After the whole network was hacked, she traveled through the small fishing village of Datang

"Hey! Writing is really harder than singing!" Su Qingqing was now very sure that her previous agency was a waste and actually asked her to practice calligraphy to pretend to be a talented girl.

Fortunately, she didn't have time to create this character, otherwise she would definitely be overturned.

"It's not difficult, just take your time."

Seeing that Su Qingqing was writing impatiently, Zheng Tian couldn't help but smile softly, reached out to hold her hand, and wrote with her.

An indescribable heat with the fragrance of ink enveloped her, instantly making Su Qingqing's face turn red. Why didn't she learn how to hold the pen firmly, and her heartbeat started to beat?

She raised her head and looked at Zheng Tian who was very close at hand. She saw his fine golden hair dazzling in the sun, and the corners of his smiling lips. There were ten thousand little ants crawling in her heart.

This handsome man recorded in the history books, if you look at it from a close distance, you will be so handsome that you will faint!
  Zheng Tian lowered his head and caught Su Qingqing's slightly charming eyes. As soon as his mind became hot, he wanted to do something random. He quickly took a step back, restrained himself, and said calmly: "You can practice again."

Then he stood with his hands behind his hands and stared at the rice paper with lowered eyes.

Staring at each other is not something you can do casually. It is easy to get turned on, so you must exercise restraint!

Seeing Zheng Tian retreating as if being pricked by a needle, Su Qingqing couldn't help feeling disappointed. She barely finished writing a word, put down her pen, and said unhappily: "I won't write anymore, and I won't take the top prize anyway."

When Zheng Tian saw that Su Qingqing was in a bad mood, he secretly wondered if it was because he was abrupt?

I was in a bit of a dilemma for the moment, not knowing what to do.

He shouldn't have come to the door every day, even if it was a private life, he should have kept the etiquette, but he couldn't help it. For the first time, he felt the pearls in the "Book of Songs" personally:
  He Cai Ge Xi, not seeing him for a day, like March Xi!

He is depressed, and not seen for a day, like three autumns!

Pete Aixi, not seen for a day, like three years old!

After a moment of silence, Su Qingqing became angry, turned around, snorted, and walked away.

Zheng Tian was stunned. The beauty left in an instant. Should he pursue her or not?
  It was really nerve-wracking to be angry all of a sudden after I was fine just now.

Zheng Tian stroked his head and smiled helplessly.

He could probably understand some of the reasons, but there was nothing he could do about it.

It is really troublesome to go further to offend the beautiful woman and to take a step back to annoy the beautiful woman.

So he simply stepped forward, picked up Su Qingqing's words with his pen, and continued writing. First, he wrote a big word "quiet"!

Peace of mind! Peace of mind! ! Peace of mind! ! !
  Su Qingqing was sitting in the piano room, holding her face in her hands and looking at the empty door, she was even more angry!

She was so angry that he didn't catch up!
  "Xiaoman! Xiaoman! Nalis! Nalis!" She suddenly shouted.

"Hey, slave is here!"

The two female musicians replied in unison, and without stopping for a moment, Nana came in, both of them saluted and said: "Mother Su, please greet me. Do you have any instructions?"

Su Qingqing didn't move at all, and said lazily: "Perform a song and dance for me. I am idle."

"Here."

The two of them immediately started to perform, one dancing and the other accompanying.

This was the joy of the ancient squire. He had a music girl at home and could listen to it whenever he wanted.

After watching the two female musicians perform for a while, Su Qingqing felt even more bored. She kept looking at the door absentmindedly, but she never saw the slender and handsome figure coming.

"Huh, if you want to write, why don't you go back to your own home to write? Why do you come to me to write!" Su Qingqing complained in a low voice.

I originally thought about taking Wang Xizhi's "Preface to the Lanting Collection" back to the Tang Dynasty so that Zheng Tian could appreciate it again. Now Su Qingqing decided not to take it and let him dream about it!

While he was cursing, there was movement at the door. It was Little Nono from next door running in.

Ms. Zhang went to the mountains to collect herbs, while her mother-in-law He was weaving fishing nets at home. When little Nuonuo got bored, she came over for a walk. Su Qingqing rolled her eyes, took the little guy's hand and led him to the study.

From a distance, through the shallow window lattice, I saw Zheng Tian who was writing seriously. The latter seemed to feel something, raised his eyes and looked over, smiling brightly, like a bright moon in the sky.

"Qingqing, are you not angry anymore?"

Su Qingqing pouted: "Okay, why should I be angry? I'm not that stingy."

"Yes, yes, I made a mistake."

Zheng Tian smiled and apologized.

Little Nuonuo stepped forward and saluted Zheng Tian with a sweet voice, and then Su Qingqing said, "Noonuo is here. Since you are here today, you can teach him his homework."

"Okay, let's learn the calligraphy first."

Little Nono: "?"

I'm here to hang out, not to take classes.

Zheng Tian began to teach little Nuonuo how to write the word "Zhi". It was a simple word, but it was not easy to write.

Su Qingqing was also watching from the side. The two people who were at odds just now reconciled as before, and taught the little guy together.

In the afternoon, seeing that it was almost time, the two set off on horseback.

Su Qingqing brought along Chunhua, the most beautiful maid, and Dongwen, the strongest, along with two maids.

Yaliu Villa is not far from the small fishing village, and horse racing is within easy reach.

Today, the villa held a summer banquet, and there was an endless stream of guests at the gate.

Su Qingqing brought a few pieces of homemade handmade soap as a gift, and Zheng Tian's servants had already prepared gifts for him.

Zheng Tian often stays at Yaliu Villa and is very familiar with this place.

The host was still waiting in the flower hall to welcome the guests. After saying hello, the two of them withdrew. No need for servants to lead the way, Zheng Tian took Su Qingqing around the village in a familiar manner.

After passing through a rockery cave made of stone, they met Blue Phoenix and his group who were laughing.

As soon as the two sides met, Lan Fenghuang's eyes turned around the two of them. The smile that had been on his face just now suddenly disappeared. He looked at Zheng Wei in surprise and said: "Brother Taiwen, why aren't you with Brother Wentong and the others?" What? They are looking for you everywhere."

Then he said to Su Qingqing: "Qingqing, come with us. I am familiar with this place, and I will take you around."

Su Qingqing didn't look at Lan Fenghuang. She only turned her head to look at Zheng Tian and said with a smile, "No need to worry, I just need Tian to accompany me."

When Zheng Tian heard Su Qingqing suddenly call him that, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips slightly.

Lan Fenghuang finally couldn't bear it anymore and said angrily: "Qingqing, how can you call Brother Taiwen by his first name?"

Zheng Tian said from the side: "Nothing, Qingqing is a certain fiancée."

Lan Fenghuang felt like he was struck by lightning when he heard this: "Impossible! You are the son of the Zheng family in Xingyang, how can you marry this unknown daughter? How can Zheng Jun agree?"

If Su Qingqing can do it, why can't she, the young master of the She tribe in Xunzhou?
  Su Qingqing is just an orphan, but she is the future leader of the She tribe!
  Zheng Tian's face turned cold and he said calmly: "Don't bother."

After saying that, he nodded lightly, took Su Qingqing's hand, and left calmly.

Su Qingqing looked at the hands held by the two of them, and the corners of her mouth raised unconsciously.

First love is just holding a small hand, and it seems to hold the whole world.