Crown Jewels

Chapter 40 The First Meeting in Orange Park

Just when Song Yan was bored and was about to pick up a bunch of grapes, Fu Sinian cut off his beard in advance the next moment.

Song Yan didn't take it seriously, turned his right hand and reached for the fruit basket to grab a peach.

The next moment, Fu Sinian cut off his beard with precision!
Some deceit too much.

Song Yan raised his eyebrows, unbelieving and ready to pour a cup of fruit tea to dispel the fire.

Just before his hand touched the handle, Fu Sinian suddenly said: "Brother, wait first!"

In the gazebo, mottled bamboo shadows are projected on the ground.

Then Song Yan saw him turn his head, and said earnestly to the absent-minded Shen Lanqing:
"Miss Shen, Qiu Huhu should not be underestimated. If you feel hot, why don't you drink a cup of tea to moisten your throat first?"

Seeing this, Shen Lanqing quickly took the teapot, but did not really let Fu Sinian move.

The woman's eyelashes trembled slightly, covering her pupils with a slight smile, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised. The interaction between the two brothers was somewhat interesting.

Song Yan gritted his teeth at Fu Sinian aggrievedly, his eyes signaled him to restrain himself.

Coax people, just coax them, don't use your brother as a backing.

He expressed his meaning clearly, but Fu Sinian always pretended to be deaf and dumb.

When Fu Sinian didn't wink again, he cut off the last bunch of crystal grapes from Song Yan's hand, threw the round grapes into his mouth without saying a word, and grinned shamelessly at him.

Song Yan's face darkened, and he kicked him under the table with his right leg.

The muffled hum was drowned in the throat, accompanied by the crackling sound of bamboo knots growing outside the gazebo.

Sensing the surprise in Shen Lanqing's eyes, Fu Sinian froze slightly.

He quickly swallowed his exclamation, and stared at Song Yan in disbelief.

But when he turned his head, he smiled comfortingly at Shen Lanqing, explained something casually, and then pulled Song Yan to the corner,

The green leaves were rustling, Song Yan looked in front of him speechlessly, accusing Fu Sinian with his eyes.

The young man stared at him indifferently and coldly, not accepting it.

Seeing that Song Yan didn't appreciate it, Fu Sinian sighed discouragedly, and then he hooked his shoulders and put his back on his back.

"Brother, if there's anything you don't like about me—"

Listening to Fu Sinian's drawn-out tone, Song Yan's anger was already vented.

Just waiting for him to say a few nice words to cleanse his ears, even the usual looseness on Song Yan's face, he also restrained himself a little.

The breeze stirred up the loess on the ground, and it was unreasonable to blow the rustic atmosphere arrogantly.

Fu Sinian looked at Song Yan, hissed softly, and said carelessly: "That's troublesome, troublesome, you can overcome it yourself!"

The reversal came too fast!

This unexpected meaning made Song Yan couldn't help digging his ears.

Confirming that he heard correctly, Song Yan laughed angrily.

Fine!Fine!
Fu Sinian couldn't help rolling his eyes when he saw Song Yan's strange look, and then leaned up to him and said meanly.

"After all—"

"I made a girl cry, so I can't compensate you!"

"I'm different from you!"

Song Yan touched his right cheek with the tip of his tongue, and looked at Fu Sinian from top to bottom deliberately.

Look, it works!

Song Yan snorted coldly, too lazy to talk to Fu Sinian any more.

Don't argue with idiots, he understands the truth since he was a child.

Fu Sinian watched Song Yan leave the back, the corners of his lips curled up in satisfaction, and then he returned to the gazebo contentedly.

Seeing him coming back, Shen Lanqing frowned slightly.

Just now, Song Fu and Song Fu fought fiercely, and she was a fool not to see it.

Right now Song Yan didn't come back directly, she asked with some uncertainty: "Song Yan, he..."

Fu Si Nian waved his hands indifferently, seeing that Shen Lanqing's face was still full of hesitation, he put down the teacup in his hand, pretending to be mysterious:
"Miss Shen, the brotherhood between Song Yan and I was cultivated by practicing martial arts since childhood."

"But, what about me, can I be smarter than him?"

Seeing Fu Sinian pointing at himself, and then raising his eyebrows to look at him, Shen Lanqing cooperated with him.

"Europe?"

Fu Sinian pretended to be mysterious and pointed at himself.

"I, I have practiced Qigong for several years!"

Shen Lanqing, who was drinking tea calmly, raised her head subconsciously, and saw Fu Sinian winking and hinting wildly at herself.

Inexplicably, the scene of Song Yanhei leaving just now appeared in her mind.

Shen Lanqing couldn't hold back, and quickly turned around, swallowing the tea with difficulty.

Suddenly, some began to sympathize with Song Yan, there is such a "silly brother".

……

The autumn wind wafts the sweet and greasy pastry fragrance.

Gu Baozhu was holding the porcelain plate, and just as he came out of the corridor, he saw Song Yanzheng leaning against the tree trunk with his hands folded lazily at the corner.

The green leaves cast a faint shadow on his face.

Sensing the movement, Song Yan raised his drooping eyelids.

Seeing that it was indeed Gu Baozhu, his originally perfunctory eyes lit up a little, and he walked towards the woman at leisure.

up to near.

Looking at Bai Shengsheng's yam cake, Song Yan raised his eyebrows and asked subconsciously.

"You did it?"

Gu Baozhu blinked, covering his eyes and only shook his head in denial.

"I ordered my mother to prepare it in advance."

When the girl's soft voice came, Song Yan pursed his lips and nodded clearly.

However, his right hand, which was originally intended to pinch a piece of pastry, quietly deviated a few inches.

Finally, it landed directly on the base of the porcelain plate, and it was naturally taken from Gu Baozhu's hand.

The two went back to the gazebo and sat down, the melons and fruits were fragrant with the breeze.

Before Qi Yuan arrived, the four of them were eating fruits, chatting casually and waiting.

Although the four of them have known each other not long ago, usually they have some intersections at most colleges.

The four of us were alone today, and it was the first time we came to Gu Baozhu Zhuangzi. We were in the pavilion space, and the environment was a bit unfamiliar, so we felt a little uncomfortable at first.

Among the four, Fu Sinian was the one who talked the most, and his occasional words could make people laugh.

As for Song Yan.

Most of the time, I listened quietly with my eyelids down.

But his whole aura cannot be ignored.

When the atmosphere is good, Song Yan will also hum and laugh a few times.

As for Gu Baozhu and Shen Lanqing, the two of them don't really tell the truth, and most of the time they agree.

Song Yan lowered his eyes and glanced across the table calmly.

When the slender hands in Song Yan's sight reached out to the porcelain dish without restraint again, he raised his eyebrows slightly.

Seeing that half of the snacks in the porcelain plate were gone, he lightly tapped his fingers to remove the plate.

But when he raised his eyes, he saw that Gu Baozhu was eating happily, and his wrist turned around, so he simply stretched out his hand to pinch the handle of the teapot.

Picking up a piece of yam cake again, Gu Baozhu chewed it boredly.

It wasn't until she felt a choke in her throat that she realized that this was already the fifth piece of pastry she picked up today.

The spleen and stomach suddenly surged, clamoring to reject the sweetness that had no place to rest.

Gu Baozhu put the remaining cakes on the small plate in front of him, and raised his hand to pour a cup of bitter tea.

next moment.

The light bitterness, mixed with the warmth of the tea, was placed in a cup, and it was brought to him like this.

Gu Baozhu took it without hesitation.

The slight bitterness of the tea washes away the sweetness stuck in the throat.

Gu Baozhu put down the teacup, and subconsciously looked in the direction where the tea was delivered.

Song Yan, who was still looking down, seemed to be aware of her gaze, gently raised his eyelids, and met her gaze casually like that.

They looked at each other for a moment, and did not move away as usual.

(End of this chapter)