Kuai Chuan, fall in love with a fairy

Chapter 560 Overwhelming the Prime Minister's Sick Beauty (50)

Rong Yan had no objection, and He You nodded casually.

"Let's play a song then."

Yun Ling responded with a smile.

The owner of the room chose the room himself. The location is very good. You can see the lively streets and alleys by the window. There are tea and snacks on the table.

He didn't touch the tea again.

Seeing this, Yunling smiled and poured tea for He You: "My lord, you can taste this tea, it tastes very good."

He nodded lightly again, but still had no intention of drinking.

She really doesn't like tea.

Yun Ling lowered his eyes.

It's the first time I've seen a benefactor here who is as serious as the one in front of me.

He was used to being humble, and he didn't feel embarrassed, and served him tenderly.

Yun Ling glanced at Rong Yan, and was a little dwarfed by this person's appearance.

He pursed the corner of his mouth, not as courteous as he was to He You, and also took the teapot.

"This young man should try it too."

The plain white fingertips touched the wall of the rosewood pot, and gently blocked it.

Rong Yan's eyebrows were light, but her voice was a little cold.

"Need not."

Yun Ling was stunned for a moment, and put down the teapot with some embarrassment.

He lowered his eyebrows, rolled up his sleeves, and looked meek.

"What song do you want to hear, son?"

He didn't understand this, so he looked at Rong Yan.

"Choose one?"

Rong Yan glanced at Yunling lightly, then looked away.

He casually said the title of a song.

Yun Ling was slightly taken aback.

This is the first time that such a difficult and unpopular song appears here.

He raised his eyebrows again: "No?"

Yunling smiled: "It's just that Yunling is not good at learning, so I'm afraid it will spoil the ears of the two of you."

Even though he said so, he still stroked the fuqin.

He didn't know how to play the qin, so he just looked at the bustling street outside amidst the sound of the qin.

The temperature was a bit cool at night, Rong Yan put on a coat when he came out.

The flickering light was reflected on the young man's clear eyebrows, and the light in his eyes flickered lightly.

He frowned again.

It's so beautiful.

As if sensing her gaze, Rong Yan turned his head slightly to look over.

His brows are pure and clear, which is the calmest color in this noisy night.

"what happened?"

He shook his head again: "Nothing."

She glanced outside: "Although it's a bit messy here, it's very popular."

He rolled his eyes again: "It's good to sit here."

What is chaotic is not the place, but the people's hearts.

Rong Yan lowered her eyes slightly: "Do you like this place very much?"

He glanced at him again: "Do you think so?"

Does she look like someone who hangs around Fireworks Willow Lane? .

He felt that there was nothing wrong with him.

Tsk tsk, it's time for Rong Yan to reflect on herself.

Rong Yan pursed her lips and looked up at her.

His voice was very soft: "Isn't it?"

He clearly, has seen.

He pouted again: "If Master Rong thinks otherwise, I can't help it."

Rong Yan lowered his brows and bit his lips in annoyance.

He shouldn't have said that.

He looked casual again: "But I don't like this place."

She raised her eyebrows: "I am not a person who is greedy for beauty, so I have no luck to enjoy these things."

He sighed slowly again: "It seems that Master Rong has misunderstood me a lot? No wonder Master Rong doesn't want to see me."

Rong Yan pursed his lips, his lips moved, and in the end he only said two short words.

"No."

I don't know if it's an answer to "misunderstanding", or a denial of "don't want to see", or maybe both.

The words are clear and shallow, without confidence.

The young man lowered his eyes in bewilderment and bewilderment.

He clenched the hem of his clothes slightly with his fingertips, and he didn't know how to explain it.

(End of this chapter)