The white moonlight gl

October fifteenth.

Feng Qingshui belatedly thought that she would soon be engaged.

Her peach-colored lips pursed slightly, and Feng Qingshui, who was standing alone on the balcony of the bedroom looking up at the night sky, felt so clearly for the first time that the heart in her body was beating very fast, like a thud-thump-thump To pop out.

Feng Qingshui, who had always been heartless, didn't know what this emotion represented, but she always said what she said and was fearless, so she was silent for more than half an hour, and Feng Qing, who was blown cold by the cold wind, Shui, stomped back indoors, picked up the mobile phone on the bedside to send a message to Feng Qingye.

[Feng Ritian]: Let me tell you a very unfortunate thing, you have to be prepared, if there is a stool by your side, sit down. [Light a cigarette][Light a cigarette][Light a cigarette][Light a cigarette]

[Phoenix Zhandi]:?

[Feng Ritian]: I'm getting engaged, October NO.15, congratulations, Feng Qingye, you're about to bleed, how are you doing, isn't your heart hurting?

It's impossible for her to pay for the engagement banquet, and it's impossible for her to spend money. As for Mo Rantong, to be honest, Feng Qingshui really doesn't like that guy's financial resources.

After 1 minute, there was no reply.

After 3 minute, there was no reply.

Just when Feng Qingshui thought that Feng Qingye was disconnected from the internet, her cell phone rang.

Interestingly raised her eyebrows, Feng Qingshui put the phone back on the bed, turned on the external voice, and sat by the side of the bed to listen leisurely, Feng Qingye's volume was involuntarily enlarged because of the extreme shock, um, It sounded like a male duck voice: "I'm fucking, I'm drinking tea with my grandpa in this house, and I spit it out all of a sudden, okay?!...Feng, Qing, Shui!... Damn it's not April Fool's day, what are you doing? Why are you trying to scare me with this kind of joke?!"

"What's on your mind?!"

Well, Feng Qingye called her name directly, it seems really embarrassing, but grandpa?

"You ran outside?"

If you dare to talk to her like this, grandpa must not be there.

There was a smile in her peach blossom eyes. Compared with Feng Qingye's panic, Feng Qingshui was very leisurely: "I don't have any intentions, don't I just want you to pay for my engagement banquet?...My dear brother , this time for the sake of grandpa, I don't care about you scolding me and disrespecting me!... Now I will give you a chance to sort out your mood and reorganize your language, ten, nine, eight... three, two, one , okay, you can speak now, what do you want to say?"

Feng Qingye: "..."

Feng Qingshui: "Speak, brother?"

In the Feng family's main house, beside the rockery in the courtyard, Fengqing Yejun blushed, and he swallowed the phrase, whoever scolded you or disrespected you, into his throat.

Chest rose and fell violently, Feng Qing panted and breathed a few times at night, and finally only used three words to express the turmoil in her heart: "Damn you."

Before Feng Qingshui could react, he quickly changed the subject: "Are you kidding me? Are you really going to get engaged? With whom? Why didn't I hear about it from Grandpa?"

"Well."

Forget it silently, how much would it cost to hold a grand engagement banquet, Feng Qingshui decided to open Fengqing Yewang tonight.

Therefore, casually brushing the bright red hair hanging down on her chest, Feng Qingshui replied confidently: "Of course the grandfather I decided on the spur of the moment doesn't know. As for who the betrothed is, you also know it, Mo Ran."

Feng Qingye: "Little Mo?!"

It has to be said that Feng Qingye is still very similar to Feng Qingshui in terms of feelings, they both lack strings and tendons.

Until now, he hadn't realized that Mo Rantong liked Feng Qingshui.

"Ah, that's her."

Not at all embarrassed, Feng Qingshui immediately said: "Since my dear brother happens to be in this house now, please help me to tell my grandpa about this matter, let them prepare mentally in advance, I will Go back to the house in the afternoon, I don't want to waste my saliva and explain it again."

Feng Qingye: "..."

"That's it. It's late. I'm going to bed. Bye, brother."

Feng Qingye: "..."

Don't bring such a pit brother!

Needless to say, Feng Qingye knew that his grandfather would definitely be irritable when he heard the news, but, no matter what, his grandfather would know sooner or later.

Now that he said that Grandpa's temper is not aimed at him, if he doesn't say...

Feng Qingye shuddered, scolded Mo Rantong in her heart for abducting his sister, and went to find Grandpa Feng with a guilty conscience.

Sure enough, when Grandpa Feng heard that Feng Qingshui was going to get engaged, and it would be next month's No. 15, he was shocked and then furious.

He yelled to ask Feng Qingye to quickly hand over Mo Rantong's information to him in detail, and said that Feng Qingshui's wings are really hard now, and he dared to make a decision on such a big matter as engagement, but in Feng Qing When Ye asked if he wanted to call Feng Qingshui now and tell her to come over to the house quickly, Grandpa Feng blew his beard and stared at Feng Qingye again, saying that his grandson must be very tired so late, and that he As a brother, he doesn't consider his sister at all.

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

However, it was an order to have people investigate Mo Rantong's life.

He is not slow down.

So, that night, the phone kept ringing in the house, and Feng Qing was as busy as a spinning top, eager to break it into three parts.

But this night, Feng Qingshui slept soundly. When she woke up at dawn, she checked her phone and found that Feng Qingye had sent her a WeChat message at one o'clock in the morning, saying that she was asking her to When I went to the house in the afternoon, I brought Mo Rantong with me, so I could see my parents.

Feng Qingshui: "..."

No, no, is it so formal?

Feng Qingshui, who doesn't have the string of love and love, and is very secondary, can't understand the importance others place on engagement and marriage.

After all, in her opinion, you can go back on your engagement if you are engaged, and you can get a divorce after you get married. This kind of thing is not unique, and it must only happen once in a lifetime.

no big deal.

Putting her finger on the dialog box, Feng Qingshui wanted to refuse, saying that she could just go to the house by herself, but for some reason, thinking of Mo Rantong's aggrieved appearance last night, Feng Qingshui's heart softened .

"Tsk."

With a soft click, Feng Qingshui put down the phone, thinking, let that little girl Mo Rantong be happy once, and take it as compensation for her.

Breakfast was made by Mo Rantong as usual.

After Mo Rantong moved into this villa, Feng Qingshui quit, the part-time cook and the cleaner stayed.

After all, although she has some evil tastes and wants to tease and punish the protagonist in the plot to calm down her depression, she doesn't want to exhaust Mo Rantong.

Sometimes, just right is the most fun.

...

Today, Mo Rantong seems to be in a very good mood, even the simple breakfast has been made into several tricks by her.

Feng Qingshui bit off the ears and head of the little rabbit Hanamaki in one bite, which can be said to be the thoroughness of a straight girl, and Mo Rantong's efforts were wasted.

The corners of his mouth twitched undetectably, Mo Rantong looked at the bunny roll in his hand, sighed, and ate the bunny's head in one bite.

After breakfast, Feng Qingshui saw that Mo Rantong was wearing a suit, standing solemnly at the door waiting for her, paused, and said, "You don't have to go to the company today."

Mo Rantong was taken aback: "What's wrong?"

"In the afternoon, you go to the main house of Feng's family with me, so it should be regarded as meeting the parents?"

She didn't quite agree with her own words, but Feng Qingshui saw that Mo Rantong's expression was dull, and she looked stupid.

My heart was still strangely pleased by it.

"What's the matter, are you overwhelmed with joy?"

Curling the corner of her mouth, she meaningfully swept Mo Rantong up and down. In the hall, Feng Qing Shui Tingting was standing there, looking like a fallen fairy: "Remember to behave well in the afternoon, I won't help you. "

Ink dyed: "!"

"Qingqing." Mo Rantong was finally sure that Qingqing was not joking or teasing her, her pretty face was flushed, she walked quickly to Feng Qingshui, her dark eyes were amazingly bright: "Qingqing , Qingqing, Qingqing..."

Repeating these two words, Feng Qingshui turned her head away in disgust, but the corners of her mouth were still curled up.

Even she herself didn't realize that at this moment, her eyes seemed to be filled with starlight, dazzling and mysterious.

"Qingqing, I thought, thought..."

The huge surprise made Mo Rantong speechless. She clenched her fists tightly, and her nails left deep crescent moon marks on her palms.

I want to hug Qingqing tightly, but I am afraid that Qingqing will not like it.

Soon, soon, Mo Rantong told himself in his heart.

She waited for so many years, didn't she just want to own this person openly, be with this person, and stand by this person's side to accompany her for the rest of her life?

There is still more than a month, she can afford to wait.

"Tsk, don't take it for granted, let's go, I'll take you to do styling, and try to make you look good, half of my face."

Very confident about her appearance, Feng Qingshui turned her head, nodded Mo Rantong's forehead, and walked out of the gate first.

Mo Rantong: "Qingqing."

Mo Rantong is naturally beautiful, although he is not as good as Feng Qingshui, but he is also much prettier than others.

Therefore, after some dressing up by the stylist, Mo Rantong's makeup and costumes are amazing enough.

However, Feng Qingshui couldn't tell whether it was amazing or not. She looked at Mo Rantong with her eyes as usual, until she found that Han Wei was always looking at Mo Rantong when she was in the car on the return journey, so she asked, "It looks good?"

Han Wei was taken aback, glanced at Feng Qingshui from the rearview mirror, and nodded.

Isn't that right, the little girl who has been dressing herself in a mature and serious way suddenly has her hair up, put on makeup, and put on fashionable and colorful clothes, earrings, necklaces and other jewelry. big.

"Is it?"

Looking thoughtfully at the shy Mo Rantong, Feng Qingshui rested her chin on one hand, picked up her phone and checked the time, it was past twelve o'clock.

It seems that these few hours were not in vain.

"Go find a restaurant nearby, and go directly to the house after eating."

Han Wei: "Okay, miss."

Feng Qingshui already had some guesses about the battle in the house in the afternoon, but she would not remind Mo Rantong.

If you want to get engaged to her, you must show enough courage and courage.

The point of this sentence is that you must never lose her face.