He lowered his voice warning.
"I'm not ignorant? Otherwise, I should have called you out when you approached."
Jiang Pengji was not at all embarrassed, but instead glanced at him angrily.
Wei Ci came at a very coincidental time, neither too early nor too late. Jiang Pengji only wanted to be an adult, so she didn't reveal his position. Now, when I look at it, the little girl is open-minded and let go, and the man has no intention. She is a matchmaker for nothing. .
After Jiang Pengji said this, Wei Ci lowered her eyelids and restrained the strange color in her eyes.
"You are so boring, and you have a lot of thoughts." Jiang Pengji clicked her tongue, put her hands on the back of her head, her wide sleeves slid down her arms, revealing two thin white arms, and her wrists were slender and beautiful, making Wei Ci awkwardly move. He opened his eyes and dared not continue to look at her.
Jiang Pengji naturally did not miss his reaction, smiled, deliberately approached the other party, and said something in a low voice.
"Fortunately, I am a sensible person. If you stay a little bit, you might think you have the habit of breaking your sleeves."
Wei Ci's face darkened, "What do you mean?"
"How can a normal man look at another man's arm, blushing like this, and pretend to cover up and avert his eyes? Others won't suspect anything wrong with the latter, they will only think that the former has unusual thoughts on the latter, so he meeting… "
Men of this era, let alone show their arms, even if they are shirtless, no one will say anything.
After Wei Ci heard this, her face became even darker as ink, and she secretly clenched her fist in her sleeve.
Seeing that he didn't leave, Jiang Pengji stayed where he was, and couldn't help but be a little more curious.
"It looks like you came here to find me." She said firmly, "If it were on weekdays and I irritated you so much, you would have thrown your sleeves and left, and you would have been left standing like a wooden pestle. Say it, What's the matter with me?"
Wei Ci: "..."
The surrounding pear blossom petals fell with the breeze, and there was no one around, and no one saw their abnormality.
The audience in the live broadcast room watched the audience and felt distressed for Wei Ci, the unfortunate child.
So far, the men Jiang Pengji has met have either been bullied once by her as a little white rabbit, and she lost interest after that, or they were in cahoots with her, and neither of them was a good thing.
He alone defends Ci, and Jiang Pengji bullies him when he catches him.
They didn't know Wei Ci's current state of mind, but they were really distressed.
[Old Driver Lianmeng]: I said the anchor, can you change someone else
[Anchor V]: Not happy!
Everyone: "… "
Wei Ci's expression changed and changed, and finally she could endure the stirring emotions in her heart.
"Ci Ting said that the Huachao Festival is your birthday. But you didn't have a birthday banquet, and you didn't invite friends, so I'm not sure."
He once thought that the Huachao Festival was her birthday. Every year on this day, hundreds of officials celebrate, and the whole world celebrates, but...
He still hasn't forgotten the scene where she smashed all the gifts by herself, and all the maids were driven out by her, and no one dared to approach.
Wei Ci didn't know why she was like this, and she didn't dare to ask, and she still had lingering fears in her heart.
I didn't know what happened just now, but suddenly I had the courage to ask to understand.
"The Flower Festival is indeed Liu Xi's birthday."
Jiang Pengji smiled and narrowed her eyes. Her answer seemed a little wrong to outsiders, but it was harmless. After all, isn't she Liu Xi
When Wei Ci heard this, there was a faint feeling in her heart.
"Are you here to give a gift?" Jiang Pengji spent all these years in Langya having a meal of longevity noodles for her birthday, and she didn't bother with the pompous pomp of He Shou Yaji. At most, she ate more food and wore new clothes on that day.
"Um."
Wei Ci responded softly, and Jiang Pengji suddenly felt a little guilty.
People came over to give birthday gifts, but she made a speech that made people feel suffocated...
Thinking about it this way, she felt that Wei Ci was not easy.
"What is it?" Jiang Pengji asked directly.
Wei Ci didn't feel offended, after all... This person's reaction was already considered a face.
"Humble work, barely able to catch the eye." Wei Ci said.
What he took out was a very delicate pendant.
"Beauty sleeping?" Jiang Pengji took it over. Several beauties were in full bloom, spreading their petals. The bloodstone was used, and the veins were handled very well. From a distance, it looked like a beauty that had just fallen from a branch sleeping. She couldn't help raising her eyebrows. "The art of filial piety has improved greatly."
The stone materials are not of the highest quality, and Wei Ci did it by himself. Although it is not expensive, it is better than his heart.
Over the years at Langya Academy, Jiang Pengji has also been invited to attend other people's birthday parties, and most of the gifts are the students' own works.
Manuscripts, sculptures, paintings and calligraphy... Friendship is the most important thing, but the value is empty.
Wei Ci sent this pendant, and it can only be said that it is quite satisfactory.
It's just... Jiang Pengji secretly glanced at the barrage, and sure enough, it was a bunch of rants about Wei Ci.
[Bingtang Lemon]: Invisible pretence is the most deadly, what is "Humble work, barely able to catch the eye"
[Some Yi]: The baby has been learning to sculpt for several years, but he can only hold himself and cry in grievance.
Jiang Pengji was in a better mood.
[Anchor V]: It's okay, I'll help you come back.
In an instant, the barrage of Tucao Weci turned into distress.
I was scolded before giving a gift, and I would be scolded after I gave it, pitiful.
"thanks."
In another place, Wu Niang worshipped the flower god in a good mood, prayed for her family as usual, and added a shy sentence at the end.
"I wish to have a loved one, and the white head will never leave."
The Huachao Festival is indeed very lively. The girls in fresh clothes and beautiful clothes compete for beauty, and the teenagers in elegant Confucian shirts have become a unique scenery line. Listening to the rhythm of the chanting on the elegant collection, Wu Niang is thinking about her own lifelong events. .
She doesn't need to think about Wei Ci, she has no fate, and she can't force it.
There are also many young talents at the Hua Dynasty Festival, but when they are compared with Wei Ci, they are all overshadowed.
Back home, Wu Niang was still worried about this matter.
Seeing her pouting appearance, Mr. Yuanjing couldn't help but smile and asked her, "Is there anything you like today?"
"No, it's not as good as Brother Ci at all," Wu Niang said.
Seeing her husband being so out of tune, Mrs. Yuanjing suddenly became more angry.
"How can you teach your daughter like this? I'm really afraid that Wu Niang will be too old, and no one will dare to come to the house to propose marriage. How can Wu Niang be the master?"
The gentleman said, "Why are you so worried, no one proposes a marriage, so can't this old man like me support Wu Niang?"
Madam was also angry, "You also know that you are old, how many years can you protect Wu Niang? If you don't plan well for her, it will cause trouble."
Mr. Yuanjing is erudite and erudite, but he does not dare to talk back to his wife.
He glanced at his daughter secretly, only to see Wu Niang smiling at him, watching the show lively.
"With so many young talents, is it true that none of them can be admired?"
Mr. Yuanjing stretched his neck, making sure that his wife was far away, so he turned his head and asked his daughter.
"There is a truth, but it's just... I don't know if they are married."
"Oh? Who?"
"Liu Xi, who is about the same age as her daughter, is also a funny person, not as unbearable as the rumors of others..."
Mr. Yuanjing: "..."
Wait, the old man is a little deaf... Who does his daughter say she has a crush on