The Group Pet Sister Became the Petite Bag of the Powerful Minister

Song Yao clutched the handkerchief, and was about to gently remind his sister not to look good.

There was a commotion in front of him, and Duan Ziqi came in neatly dressed, waving a folding fan.

He was a Jinshi at a young age, and he was born handsome, so talented and beautiful, some girls around him all stared at him infatuatedly.

"Yaoyao." Duan Ziqi came to Song Yao, but glanced at Song Zhaona several times from the corner of his eye.

Song Yao's expression was flat, "Master Duan, the date of our marriage has not been fixed, it will cause gossip, you should call me Miss Song."

After Song Zhao's reminder last night, Song Yao is now full of doubts and scrutiny when watching Duan Ziqi, and lacks the appreciation he first saw.

Duan Ziqi's heart skipped a beat.

Yesterday Song Yao was still full of tenderness and looked very good, how could he be so indifferent?

In his mother's plan, he must impress Song Yao today, so that Song Yao will be devoted to him.

"Miss Song said it was I, Meng Lang." Duan Ziqi suppressed his doubts, with a gentle and jade-like appearance, "When I came here, I saw a peony flower blooming very well. Enjoy it with me?"

Perhaps only when the two of them are alone can he show his charm.

Everyone knows that Song Yao and Duan Ziqi will determine their wedding date tomorrow night, so it is natural to take advantage of today to cultivate their relationship.

Duan Ziqi's proposal is very reasonable.

Song Yao had no reason to refuse and could only nod.

"I like peonies the most. I'll go with you." Song Zhao said innocently, holding his sister's arm.

Duan Ziqi's eyes darkened.

Yesterday Song Zhao interrupted him several times, and today he came again, could it be that he was deliberately against him?

"What's the matter, Mr. Duan, don't you welcome me?" Song Zhao's tender voice revealed a bit of grievance.

If Duan Ziqi really doesn't let her go, it will make people feel that the Duan family has no grace.

In the distance, Si Yu has been watching Song Zhao's every move.

Seeing this scene, the boy's brows and eyes suddenly turned cruel.

The little girl is so proactive in leaning on Duan Ziqi, it's just... not reserved at all!

"Where, we will be a family soon, how could I not welcome Miss Song Er." Duan Ziqi suppressed his displeasure, with a gentle smile, "Let's go to enjoy the flowers together."

He walked beside Song Yao, paying attention to Song Yao's skirt dragging to the ground, and quietly wanted to step on the tip of his shoe.

As long as Song Yao falls, he can take the opportunity to hug her.

With a skin-to-skin relationship under the eyes of everyone, Song Yao will definitely be devoted to him.

Thinking in this way, the corner of Duan Ziqi's mouth slightly curved into an evil curve.

However, just as he was about to step on it, Duan Ziqi's knees suddenly numb, his whole body trembled, and he fell to the ground with a plop, falling on his back.

Song Zhao quickly pulled Song Yao aside with a sharp eye, and burst out laughing, "Master Duan, are you alright?"

Fortunately, she moved quickly and hit the numb point on Duan Ziqi's knee with a stone.

Duan Ziqi was stunned and couldn't react for a while.

The movement of his fall was really indecent, and there were faint laughter from all around.

Song Yao looked at Duan Ziqi without a word, it was so useless for such a big man to fall while walking.

Inexplicably, more than half of her affection for him was gone.

Duan Ziqi's face was as gloomy as water after losing such an adult, he quickly patted his cuffs and stood up, pretending that nothing had happened, "It's okay, I'll go change my clothes first."

Song Zhao smirked and bit Song Yao's ear, "Sister, look, Duan Ziqi's limbs are not coordinated, and there may be signs of disability."

Song Yao's expression became even more indescribable.

Although I know my sister is exaggerating, but the sense of substitution is too strong, and I feel that Duan Ziqi is already disabled.

After a while, Duan Ziqi came back again. In order to save face, he said loudly, "Miss Song, I learned a new poem yesterday, and I think it suits you very well."

Jinshi is about to show off his talents, and many people gather around to listen.

Song Yao was a little interested.

Duan Ziqi saw that the momentum was coming, so he shook his head and spoke, his voice was clear and meaningful,

"The coquettish beauty of a beautiful woman is alluring because of her desire for favor."

Most of the people around are educated, and you can tell that this is a sentence to praise a beauty.

It's just that they didn't read as many books as Duan Ziqi, and it was the first time they heard such exquisite poems.

Many girls were amazed.

"Good poetry, good poetry!"

"Master Duan is really talented!"

"It's Miss Song's blessing to be able to marry Mr. Duan."

"The graceful beauty, the tenderness of tenderness." Song Zhao took the next paragraph, showing a surprised expression, "This is Zhang Hua's Yonghuai Fu, which was written to commemorate his deceased wife. My sister is still standing Here, Mr. Duan is cursing my sister, right?"