Gao Yuanshang walked in front of her, and Song Anle took a step back with a clear restrained mentality. Gao Yuanshang had no intention of teasing her, but seeing her cautious and fearful behavior, he felt a playful impulse.

"What? Are you really afraid that I will eat you?" Gao Yuanshang approached Song Anle two steps closer to Song Anle with a playful look, because he noticed that the retreat behind Song Anle was not spacious.

Song Anle instinctively stepped back, but unexpectedly, she was squeezed against a beam and pillar just one step away. With a wall on the side, she could barely squeeze over on the other side, but if she really squeezed over, she would seem even more guilty, so she chose to stand there. Although she was a little closer to Gao Yuanshang, she lowered her eyes to avoid looking directly at him.

"It's not too late to consider coming to eat when you have a big appetite." Song Anle lowered her eyes. Because she was nervous, she didn't pay much attention to Gao Yuanshang's words, so she seemed to respond casually.

Gao Yuanshang smiled evilly. He knew Song Anle's words meant, but he still said playfully: "Are you worried that I can't eat you, or are you worried that I can't conquer you?"

"You're thinking too much, I'm not worried about you." Song Anle was a little confused by Gao Yuanshang, mainly because of her inner tension, which prompted her to have no mind to think about his words.

Gao Yuanshang heard Song Anle's straightforward expression and felt an inexplicable depression. Perhaps it was his arrogant nature that prompted him to always think that he should be the rain and dew on everyone's heart, at least he thought he was the object of his opinion, but Song Anle was the first to abandon him.

Seeing that he was a little dazed, Song Anle took the opportunity to move herself out of the narrow gap, but the space was limited and she still touched Gao Yuanshang. She just pursed her lips awkwardly, and then panicked and wanted to leave.

Song Anle's foot had not yet touched the steps, but was suddenly pulled back by Gao Yuanshang. Because she was not prepared at all, and Gao Yuanshang was too strong, her body was completely out of control.

In fact, Gao Yuanshang was not determined to use such a lot of strength, but the lowness in his heart covered his rationality. Seeing that Song Anle was unsteadily in his hands, he could only force her into his arms, but there was a step next to him. In order to avoid falling, he held her waist and turned around beautifully.

But at the moment when they both turned around, his body leaned forward, and Song Anle's body finally retracted its body after rotating greatly. At the moment of ambiguousness, at the moment when they stood firm, their hot lips pressed tightly against each other.

Song Anle felt a black paint in front of her eyes. She wanted to find a ray of light, but her lips were different from each other's temperature. She half-squinted her beautiful eyes and suppressed her trembling lips, but she also held it with her nervous breath.

Although Gao Yuanshang's reaction was a little more sensitive, he had not left for a long time. The hot lips that felt completely different, Song Xiaojing asked her to come here to see if Song Anle was fine, but she didn't want to see the scene of them kissing when she entered the door.

Song Xiaojing didn't have a half-open mouth, and she looked stunned. Gao Yuanshang didn't leave until he felt Song Anle's trembling. After Song Anle left, he pushed him away in panic.

The ambiguous passionate kiss really brought each other into embarrassment. Both of them were silent here. Due to the complexity of their hearts, both of them brewed their own messy feelings.

Song Xiaojing happened to help them relieve their embarrassment, so she called out "Anle."

Song Anle was obviously frightened by the sudden shouting in her nervous thoughts, but she was concealed very well. While she went up to her, she catered to "Xiao Jing."

"I heard that your hand is burned, is it serious?" Song Xiaojing nervously checked Song Anle's jade hand, without showing any abnormality towards the scene just now.

Song Anle shook her head, and still had an unnatural smile on her face and said, "It's okay, I've already taken the medicine."

"Why are you so careless?" Although Song Xiaojing's words were a bit blameful, her face was full of care.

Song Anle finally put the smile on her face and eased it into a relieved smile and said, "It's okay, don't worry."

Song Xiaojing nodded. It was obviously in Gao Yuanshang's place. It would be a bit impolite if she just ignored him like this. So she said again: "It should be Mr. Gao's help, right?"

Song Anle's face suddenly turned red because of the scene just now. She lowered her face and nodded slightly.

Song Xiaojing could naturally see that Song Anle was shy, so she stepped forward and said, "Young Master Gao is really a miraculous doctor who descended to the earth. Not only can he pull Uncle Xiangzi back from the gate of hell, but he can also help Anle to treat the scalds. He is really a living immortal descending to the earth. The little girl uses this to thank Uncle Xiangzi and Anle for her."

Song Xiaojing owed slightly, but Gao Yuanshang just glanced at her suddenly. Although Song Anle was just a back, he also looked at her, and then turned around and entered the room.

Song Xiaojing had kind words, but she was only ignored by Gao Yuanshang coldly. She was naturally unbalanced. Before she could recover from her unhappiness, Song Anle said in a panic: "Oh no, Uncle Xiangzi's medicine is gone."

Song Xiaojing then remembered another thing she had come to. She quickly said, "Don't worry about Anle, I have sent someone to make a new deal for Uncle Xiangzi."

"Oh, that's good." Song Anle was determined to be back in place as if her heart was fixed.

Song Anle seemed to be a little lost, and Song Xiaojing seemed to be unable to stay here, so she said, "Why don't we go over and take a look?"

"Okay." Song Anle finally found a temporary separation with her messy thoughts.

After Song Anle and Song Xiaojing left, Gao Yuanshang walked out of the house again and looked at their leaving figures. He stood there for a long time, with his deep eyes becoming empty from thoughtfulness, from empty to thoughtfulness. In this changing expression, he carries endless feelings.

Qing'er didn't see Gao Yuanshang for a few days, and she didn't want to come to the Song Mansion, so she sent someone to invite Gao Yuanshang to visit Bai Mansion. Coincidentally, the servant who came to inform him happened to be met by Song Cheng. When Song Cheng did not investigate Gao Yuanshang's identity clearly, he found that the identity of his so-called friend was also unknown, which made him even more suspicious of Gao Yuanshang.

Qing'er was in the garden of Bai Mansion, facing a green pine and cypress. Even under the bright sunshine, she was still in a low mood and sat in a daze.

At this time, a little maid hurriedly ran over and shouted: "Miss...Miss..."

Qing'er's disturbed thoughts were instantly thrown away. While she looked at the person coming, she also stood up excitedly to meet him and asked excitedly: "What's wrong, is Brother Yuan Shang coming?"

"Yes...yes..." The little maid was a little embarrassed, but maybe it was too hurrying and difficult to breathe. But before she could get into trouble, Song Cheng walked from the direction of the door, wearing a rare white dress.

"Brother Cheng." Qing'er said in a surprise tone, but she still greeted her inexplicably, feeling a little disappointed.

"Love." Song Cheng also came up.

"Brother Cheng, why are you here?" Qing'er asked naked-naked questions.

Song Cheng smiled helplessly. Even though he knew that the person he was waiting for was not him, he still said deliberately: "Why, Brother Cheng can no longer come to Qing'er's Bai Mansion?"

"I don't mean that, I am..." Qing'er explained anxiously, but couldn't find a suitable word for a while. She just didn't wait for Gao Yuanshang, but instead waited for Song Cheng. The two were completely different expectations for her.

Song Cheng was originally unintentional, and when he saw Qing'er was embarrassed, he said, "Okay, I'm just teasing you."

Qing'er smiled, but her smile was not as bright and lovely as before.

Song Cheng observed Qing'er's every frown and smile in his eyes, but he didn't plan to pay attention to it. Instead, he said half-jokingly: "After I am a guest, Qing'er doesn't invite me to sit there?"

"Oh;" Qing'er said a little slow: "Then go to the house."

"No, the sun is pretty good today, let's take a walk in the yard."

Qing'er nodded and said, "Okay."

The two walked side by side to the garden. Although there was no charming scenery, they still walked for a long time, chatted and talked a little, and their words were very happy.

The two of them were silent for a moment. They thought they were looking at different scenery, but Song Cheng pondered for a long time before stopping and said seriously: "Qing'er, I have something to say to you."

Although Qing'er glanced at Song Cheng ignorantly, the face on her face seemed a little thoughtful. I don't know when she started, she was no longer just a carefree family affection between brothers and sisters, but was afraid of getting along with him alone.

Perhaps because he learned about Song Cheng’s affection for him, Qing'er also invisibly set a certain dividing line for their contact with each other. After all, this is the most basic consciousness of ordinary people.

Qing'er suppressed her impetuous thoughts and said lightly: "Go over there first."

Song Cheng nodded. Although love is very natural, it is as heartless as before. This situation is far from the same. But perhaps, if one puts something into his heart, consciousness and senses, he will uncontrollably match the intuition and the things in his heart, because everyone has his own instinct.

The two of them sat down at the stone table not far away, probably because they were setting up to enjoy the scenery. The location of this stone table is in the best middle of the park, and there is also an exquisite pavilion next to it, which reserves different locations for different seasons.

After Song Cheng and Qing'er sat down, no one spoke for a long time. Qing'er was waiting. She rarely saw Song Cheng as serious as she was, so she wondered whether Song Cheng was coming to express her feelings or something close to this. But she began to worry again. There seemed to be no too many things between them, but there was always a kind of unbreakable origin. Although she could not find the source of these things, she always oppressed her consciousness and gradually emerged in her consciousness.
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