Gao Yuanshang held the dark longing in his heart and gave the tea cup to his mouth. After taking a sip, the tea fragrance was not only mellow, but also had an extra mellow taste, but it did not lose its fragrance. Gao Yuanshang suddenly felt a bit in love with this smell.

"It is worthy of being Lihua City, it is worthy of being Love City." Gao Yuanshang expressed his thoughts with emotion. Maybe he didn't want anyone to understand, but he only wanted one person to share.

Song Cheng secretly outlined the corner of his mouth. He was afraid that even Gao Yuanshang would be difficult to guess. Gao Yuanshang's expression just now seemed to be involuntarily. It was precisely because of this that he revealed his familiarity with Liancheng, including the former Lihua City.

"Young Master Gao seems to be very familiar with Lihua City?" Song Cheng was originally coming for Gao Yuan's unknown identity, so he was not afraid of being incisive, but he was happy.

Gao Yuanshang glanced at Song Cheng strangely. From Song Cheng's smile, although he could not see through his inner intention, his coldness and arrogance on the surface seemed to warn him something.

Song Cheng just said that Gao Yuanshang was not from the city lover, but now he said that Gao Yuanshang is familiar with Lihua, and his words are obviously incompatible, so he clearly wanted to make Gao Yuanshang's words or imply something. So Gao Yuanshang also said: "Young Master Song is not saying that Gao is familiar with Lihua City, why not say that he is familiar with Liancheng."

The two started a secret battle. Gao Yuanshang avoided Song Cheng's problem and threw it back. Song Cheng's avoidance of Gao Yuanshang further deepened his vigilance against him.

"At this time, Liancheng is not as good as Lihua City, what do you think Gao Gongzi?" Song Cheng looked at Gao Yuanshang with a meaningful look, like a powerful person who declared sovereignty.

Gao Yuanshang half-curled the corner of his mouth. He did not leave a trace of peeping for Song Cheng, but instead said easily: "The present and the past are not as good as the past, and it is understandable."

Song Cheng secretly admired Gao Yuanshang's calmness. Although he did not express his intention to ask, Gao Yuanshang would definitely be able to detect that his intention to ask was his identity, so Song Cheng was not in a hurry, so he said calmly: "It seems that Gao Young Master is also a nostalgic person."

Gao Yuanshang looked meaningless and outlined the corners of his mouth, and said, "Young Master Song has been too rewarded."

Gao Yuanshang had already prepared for Song Cheng's intention, but he couldn't guess how much information he had, so he could only adapt to the situation. In fact, he had no doubt about Song Cheng's identity, but he was too busy with too many things and had no time to investigate him.

The two of them were a little separated by a few seconds. Song Cheng was not afraid of going deeper to test, so he said calmly: "Please forgive Song for taking the liberty and dare to ask where Mr. Gao lives. Song is going to visit his sister."

Finally, as Gao Yuanshang thought, they had doubts about each other's identity since they first met. Song Cheng's words seemed to be asking politely, and in secret they were simply forcing Gao Yuanshang to tell where to live. If he lies, Song Cheng could find out, which also proved the suspiciousness of his identity, but if he avoided it, then he was also worthy of doubt.

Gao Yuanshang didn't want Song Cheng to ask so bluntly. He could only disappoint Song Cheng's uncontrollable nature, because he could not reveal his identity. He hoped that his identity would be presented naturally.

"Young Master Song is polite. Gao can't bear to mention it. I hope Mr. Song will forgive me." Gao Yuan was not anxious or impatient, and he was completely similar to his mentality of putting himself out of the matter.

"It seems that Mr. Gao is not only cautious about his identity, but also pays great attention to the rich and poor. However, Song is abrupt." Although Song Cheng did not get the result he wanted, he also got affirmation from it. He was sure that Gao Yuanshang had an extraordinary identity and vowed to find out him.

Gao Yuanshang knew that Song Cheng deliberately made the rich and poor together with his words, and probably wanted to get rid of the rich and poor family from it, but he didn't care about the theme of the rich and poor, so he just smiled indifferently and said, "Let Master Song laugh."

Song Cheng curled the corners of his mouth coldly, and he sneered without any concealment, as if he was officially declaring war on Gao Yuanshang.

The two of them chatted for a while through the night, but their emotions had already gone away. Some people expressed their thoughts through the ink color, some people brewed their thoughts through the moonlight, and some people released their emotions while the night was late. However, such a quiet and long night was destined to carry endless stories.

Before she could get out of the fright, Song Xiaojing kept Qing'er in her room. The two of them were nestled in the warm quilt and recalled the scenes of childhood together. Qing'er was immersed in the memories. She smiled with her reminiscence: "Xiaojing, do you still remember that we went to the border to deliver goods. At that time, because the journey was long, we had finished eating the dry food we brought. Later, Brother Cheng and Brother Zihan went to get us wild game. The wild game was so fragrant. Now I think about it, I am so greedy."

Qing'er swallowed like a little greedy cat, but Song Xiaojing had no sense of this, so she thought for a long time. When Qing'er saw her silent, she asked in confusion: "What's wrong, don't you remember?"

"Have you ever been there? I really don't remember it." Song Xiaojing looked at Qing'er with an ignorant look on her face. She tried to recall it, but she had no impression in her consciousness.

"You forgot, and later an uncle helped us. Later, I heard from Brother Cheng that the uncle and aunt were actually a distant relative of the Song family." Qing'er looked very serious. In her consciousness, she just thought that Song Xiaojing had forgotten.

Song Xiaojing moved upwards, and she leaned against the head of the bed. After thinking for a long time, she shook her head and said in distress: "Did you remember wrong? I remember that Brother Cheng took me to the farthest place, which was in Yicheng, and that time I followed him secretly. I was afraid when I remembered it."

Qing'er stood up and held her chin with one hand, and asked in surprise: "Why?"

"Don't mention it, it's because I'm naughty. Brother Cheng doesn't want to take me there. I followed me secretly and almost got cheated." Song Xiaojing remembered that experience. Although she was not afraid, she didn't scold her viciously without Song Cheng. She never dared to forget that time, because that time, Song Cheng was the most terrifying he she had ever seen.

"That's it;" Qing'er also stood up and leaned against her side, and said slowly: "No wonder Brother Cheng hates people lying to him the most, or not listening to him."

Qing'er grew up with Song Cheng since childhood, so she is more familiar with Song Cheng than Qing'er, but her details are the side she is most not good at.

"Aren't you disobedient enough, but Brother Cheng has always been partial to you." Song Xiaojing seemed to be complaining, and there was a slight sense of acting coquettish.

Although Qing'er knew that Song Xiaojing was interested in Song Cheng, sometimes she would pester Song Cheng because she was playful for a while, so she ignored Song Xiaojing's feelings. But she also admitted that Song Cheng was indeed quite biased towards her.

In order to avoid Song Xiaojing's misunderstanding, Qing'er smiled foolishly and said, "That's because I'm young, Brother Cheng should of course take care of me."

"Yes~ Our love is still young, and even the young ones can get married." Song Xiaojing deliberately pulled the timbre and also deliberately said slowly.

"Xiao Jing~" Qing'er hid her face aside in a delicate manner.

Seeing that Qing'er's face was flushed, Song Xiaojing joked again: "Why, I'm still shy? It's not like you have a very enthusiastic conversation with Mr. Gao. Is it because they also think about you?"

"Where do I have it?" Qing'er frowned in shame and annoyance.

"I said no, my cheeks are better than peony." Song Xiaojing shook her head with a smile.

Qing'er covered her hot cheeks, perhaps feeling the different warmth on her face, and she said arrogantly: "You are talking nonsense, I ignore you."

Qing'er retracted back into the quilt, and was embarrassed to let Song Xiaojing see her blushing cheeks. Song Xiaojing smiled, and she moved into the quilt, saying meaninglessly: "If you like it, you like it, why are you embarrassed to admit it?"

"You hate it, people say nothing." Qing'er pushed Song Xiaojing in shame and annoyed, and pulled the quilt and shrank her head in the quilt.

Seeing that the love affair was intriguing, Song Xiaojing joked even more vigorously: "I still say no, I still say no."

Song Xiaojing quickly spread her hands under Qing'er's armpits. Qing'er giggled when she was raided, but she didn't dare to surrender. She also began to fight back, taking advantage of the tricks to spare Song Xiaojing's waist. There was a burst of pleasant laughter in the room. The thick quilt, after they were tossed, hung on the ground.

The two of them seemed to be back when they were young, but they kept grabbing me, and I spared you, laughing and panting. Song Xiaojing was finally defeated. She raised her hand and said, "Okay, okay, I'll be fussed, I'll just turn to you."

Qing'er then stopped because she has been weird since she was a child, so she naturally gained the upper hand when she was fighting like this, so she said proudly: "This is almost the same."

Both of them returned to the bed and pulled up the quilt that was mopping the floor. After eased their breath, Qing'er said leisurely again: "Actually, I don't know what Brother Yuan Shang's attitude towards me, but I seem to really like him."

Qing'er looked at Song Xiaojing with some disconfidence. Although it was only a brief encounter, since her first encounter, she deeply imprinted Gao Yuanshang's handsome face in her mind. However, it was because of the short acquaintance that she did not dare to easily determine Gao Yuanshang's intentions for her.

Song Xiaojing didn't expect that Qing'er would really express her feelings so bluntly. From Qing'er's lack of confidence or uncertainty, it is not difficult to see that she is really troubled by emotions.
Chapter completed!