Crown Jewels

Chapter 51 Fu Sinian Has a Guilty Heart

But Gu Baozhu just now didn't seem to have any scruples.

Just like that, in front of him, the fresh petals slowly bloomed, unfolding her complete and bright self with true temperament.

Song Yan lowered his head and smiled, licking the back molars with the tip of his tongue, and said idly:

"Why do you have to look for Fu Sinian?"

"I'm much better than him—hehe!"

Song Yan took it for granted, he was not prepared to be a good person in front of his good brother Fu Sinian.

However, Gu Baozhu could feel that when he mentioned Fu Sinian again, his attitude was familiar.

"However." Song Yan's eyes flickered, "When and how to teach, you have to listen to me!"

After finishing speaking, Song Yan looked at Gu Baozhu and added something meaningful.

"Of course, if the princess can't hold on, just say hello to me."

Seeing Song Yan spread his hands in noncommittal, Gu Baozhu groaned coldly in his heart.

Knowing that Song Yan's words were aggressive, she agreed without any hesitation.

After all... She didn't really want Fu Sinian to help her.

But in the end she was unwilling, Gu Baozhu squinted at Song Yan, played with the hair hanging on her shoulders, nodded deliberately and carelessly.

"Indeed...you should teach me."

"otherwise--"

Gu Baozhu reminded calmly, "You think that the money I spent on cooking soup and buying candied fruit this month is doing charity?"

Seeing Song Yan's expression froze, Gu Baozhu raised his eyebrows triumphantly, and waved his hands pretending to be generous, full of pride.

"The money spent on those soups and medicines is worth the wages you paid for teaching me archery..."

Gu Baozhu raised the tails of her eyes slightly, with cunning in her eyes, "How is it?"

……

The autumn sun still shines brightly.

After Song Yan said goodbye to Gu Baozhu and Shen Lanqing, he glanced at the time, and at this time the afternoon classes in the academy had ended.

He simply went directly to the public kitchen, there must be Fu Sinian there.

He can't promise to study, but Fu Sinian can run faster than anyone else when eating!
The students in the public kitchen came in and out. Song Yan just came in, and his eyes swept over their usual sitting positions.

Sure enough, it was not Fu Sinian who was on the table behind the load-bearing pillar.

Fingers tapped lightly on the table, Fu Sinian raised his head subconsciously, and saw Song Yan looking at him lazily with lowered eyes, and commented on it by the way.

"The food is good!"

Fu Sinian put down his chopsticks with a bit of interest on his face.

"Finally I'm willing to come back, I thought—"

Fu Sinian laughed unceremoniously and protractedly, "You will have to take care of it for more than half a year for that little flesh injury!"

Song Yan pulled out the chair, groaned coldly and stared at him.

"Come on, if this is on your body, I'm afraid you will cry in pain."

Seeing that Song Yan was still holding on to his black history of martial arts training in his childhood, Fu Sinian gritted his teeth, and looked at Song Yan's muffled voice.

"Why is it so difficult for you to be a good person?"

"You really need someone to teach you!"

Song Yan snorted and looked at the Bai Shengsheng cakes placed in front of Fu Sinian with great interest, raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Is it the rest from the female student's side?"

Fu Sinian snorted unhappily.

"if not?"

"Otherwise, do you think, where can I buy pastries in the academy?"

After finishing speaking, Fu Sinian raised his lips to show off.

"Don't even say—"

"To grab a pastry these days, you have to compete with your skills."

"However, when it comes to this, how can they compare with me."

Seeing Fu Sinian's complacent look, Song Yan snorted lightly.

"Get out!"

Fu Sinian didn't take it seriously, and his brows and eyes showed some interest.

"By the way, Song Yan!"

"I just met Qi Yuan."

"Isn't it the Mid-Autumn Festival in a few days? He said that the college should give us three or four days off."

As Fu Sinian spoke, he suddenly moved closer to test it.

"Well, how soon are you going to go back?"

Hearing this, Song Yan subconsciously thought of the promise he had made with Gu Baozhu, laughed inexplicably, looked at Fu Sinian and raised his eyebrows, "What's the rush?"

Simply counting the days in his heart, he finally raised his eyes after a long while, and Song Yan said slowly.

"I reckon, stay in Zhuangzi for a day first, and then go back to accompany grandma with Le Yi."

"By the way—"

Song Yan thought of Song Leyi, half-closed his eyes and said.

"It's time to take that little girl back, and take care of yourself."

Fu Sinian nodded noncommittally, observed Song Yan's expression from the corner of his eye, and graciously pushed the bitter gourd fried pork slices in front of Song Yan, and said with a very hospitable smile: "Come on! I haven't moved a few chopsticks yet, so it's a good deal for you."

Seeing Fu Sinian pick up the chopsticks, Song Yan specially picked up a piece of bitter melon for him, which was completely out of his usual temperament.

Song Yanchang raised his eyebrows, picked up his chopsticks and pushed Fu Sinian's hand away, and said slowly.

"Brother, there is no need to—"

After finishing speaking, Song Yan picked up the chopsticks by himself, accurately picked up the remaining large piece of meat, and delivered it to his mouth, still teasing.

"Tell me, what happened?"

"You actually asked for it on your Big Brother Song!"

Seeing Song Yan's arrogant and arrogant appearance, Fu Sinian couldn't help but kicked him under the table, with a sad and dissatisfied expression on his face.

"Scum Yan, shameless! You actually took advantage of me!"

Song Yan ate the food by himself, and for a long time he only tapped the back of the table with his chopsticks. The old god of rhythm was there, silently urging him, but he didn't talk to him.

Seeing that Song Yan had no choice but to stare at him, Fu Sinian coughed guiltily, and was completely defeated for a long time.

"It's nothing, but it's just a coincidence."

"During the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, I'm also going to stay at your Zhuangzi, staying for two days before leaving!"

As soon as Fu Sinian finished speaking, Song Yan put down his chopsticks and hissed softly.

"That's it?"

"Didn't you always rely on my Zhuangzi when there were no classes in the college?"

"At that time, I didn't see you, did you greet my master?"

As Song Yan said, he picked up his chopsticks again and picked up a piece of bitter gourd without hesitation.

"This, this is different!"

Fu Sinian blushed inexplicably, his neck was thick, and his tone was bleeding and urgent.

"Isn't that, I thought, after the Mid-Autumn Festival, the college will have a class test."

Song Yan hummed twice, signaling him to continue.

"I thought, it's better to invite Miss Shen to come over and give our brothers the key points of painting scriptures."

"In this way, don't we all benefit?"

After Fu Sinian finished speaking, he supported the edge of the table subconsciously, with apprehension in his eyes.

Song Yan's Zhuangzi didn't care what happened to him.

But... what if you bring a girl back?
It's not that I'm afraid that Song Yan won't want to, but it's unavoidably inconvenient.

Therefore, he had to say hello to Song Yan first.

Song Yan raised his eyebrows upon hearing this, and pressed the tip of his tongue against his left cheek.

After a while, he bent his lips and smiled, squinting his eyes and approached Fu Sinian. Song Yan pointed at his chest with the back of his chopsticks, and said slowly with scrutiny in his eyes:

"I said, Fu Sinian!"

"What are you thinking here?"

Feeling guilty, Fu Sinian dodged his eyes for a moment, and retracted his body like an electric shock.

　Boys, tomorrow will be updated in the afternoon!I can finally go home at noon hehehe~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)