My host is lazy again

Chapter 442 This little fairy is too soft and cute 72
The Screen Music Workshop, which had just opened for a few days, was closed again.

In order to prepare for the young lady's wedding, everyone in the workshop was busy. The girls stepped up their dance practice and planned to perform on the big day, while Song Xuan personally sewed the wedding dress for her daughter.

The cold winter has passed, and for the next period of time, the daily weather will be considered bright.

When Qi Yuan, who had nothing to do, found Miss Song, she was sitting in the courtyard, staring at the bare peach tree that hadn't sprouted yet.

She walked over to sit down and poured herself a cup of tea.

Hearing the sound, the girl turned to look at her, her beautiful eyes were slightly curved, and her soft face had a sickly beauty, "Qiyuan, are you looking for me?"

The temperature gradually warmed up, but she was still wrapped in a thick cloak.

Qi Yuan put down the teacup, and asked her warmly: "Are you feeling better today?"

"Well, much better."

"I just saw the son came again, do you want to see him?"

According to the custom, the bride and groom cannot meet each other seven days before the wedding, otherwise it will be unlucky.But since the marriage proposal, Huai'an Shizi has to find time to come to Ping Lefang every day, and then he is stopped in the front hall by Song Fangzhu for this reason.

Now, there are three days until the wedding.

After hearing the news, Luo Jian's eyes brightened slightly.

She raised her head and looked around, and after confirming that there was no one around, she approached her and asked in a low voice, "What is my mother doing?"

These days, her mother has been asking Qiqi to guard her and not let her go out. People who don't know think she is unwilling to marry, so they are watched to prevent her from escaping marriage.

Qi Yuan understood, and told her with a smile: "Master Song is currently in his room, embroidering a wedding dress for the girl."

"Thank you~"

……

With the help of Qi Yuan, Luo Jian and Ye Rongfan made an appointment to meet on the river bank at the back door of Ping Le Fang.

It's just that after she sneaked out, she didn't see half a figure at the agreed place.She stood on the blue brick road, turned around suspiciously, and then began to call out softly.

"Ye Rongfan?"

"Ye Rongfan, are you there?"

"If you're not here, I'll be back."

Called several times, but still no one came.

Luo Jian puffed up her fair cheeks, wondering if he had missed the appointment, and then heard a sound of water splashing, as if something was splashing on the water.

She turned her head to look at the river bank beside her.

After a small boat crossed the stone bridge not far away, the bow of the boat was revealed, and after that, he saw the young man in Xuanyi holding a slender bamboo pole.Standing at the bow of the boat, he was tall and handsome, looking dignified and handsome as if he had stepped out of a painting, and his reflection in the water fainted softly after being drawn by a bamboo pole.

Seeing this, Luo Jian went to the river and knelt down, her pink dress was spread out on the ground like blooming flowers, some light pink rouge was smeared on both cheeks, and her lips were slightly red.

She waited for his boat to come in front of her with a smile, her face was like a peach blossom, and her starry eyes were shining brightly.

The boat stopped leisurely.

Ye Rongfan put the bamboo pole on the boat, then raised his head, Mo Chen's eyes fell on her, "Sorry, I'm late."

"It's okay, I just came too."

He stretched out his hand to the girl on the bank below, with a low and sexy voice, "Yao'er, come down."

The distance from the shore to the water was not very high. He stood up with his head level with the shore.

Looking at his slender hands raised, Luo Jian blinked.

Across the square stones blocking the shore, she grabbed the hem of her skirt and moved aside, then reached out and placed her hand on his palm.

Ye Rongfan raised his mouth slightly, took her hand and gently pulled her towards his shoulder with his other hand, embracing her.

The boat sank a little.

Then slowly float up again.

He stood firmly on the boat, and carried her down in the posture of holding a child.

Holding her waist, he frowned slightly, "Why are you so light again?"

Luo Jian smiled and didn't answer the topic.

She looked up, and found that after she got down, she looked up at the shore, and both sides of the shore were a little high.She asked curiously, "Where are we going?"

"Swim along and take a look."

"Oh."

Ye Rongfan took her into the boat tent, told her to sit down obediently, and then went out to pick up the bamboo pole and row the boat.

The boat wobbled forward.

Luojian grabbed the edge of the canopy, stuck her head out and looked outside.

The wind gushed into her throat, causing her to cough twice.The person who was rowing turned around, she gave a soft smile, and then waved his hand to let him concentrate.

After the boat traveled for a while, dots of red came into view.

As I got closer, I realized that it was a red plum that someone on the bank had planted in their backyard by the river.

Now this season is when the plum blossoms are in full bloom. The red plum blossoms on both sides are in full bloom, and the clusters are blooming brightly, but they are gorgeous and not vulgar.There are a few white plums mixed in, like exquisite jade embellished in the red silk, making this gorgeous yet pure.

The red and white plum blossom petals floating on the river are pushed aside by the boat, and a water road can be seen faintly on the river.

Ye Rongfan entered the canopy of the boat and let the boat go down slowly with the current.

Looking at the beautiful scenery, the girl wowed and poked her head out excitedly.

Taking off the petals that fell on her head, he chuckled lightly, "Like it?"

She nodded, and said crisply: "I like it."

Ye Rongfan hooked her hand and brought her over, then leaned over and kissed the corner of her lips, his eyes were deep and shining, "I like it too."

After being kissed, Luo Jian pursed her lips.

She covered her lips and looked at him, and said softly, "I put on rouge, don't rub it off."

"Okay." Ye Rongfan hugged her, and said in a leisurely tone, "I owe it first, and I will make it up after we get married."

"..."

She covered her mouth and didn't make a sound, just blinked her black and white eyes and looked at him.

After watching for a while, she leaned over to lean on his shoulder, then raised her hand to gently pinch his delicate white chin and turned his head away, her tone was soft, as if she was shy, "Look at the flowers, don't look at me. "

Ye Rongfan raised his lips.

The two took a boat and admired the flowers along the river for a long time.

After landing on the shore, the girl stood by the river and quietly watched Huai'an Shizi who bent over to fix the boat, her beautiful eyes contained a faint depression.

When he turned around, she blinked her eyes and narrowed her eyes, then smiled and opened her hands towards him, tilting her head slightly.

"Huh?" Ye Rongfan didn't react.

Then she heard her purse her lips, pointing out: "I can't walk anymore, you can carry me on your back."

Faced with her sudden acting like a baby, Ye Rongfan's heart moved slightly.

Holding her slender hand, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay."

On the blue brick and stone road, the man walked forward step by step with his favorite girl on his back, walking steadily.The girl rested her head on his shoulder, her feet shaking restlessly.

Occasionally, a woman in wavy clothes passed by, and she couldn't help casting envious eyes.

After returning to the back door of Ping Le Fang, Ye Rongfan put him down.

After landing on the ground and standing firmly, Luo Jian turned her eyes slightly, and waved to him with a smile, "Ye Rongfan, bow your head."

(End of this chapter)