Early in the morning, Xing Dairong went to Yaoguang Pavilion.
Cheng Yunshuo was eating in his yard. He was slightly surprised to see Xing Dairong coming over.He thought that he would have to coax her again, and of course, he was also prepared to go see her after dinner.
But at the same time, he also had an idea in his mind. If Xing Dairong continued to make trouble, he would use the excuse of being busy.
He was not very willing to coax her anymore.
Even if the two of them reconciled, he didn't have the energy to coax her like before.
"Yun Shuo!" Xing Dairong walked up to him with a bright face, as if what happened yesterday had never happened.
"Dai Rong..." Seeing her like this, Cheng Yunshuo's eyes were evasive for no reason.
"Didn't you say you would accompany me to the Red Street today?" Xing Dairong sat next to him, holding his arm and said coquettishly.
Cheng Yunshuo saw that she was not angry at all, and his heart skipped a beat, "Yes."
"What are you waiting for? Let's go!"
Xing Dairong pulled him up and was about to stand up.
"Are you not mad at me anymore?"
"Why should I be angry with you?" Xing Dairong squeezed his hand tightly, "What else should we be angry about?"
At this time, Huang Yue came in from outside holding a basin, "My Lord."
She had gauze wrapped around her head, and when she saw Xing Dairong coming over, her pretty face froze for a moment.
When Xing Dairong saw her, he changed his attitude from yesterday and asked in a gentle voice, "Is your head healed?"
"In reply to Aunt Xing, Xiaoyue, Xiaoyue..." Huang Yue looked at Cheng Yunshuo fearfully.
Cheng Yunshuo said at this time, "Just answer whatever she asks you, why are you always so scared!"
Showing weakness is a useful tactic, but it should not be used too often.
If you use it too much, it will become annoying.
Especially now that Cheng Yunshuo was biased towards Xing Dairong, he felt that Huang Yue's timid look was very unpleasant.
Huang Yue also felt it, and she quickly changed the subject, "Xiao Yue is fine, it's okay, Aunt Xing, don't worry."
"I'm glad you're okay." Xing Dairong smiled at her, turned around and pulled Cheng Yunshuo, "Yunshuo, let's go out."
"good."
Cheng Yunshuo was happy with Xing Dairong like this. As long as she didn't make a fuss, the two of them could always be this good to each other, and he would do anything with her.
Xing Dairong took Cheng Yunshuo's arm and went out together.
When they passed each other on the way out, she looked at Huang Yue who was staring at her with big eyes in a provocative manner.
There was naked boasting and contempt in his eyes.
Oh, a little bitch, you really take yourself too seriously by fighting with her!
She couldn't beat Lu Lingjun because their backgrounds were incomparable, and Lu Lingjun was not on the same battlefield as her, so she couldn't possibly beat Lu Lingjun.
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Daily life of the mistress
Ficción históricaAuthor: Zhou Dabai Introduction: [A girl from an aristocratic family tears off a girl who travels through time + rebirth + the daily life of an antique and leisurely mistress] Lu Lingjun and his younger sister Lu Hanyi were both reborn. In her previ...