Zhao Rong thought this girl Bifang looked quite interesting.

Well, except for stealing chrysanthemums.

Is this thing edible?

He couldn't help laughing.

I remembered the slender girl in blue clothes just now and said seriously, "It looks delicious."

A little cute.

However, it seems a bit sad to be her book boy with Yu Huaijin, a stern guy who has been on the same day.

At this time, the eastern fence is inside.

After Zhao Rong improvised and played it all, he grabbed the pen and added a stroke to a certain character "典" on the next paper.

He raised his eyes and looked at Yu Huaijin, who was pinching a brush with his forehand and focusing on practicing calligraphy, and Bifang, who was standing behind her quietly and well-behaved, stood with her hands behind her.

It's just that Zhao Rong didn't have any surprises.

This girl Bifang was indeed sneaking at him again.

Zhao Rong pinched his beardless jaw with two fingers and smiled gently at her who was about to dodge her eyes.

Bifang was stunned for a moment, and then she smiled happily.

She glanced at Yu Huaijin who was writing intently in front of her, and lowered her head and quietly took out a fiery red embroidered bag from her sleeve.

Bifang held the bulging embroidery bag in both hands, and her eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

She opened the fiery red rust sac, penetrated her fingers and flipped her, then twisted out a small thing like a bite. Zhao Rong looked at it, not knowing whether it was candied fruit or dried fruit.

Bifang lowered her head, put the snacks into her mouth, and slapped her with a few greed, but she swallowed lightly.

During this period, her eyes were also staring at Yu Huaijin's back, looking cautious.

Zhao Rong put down his pen and smiled dumbly when he saw this. No matter how much he eats a snack, he is like a thief.

Yu Huaijin, senior Yu is a bit strict in his care, whether it is to others or themselves.

But looking at the strange master and servant, they were all thin and weak bodies.

Bifang is slender, while Yu Huaijin is even shorter, just like a little girl, well, a stern little girl.

Zhao Rong suddenly understood a little.

In the future, he may be in silence for the younger ancestor Yu Huaijin's brother.

It seems that he found Zhao Rong watching.

Bifang's greedy movements were a little restrained. She narrowed the food in the rust capsule and looked up at Zhao Rong not far away.

Seeing this, Zhao Rong smiled and shook his head, but unexpectedly he was still a foodie.

Bifang also smiled.

The slender girl smiled softly, smacked her lips, and then pointed it into the rust capsule, trying to get some more snacks to eat.

But the next second he stopped and quickly took the rust bag back into his sleeve.

She lowered her head, glanced at Yu Huaijin, and turned her head in front of her, and went to be honest.

Yu Huaijin frowned slightly and glanced at Zhao Rong.

Regarding this strange pair of masters and servants, Zhao Rong shrugged his shoulders, bent his lips lightly, and continued to practice piano painting.

This time Yu Huaijin's tutoring was not as heavy as the last task.

After all, there is not enough time, and I should know that a certain 'Mr. Zhao' is very busy.

From evening to just night, Leyi's tutoring ended.

Yu Huaijin seriously advised Zhao Rong not to relax his piano skills.

It is very unsuccessful to say that he is at this level, and it is almost time to get a normal score in the mid-month exam.

Zhao Rong's face was calm and he nodded in response.

Seeing this, Yu Huaijin sighed slightly, with a little worried expression.

It should be because of the extra mid-month exams between Zhao Rong and Fan Yushu.

Zhao Rong raised his eyelids and stopped talking nonsense.

Yu Huaijin hesitated for a while, then asked about Lu Xingtang's study and art class, what is the current situation?

She is very serious in every class, and the same is true for Zhao Rong's calligraphy and art classes, but she is also fascinated by the authorities.

Zhao Rong thought about it and answered truthfully, his words were a bit tactful.

He didn't know about other schools, but overall, it was indeed a little worse than the Justice Hall of Zhao Rong's school, and according to the current trend, the gap is probably getting bigger and bigger.

Yu Huaijin frowned even more, saluted Zhao Rong, and turned around to leave.

But when I saw that Zhao Rong was going out, he looked like he was going out.

"Where are Brother Zhao?"

Zhao Rong casually replied: "Yilanxuan."

Yu Huaijin's face suddenly turned a stern and his expression became serious.

Not long.

Zhao Rong and the other two came to Yilanxuan together.

That's right, it's three people, Yu Huaijin, and her weak book boy.

Yu Huaijin didn't say a word and just followed him silently.

It seems that I am very suspicious of someone's purpose of running to Yilanxuan at night.

Zhao Rong's mouth twitched slightly, how could he be like guarding against a thief?

He shook his head, took the lead in entering Yilanxuan, and went to find Zhu Yourong. Miaoshuyuan miaoshuyuan.com Miaoshuyuan miao

I have been busy all day, and it is around 4 o'clock in the evening, and I still have some time to do it. Zhao Rong came over to see how Zhu Yourong wrote the word "Yong".

This time we met, the two were no longer as casual as they did when we got along in private a few days ago.

Although it is still in Lanxuan's study.

But there are a few more pairs of eyes that look around.

Zhu Yourong also bound a certain scenery, wearing a green Confucian shirt and a calm expression.

Zhao Rong took her sleeves and watched the words she wrote at the desk.

His face was calm and he stretched out his fingers to point a few words from time to time.

However, the two of them kept a normal distance and there was no other communication.

Yu Huaijin was waiting by the side in the name of practicing calligraphy, and looked up at them.

Jingzi was quite happy about Bifang's arrival.

But when he saw Zhao Rong coming to the door, he looked like her sister Yu, with a small face, and a look of facing a great enemy.

At this moment, Jingzi also moved a small stool and sat next to the desk, with her big black eyes circling on Zhao Rong and Zhu Yourong.

Bifang was greedy for snacks and secretly glanced at Zhao Rong.

Such a strictly guarded formation can even fools see what it means.

Zhao Rong was speechless and wanted to tell them seriously that there was no need.

He and Zhu Yourong are currently in the same relationship with friends, so they had a long time to get along well before, not what they thought.

However, Zhao Rong knew that it was useless if he didn't have to try it.

I think so.

If it is a man or a woman who is close friends, then nothing is wrong, but between a man and a woman...

Generally speaking, in novels, this seems to be the case in which a confidante will develop in the direction of a long-lasting relationship.

Thinking of this, Zhao Rong quite understood Yu Huaijin and Jingzi's worries.

At the same time, he was a little shaken about the pure friendship with Zhu Yourong who had been determined before, and would not deteriorate or become wrong.

Maybe it's time to pay attention...

Zhao Rong stood quietly at the desk, looked up at Zhu Yourong, who was writing with his head down.

She looked calm and serious, and did not look at him.

There was no extra reaction to the number of people watching in the study.

Zhu Yourong is still focused on the calligraphy she writes, the calligraphy she loves.

Zhao Rong suddenly felt that such a woman was really beautiful even if she put aside her skin, identity and temperament.

His eyes showed sincere appreciation.

Such a woman should only be the best man in the world who can hold her hand.
To be continued...