored a certain young lady and said happily: "How about... Brother Rong'er, please write some poems to me. I saw that you wrote a lot for the young lady."

Zhao Lingfei, who had been watching quietly, opened her autumn eyes slightly.

Her lips were red and her teeth were white, and her tone was filled with anger, "Qian'er, you peeked at my things again."

Zhao Qian'er puffed up her mouth and glanced sideways at her.

"Humph, there is no need for me to peek. As soon as you are fine, quietly take out Brother Rong'er's letter and put it in a book you want to read. Pretend to read, but in fact you are reading Brother Rong'er's poems.

Humph, I thought I didn’t notice..."

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows and looked sideways at the lady beside him who had a somewhat aloof temperament in front of others...

Zhao Lingfei's autumn eyes widened.

At the same time, she couldn't help but glance at her husband from the corner of her eye, and saw that he seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Zhao Lingfei bit her teeth and glared at the naughty girl, "You...are talking nonsense!"

"Am I talking nonsense? That's right..." Zhao Qian'er looked away dismissively, turning her head away from the lady who loved to eat alone, and instead looked elsewhere.

At the same time, she spoke leisurely.

The voice is as clear and clear as an oriole.

"Well, there is a certain person who likes to sit in front of the window and read books in the sunshine whenever he has time. I don't know if he is really reading or pretending to read. Sometimes he sits there all afternoon, during which he is either in a daze or giggling.

But I haven’t even turned a page of the book for a long time. Hey, I don’t know what I’m reading..."

Zhao Lingfei: "..."

Zhao Qian'er still didn't look at her.

After the little girl dressed in men's clothes paused for a moment, she sighed like an adult.

There was a hint of hatred in her tone.

"When I walked by, someone picked up the book and looked through a few pages, but ah, someone's eyes were only staring at one place on the book, motionless, haha. Someone looked like this, I thought

It’s hard not to be noticed, and I even need to peek, it’s all written on my face, so it’s useless to keep a serious face now.”

The more Concubine Zhao Ling listened, the more anxious she became. At this moment, her eyes widened and she gritted her teeth, "Qian'er, you..."

"What am I, what are you, you, Miss Stinky..."

Zhao Qianer turned around like a deer, tilted her head and looked at Zhao Lingfei.

The little girl got angry when she thought that the young lady had been trying to persuade her not to follow Brother Rong'er since yesterday.

Well, she probably wanted to be alone. She was so jealous that even she was wary of her after she got a husband.

She...she doesn't know what to do, so what should she guard against? Like guarding against thieves...

Zhao Qian'er pouted and stared back at Concubine Zhao Ling.

She raised her head and asked for help from Zhao Rong, who was pretending to be transparent: "Brother Rong'er, do you think what I said is right? I can guess whether the lady is flipping through a book or something, and there is no need to peek.

?”
To be continued...
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