Pick up a prince, eat it and wipe it up

"The young master is also here to participate in this grand event?"

The young man in white hurriedly opened his mouth, fearing that this sentence would be preempted by others.

Worry-free hummed.

Xu Shi Wuyou's answer was too perfunctory, the young man in white frowned into a wrinkle, but then he calmed down again: "The Peony Festival is almost the most lively one in this place, if you have not participated It's coming, if you don't mind, how about I invite you to go with me when the time comes?"

Not to mention that Wuyou listened to the other party's words and suddenly felt that he had missed something, even the guards around Wuyou looked at him strangely.

They didn't expect the other party to be such a familiar person at all, it was really unexpected.

"No, thank you, there are people from the family coming with me, so I don't want to bother you, brother."

"No trouble, no trouble," the white-clothed boy squinted his eyes and fiddled with the jade pendant on his body, his eyes glanced at Wuyou's face from time to time.To be honest, if the person opposite was not Wuyou, but really a ten-year-old boy, I'm afraid he would have been aroused by the rude gaze of the other party.

The other party's gaze is not so greedy, the cheap swish kind, but as if looking at some inanimate object, like a treasure in his own collection, and there is nothing to cover up this gaze, even if it is The guards who didn't face the young boy directly were aware of it, let alone Wuyou who was sitting right across from him and fell under such gaze.

Wuyou twitched the corner of his mouth, the gaze on the other side really made people feel hairy all over, Wuyou lowered his eyelids, and boredly glanced at the tea soup in front of him: "Can you stop looking at me?"

"Ah? Ah, um, okay." The young man in white obviously didn't expect the other party to speak so straightforwardly, and his face turned red instantly.

The guards looked at Wuyou without a word. At this time, everyone should be reserved. Who can speak so bluntly.After the guards lamented their young master, they turned their heads and began to lament the young master in white again. After all, if it was their own, they would be embarrassed to continue sitting here. They must find an excuse and leave, but the other party It's not that she wants to leave at all, she just lowered her eyes and stopped observing her little son blatantly.

Drinking less tea, the voice of the storyteller downstairs is clearly visible, what the storyteller is talking about is not anecdotes, but just some small talkbooks, but what they say makes people feel excited and immersed in it.

The people on the second floor were originally waiting for Wuyou to come, and their eyes would fall on them from time to time, but after a while, everyone's attention shifted to the storyteller downstairs.

After feeling embarrassed for a while, the young man in white clothed himself, seeing that the teacup in Wuyou's hand was dry, he raised his hand and filled it up for him graciously, with a gesture that made people smack tongues even more than Dai Quan'er and Eunuch Dai. .

"I don't know how to call the young master, but Duan is so abrupt when he sees the young master like friends at first sight."

The young man in white didn't sit still for a while, then he opened his mouth again, and the dried fruit on the table was also pulled in front of the other party.

Wuyou didn't care about the dried fruit, he just held his teacup and looked at the street scene downstairs: "Wuyou."

The young man in white smiled, took another plate containing dried fruits and poured out all the dried fruits in it, wiped it with a clean handkerchief, put the dried fruits and kernels he picked up in his hand, and carefully pushed them to the in front of worry.

"Duan Zhou, young master Wuyou, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Wuyou frowned slightly. To be honest, even though he felt that the other party had malicious intentions, the other party was still a little strange.

"Brother Duan, don't you think it's a bit late to introduce yourself?"

Wuyou pulled the corner of his mouth at the other party, and a small dimple on his lips was instantly exposed. It was obvious that the other party's eyes lit up, and Wuyou quickly smoothed the corner of his mouth.

Duan Zhou came back to his senses, and the smile on his lips deepened a little: "...But someone said that the young master spoke with a bit of a poisonous tongue?"

Wuyou shook her head frankly: "Not really."

In fact, in the capital, there are really not many people who can talk to him, and the few who are still doting on him, not to mention that he doesn't usually talk like this, even if he usually talks like this, No one will say anything about him.

Duan Zhou is obviously a young man who looks similar to Wuyou, but at this moment, his eyes are like those of a child who doesn't understand, which makes people feel awkward.

Wuyou's meaningful gaze skipped past his ear and fell back to the street outside the window.

The smile on Duan Zhou's lips froze for a moment, then he relaxed his body, and continued to pick the dried fruit that the other party hadn't touched at all.

At the end of the storytelling section, there was applause from downstairs, Wuyou glanced at the guard, the guard nodded and hurried downstairs to put a small piece of silver on the tray of the storyteller downstairs.

The young man in white stood up with a smile and took a look, then turned his head to look at Wuyou: "You are a good guard."

"Ah."

The young man in white turned his head and appointed a servant of his own to give a reward.

Few of the servants who could come out with the master were fools. After listening to the master's words, they went downstairs as much as the previous guard gave.

This tea house is not a very good place, too much is given, and the storyteller can't keep it, but it is easy to cause disasters. How about this kind of teahouse, which can obviously make the storyteller eat and drink for a few days, without worrying? It will make some people greedy for money.

Apparently the storyteller also understood, he directly followed the other party and cupped his hands, and then solemnly cupped his hands at the place where Wuyou and the others were sitting on the second floor.

The young man in white gave a chuckle, slowly touched his jade pendant with his fingers, and narrowed his eyes slightly looking at Wuyou.

Wuyou straightened his clothes, and stood up from the chair: "It's not too long since I've been out today, so I'll be going back now, see you by fate, brother."

The young man in white was stunned for a moment, and the hand touching his jade pendant also paused, his eyes widened slightly, which eliminated a lot of the complicated and difficult energy in him, on the contrary, he showed A wave of stupid and cute energy came out: "Here, are you going back now?"

Wuyou looked back at the young man in white, his eyes were very clear, but also very focused, Wuyou's eyes were dark, when he focused on you, it was as if you were his everything, the young man in white's heart thumped ' One sound, so loud that even he could feel it.