The Group Pet Sister Became the Petite Bag of the Powerful Minister

   Chapter 23 Big Brother Heart Knot 2

"Girl Xia is so knowledgeable and reasonable, she probably doesn't need to be said by others, and she also knows that she should have the consciousness of being under the fence." Song Jinfu's cold tone revealed a stern tone, and he warned Xia Qingyao unhurriedly, "Little sister thinks You can do anything, it's not your turn to point fingers."

  Without contrast, there is no harm.

  Xia Qingyao had all kinds of connotations to Song Zhao when he came, is it true that Song Jinfu can't hear it?

   On the contrary, Song Zhao was silent. He was no longer so arrogant and domineering as he used to be, but he was quiet, well-behaved and sensible.

  Although Song Zhao didn't want to deal with the idiot's attitude, in Song Jinfu's eyes, it was the image of a little airbag who was aggrieved to the extreme.

  Song Jinfu suddenly felt that his little sister was a weak and helpless little pitiful.

  Xia Qingyao clenched her fists, her sharp fingernails almost scratching her palms.

   She bit her lip and lowered her eyes with some grievances, "Yaoyao has overstepped."

   Her gaze shifted a bit, and she suddenly saw the set of peacock silver steps on the table, first startled, then surprised.

   "What a beautiful bead hairpin, is this a gift from my third brother?"

  Xia Qingyao is used to Song Jinfu's gift every time she buys Song Zhao back, because it can't be delivered, it will end up in her hands.

   So this will subconsciously regard Peacock Yinbu Yao as his own.

   As she said that, she was about to reach out to touch it, but was slapped hard by the folding fan in Song Jinfu's hand.

  Senhan's gloomy voice sounded immediately, "Don't touch my little sister's things."

  Xia Qingyao's hand hurt and she shrank back, tears in her eyes.

  Song Zhao raised his eyebrows quite playfully, shook the jade fan in his hand, and stared at Song Jinfu with a "You didn't say this wasn't for me" expression.

Song Jinfu's ears were red, and she didn't look at the teasing eyes of the younger sister, her handsome face was sullen, and she gave Xia Qingyao the last blow, "Xiaomei and I are your masters. I used to think that you were pitiful in your life, so I will give you a chance to adapt. , from now on you should call us according to the rules."

  Xia Qingyao couldn't raise her head in humiliation.

   Her shoulders trembled slightly, her eyes were red with blood, and her little face was pale and pale.

   She didn't understand, it was clear that Song Zhao once despised Song Jinfu, but she stayed by Song Jinfu's side to comfort him.

  Why is Song Jinfu so aggressive now, just because Song Zhao is his sister?

   Or did he deliberately curry favor with Song Zhao because he was his daughter-in-law?

   In this way, Song Jinfu is not a good thing.

   I feel sorry for her being alone and helpless. No matter how upset she is, she has to endure it. With a pale face, she said, "Second girl, Third Young Master Tang, you can talk slowly, Yaoyao will step back first."

  Xia Qingyao turned around and left, and before she reached the door, she heard Song Jinfu couldn't wait to ask Song Zhao for advice on farming.

   She went back to her yard, and the more she thought about it, the more wrong she became. In the end, she didn't know what to think and went to the Fuqu Courtyard where Song Jingxian was.

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  Song Jingxian was practicing calligraphy by the window.

  The young man wore a slim-fitting brocade robe with embroidered moiré patterns on the robe, and the wide sleeves were folded upwards twice, revealing a thin forearm, which made the lining even more noble and elegant.

   Since he was hit with cold poison three years ago, he lost the chance to fight on the battlefield. Later, although he was hanged by the grass of the gods, he could not completely remove the toxin. It happened once a month, so he could only cultivate himself in the house.

   "Brother Shizi, Yaoyao made tea for you, sit down and rest for a while."

  Xia Qingyao appeared in front of Song Jingxian like a little white flower in the wind, with a gentle and careless look.

  Song Jingxian's personality is actually very cold, but in the face of his savior, his frosty face showed a gentle demeanor.

   "How many times have I said it, I have everything, you don't have to worry about it all the time."

  Xia Qingyao looked like a little sister next door, "I'm worried that my brother is too diligent and doesn't care about his health, so I have to supervise every three or five times to feel at ease."

  Song Jingxian's heart warmed, the two sat opposite each other, he suddenly frowned, "Why are you so haggard?"

   (end of this chapter)