I opened a bookstore in ancient times

Fu Xiang caught beauties as if he didn't want money, but he played hooligans vigorously, and the people around him only saw different expressions.

Su Yao himself can naturally feel it.

Ever since Fu Ling pried a corner open in the painting boat, Su Yao seemed to be much more sensitive.

Today is especially sensitive.

That sentence "I want to eat" in the tone of a disciple really made Su Yao's heart fluctuate.

He actually thought of the meaning that it was not suitable for children.

But he had already thought about this, but he didn't have any thought of cursing Fu Ling.

He was soberly aware of this, and his heart surged for a while.

And cramped.

and want to run.

Fu Ling grabbed him and smiled softly: "Boss Su, don't leave. You're about to sunbathe."

When Fu Ling touched him, Su Yao's heart trembled.

No matter how much I touched and touched before, I never had this kind of reaction.

Su Yao nodded slightly, only hiding her nervousness.

Fu Xiang generously grabbed the beauty's wrist, and sighed——

Why are the wrists so thin and the skin so thin.

If Fu Xiang used his skin thickness as a standard, then everyone present would have thin skins.

After all, I haven't finished writing my horoscope, so I put myself in the position of my husband unreasonably.

Except for the fact that he has never been a husband, the name of a husband is almost exhausted.

No matter how shameless the remaining three were, they would at most call out "beauties" like Bai Min. They had never done this kind of trick to take advantage of Su Yao.

The point is, Su Yao didn't look disgusted.

The eyes of the three fell on Fu Ling's hand, not only scolding a certain pigeon in their hearts, but also felt a very sense of crisis.

Xie Lang lowered his eyes, Bai Min frowned, Xu Ze only clenched his sleeves.

Fu Ling smiled calmly.

Fu Xiang has always been open-minded in his work. In the past, there was a word in Jingzhong that accurately described his demeanor——

play hard.

He changed his expression instantly, opened his eyes and talked nonsense, and didn't care much about his face.

An excellent showman.

The filling of this small wonton is not good, and the color doesn't look fresh, even if the stall owner tried to persuade him to keep it, Su Yao would only refuse.

Because the sun was poisonous and there was not much shelter on the road, Su Yao stood under Fu Ling's big folding fan all the time.

In full view, Su Yao took a few steps, but was finally cramped, so he just wanted to take a step away, but Fu Ling held him tightly.

Su Yao looked up: "Mr. Fu..."

Fu Ling smiled: "Boss Su is hiding, the weather is too hot, don't bask in the sun."

Seeing that Su Yao still wanted to speak, he felt a little wronged again: "It took me a long time to convince Mr. Pei to allow you to go out with me. If you go back today, if there is anything wrong with you, Mr. Pei will scold me to death .”

There are still people who dare to scold Mr. Fu to death...

Su Yao didn't believe it.

But he liked this kind of pitiful tone the most. He just fell silent for a moment, and then reached out to take it: "Then Mr. Fu, bring me..."

Fu Ling smiled, and immediately raised the folding fan a bit.

Su Yao stretched out his hand again, and Fu Ling raised it higher.

It's hard for Su Yao to raise his hand now.

Because this behavior was too flirtatious, the gossip of the stall owners around began to dance around again.

Su Yao's face was a little hot, and she was slightly embarrassed: "Mr. Fu has been holding it for me, and I will be tired."

Fu Ling frowned, and said: "My fan is precious, I am narrow-minded, and I am not willing to let Boss Su touch it."

It would be fine if Fu Ling made some other excuses. Su Yao really couldn't open his mouth when he said that.

I had no choice but to walk silently under the folding fan.

But in the end he pulled his wrist out.

Fu Xiang was very satisfied.

After all, the first three love rivals were basking in the sun, and there were no beauties by their side.

Several people picked a few more stalls in this strange formation.

Xu Shi came out to set up a stall, and the ingredients and craftsmanship were simple, so Su Yao was not very satisfied.

Fu Ling only let him pick and choose.

The three rivals in love were also chosen by Su Yao, but they were not in a good mood.

Su Yao stopped in front of a small soup noodle stall to ask again, and Bai Min finally sighed quietly: "Why do you think we are here? To see how he abducted the beauty?"

The title "beauty" made Xu Ze frowned slightly: "Doctor Bai respects himself."

Bai Min glanced at him: "I think, compared to him, I'm quite self-respecting."

He raised his eyebrows again: "Is self-respect useful?"

Xu Ze was angrily silent, but Xie Lang said, "It's useless."

Feeling disappointed again: "Brother Su has always been gentle and courteous, I just thought he didn't like this..."

Bai Min couldn't help but also paused: "The moon is the first to be near the water."

Xu Ze frowned: "Not yet."

But it looks like it's coming soon.

The three of them thought of the second half of the sentence knowingly, but they didn't open their mouths to mention it.

To be honest, several people pursued Su Yao before, although Su Yao didn't notice it, and didn't respond in any way.

But there is a chance in that fashion.

But now such a person suddenly appeared beside Su Yao.

From the looks of it, Su Yao didn't fully accept it, but being flustered and cramped was enough to show his mind.

It was the first time for the three of them to see the two standing side by side in front of the stall, chatting and laughing, and they were shocked for a while.

It is not an exaggeration to say that my heart is half gray.

Su Yao finally spotted the small stall selling rice noodles, and when he turned his head, he saw three people standing under the sun, as if sunburned and dejected.

Su Yao only said that it took too long to pick and choose, so she hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I was too picky, I..."

"fine."

After all, it was Xie Lang who could stand up to the scene the most, and smiled as usual, "Since you have chosen, let's eat here."

The boy at the stall hurriedly invited people to the shade of a tree: "Several people sit here."

The rice noodle stall that Su Yao chose was really clean, and it had a lot of shops. It was in the shade of the trees, and it was a bit cooler when the mountain breeze blew.

The servants each brought a bowl of sour plum soup, Su Yao apologized slightly, and lowered his voice: "When eating out in summer, I am most afraid that it will not be fresh or clean. I picked too carefully, and I forgot about you for a while."

Since there are people around you, don't you forget others?

The three of them felt sour in their hearts, and after taking a sip of the ice-sweet sour plum soup, their mouths also started to become sour.

Some are happy and some are sad.

Fu Gezi thought it was quite sweet.

Su Yao picks sweetly.

Fu Xiang took the limelight, so he just bowed his head and drank his cold drink in silence.

After taking two sips, he pressed Su Yao again: "Don't drink it, just taste it, it's too cold."

Qi Bo never allowed him to eat raw or cold food, and the cold drinks at home were all warm.

Su Yao was thinking that Uncle Qi didn't see him, so he secretly drank a little, but was caught by Fu Ling.

Su Yao was taken aback, and only whispered: "Mr. Pei said yesterday that I can drink."

Before Fu Ling could answer these words, Bai Min looked up in surprise, "Mr. Pei?"

Su Yao smiled: "Old Mr. Pei Yi came to Jiujing by the way. Mr. Fu met him, so I asked him to take a look with me."

Bai Min was shocked immediately.

Surprised, seeing Fu Ling's flat smile, he was discouraged for a while, and didn't say anything for a while.

Su Yao glanced at Qi Bo who was unaware, and then looked at Fu Ling again: "I'll only drink half of it, okay?"

As soon as Su Yao's tone softened, he would unconsciously put on an ending sound, which fell into Fu Ling's ears, just like being coquettish.

Falling into the ears of Xie Lang and Xu Ze...

Forget it, neither of them wanted to hear or see it.

Su Yao seldom talked to him like this. Fu Ling looked into Su Yao's clear eyes, his heart fluttered back and forth, but his stand remained firm: "I can't drink any more today, don't let Qi Bo see it."

Su Yao frowned lightly, and said: "Mr. Pei said yes."

Fu Ling lowered his eyebrows and smiled: "If you want to drink, I will save this stall and buy it for you tomorrow. I won't drink today."

Putting down the porcelain cup again: "I'll accompany you, I won't drink anymore."

The remaining two rivals, who were drinking sour plum soup with porcelain cups, paused for an instant.

Bai Min didn't pause.

Doctor Bai was still immersed in the shock of "this person really invited Pei Yi here".

Su Yao didn't pay attention, seeing Fu Ling's serious expression, she had to put it down.

The servant was carrying two small casserole pots, approached and smiled: "Don't be unhappy, my lord, your husband loves you very much."

Su Yao stopped, and was embarrassed again: "...don't be joking, little brother. What kind of husband, he is not my husband."

"Yo, I'm really angry."

The boy put down the small casserole and looked at Fu Ling with a smile, "My lord, hurry up and coax me, people are so angry that they don't recognize you anymore."

The small casserole was gurgling and steaming, making Su Yao's face hot.

Fu Ling smiled without saying a word.

The boy straightened the two small casserole pots, and then looked at the remaining three people apologetically: "You three young masters, wait a little longer. This time, we can only cook two pots, let them go to the two first."

Xie Lang and Xu Ze's complexions were already slightly gloomy, but now their complexions are even worse.

As soon as the little brother left, Su Yao wanted to explain, but opened his mouth, but felt that it was just a misunderstanding created by others, and it seemed guilty to explain a little more.

They just bury their heads in eating.

Seeing this hesitation, both Xie Lang and Xu Ze became more silent for a while.

This millet noodle pot is not very authentic. It is just thin rice noodles boiled in high broth, topped with green vegetables, shredded chicken bean curd, a handful of mung bean sprouts, and a small amount of fresh mushrooms.

But the taste is really delicious.

Su Yao was worried that Fu Ling would be the same as his family, feeding them casually and causing misunderstandings, but he didn't want to, Fu Ling didn't do anything this time.

Fu Xiang drank a small spoonful of broth and pursed his lips slightly.

Seeing that the blow to the rival in love is too great, let's accept it as soon as it is good.

Keep stimulating, it may not be so after a while.

With such a large audience, Fu Ling didn't want to really make a scene.

Sure enough, what he expected was right. After everyone ate, they rested for a while, and the three of them found various reasons to leave.

Bai Min only said: "The old woman must still be in Ji Ren Tang, I'm worried, I have to go back and have a look."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Su Yao with a little hesitation: "Boss Su, can I meet old Mr. Pei Yi?"

Seeing Pei Yi come to Jiujing, and be snatched away sooner than a beauty, Bai Min cares even more.

Su Yao smiled: "Mr. Pei and I only met once, so I have to ask Mr. Fu?"

Fu Ling looked at him with a smile, paused in sympathy, turned his head and left.

It seems that he still cares that the beauty is about to be abducted.

Xu Ze took a few steps forward, then his expression darkened: "It's been too long since I've been out today, and I still need to review the book, so let's take a step first."

He paused: "I'll stop writing immediately, I promised to deliver the paintings in Boss Su's shop earlier, and I'll deliver them another day."

"Mr. Xu is polite."

Su Yao frowned, and recalled Ge Zi's empty promise, "At that time, I will hang the paintings of Mr. Xu and Mr. Fu together."

Xu Ze was startled, and then fell silent for a moment: "That's right, I'm the only one who can..."

He stayed on the topic, frowned, glanced at Fu Ling, and then left.

Only Xie Lang was left.

He didn't intend to leave at first, after all, it's not his style to give up his sweetheart after a little blow.

But he only stood there for a while, and then saw his servant coming.

The little servant whispered a few words with him, Xie Lang frowned suddenly: "Mother?"

The boy looked anxious, and whispered a few more words.

Xie Lang was silent, only slightly apologetic: "Brother Su, forgive me. The weather is hot, and my mother feels a little unwell. Even though she has recovered, I will go and have a look."

This is natural.

Su Yao hurriedly said: "Brother Xie, just go. If you need help, we will go too."

Xie Lang declined, and looked at Fu Ling again: "Mr. Fu takes care of Boss Su more when he is away from home."

Fu Ling smiled: "Naturally."

Xie Lang's eyes sank slightly, and he finally left.

Birds chirped in the forest, and the breeze gusted, and the situation of the two returned.

In today's gathering, Fu Xiang won in the end.

Looking at the background of the three of them, Fu Ling sighed slightly in his heart.

But when someone gets it, someone loses it.

Su Yao is their sweetheart, and also Fu Ling's sweetheart.

Fu Ling likes him, so he will definitely not let others.

What's more, I'm afraid today is just a temporary blow, and it will come again later.

Fu Ling glanced at the beauty beside him, opened the folding fan with a clatter, and said with a smile, "Where else do you want to go?"

Su Yao shook his head: "They are all gone, why don't we go back too?"

Fu Ling looked at the thin layer of sweat on his forehead: "Is it too hot?"

"It's just a little bit to eat."

Su Yao only felt that one layer of underwear was wet, and she felt a little uncomfortable, "I want to go back and take a bath."

"Okay, let's go back then."

Fu Ling smiled, but recalled again, "Yesterday, Pei Yi said that soaking in hot springs is good for your body. My family has a hot spring pool in Dongshan, and it happens to be hot these few days. Shall we go to escape the heat for two days?"

These three love rivals were only hit for a while, and when they reacted, they would probably redouble their counterattacks.

It's just two days away, let them rush to nothing.

Fu Xiang made a good plan, but Su Yao remembered another thing: "Is it Fu's Tangquan Pond?"

Fu Ling paused: "Tangquan Pond is, but the house is mine."

Seeing Fu Ling's expression, Su Yao swallowed the words again.

Mr. Fu didn't seem to want to see his family very much.

Is it because of identity?

It's because of his identity, but it's not what Su Yao thought.

The Fu family has always said that Fu Ling is recuperating in the south of the Yangtze River, and many people in the family do not know that he is in the old capital.

Few people in Jiujing would recognize his appearance, so it would not be appropriate to appear with great fanfare.

Su Yao was silent, only to remember to be polite: "I'd like to trouble Mr. Fu..."

"No trouble."

Fu Ling didn't like to listen to the scene the most, so he simply stopped Su Yao directly, and raised his eyebrows again, "Anyway, Pei Yi has been thinking about my Tangquan Pond for a long time, and she wants to go, so why not go with Boss Su."

Add another sentence: "Take Ah Yan with you."

Su Yao said a few more polite words, but was stopped by Fu Ling, so he nodded directly, and said: "Cheng'an is not familiar with the store business, so we can only let Qi Bo stay to watch the store."

Qi Bo was anxious when he heard it behind him, and when he returned home, he hurriedly rummaged through the box, wrapped it into a small package, and hugged him to find Su Yao.

Pei Yi needled Su Yao again. Su Yao was lying on the couch with a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.

The candlelight was bright, casting a faint flickering light and shadow on Su Yao's face.

Qi Bo's heart trembled again and again when he saw the mole of tears in the corner of Su Yao's eyes, his fair neck, and then the delicate collarbone exposed by his slightly loose jacket.

Bai Cai didn't know it yet, she just turned around on the couch, "What's the matter with Qi Bo?"

A strand of black hair hangs around Su Yao's neck, making him extraordinarily fair.

Qi Bo put down the package, raised his hand to part his hair, fastened Su Yao's skirt again, pulled the thin quilt directly to his chin, held Su Yao's hand, and sighed melancholy: "Young master, I won't follow you this time. , you have to take care of yourself..."

Su Yao didn't understand, so she just pulled the quilt away a little: "What's wrong?"

He comforted him again: "Uncle Qi doesn't have to worry, Cheng An is still following. What's more, there is Ah Yan, Mr. Pei is also there. Besides, there is Mr. Fu."

The one with the surname Fu is the most dangerous!

Qi Bo sighed again in his heart, patted Su Yao's hand, and showed Su Yao the package: "Young master... if there is something, just... you should understand a little bit. I... I won't follow you , Young Master, be careful. If you don’t want to, don’t agree! If you can’t, send someone to find me, and this old servant will arrive right away, and protect Young Master desperately!”

Su Yao made him confused in this conversation, and only responded with a smile: "I will be careful."

Take another look: "What is this?"

Qi Bo hesitated for a moment, but he was embarrassed after all: "Young master is tired today, just take a look before going to Tangquan."

He also asked: "You must remember to read it."

Su Yao nodded, but he was about to leave, and it took a lot of time to pack his bags and store in the store.

I didn't think about it until I got on the carriage that was leaving.

In the big carriage, Su Yao opened the package and took a look.

They were all books.

Ah Yan was curious: "My lord, what kind of book is this?"