Village Flowers and Female Scholars

Xie Yan was printing a book at home, and Xie Yuangu was helping to turn the pages. Seeing someone coming at the gate of the courtyard, he glanced at Zhuang Wan who entered the door and said, "Didn't you just leave? Why are you here again?"

Zhuang Wan turned her body to reveal Gong Chengping behind her and said, "This is Xu Qiuyang's friend. His father happened to know my uncle and admires you very much. Let me bring you to meet him."

When Gong Chengping saw his idol, he was very excited, he stepped forward to salute Xie Yan and said, "Xiaosheng Gong Chengping, I have met my little lady."

Xie Yan looked at the well-mannered little scholar in front of him, and pursed his lips with a smile: "Since I'm Xu Qiuyang's friend and Wanwan's acquaintance, there's no need to be too polite."

Seeing that Xie Yan was so close to Zhuang Wan, Gong Chengping knew that the two had a very good relationship, and he knew that if he wanted to get closer to this talented young lady in the future, he would have to try to curry favor with Zhuang Wan.

Before he saw the few scripts that Xu Qiuyang took back, each of them was well-made, and the handwriting was exactly the same and exquisite. At that time, he didn't know how these scripts were made. Now that Xie Yan is printing the books, I was very curious, so I went closer to find out.

The printing technology of this simple mimeograph machine is the crystallization of human wisdom in the new era. It should not only be your own private property. It must be used to benefit people in this era in the future, so Xie Yan did not hide it. Let him watch.

Gong Chengping was dumbfounded when he saw it, he just felt that this thing was too miraculous, he couldn't stop admiring it, and felt that Xie Yan who researched this thing was a god-man, so he admired her even more.

Seeing that he was so attentive, Zhuang Wan felt very uncomfortable, and attracting this guy took up her good time with Jin'er for no reason.

But he didn't want to speak out, for fear that Xie Yan would say that she was petty, so he had to bear it in his heart, but the eyes he looked at Gong Chengping became colder and colder.

Gong Chengping only felt that his whole body was chilly, and he didn't know what happened, so he leaned over and asked the little boy beside him, "Do you feel very cold, little brother?"

Gu'er shook her head: "The sun is so hot today, it's so hot that my back is sweaty."

Gong Chengping rubbed his arms and looked at Zhuang Wan, who was looking unfriendly, and said, "After a long time, it turns out that you are Zhuang Xiucai, and you feel cold all over your body. If you keep acting cold like this, no one else will believe that we have a good impression of each other."

As soon as the words fell, the expressions of the two women beside him changed instantly. One was a little flustered, and the other was full of hostility and inquiry.

Zhuang Wan really wanted to kill this kid with her own hands, she agreed to pretend to hide it from her uncle and the others, why did she tell this in a blink of an eye.

She carefully looked at Xie Yan at the side, who was looking at her expressionlessly.

"Jin'er, listen to me—"

"Well, let me hear from you, tell me when did you guys have a crush on each other?" Xie Yan's eyes gradually lost warmth.

Zhuang Wan, who had always been calm and calm, panicked. She gave Gong Chengping a hard look, took Xie Yan's hand and said, "Jin'er, let me explain to you—"

Gong Chengping was baffled at first by the sharp stare, but seeing Zhuang Wan pulling Xie Yan back into the room, his eyes narrowed slightly.

In the room.

"Jin'er, it's not what you think."

"It's not what I think, what do I think?"

"I didn't know that Gong Chengping at all before. After we separated just now, I saw him at home when I went back. He is the son of a friend of my uncle—"

"It was your uncle who found a marriage partner for you!"

"……Yes……"

"Then what else is there to say."

Zhuang Wan hurriedly said: "That was also arranged by the adults, we didn't mean it."

"They already have a crush on each other, and they said they didn't mean it. Do you think I'm a three-year-old child?" Xie Yan felt sour in her heart.

"Jin'er, this is just a tactic for us to delay the attack." Zhuang Wan hurriedly told what she had just discussed with Gong Chengping.

After hearing this, Xie Yan pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.

It took a long time before he said unhappily: "I understand the truth, but I am just unhappy."

Zhuang Wan hugged her and coaxed her softly: "I know, I know, if it were you with a marriage partner, I would be unhappy too."

"Your uncle is really necrotic, why do you insist on proposing marriage to you?" Xie Yan now wished for Uncle Zhuang Wan that the villain would prick her.

Zhuang Wan coaxed patiently.

After getting angry, Xie Yan looked at Zhuang Wan's busy schedule for her, and felt that she was a little unreasonable?

After all, in modern times, if a child is unwilling to find a partner, his parents will definitely try every means to force him, not to mention in such a feudal society represented by patriarchy, it is rare for Zhuang Wan to persist in not getting married at this age Got it.

It's one thing to figure it out, it's another thing to think openly, there's no room for a grain of sand in the eyes of beholders, let alone such a big Gong Chengping.

"Then next time you have something to do, you can't hide it from me." Xie Yan finally compromised, with a sour tone.

"Actually, I planned to tell you, but who knew that he would take the lead, but there will never be a next time." Zhuang Wan hastily promised.

"If there is a next time, you will be a puppy." After all, Xie Yan softened her heart and sniffed lightly, not tossing like the previous two times.

"If there is a next time, let me turn into a puppy and lick your hands for you."

"Who told you to lick it, you go away." Xie Yan smiled through tears and twisted her arm.

Zhuang Wan looked at her red eyelids, feeling distressed and affectionate, and reached out to gently wipe the corners of her eyes.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry...for making you sad."

Xie Yan put her arms around her waist, raised her head and saw her distressed eyes, and felt a little bit of comfort in her heart. She coquettishly said: "Since you make me unhappy, how will you make it up to me?"

Zhuang Wan looked down at her big wet eyes with tenderness in her heart.

"What compensation do you want, I can do anything for you, anything!"

For Zhuang Wan, even if Xie Yan asks her to sacrifice her life at this time, she can give it with both hands.

"Is it really anything?" Xie Yan's gloomy face finally eased at this moment, and he became a little excited.

Zhuang Wan nodded, looking at her pink lips, she lowered her head and leaned towards her as if bewitched.

Xie Yan's emotional ups and downs today are all caused by her, how could he let him succeed so easily at this time.

"Stand up, the promise you said just now that you are willing to do anything for me has not been fulfilled, and you want to make a move."

Zhuang Wan stood up with some reluctance and asked, "What does Jin'er want me to do?"

Xie Yan thought about it.

Since the last time she lingered on Zhuang Wan's chest, she has been reluctant to part with her, and even in her dreams, the soft touch on her hands would reappear repeatedly, but during the day, Zhuang Wan's dignified and cold appearance made people dare not play with her. The number of times of intimacy is pitifully rare, and several times are just stealing incense.

"It's like last time, I want to experience it again."

"What kind?"

"That's it." Xie Yan stared at her chest and hinted frantically.

Zhuang Wan blushed slightly, "Hey, did I kiss you last time?"

"No, you know, I just pinched you and it still hurts."

"Jin'er..."

"You said you can do anything for me, forget it." Xie Yan pretended to be upset, and turned away.

But in the next second, there was a soft touch on her hand, which made her heart beat wildly.

Raising her head, Zhuang Wan stared at herself with a blushing face, her eyes seemed to be dripping with water.

She bit her lower lip lightly, shyly.

Xie Yan felt soft in his heart, retracted his hand, put his arms around her waist, raised his chin and kissed her gently on the lips, closed his eyes and pressed his forehead against hers, smelling the familiar scent of ink on her body.

Softly said: "I like you."

The author has something to say: Hey, here I come again.