Song Qingci's courage didn't even last her enough to go out.
As soon as she reached the door and saw Mr. Fu Sanye's door, she came back dejectedly: "No, no, I'm too reckless."
Feng Xun: "Miss, you've already laid the groundwork so far, how can you still regret it?"
Just be straightforward.
She felt that Mr. Fu San would never reject his own girl.
"No, I don't regret it. Isn't it that the Third Master hasn't come back yet? I'll think about it again."
Don't make it awkward for everyone, after all, she doesn't know when she can leave.
Every time I thought I could leave, I would be hit hard.
If she had been more shameless, she would have been unable to stay here by now.
Go or not?
What to say and how to say it?
Song Qingci paced back and forth in the room, his mind in a mess.
It’s not that I don’t have time to think about it, but that I simply don’t know what to do, so it becomes a waste of time.
Feng Xun shook his head when he saw this: "Miss, when you advised me to take the initiative with Dongzi, it was not like this."
"You don't need me to go, I can do it with just my mouth."
"Okay, then you can think about it slowly. I'll go to the kitchen to pick some vegetables."
After Feng Xun went out, Jin Yue and a few girls came.
Song Qingci simply gave in and took the girls to play shuttlecock in the yard.
"Give it to me, Jin Yue, kick it to me."
When Mr. Fu San came back, he could hear Song Qingci's clear laughter from afar.
He stopped.
The little girl went to see him today, of course, she might also have gone there to watch the fun.
He couldn't help but look at her, then regretted it.
He has always been a decisive person. Once he makes a decision, he will not drag his feet.
But when it came to the little girl, he seemed to have lost the self-discipline that he was proud of.
But she is so beautiful...
Mr. Fu San thought about it, turned around and went out again.
He was already in too deep and couldn't continue to indulge himself like that.
He can bear the consequences himself. After all, his life has hit rock bottom and he has nothing to fear losing.
But Song Qingci is so smart and delicate. If she knew what I was thinking, how would she deal with it?
Mr. Fu San thought that he should not and could not harm her, so he chose to retreat.
Mr. Fu San went to the warehouse.
During dinner, Song Qingci confidently followed Feng Xun and said, "It's not that I didn't go looking for the Third Master, it's that he never came back."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Pekingese started barking happily.
Hearing the sound, the master and servant knew that it was Master Fu San who had returned.
"You're not back yet?" Feng Xun raised his eyebrows. "Think of another excuse."
"I'm not making excuses!" Song Qingci was provoked by her, stood up and walked out, "I'll go right away!"
She walked to the door and hesitated again. Turning around, she saw Feng Xun with an expression that said, "I knew it would be like this." Song Qingci gritted her teeth and said, "Third Master!"
She's here!
What is there to be afraid of saying?
She was leaving anyway.
"Huh?" Mr. Fu San, who was squatting on the ground holding a Pekingese, was obviously a little surprised and looked up at Song Qingci.
The lanterns in the corridor swayed in the wind. A tall man, wearing a crane cloak, returned home coldly, as if he had just returned from the battlefield, cold and hard after the fight.
But at this moment, he was squatting there, holding the dog, his hard brows softened, looking up at himself, a smile on his lips...
At this moment, Song Qingci heard the sound of his own heart pounding.
Then she forgot what she was going to say and her mouth hung slightly open like a fool.
"After eating, do you want to go out for a walk?" asked Mr. Fu San.
Song Qingci nodded repeatedly.
The Third Master is such a good man that he even thought of a reason for her.
But Feng Xun's crisp voice came from the room: "No, Third Master, my daughter has something to tell you. She has been waiting for you all day!"
Song Qingci wanted to sew her mouth shut.
"Looking for me?" Master Fu stood up straight and said as he untied his crane cloak, "Come in and talk."
He started taking off his clothes!
Song Qingci looked at his back and immediately imagined his back with clear lines and bulging muscles.
It's over, it's over. She inherited her mother's lustfulness.
Song Qingci's face was burning with anger. He lowered his head and followed Mr. Fu Sanye in step by step.
"Go ahead."
Mr. Fu San casually draped the crane cloak on the screen, lit a candle, and poured himself a cup of tea.
Song Qingci said in a cowardly manner, "I'll go get Third Master a cup of hot tea."
"No need. What do you want from me? Tell me." Mr. Fu San raised his head and drank the cold tea in one gulp.
Looking at his slightly moving Adam's apple, Song Qingci's face turned even redder.
It was because the night was too ambiguous that she started dreaming.
"It's like this," she stared down at the hem of her skirt, afraid that Mr. Fu would see through her "pervert" nature. "It's just that there are more and more people on the mountain recently, and they say all kinds of things..."
"What?" Mr. Fu San's voice was low, but with an irresistible magnetism.
Song Qingci almost suspected that Feng Xun had drugged her dinner, otherwise why would she always go astray now?
"Nothing..." Song Qingci said hesitantly, "I might just leave soon."
"Um."
Song Qingci twisted his fingers nervously.
From Mr. Fu San's perspective, he could see her earlobes, which were completely red, small, and seemed soft.
Why is the little girl shy?
She couldn't be here to confess her feelings to me.
That won't work.
But Mr. Fu San was out of control and did not change the subject immediately, but waited for her next words.
"Also, there are a lot of people on the mountain now," Song Qingci mustered up his courage and spoke more fluently, "There are so many people and so many things to say. I, I heard someone was making up stories about me and Third Master... I'm leaving soon, so it doesn't matter. But Third Master, you..."
"I don't mind."
Unexpectedly, she came to distance herself from the matter.
Although this was what he expected, Mr. Fu San still couldn't help but blurt out the words.
After the words came out, both of them were stunned.
Mr. Fu Sanye regretted losing control, but Song Qingci was surprised by his attempt to keep him.
Doesn't he dislike himself?
He must be unhappy to be tied together with someone he doesn't like.
Song Qingci couldn't figure it out, so she stopped thinking about it, because with her IQ, she was afraid she would only get the wrong idea.
——The Third Master’s heart is as deep as the sea, and she can’t understand it at all.
Song Qingci expressed his thoughts according to what he had thought over and over before coming here.
"Third Master, rumors hurt others and are always bad for you. Besides, not all of these people are Huaishan's people..."
The team is too big and difficult to lead.
It's not good to draw undue attention to his private affairs.
And she is a divorced woman.
She doesn't care, but eventually someone will use this to criticize the people around her.
"Are you leaving?" Mr. Fu San suddenly asked, "When are you leaving?"
Song Qingci: "...It should be soon."
Thanks to her unreliable mother, she always gets slapped in the face.
In order to prove that he was really leaving this time, Song Qingci hurriedly explained: "This time my sister sent someone to pick me up, and they should be here soon."
My sister is the most reliable person in the world.
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