Rebirth of the only favorite business queen

Chapter 7
Feng Youran propped her chin, turned her face 45 degrees, and looked at him lazily, "It's nothing surprising, you are not alone!"

The boy was a little annoyed, why did he think this little girl was cute just now, like a little fairy? !

"Hmph..." As proud as he was, he turned around and returned to his seat angrily.

Feng Youran raised the corner of her mouth and took out the book, a spoiled brat!

Time passed like this, day and night alternated until the next morning, Feng Youran packed her things and prepared to get off the car.

Just after getting off the train, the curly-haired boy with single eyelids walked behind him. The two of them ignored each other in a tacit understanding and walked towards the exit. It seems that Feng Youran really offended him yesterday.

After scanning around, Feng Youran saw the card with her name written on it.

"Hello, I'm Feng Youran!" She said modestly.

"Oh, you are Feng Youran, I didn't expect you to be so young!" Teacher Fang who picked me up at the station said in surprise.

"Ahem!" There was a deliberate cough.

"Ge Song, come here and see your little friend!" Teacher Fang said happily.

"What little friend? I think she's just a bratty brat, let's go!" After finishing speaking, she gave Feng Youran a sideways look, and deliberately swayed in front like a donkey.

Feng Youran rolled her eyes, she's really a boring brat, but to be honest, that stubborn donkey's appearance, he must be a attractor in the future!
"Hehehe... Don't take it to heart, he is not like this usually, you will know in the future!" Teacher Fang laughed dryly.

Looking at the antique stilted buildings in front of her, Feng Youran couldn't help being a little excited, but the expression on her face was always calm, with rare calmness and dignity.

"Look stupid? Dude!" Ge Song pouted.

This time Feng Youran was a little angry, a little brat, my sister tolerated you because you are young, but it doesn't mean my sister has a temper, really uncle can bear it, she can't bear it anymore!

Putting down his luggage, he grabbed Ge Song's collar and pulled it towards him, yelling ferociously, "Who are you talking about? Does he look foreign if he looks like a poodle? Don't mess with me, or you'll be nice to me." !" With her anger, the fragrance on her body became more intense, and Ge Song looked at the little face in front of him so closely that he lost his words and could only look at her inexplicably.

Teacher Fang was also taken aback when he saw this. He really thought this little girl had a good temper. It seemed that he was really worried about her for nothing.
"Hahaha..." A man in his thirties walked down the stairs, wearing a white long gown casually, with a taste of immortality, and a red mole under the corner of his eye showed a trace of youthfulness. Some enchanting.

"Uncle!" Ge Song interrupted Ge Guanyu's laughter with a bit of shyness but annoyance.

"Yo, you actually yelled at your uncle. It seems that I really have to talk to your mother again!" Ge Guanyu said with a smile, and walked over to look at Feng Youran interestingly. It seems that sometimes rumors may not be credible. This girl is definitely Feng Youran. A rare rare flower in the family, although it is still very young, but its momentum is like a rainbow and a sword.

Feng Youran let go of Ge Song calmly, and also looked at this man. She thought he would be an old man in his mid-century, but she didn't expect him to be so young.

"Teacher Ge has admired me for a long time!" Feng leisurely said.

"I don't remember accepting you as an apprentice? Is it because of my poor memory?" Ge Guanyu tilted his head and said while pinching his chin.

"If you don't accept me, you will regret it for the rest of your life." Feng Youran replied arrogantly, without any hesitation, she looked at him with the same pride.

Ge Guanyu raised the corners of his lips, thinking about something...

But Ge Song on the side looked at the two people, one big and one small, and pulled Feng Youran into the yard with his lips pursed, and shouted without looking back: "Don't be prudish, if you play too much, you will make people run away!" , I'll see where you cry!"

"Hahaha... Sure enough, Xiao Songsong, who knows me!" Ge Guanyu smiled facelessly, and walked in.

Ge Song was almost pissed off by the little song song, turned his head and blushed and roared: "Don't call me that name, Ge Guanyu!"

"I'm your uncle, and I want to tell your mother that you bullied me, even calling your name!"

Ge Song took a deep breath, and took a deep breath again and again. Sure enough, he chose to come here to ask for guilt, and it was also the biggest punishment his mother gave him.

"Hehehe..." Feng Youran laughed, it turns out that their way of getting along is so interesting, this is their family, right?

"Why are you laughing? I only care about you for the sake of your alliance, don't go too far!" Ge Songxiao warned, looking much cuter than when he was a stinky fart.

"You're cuter when you're not fart!" Feng Youran smiled, expressing her thoughts.

Ge Song raised his brows, and finally heaved a sigh of relief, "I'll bear you this time!" Call him cute?Hee hee...Really?

Ge Guanyu, who was following behind, stared at his little nephew with wide eyes. Didn't he hate being called cute by others?I thought I was going to get angry with that little girl again, but I didn't expect that I would put up with it, alas... Could this be the legendary puppy love? !
After arranging a place to live for the little girl and Ge Song, Ge Guanyu called Feng Youran to his study.

A tea set made of rough pottery is placed between the two of them. It is more like a study room than an extremely elegant piano room. In front of the window is a zither made of black nanmu. Sitting there and looking up, you can see a large area of ​​lush greenery. You can hear the rustling sound when the wind blows. On the other side is a large table made of golden nanmu, with the four treasures of the study placed on it, and scrolls of calligraphy and paintings are randomly placed in the porcelain jar next to it.

"Little girl, have you seen enough? My eyes will fall out!" Ge Guanyu teased, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for the two of them.

Feng Youran picked up the rough teacup, the tea in her mouth was not as smooth as home, and even had a burnt taste, she took another sip strangely.

"how?"

"Stir-frying tea is also a technical job, it's hot!" Feng Youran commented, with a smile in her bright phoenix eyes, her pink lips slightly raised, as if she was suppressing something.

"Hahaha... put too much firewood!" Ge Guanyu laughed, because of Feng Youran's straightforwardness and her courage, other people might not be able to say that to him.

"Practice more, practice makes perfect, you know!" Feng Youran took another sip, with a natural taste in the simplicity, and it is naturally rare in the world to fry it with heart.

"I really can't figure it out, you are completely hidden under the light of others." He was very puzzled.

(End of this chapter)