Crown Jewels

Chapter 52

However, the next moment, Fu Sinian looked at Song Yan confidently.

"Song Yan, what do you mean!"

"I naturally want to improve my grades and please my parents."

"By the way, friendly and friendly classmate, kindly take you for a ride!"

Fu Sinian found an excuse to defend himself, and he really regained some confidence.

Song Yan looked at Fu Sinian coldly, his eyes were like looking at a fool, and there was even an inconceivable hum from his throat, he never thought that Fu Sinian's IQ was so off-line.

"Fu Sinian! Do you think this girl is alone! Will she follow you into other people's village?"

"Or, are you so confident that you feel that you are born with a good face?"

"Brother, wake up! Your head is muddled!"

After Song Yan finished speaking, he stuffed the sliced ​​bitter gourd meat into his mouth to dissipate his anger for no reason.

His throat was swollen and he drank a cup of warm tea. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Fu Sinian's listless expression, and he was slumped on the seat.

Song Yan shook his head, helpless in his heart, and muttered to himself, Fu Sinian has never seen such stupidity in his daily life!
Fu Sinian hung his head down and poked the long chopsticks in his hands. He felt that what Song Yan said was reasonable, but he couldn't think of a way to achieve his goal for the time being, so he could only scratch his head and look at Song Yan again.

"Then tell me, what should I do?"

Seeing that Song Yan ignored him, Fu Sinian stepped back and promised Song Yan benefits.

"If you think of a good way, don't you have a headache at Sister Leyi's place?"

"That's it!" Fu Sinian patted his thigh, reluctantly making a decision.

"In the next month, I will take good care of Sister Lemei for you, Song Yan."

"Make sure she doesn't run around, it's okay, and I——Fu Sinian, her cousin, you can believe it!"

Song Yan almost flashed his tongue, but put down his chopsticks speechlessly.

His right hand was directly attached to Fu Sinian's forehead, and there was still a blatant incomprehension in his eyes, and his unabashed expression was full of seriousness.

This action is too humiliating!

Fu Sinian got angry, slapped his hand down roughly, and said angrily, "Say what you have to say!"

Song Yan snorted coldly, "Are you afraid that you lost your memory?"

"Let's just say, let that girl go back in Mid-Autumn Festival, so please take care of yourself?"

Song Yan squinted at him in disgust, and said coldly, "Do you need to take care of me?"

Fu Sinian glared at him speechlessly, and responded back not to be outdone.

"I'm afraid it's not because of you that you lost your memory. Last time you said that you would not let cousin Yue come to Zhuangzi. What happened?"

"The vacation has just ended, so you just picked someone up!"

"If the girl wants to go, as long as it's not too much, how can you refuse?"

Seeing that Fu Sinian was also not to be outdone, and responded with sarcasm, Song Yan choked, and really didn't think of how to refute.

After being dumb for a while, Song Yan was too lazy to worry about it, so he snorted and said to Fu Sinian in a good mood.

"Let's talk about the matter, I have a solution!"

Song Yan dragged his voice, thinking in his mind, "When the time comes——"

"Just let Miss Shen and Gu Baozhu come here together!"

Fu Sinian sneered at first, then suddenly widened his eyes, unable to believe it.

"Gu Baozhu! Isn't that Princess Nanping?"

After saying this, Fu Sinian stroked his chin, his face was full of interest, and he couldn't see the dejected look just now.

"Okay, Song Yan, you actually do something big in a silent voice!"

Song Yan kicked him: "Can you speak human language!"

Fu Sinian choked, held his foot that hurt from being kicked, and took the memory firmly, but he also became calm.

"All right, all right! Just say something." Fu Sinian breathed out, and gave Song Yan a thumbs up, "You're really good at it!"

Seeing him winking at him, Song Yan tapped the table with the back of his chopsticks and explained emphatically.

"Don't think too much!"

"this is not--"

"She asked me to teach her archery!"

Song Yan stretched lazily, and looked straight at Fu Sinian, "This is not when I was injured, people sent medicine jars to my village all day long."

"I look at her, and she's pleasing to the eye."

The corners of Song Yan's lips curled up slightly, thinking of Gu Baozhu's arrogant appearance just now, he took it for granted.

"Since she begged me, of course I mercifully agreed!"

Speaking of which, the corners of Song Yan's lips overflowed into a smirk, and the corners of his lips turned up uncontrollably. His gaze swept across the tabletop and landed on the pastry plate, his eyes flickered slightly.

He subconsciously picked up the Bai Shengsheng pastry placed beside Fu Sinian, and was just about to put it into his mouth, but Fu Sinian stopped him with his chopsticks indifferently.

Fu Sinian was impatient, complaining about being wronged. "Song Yan, I haven't eaten enough yet!"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Song Yan with puzzled eyes.

Asked with a strange face: "Also, haven't you never liked these sweets?"

The "prey" that was about to reach his mouth was stopped, and Song Yan glanced at Fu Sinian's side. He didn't touch the bitter gourd fried meat with two chopsticks, and his face was full of impatience: "Your melon is bitter to me!"

"Relieve the boredom!"

Fu Sinian looked at the remaining half of the fried pork slices with bitter gourd on the plate, and subconsciously loosened his wrist.

Song Yan found an excuse at random, and grabbed the whole plate directly at the right time.

Seeing the white and greasy and somewhat familiar pastries on the blue and white porcelain plate, Song Yan's brows and eyes were soft, and he even pursed his lips and smiled idiotically.

Then, ignore Fu Sinian!
Song Yan took a piece of pastry and put it into his mouth slowly.

Fu Sinian looked at Song Yan with a distorted face, who was clearly eating sweet pastries, but still put on an appearance that life would be worse than death in front of him.

Speechlessly rolled his eyes, Fu Sinian said helplessly, "I said, isn't it just a few cakes?"

"The expression on your face, can you stop being so thrilling! Seeing that I am really heartbroken, it hurts everywhere!"

Song Yan swallowed all the sweetness in his throat, took a sip of warm tea, and then slowly looked at Fu Sinian.

"It's not like you don't know that I don't like sweets."

After finishing speaking, Song Yan snorted softly, and said as a matter of course: "Besides, don't I just subconsciously frown?"

Fu Sinian was full of disgust. He really felt that this guy was too shameless, and he still had such an expression when he got a bargain. He said sarcastically, "Why, who put the knife on your Uncle Song's neck?"

After finishing speaking, he folded his hands behind his head, lay on his back, and said in a light and casual tone, "If you don't eat, don't eat!"

Song Yan felt that he was really noisy, so he hissed impatiently, and retorted coldly.

"I don't like to eat, does it have anything to do with whether I want to eat?"

When Fu Sinian heard this, he directly gave a thumbs up.

What a fucking logic genius!

……

The evening moonlight is hazy.

On the open space of Zhuangzi, the lights in the courtyard are bright.

The sweat on the forehead ran across the nasal bone and flowed through the scratches on the skin.

Song Yan stood still while trembling, and after dozens of moves with Lieutenant Yang, he was exhausted and tried to breathe steadily.

Holding on to his iron fist, Song Yan's eyes were like a wolf's, looking for an opportunity.

The more you are exhausted, the more you can expose your shortcomings.

Song Yan's numb iron fist was slightly loosened, and he was ready again.He believed that Deputy Lieutenant Yang shouldn't be having an easy time.

After Yang Wu raised his numb elbow and moved it a little, he also squeezed his iron fist unambiguously, the light in his eyes was as sharp as a knife, and the aura he had experienced on the battlefield made him look like he was not letting up.

however……

With the shadow on his back, Deputy Lieutenant Yang's back was already slightly stiff at this time.

The afterlife is terrifying!

They were talking about the two boys Song Yan and Fu Sinian.

Yang Wu has been in the army for so many years, and his martial arts skills have been honed on the battlefield, most of which are the result of hard work and daring.

But he really saw the real talent in these two young people.

　Finally home, no need to quarantine hehe~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)