Qing Ben's black and cute demon concubine strikes

Chapter 137
Song Xueyi didn't want Lingjiu to discover his strangeness.

In just one day, Guanglin Hospital was full of people.

Guanglin Courtyard covers a large enough area, with a total of four sub-garden attics, the Song family including Lingjiu occupies one pavilion, and the other three are occupied by the Jiang family, Lin family and Wen family.

In the afternoon of that day, Wen Qi brought Wen Zixuan to Guanglin Dongyuan to visit.

Seeing Song Xueyi's real face without a mask for the first time, it was no surprise that the Wen family and his son were taken aback, and it took a while for them to recover.

"This is a child. He studied in Qingyun College. You have all seen it." Wen Qi said with a smile.

Wen Zixuan was wearing a royal blue brocade jacket, and the round eyes on Baozi's face were very pleasing.

"Zixuan has met Master Song." He stood up and saluted Song Xueyi with a crisp and childish voice.He half raised his eyelashes, saw Lingjiu sitting in Song Xueyi's arms, and said, "I've seen Lord Jiu too."

"Pfft—" Wen Qi, who was drinking tea, sprayed.He slapped Wen Zixuan on the head, "What's the name!?"

Wen Zixuan said aggrievedly: "You told me to treat them like a junior, you asked me to be polite!"

Wen Qi: "Listen to what you call yourself?"

Wen Zixuan: "Everyone in Yuhai Town now knows that Master Song once said that she has the same status as Master Song and represents Master Song! Master Song is Master Song, so she is naturally Master Jiu."

"..." Wen Qi raised his forehead, and helplessly said to Song Xueyi and the two of them: "I'm stupid, here..." Pointing to his head, "There will always be strikes here for a few days, you two don't mind."

"No." Lingjiu said with a smile: "I think he is very good."

Seeing the girl's smile, both Wen's father and son twitched their eyes tacitly, feeling that nothing good happened.

Wen Zixuan grinned profusely: "Thank you, Lord Jiu, for your compliment, and please cultivate it more in the future."

Wen Qi frankly wanted to kick him.Is this bastard really his son?
"Master Song, what are your plans for this Tianjiao meeting?" Wen Qi talked about the business.

Song Xueyi said lightly: "Let the Song family leave Yuhai Town."

"Hiss." Does this mean that he is about to win the championship?Wen Qi said excitedly: "Master Song has found a peerless genius?"

"Huh?" Song Xueyi raised her eyebrows lightly.

Wen Qi said with a smile: "Master Song, why should you keep it from me? Now you and I have cooperated a lot, Master Song should understand who I am, otherwise I wouldn't choose to cooperate with me."

"Master Wen thought I was hiding a genius and asked him to help me win the championship?" Song Xueyi said.

Wen Qi was surprised, "Isn't it?"

Song Xueyi shook his head.

"This... I really don't understand what Master Song means." Wen Qi's eyes were full of desire for knowledge.

Song Xueyi said: "Fifty percent."

Wen Qi's face changed drastically, "It's just one answer, [-]%!"

"Four percent."

"No, just [-]%!"

"Seeing off guests." Song Xueyi said calmly, pinching the soft fingers of the girl in her arms.

"You! You! Come on, Sancheng! Sancheng is the head office!" Wen Qi said with a painful face.

Song Xueyi was unmoved, Lingjiu in his arms admired the change of Wen Qi's expression, stretched out a short, fleshy and tender index finger, and swayed at Wen Qi, "Your expression is too exaggerated, completely No one can believe your words!"

Wen Qi, who was despised by children for his acting skills: "..."

"[-]% is [-]%, Master Song just say it." Wen Zixuan looked at his father with disdain, and said to Song Xueyi.

Song Xueyi chuckled, "The Song family will let me attend the meeting."

"what? What?"

The two voices sounded at the same time, with the same tone and content, worthy of father and son.

"Master Song, you must be joking!" Wen Qi smiled.

Song Xueyi looked up, "It's up to you to decide how to operate."

Wen Qi: "I...not..."

"Okay Dad." Wen Zixuan grabbed Wen Qi's arm and interrupted him, "Since Mr. Song said so, it must be true. The final result will definitely surprise everyone. It's interesting to do things that others didn't expect .”

The voice that is too childish speaks mature and steady words, the contradictions are so unbearably funny.

Song Xueyi raised his head and looked at Wen Zixiang a few more times.

"Hahaha, little brat, are you interested?" Wen Qi smiled slyly when he heard his son's words, "Didn't you say you were going on vacation before?"

"You suspicious old rabbit!" Wen Zixuan's face turned red instantly.

To actually call himself a little bastard in front of others, was his head hit by a donkey?
Wen Qi, who realized his slip of the tongue, had a flash of embarrassment.

"Hahaha, it's settled like this, we won't bother you if there is nothing else to do." Wen Qi led his son to get up.

When he reached the door, Wen Zixuan suddenly stopped, turned his head to Song Xueyi... more precisely, he said to Lingjiu: "I heard that Taohua Shili Village will open this time, so that ordinary people other than the Sanzhen family All the common people can come in and enjoy the Peach Blossom Festival together and watch the Tianjiao Meeting together."

"We haven't heard of it." Lingjiu said in surprise, looking at Song Xueyi.

Song Xueyi nodded to her, his eyes indicated that he didn't know either.

Wen Zixuan frowned, "I heard this by chance from the talk of the peach girl in Shilizhuang. I always find this thing a bit strange..." He stared at Lingjiu earnestly, "You know fortune-telling, you do the math chant."

The guy who seemed very mature and steady one second, turned into a naive young lady the next second.

Lingjiu responded by waving his hand.

It's good to leave!

Wen Zixuan's eyes were filled with resentment for a moment.He wanted to see her fortune-telling, wanted to know the result after the calculation, and even more wanted to know if the girl really knew the mysterious fortune-telling skills.

"Xiayan, see off the guests." Song Xueyi noticed his eyes, and her arms holding Lingjiu tightened calmly.

"Master Wen, Young Master Wen, this way please." Xiayan dutifully followed the call.

"Brother Xueyi, look who I brought here!"

A soft cry of an oriole broke the silence of Lingjiu and Song Xueyi's meal together.

Lingjiu put down the juice, looked at the pink figure approaching in the distance, and nestled in Song Xueyi's arms without saying a word.

After a while, Fentao and the people around her stood in front of Song Xueyi and Lingjiu.

"Meet the owner."

"My sister has met the Patriarch's brother."

"Xueyi, uncle is not late."

This group of people who came was Song Guisheng and a group of juniors from the Song family, including Song Liujue, Song Zhihua, and Song Liyan.

"Brother Xueyi, this is the peach blossom cake I brought you. It's all made of fresh petals in the peach forest. It's delicious." Fentao brought the basket she was carrying to Song Xueyi, with a look on her face. The expression of presenting treasures and asking for praise.

(End of this chapter)