Traveling through: The down-and-out beauty refuses to be cannon fodder

Chapter 32
In this life, when I was in Qiantang, the cousins ​​of my grandmother's family were too young, and they didn't have much chance to meet outstanding boys, and they were even more insulators of love.

Rationally speaking, Xu Yuankai is indeed a rare and beautiful boy, and he gets along very well.

It's just that she feels that if she and Xu Yuankai make a private decision for life, she will be ashamed of him.

Her mental age is many years older than his, and she is suspected of being an old cow eating young grass.

Furthermore, Xu Yuankai, as the eldest son that the family focuses on training, has high hopes for the future, and the pressure and responsibility that he has to bear have not yet manifested.At that time, it is hard to say whether Xu Yuankai will still be like this.

But if she doesn't fall in love with Xu Yuankai, where is her future?

Even though she has some ambitions, she is still a woman after all, and she also has some expectations for love.

Do you want to live alone for the rest of your life?

Like the previous life, there are no other people who can recall except parents.

Counting from coming to this world, Fang Yuanzhi suffered from insomnia for the first time.

Xu Yuankai was also tossing and turning.

Ever since Songquan took out the red lacquer carved box, his heart ached slightly.

If Fang Yuanzhi hadn't defended him in public yesterday, he wouldn't have been so reckless today to let Songquan send the hairpin over.

The relationship between him and Fang Yuanzhi seems to be inseparable.

He went to find her, and she also met enthusiastically.

If he didn't look for her, he would never see her express anything.

He also thought about waiting until he was more confident.

But he knew that she was already 15 years old, and she was [-] years old in terms of age, and she might be engaged someday, and he would have no chance.

In this world, there are many girls of the same age, and there are many who are pretty and beautiful.

But she was the only girl who stood high on the tree and defended him with a serious face.

Jian Jia Cang Cang, white dew is frost.

The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side.

Shuoyou follows it, the road is long and obstructive.

Shuo Hui followed it, Wan in the middle of the water.

Xu Yuankai also has his own dignity, at this moment his heart is sore, painful, sad and regretful.

The sad thing is that she actually pretended not to have received this jade hairpin, and pretended not to know his affection.

It hurts to think that she is politely refusing.

I was sad because I confessed to a girl for the first time in my life, and it turned out to be a failure. It was such a failure.

Regret is his reckless move, so that they may not even be friends in the future.

Because Xu Yuankai had been bedridden for the past few days to recuperate his injuries, it was fine if he didn't sleep all night, and he just needed to catch up on sleep during the day.Fang Yuanzhi can't do it, she is a master, it's not good to take the lead in staying in bed.In addition, if Baihu broke his mouth and passed the news to his father Fang Li, his father would have to worry again.

Did father know that his little body was as strong as a little tiger, and if he was bedridden, he must be sick.

Fang Yuanzhi struggled to get up, but couldn't read the account book, so he simply fed the fish in the fish tank in the yard, watered the morning glory in the corner, and swept the yard by the way.

This frightened Cheng Hong, she was afraid that Fang Yuanzhi was dissatisfied with her and wanted to drive her away again.

During the day in the front hall, Cheng Hong took the time to go out the door and came back after a while.

After dark, after eating, Fang Yuanzhi felt rather drowsy and went to bed early.I comforted her: Anyway, I can't think of anything, so let nature take its course!
To be honest, it was the first time in my life that someone confessed to me, and I felt a little sweet in my heart, which showed that I was still a man!
Fang Yuanzhi couldn't help but recall the scene when Xu Chun approached him in the twilight and kissed him forcefully.The soft and moist feeling on the lips suddenly floated up, and the unique smell of incense seemed to linger at the tip of the nose.She touched her lips.

Pooh!
Fang Yuanzhi turned over irritably, it was because she had suffered a catastrophe and was treated as cannon fodder!

It's not love between men and women at all.

Fang Yuanzhi fell asleep in a daze.

I don't know how long it took, but I heard a noise.She immediately woke up: "Who?"

Orange Hong, who was sleeping on the bamboo couch by the wall, got up, went to the window to look, and came back again, holding a stone in his hand: "It's Mr. Xu, he said he wanted to see you..."

Fang Yuanzhi was so angry that he lay down and turned to the side of the bed: "No! What can't we talk about tomorrow?! It has to be in the middle of the night. Besides, apart from business matters, I have nothing to say to him!"

This orange red, eat what I eat and live what I eat, and it’s all for this!

Orange Hong approached the window again, and after a while she said with a embarrassed expression: "The third master said it was a business matter, it was urgent..."

Fang Yuanzhi sat up angrily: "Is this going to make people sleep?!"

She is having a sweet dream, spending time with a handsome young man. Although she can't see his face clearly, the handsome young man will be tricked by her and show his true face!
He was interrupted at a critical moment!

Really!
Fang Yuanzhi stood up and dressed neatly, specially wearing a black tight-sleeve dress that was easy to move around, so that he could hide his figure in the dark.If there is a disagreement, it doesn't prevent her from beating up Xu Chun and expressing her previous anger.

But reason told her that she might not be able to defeat Xu Chun by herself.After thinking about it, she went to knock on the door of Qingshan and Baihu's room.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she knocked on the door, the door opened from the inside. Qingshan and Baihu were both fully dressed and armed, as if they were ready to go out and fight at any time.

Fang Yuanzhi's heart warmed up, she was worthy of being one of her own, needless to say what she thought, they all knew how to do it!
She glared at Cheng Hong who was still following behind her, and leaped over the wall vigorously.

Qingshan and Baihu looked at each other: Is the young master so wild? !Don't even wait for the door to open?

Xu Chunyue met at a place called Nanchan Jiyun Temple in the south of the city.It is not far to walk from Guanqian Street, and it takes about a quarter of an hour to arrive.

There are many people here to visit and worship Buddha during the day, and it is very lively, but it is quiet in the middle of the night.

Fang Yuanzhi's master and servant climbed over the wall, walked around, and came to a small pavilion with a plaque of "Canglang Pavilion".

Standing on the mountain, high and spacious, with stone pillars and cornices, it is elegant and magnificent. The ancient trees on the mountain are dense, and the left and right stone paths and inclined corridors are all among the bamboos, bananas and shades.There are also some roses planted by the roadside, and there is a faint fragrance floating in the night.

Standing in the center of the pavilion, you can overlook the scenery of the whole garden, and the ripples outside the garden are reflected against the mountain pavilion. Under the twilight of the crescent moon, it looks very quiet.

Fang Yuanzhi felt a little depressed when he saw that there was no one in the pavilion and the surrounding area.

Asking myself to come to this place to talk about things in the middle of the night, but I came late, this Xu Chun is really putting on a big picture!
Just as she was thinking about it, she suddenly heard a clear man's voice from outside the pavilion: "It is said that Su Shunqin was relegated to Wuzhong in the Northern Song Dynasty, and built the Canglang Pavilion here. Langweng wrote "The Story of the Canglang Pavilion."

(End of this chapter)