Male God, a Little Su

"Little son? We meet again."

After a moment of astonishment, Su Yan smiled brightly at the person who came and spoke.

The young man's ears were slightly red, but there was a surprise in his clear eyes, "What a coincidence."

Su Daqiang looked at Wen Yanqing, and then at Su Yan. I couldn't help swallowing saliva, and I didn't dare to think about the two of them together.

"Little girl, do you want to go with me?"

At first glance, the young man looked like a son of an aristocratic family, from the point of view of dress and bearing, he was all refined. Su Daqiang wiped his hand on his trousers several times, and didn't dare to look up at him at all.

It seems to be blasphemous to look at it one more time.

"Brother Su, go back first, I--" Su Yan paused, smiled suddenly, looked at Wen Yanqing and chuckled, "I have something to say to my old friend."

old friend-

Wen Yanqing's eyes trembled, and he paced to Su Yan's side.

The fingers under the wide sleeves were pinched, and the pale lips were opened and closed again helplessly.

he……

Don't know how to speak.

When I was at a loss, I listened to the girl beside me, and asked slowly with a unique tone and a smile, "This is the second time we have met, I still don't know the name of the young master, I wonder if I am honored to know? "

The woman's tone was more of a joke.

Young Master Wen, who has always been calm in the face of trouble, suddenly became nervous. He squeezed his sleeves, tried to suppress every tremolo in his voice, and opened his lips: "My name is Wen Yanqing—"

"Wen, Yan, Qing?"

The words swirled around the woman's lips and then spit it out gently.

Wen Yanqing's heart trembled.

I never knew that her name, which came out of her mouth, would sound so nice.

"Then, what about you?"

Seeing that she didn't introduce herself, Wen Yanqing opened her mouth cautiously, fearing that she would feel abrupt, "If, if it's inconvenient, then even—"

"Su Yan."

Su Yan interrupted him, thinking to himself, why does this little boy look so timid? In the midst of the crowd, she lowered her eyes slightly, looked at the teenager, and smiled earnestly, "Remember, my name is Su Yan."

"A hazy rain of smoke?"

"No, it's Rouge's Rouge." Su Yan tilted her head and looked at him quietly.

In the end, Wen Yanqing was not low, and hastily looked away.

He lowered his head and stared at his feet. He was not good at words, and now the atmosphere has frozen.

Wen Yanqing was secretly annoyed.

Suddenly, a bunch of candied haws were handed to him, and Wen Yanqing took it tentatively.

"For me?"

"Yeah," Su Yan smiled brightly, "little son, laugh more, he looks so handsome, how good does he look when he smiles?"

Her tone was frivolous, not like those soft-spoken women Wen Yanqing had seen.

boom--

Wen Yanqing squeezed the bamboo stick of the candied haws tightly, the hot feeling spread all the way from cheek to neck, like cooked shrimp.

"A man can't be described as good-looking!" He emphasized seriously, "You are better-looking."

This little boy-

It's such a cute way of expressing dissatisfaction.

"Pfft..."

Su Yan smiled and rolled her eyes, pointed to her face mockingly, tilted her head and asked, "My little son, are you sure you're not laughing at me?"

As a modern person, Su Rou doesn't think that dark skin is not good-looking. A while ago, she was obsessed with tanning, and went to country M to get tanned all over her body.

However, in this dynasty, black is equal to ugly——

"I do not have!"

Wen Yanqing thought she was angry, and quickly explained, "I really think you are beautiful, really!"