Author: Cat Mao Ru

On the forest trail, the green trees are shaded.

Song Qinghui was at the forefront, but from time to time, his eyes fell on the leaves behind.

Ye Sui is now a mentality of breaking the jar. From Song Qinghui, she has no expression.

Suddenly someone helped her hand.

Xue Fu's eyes are sincere, "Sister, be careful, there are pit here."

Yes, she stepped on this pit in one step away.

It should be said that her life is already full of pit!

Ye Sui pulled out her hand, and did not even thank him. She moved forward quickly, a little far from Xue Fu.

Xue Fu's eyes were lost, and he was at a loss like a small animal.

Song Qinghui couldn't stand it anymore, he said, "Master Ye."

Ye Sui looked up, "Ah?"

Song Qinghui looked at Xue Fu behind him. He whispered: "I didn't have any position to make any evaluation of your feelings, but Xue Fu is also my brother, Ye Shimei, since you have already had what kind of Master Xue's brother Xue.

The relationship should be better to him. "

Ye Sui was light and innocent younger brother, but she didn't have much good look for the younger brother. In the eyes of Song Qinghui, she was probably a scum girl image.

Song Qinghui also said: "You are my sister and disciple of Fuyun Zong. I don't want to have rumors entangled with you in the future."

Even if Song Qinghui usually has no good relationship with Ye Sui, he tries to go to the right way, his brother is indeed very competent.

Ye Sui pursed his lips, "Brother, you don’t understand at all!"

Song Qinghui was slightly embarrassing, "I really don’t understand the matter for men and women."

So he is talking to Ye Sui like an elder now, and he himself feels embarrassed.

Just this morning, Ye Sui pointed to the story of Nezha to Xue Fu. After listening to this story, Xue Fu said that the story is very interesting.

Then he issued a question: "Mrs. Li was pregnant for three years and gave birth to a ball. Why did those people wait for three years and directly opened her belly, can that ball be earlier?"

Ye Sui: "..."

She gave up the story of the legend of Nezha, but only felt that her destiny was more sad.

Song Qinghui looked at Xue Fu not far away, and he lowered his voice and said to Ye Sui: "Master Ye, although I have not experienced the relationship between men and women, but I can see that Master Xue depends on you, and you are not you are not

Children should be responsible for their own behavior. The elders of Fuyun Zong are not pedantic. As long as you really like it, I think the uncle will agree with you with Xue Fu. "

This is the first time that Ye Sui thinks that this master has the potential of the old mother.

She could hear her ears, and she couldn't explain the break with Song Qinghui. She covered her ears and walked forward, "Okay, I know!"

Song Qinghui looked at Xue Fu who followed him. He showed comfort in his tone.

Song Qinghui was watching Xue Fu's brother -in -law.

Xue Fucang said helplessly: "The elder brother is heavy, Sister Ye ... she is good."

Having said that he lowered his head embarrassed, his ears were red, and he seemed to be shy.

Song Qinghui sighed in his heart. This younger brother was so bullied. In the future, he was afraid that he would suffer.

Although Xue Fu was shy, he looked at the leaves in front of him, and he followed him quickly. "The sister is not tired, do you need to rest?"

Leaf ear tilted his head, "Don't."

Xue Fu: "That sister is thirsty?"

Ye Sui: "Not thirsty."

Xue Fu: "Is my sister hungry?"

Ye Sui: "Don't be hungry."

Xue Fu seemed to have a brain to pour out, and he didn't think the leaves were cold, and he kept saying a mouth.

Ye Sui didn't want to ignore him at all, but Xue Fu suddenly said: "Sister, I want to talk to you."

Ye Sui's mind couldn't keep up with her mouth. She immediately raised her head to look at him, and asked enthusiastically, "Master, what do you want to say?"

No, this is not her wishes at all.

Xue Fu smiled, "I want to listen to my sister to praise me."

Ye Sui's eyes sparkled, and she said excitedly: "Master, do you smell it?"

Xue Fu thought for a while and said, "Is there any taste?"

She: "Yes, you have become sweet when you appear the air!"

Xue Fu's black eyes have starlight, "What else?"

Ye Sui: "Tudou can become potatoes, corn can become corn mud, do you know what mud can I become?"

Xue Fu glanced at her, "meat mud."

"No!" Ye Sui said, "I will become my love mud!"

Xue Fu reacted for a while before he reacted. He was so interesting that he couldn't help but reach out and grab her skirt corners. "I still want to hear."

Ye Sui sighed again, "Actually I am a very career."

Xue Fu's face was slightly paused, but then it became more brilliant. "Do you mean that you have a lot of people you like?"

Ye Sui nodded, "I actually like you yesterday, you today, you still plan to like you tomorrow!"

Xue Fu's expression was empty for a moment. After a moment, his eyebrows trembled, his eyes were light, and the smile on the corners of his lips was shallow. "I still have to listen."

Ye Sui said: "There are a lot of words in you, please take care of your mouth."

Xue Fu pursed his lips.

She said, "Because I can't help but want to kiss you!"

The corners of Xue Fu's lips raised up in a moment, the tip of the ears was reddish, and the eyes were rejoiced.

Song Qinghui has always followed the two body. He saw that Ye Sui was still impatient to Xue Fu, but now he talks with Xue Fu, and occasionally hear her boldly saying "like", "kiss you, kiss you

"One category.

Shi Ye is too bold. Shouldn't this kind of words say quietly without an outsider?

But looking at Master Xue again, the young man grabbed the girl's skirt corner, and his footsteps were brisk. The smile on his face was not as restrained and careful. Instead, he had a little more vitality and vitality he should have.

Song Qinghui couldn't help but think that, maybe Ye Sui and Xue Fu are actually very suitable. At least they get closer and closer, giving people a feeling of matching.

Is this the relationship between men and women?

Suddenly Song Qinghui's eyes appeared. A girl figure appeared.

How did she stick to him and how she wanted to ask him to be happy. Even if she went deep into the danger, she would choose to face it with him, and she was so courageous to stand in front of him to block the danger ...

, Constantly changing in his mind.

Song Qinghui held the chest, and the heart inside was pounding.

His face was hot.

Why does he think of Master Yun?
Chapter completed!