"Am I very happy?" Luo Liyan blinked her eyes, her words were very innocent, but the smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't be suppressed no matter what.
A girl of fourteen and a boy of no more than eleven, it looked like a house party.
Although she knew that the ancient people had gone through all the procedures relatively early in this kind of thing, but in the modern age and separated by a screen, it was really difficult for her to have a real feeling.
"You're laughing." Huo Mingheng emphasized with certainty.
"How did you hear it?" Luo Liyan felt that she was covering up pretty well, but she didn't understand how she could have slipped it in front of an 11-year-old child.
Because when you are laughing, even if you don't want me to know, the end sound of every word is raised upwards.
Huo Mingheng answered silently in his heart, but didn't say it directly.
It was just that her soft and slightly hot fingers lightly rubbed against Luo Liyan's fingertips.
"Master Huo, please wait."
Suddenly a female voice interrupted Huo Mingheng and Luo Liyan's rare time alone.
The corners of Huo Mingheng's eyes shrunk slightly, and the drooping pupils returned to their usual indifferent appearance.
He turned sideways, looked at the two women walking towards him, and took half a step back.
"Male and female don't want to kiss each other, just talk about anything." Huo Mingheng straightened his back like a kid, and spoke like an old pedant.
The maid who stood in front of the order immediately became very annoyed when she heard the words, "Our young lady is the number one beauty in Kyoto, what is the meaning of Mr. Huo's attitude like this?"
"I don't want to ruin your young lady's reputation." Huo Mingheng has no interest in the number one beauty in Kyoto at all, anyway, there will be no Yanyanmei.
But Luo Liyan always liked to take a look at handsome men and beautiful women, so when he heard this, he immediately dragged the screen to look at Cen Jiaqing, but what he saw was still the stick figured face, which had no sense of beauty at all.
Even in the promenade, which is shaded by big trees and not much sunlight, it gives people a feeling of paper piercing.
Luo Liyan gritted her teeth silently, and looked at the item mall again.
But there are only props for one person to unlock the real appearance, one is only 1,000 yuan, and there are no props to unlock all of them, so she can only suppress the thought that surged in her heart.
"You..." The servant girl was so angry that she wanted to say that Huo Mingheng simply didn't know what to do, but she was afraid that he would be the future son-in-law, so she could only snort heavily, and turned to look at her own lady.
Although Cen Jiaqing was a bit embarrassed to step down, but the girl's admiration made her quickly forget this bit of reserve.
"Young Master Huo, thank you for taking the initiative to save the leader today." She saluted slightly.
With a delicate voice, a face that has already fallen over the country before it grows up, and a noble demeanor, she is a good girl who is proposed by all kinds of families. It's a pity that Huo Mingheng has a hard heart, and he never even looked at her , and even felt that she was very noisy.
"No, I'm not here for you." Huo Mingheng's tone finally became a little bit colder.
What annoys him the most is these women who are raised in deep boudoirs. The cousins at home occasionally hear that the person they want is nothing more than meeting in the bookstore and making a bow, or picking up For something, he paid for it wrongly, hoping to match up with the elders in the family.
Although his maternal ancestral family and mother definitely looked down on the Dinghui Hou Mansion and felt that he should marry a wife with a more background, but he didn't want to get involved with the woman in front of him.