Zhao Qianer did not reply, but lowered his eyes and said:

"The first time I met her, she looked arrogant and cold, as if no one could look down upon her. But just now in Zuixian Tower, she sat on your lap rudely and shamelessly...

Wiping saliva around, pretending to be aloof, seducing men like a vixen,

"When we go back to the room later, what will happen to Fairy Su? Brother Rong'er, is it possible that she knelt down and called you master like we joked before? Ha, the fairy nowadays is really good at playing."

Zhao Rong touched his chin and said, "Hey, when you say that, I'm kind of looking forward to it."

The loud-mouthed Xiao Qian'er suddenly became anxious, "Brother Rong'er, you men don't really like this kind of woman, do you? It's not good at all to belittle yourself!"

Zhao Rong pretended to frown and thought for a while, then teased this jealous little man seriously and said:

"Hey, you can't say that. Think about it, when we first met on the Xinghe Ancient Road, Fairy Su didn't recognize me. Maybe she was on her way to Zuixian Tower to find the right man. Well, how could you have thought of that?

The ordinary passerby passing by, ahem, this young master is her rightful man.

"It's really saponifying.

"So it was normal for Fairy Su to be a little offended at the time. Well, she later recognized me. After all, I have the aura of a saint, and she is the true destiny of being a noble person in her life. Fairy Su is just like seeing an idol she worships, and she must let go of all airs.

Came down.

"It wouldn't be wrong to say that she is contemptuous. After all, your handsome appearance and outstanding talent are here. How can that woman withstand it? So she is inevitably a little stupid. Ahem, she can't even lift my finger.

Let it go. It’s understandable, it’s understandable.

"We don't have to be biased against her. I'll give her a try when I get back later."

Xiao Qian'er's peach blossom eyes were already wide open. She stood on tiptoe in panic, pinched Zhao Rong's face with her two small hands, and pushed down the corners of his raised mouth.

Zhao Rong suddenly became embarrassed.

"You're not allowed to tilt your head, you're not allowed to smile, and you can't test her depth. Brother Rong'er, you...you, you can't think like this!" The little girl's tone was fierce and domineering.

"Why?"

"There's no reason, just... you're not allowed to think like that. I won't pay attention to her in the future." Xiao Qian'er's pouted mouth can be hung with an oil bottle.

"Well, there's no reason, so I refuse."

"Ah, no, you have to listen to Qian'er on this matter. Qian'er won't harm you. How could it harm you? I wish I could cut my heart out for you. Heartbroken man, why can't you just listen to Qian'er?

What about..." Xiao Qian'er tried her best to keep a straight face and said in a stubborn tone, but in fact, she was about to cry in her heart.

She was actually very afraid that the transference love between men mentioned in some books would happen to Brother Rong'er.

Su Qingdai is like his own young lady, and Rong Erge probably likes women with her temperament - cold and beautiful, cold and indifferent to other men, but she is special to him, as if she is wrapped around her fingers.

Gentle and accommodating.

Xiaoqianer feels that many men fall into this trap.

So she was afraid that Brother Rong'er would have some feelings for him.

A new woman can bring him a different sense of freshness, and Brother Rong'er, she and the young lady have been getting along with each other since childhood. Although they have a deep relationship, they are an old couple and they have long been accustomed to each other.

Although the eternal love is still there, it no longer exists in the form of burning heat, but has turned into a more steady spring rain that nourishes the other person's heart and moisturizes things silently.

But how many men can keep their true feelings, suppress their restless desires, and not touch everything that can bring freshness.

Besides, Su Qingdai is different from my own lady.

Miss, she and Brother Rong'er want to live a good life. After all, they are in a position of love and respect for each other.

And Su Qingdai threw herself into her arms and took the initiative to suck her thumb. She didn't know whether it was intentional or not when it came to her true destiny, Rong'er brother. She was in a weak position where the weak relied on the strong.

Su Qingdai looked at Brother Rong'er and got along with him from a bottom-up perspective of admiration and adoration.

And Brother Rong'er must have been able to feel it during the short period of getting along with him.

Although the young lady and she often looked at Rong'er with such heartfelt admiration, they thoughtfully gave him a sense of pride as a husband and never let him down.

But there is nothing comparable to what Su Qingdai's natural weakness can bring to Brother Rong'er, a sense of control, conquest, pride and self-confidence.

This is also the reason why many men in the book change their hearts.

Xiao Qian'er is naturally sensitive, and she feels that the Su Qingdai in front of her is probably a poison.

So I was still scared.

When she went down the mountain, while protecting Brother Rong'er, she also wanted to protect him for the young lady and herself.

At this time, looking at the calm Zhao Rong, Zhao Qian'er took a deep breath, her eyes were firm, and her pink lips trembled.

"Is it because she looks like Qingjun?" Zhao Rong suddenly asked again.

The little girl looked at him for a while, then turned away.

"Hmm." The nasal voice was soft.

The young Confucian scholar nodded, "That's right, I think so too, so I should try her depth."

On the dimly lit staircase, his expression was a bit hard for Xiao Qian'er to see clearly.

Zhao Rong spoke calmly:

"Li Mingyi, or the people behind him, specifically chose a woman who looked like Qingjun and gave it to me. They were...

"Knocking on the mountain shakes the tiger."

Zhao Qian'er was stunned.

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PS: The condition is a bit bad...the coding is a bit uncomfortable.

In the past, Xiaorong always relied on sleeping to solve the problem. As a result, from yesterday to now, he has tried several times to no avail...

This chapter counts yesterday’s update at 12 o’clock. It won’t be cooing. Um, Xiaorong also remembered today’s update, but the flag is no longer set. It will be posted after the code is finished. (Brothers, please stop scolding, Xiaorong feels uncomfortable too.

, be tolerant...)
Chapter completed!