Chang’an Peasant Girl

Su Yixing said: "I also think my problem is bigger than yours. At least, my third brother actually likes you, but what about her? She doesn't like me at all."

Gong Le pondered: "I think the crux of your problem is that she regards you as her master. She has already recognized you as her master, so you are her master. Your relationship with her, in her eyes, Here, it is the relationship between master and subordinate, nothing else, but if you are not her master, maybe your relationship will take a turn for the better. "

Su Yixing said: "What, do you want me to give her to someone else? No, there is no way. I would rather stay with her than give her to someone else."

"You can pretend to give her to someone else first, and when she likes you, you can take her back."

"That won't work either!" Su Yixing insisted. "Okay, stop talking about me, let's talk about you and my third brother. You want me to marry you. If my third brother hasn't been stimulated to realize his intentions, why, are you really planning to marry me? "

"You have a beautiful idea!" Gong Le scolded with a smile. Immediately, he darkened his eyes: "However, if the fact that I marry you doesn't excite him, then I don't expect him to discover his true feelings in the future."

After a pause, she laughed again: "I will let him and I cook rice. That way, even if he doesn't want to marry me, he can only marry me."

Su Yixing sweated, "You're a girl, so you'd better not just talk about raw rice and cooked rice."

"What's the matter?" Gong Le didn't care at all, "I have no taboos."

Su Yixing looked at the sky and said quietly: "I suddenly feel that my third brother is a little pitiful."

Gong Le only thought it was funny, but didn't say anything else. But if An Yiqing really didn't realize his feelings for her, to be honest, she would definitely be disappointed and feel very uncomfortable.

How could someone be so insensitive when it comes to their own feelings? !

After sitting on the roof with Gong Le for a while, Su Yixing got up and said, "I'm going down, so you should go down early. It's really cold on the roof. Don't get sick from the cold."

After saying that, Su Yixing got off the roof and walked towards where he lived.

And at the door of his room, Huo Qingyi stood there dutifully guarding it.

Su Yixing walked to Huo Qingyi's side and looked down at Huo Qingyi's hands. They both had frostbite.

"Come in with me." Su Yixing entered the room with no expression or emotion, and asked Huo Qingyi to follow him into the room.

As soon as he saw the room, Su Yixing took out a bottle of chilblain ointment from the cabinet and sat at the table. At the same time, he glanced at the round stool next to him. Huo Qingyi immediately understood, walked over and sat down.

Su Yixing took one of Huo Qingyi's hands and got some frostbite ointment from the bottle and applied it on Huo Qingyi. Huo Qingyi had long been accustomed to Su Yixing's touch, and this was not the first time Su Yixing applied it to her. Although she was very curious as to why Su Yixing, the master, was so kind to her subordinate, she still said nothing and just allowed Su Yixing to apply ointment to her frostbite in an extremely obedient manner.

"How did you eat the New Year's Eve dinner?" Su Yixing suddenly asked.

Huo Qingyi immediately replied: "Eating with other disciples."

"Is it lively?"

"lively."

"Then do you prefer to celebrate the New Year at my house? Or in this building?"

"this"

"Why are you hesitating? Just tell me." Su Yixing's tone seemed a little unhappy.