He was in a good mood and even raised his lips and smiled happily. He smiled at Ling Ziliang with a rare smile. Ling Ziliang was stunned when he saw this smile, and he had no idea why she stopped singing.

The girl bowed slightly, and the one holding the pipa behind her also bowed, and then turned around and left. The girl raised her head and looked at the three of them. Ling Zhexiao first closed her eyes and admired her, but later the voice stopped and opened her.

I turned my eyes and saw that the two people there seemed to be talking.

The girl on the stage stared at the three people. Ling Zhexiao put his hand beside his mouth to cough: "Cough cough." The two people there came to their senses when they heard the cough, and then looked away.

Looking around, Ling Ziliang continued to ate pastries.

Ling Zhexiao saw that they didn't say anything for a long time and had to speak by themselves. She smiled slightly at the girl. But she knew that the smiling girl was a little in love. Ling Zhexiao said softly: "The girl's voice is very nice, like a yellow oriole coming out of the valley, her ears are filled with her lingering sounds.

.”

The girl looked at Ling Zhexiao's smile and shook her mind, then said, "Thank you for your praise. I'm sorry, I dare not take it. I don't know the name of your son?"

Ling Zhexiao did not speak, but turned around and asked Ling Ziliang: "Brother Ziliang, what do you think of this girl?"

Ling Ziliang was eating snacks all over his mouth. Because the snacks all over his mouth were difficult to speak, he shook his head without thinking, and it was difficult to speak. So he took a sip of tea and swallowed the snacks in his mouth, and then spoke:

"I really don't understand what this girl is singing."

Ling Zhexiao really didn't know what to say, after all, this was the last girl, so he smiled at the girl again: "Miss, I laughed at me, this is my younger brother. I asked the girl to come here today to help me.

Talk to the girl.”

But before Ling Zhexiao finished speaking, she was interrupted by the girl: "Your Mai Wuxin interrupted the young master, but if you think I may be inappropriate to this young master, please forgive me for being rude, I don't know, you have it.

No marriage.”

Ling Zhexiao clearly knew what the girl was thinking, so he spoke: "I already have someone I love."

The girl's eyes were a little tears, so she left gracefully, and she muttered: "But you already have a beautiful woman in your heart. If you are late, you will leave." Then she left, her back was very harmful.

After this trouble, the sun was about to set west, and the red sun was still left, slowly setting to the west. Seeing that it was getting late, Ling Zhexiao ordered people to pack up their things and prepare for the carriage to return.

city.

While Ling Zhexiao was busy with these things, Ling Ziliang turned around and spit out all the pastries in his mouth, then put something in his sleeve. Meng Xian handed over the handkerchief he had just put on the table, and then spoke:

I knew you were pretending just now. I knew that you didn’t have that much appetite for food, and you didn’t like pastries very much, so why bother.”

After Ling Ziliang wiped his mouth clean, he rinsed his mouth with tea, which was refreshing. Then he stood up and walked towards the big tree. He stroked the big tree. Meng Xian followed quickly, and then Ling Ziliang said: "Meng."

Xian, I actually don’t like any of these girls. No matter whether they are ladies or graceful, or proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."

"Then you..." Meng Xian asked in confusion.
Chapter completed!