The handkerchief in Su Qianle's hand was twisted into a ball, crumpled and kneaded together. She looked at Xia Chu's figure running over to coax Lan Yuying, and thought to herself, as expected, the young master's gaze, from beginning to end, was... There is only Lan Yuying.
When Su Qianle first saw him returning home and no longer wearing a blue robe, she thought that his preference had changed, until Xia Chu picked up Lan Yuying, who was wearing a blue dress, and came down the mountain.
She just knew that the person he liked had come down the mountain, and he no longer had to look at her and miss her.
Su Qianle originally thought that she was the only different woman. Even if it was Xiao Muhong, she had never been worried.
However, Lan Yuying is different.
She could clearly feel that Lan Yuying was special, unique and irreplaceable in Xia Chu's heart.
Shuanglu saw her eyes darkening and her face was disappointed, so she patted her neck to comfort her: "Miss, don't be too sad. From what I see, Miss Lan may not be with the young master. You see her spending time with Mr. Xu every day." Isn’t it quite close?”
Su Qianle looked at Xu Wenlan and Xia Chu arguing about something, and Lan Yuying, who was finally caught between them, laughed out loud. The smiling face became more and more beautiful, which made her heart even more sour. Incomparably, she turned her head and walked in the direction of Su Qian'an.
Xia Chu walked to sit down next to Lan Yuying, glanced at Xiao Mubai, and touched his thin lips. Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated inexplicably, and her cheeks turned crimson.
Lan Yuying's coquettish words came to her ears: "You still call me that."
Xia Chu turned to look at Lan Yuying and calmed down: "Why, Xu Wenlan can just scream, but I can't?"
Xu Wenlan raised her eyebrows proudly: "That's right."
"Ah bah." Xia Chu spat at him, and Lan Yuying couldn't help but chuckle when she saw him looking like this, as if she had returned to her childhood on the mountain.
Xu Wenlan was about to go back, but when he opened his mouth, he felt a chill on his neck. He raised his eyes and looked away. From the corner of his eye, he noticed Xiao Mubai looking towards him coldly.
Xu Wenlan was frightened, and her open mouth slowly closed. He snorted: "Childish, I won't care about you, Lanlan, let's eat!"
Xia Chu sighed, and there was no one around him, so he immediately said: "Mu Bai, let's eat!"
After he finished speaking, he turned around and ran into those phoenix eyes that had been looking at him for a long time. His face turned red, and when he saw Xiao Zimu next to him raising an eyebrow at him, he immediately added guiltily: "Zimu eats too, Let’s eat together…”
Xiao Mubai gave him food with a normal expression. He was used to eating in the past, but today he always felt particularly shy. Xiao Mubai couldn't help but stop when he saw that no matter how much he put in, Xia Chu wolfed it down. He whispered softly with his hand beside him: "Slow down, don't choke."
Xia Chu was stunned for a moment, thinking that he disliked her for being so popular and ugly. Then he glanced at Lan Yuying beside him. Seeing that she was elegant and graceful, he imitated her small mouth and chewed slowly.
Xiao Mubai saw that he looked completely different, and shook his head helplessly. He picked up the bowl and filled a bowl of soup for him with his own hands and handed it to him.
Xia Chu took a spoon and sipped it in small sips, feeling in her heart that eating like this was really, really tiring...
After finally enduring the meal, Su Qianle came over in a timid manner: "Master, today I went to the market to buy some good tea, but do you want to cook a pot for you?"
Seeing how cautious she was in asking, Xia Chu couldn't bear to refuse anymore. She was just about to agree. It wouldn't take long for her to have a cup of tea anyway, but Xiao Mubai refused directly from the side: "He and I still have something to discuss."
Xia Chu had no choice but to follow Xiao Mubai and turned around and said, "Next time."
Su Qianle's eyes, which were already extremely disappointed, suddenly brightened up again, and she responded softly to his back: "Okay."
Xia Chu followed Xiao Mubai into the room and just closed the door. When he turned around, he saw Xiao Mubai also turned around suddenly, with a smile of unknown meaning at the corner of his mouth.
Xia Chu backed away, staggering and leaned against the door. Xiao Mubai pressed his palm on the door next to her cheek, making a sound of hunting wind, and leaned forward to trap Xia Chu between the door and his arm.
Xia Chu raised his head, but raised his thin lips that were looking up at him. He opened his thin lips and said slowly, "Why are my love rivals not only men but also women?"
Xia Chu saw that he frowned and even used the word "I", and smiled awkwardly: "Maybe I dressed up as a man too handsome and suave. No, I have deliberately been intimate with Lan Lan in front of her, so... So that she can stop thinking about it."
Seeing her shameless boasting and looking complacent, Xiao Mubai took out a hand and flicked her forehead.
Xia Chu took advantage of him to withdraw his hand and hurriedly dodged away. Xiao Mubai didn't care. He walked into the inner room and said, "You Lan Lan's voice is becoming more and more smooth."
"He wasn't led by Xu Wenlan." Xia Chu followed up. He couldn't call Lan Yuying by her nickname Meng'an in public. After calling her Lan Lan for a long time, it was really smooth.
Xia Chu entered the back room and immediately saw the plum blossom wine on the table. His face lit up with joy and his eyes lit up: "You came back home just to get this?"
Xiao Mubai nodded.
"Why didn't you take out the food you just had?" Xia Chu asked while pulling out the wine cork.
"The wine I brewed is only for you to drink." Xiao Mubai's face darkened.
Xia Chu was drinking heavily when she choked on his sudden love words. She hurriedly put down the wine jar, patted her chest and coughed.
Xiao Mubai raised his eyebrows and glanced at him: "Why are you so anxious? I won't compete with you."
Xia Chu made a remark: You can't drink either, right
Naturally, I didn't dare to say this, so I asked casually: "You don't drink wine, why do you prefer to make this plum blossom wine?"
A sad look suddenly appeared on Xiao Mubai's face. Xia Chu walked to sit beside him and held his hand.
Xiao Mubai tried his best to bring out a smile: "This plum blossom wine was just a pass at the beginning."
Xia Chu knew in his heart that Zhong Guo was dead. His unintentional question brought up Xiao Mubai's heartbreaking past.
"When I was young, I loved plum blossoms, but they couldn't last long when they bloomed. Zhong Guo taught me how to make wine, and I made many jars of wine." Xiao Mubai lowered his head and held her hand: " Do you still remember that on the way back to Chongqing from Liang, you asked me in an inn why I like plum blossoms?"
Xia Chu naturally remembered it and nodded: "Didn't you lie to me that you picked a plum blossom in the water when you were a child?"
Xiao Mubai laughed, gently rubbed the back of her hand, and when he raised his head again, he spoke to her with deep affection.
"I have never lied to you. In the lake opposite the pitch pine tree at the foot of Zilan Mountain, an eight-year-old child fell into the water. He had a plum blossom in his bun."
(End of chapter)