Song Yingyue paused, "This..."

"Please, Sister Song, I'm too shy." Tong Huanyou pleaded pitifully.

At this time, the two people on the side watched them silently without saying a word.

Yu Qingci crossed his arms across his chest and narrowed his eyes slightly, as if his eyes could no longer accommodate anything else except Tong Huanyou.

Song Yingyue hesitated and said, "But I didn't..."

"You have it, you have it! That skirt! Let's go change it!"

"Hey!"

Before Song Yingyue could reply, she was dragged towards her cabin by Tong Huanyou.

While waiting for Song Yingyue to change her clothes, Tong Huanyou rolled his eyes, found an excuse, and quietly slipped out of the room.

He walked quickly along the corridor towards the banquet venue, his eyes eagerly searching for Xie Zhili.

Just as he was about to wave, someone suddenly pulled him by the collar and he fell into a strong chest.

"Who are you going to look for, Youyou?" A familiar, clear voice sounded from above my head.

Tong Huanyou raised his eyes, his gaze wandering, and said with a chuckle: "Well, well, I have something to ask Brother Xie."

She had a flattering smile on her face, but she didn't dare look Yu Qingci in the eye.

Yu Qingci's eyes darkened instantly when he heard this, and he said coldly: "What do you want from him?"

His face was gloomy, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were cold.

As he said this, he glanced at Xie Zhili who was sitting upright not far away, and murderous intent surged in his heart.

Tong Huanyou didn't know how to explain for a moment: "Well... it's the most important event in his life."

Her eyes were evasive and her hands were fiddling with the corners of her clothes nervously.

"Heh." Yu Qingci sneered, his expression was frosty, and there was a hint of annoyance in his tone: "What does his lifelong event have to do with you?"

The finger bones have tightened and sunk into the palm, and veins on the back of the hand are bulging.

Just about to speak again.

But he was interrupted by Tong Huanyou's rapid fire.

"There is a rule in my hometown that only the eldest can get married after the youngest gets married."

"So I want to match him up with Sister Song. Only after they become a couple can you come to my house to propose marriage!"

Tong Huanyou lowered his head, not daring to look directly into Yu Qingci's eyes, and spoke nonsense.

The sound became smaller and smaller, and I felt uneasy.

After listening to this, Yu Qingci was stunned for a moment.

For... me?

Tong Huanyou noticed that Yu Qingci behind him had crashed again, so he patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

She was already familiar with Yu Qingci's personality. He looked fierce and bad, but in fact, he would easily break down if she said a few nice words or some corny words.

Commonly known as high attack, low defense.

"Then I'll go first." Tong Huanyou said secretly, and took a few steps forward cautiously.

Then, still feeling a little uneasy, she came back, stood on tiptoes and quickly gave Yu Qingci a kiss on the cheek.

Comforting words: "It's you I like, don't be jealous."

After saying that, she lifted her skirt and trotted forward.

After all, she was in a real hurry and was afraid that Yu Qingci would suddenly cause trouble, otherwise all her efforts would be wasted.

After hearing what Tong Huanyou said, Yu Qingci's eyes were filled with disbelief and surprise, his lips trembled slightly, and he stood there in a daze.

The haze dissipated, and it seemed as if the whole world was left with only Tong Huanyou's words of love.

His eyes and brows, which were usually stern, now looked like the surface of a lake swept by the spring breeze, rippling with endless tenderness and joy.

The corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably, higher and higher, until he finally grinned widely, revealing his white teeth.

It felt like countless fireworks were blooming in my heart at the same time.

She said...she likes...me!

……

Tong Huanyou held up her skirt and before she even reached her seat, she called out, "Thank you, big brother."

Xie Zhili looked back upon hearing the voice and asked doubtfully: "Huanyou? Aren't you looking for Yingyue to exchange..."

Before he could finish his words, Tong Huanyou sat down next to him and interrupted:

"Brother Xie, let me ask you, you like Sister Song very much, right?"

His eyes were anxious as he stared at Xie Zhili.

Xie Zhili was caught off guard by this question, and his face flushed: "Why...why do you ask this suddenly?"

Tong Huanyou didn't waste time talking to him, and said seriously: "I prepared this banquet for you, so that you can express your feelings to Sister Song."

"You...what are you talking about?" Xie Zhili spoke incoherently.

"Brother Xie, listen to me. If you let things take their own course, aren't you afraid that Sister Song will be snatched away by someone else in the future?"

Tong Huanyou began to brainwash with a serious expression and rapid speech speed.

Xie Zhili's eyes were wandering nervously, he gasped unconsciously, and was about to speak.

He was interrupted again by Tong Huanyou.

"First of all, it is very important for a girl to clearly tell her your feelings. Whether she refuses or accepts, the moment you make it clear, she will no longer second guess herself."

"If you can firmly tell her that you like her very much, and she happens to like you too, your relationship will be more solid."

"If she doesn't like you, you can also clearly know the direction of your relationship, instead of the two of you blurting out the ending."

Xie Zhili was stunned by Tong Huanyou's lecture and nodded woodenly.

"Okay! That's right. Later, when Sister Song comes out after changing her clothes and the others are singing and dancing, I will put down my glass twice as a signal. Then you go and invite Sister Song to dance."

Tong Huanyou instructed carefully, his face full of anticipation.

"I can't dance..." Xie Zhili scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

Tong Huan's leisurely words choked.

He slapped his forehead, and suddenly an idea came to him, and he said anxiously: "You... should be able to dance with swords together."

Xie Zhili nodded: "Yes, Yingyue and I have always practiced sword together."

"That's fine~ It's settled~ Don't be afraid~ Sister Song likes you."

After saying this, she patted his shoulder generously.

Xie Zhili didn't react immediately and leaned forward when he was tapped.

Then Tong Huanyou was seen lifting her skirt and trotting away from the banquet.

"I didn't expect... this girl has such a strong hand." Xie Zhili smiled helplessly and shook his head slightly.

When passing by Yu Qingci who was still standing in the corridor with a silly smile.

Tong Huanyou rubbed the ends of his eyebrows, thought for a second, and suddenly jumped in front of him.

"Yu Qingci!"

This brought him back to his senses. The smile on his lips spread wider and he replied gently, "What's wrong? Youyou."

"Don't be idle, come and help me."

After saying that, Tong Huanyou took Yu Qingci's hand and led him to Song Yingyue's cabin.

Yu Qingci let her pull him, his eyes fixed on her back.

Her hair swayed slightly with her steps, and his gaze gradually moved upwards, fixing on the camellia above her head.

The camellia swayed gently in her hair, as if it had life.

Yu Qingci looked in a trance, as if everything around him no longer existed.

The image of Tong Huanyou in her eyes overlapped with the image of her pulling him to the market under the pear tree that day.

"Wait a minute, when you see Sister Song come out, you can praise her as much as you can, okay?" Tong Huanyou said without turning his head.

"it is good."

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