Seeing that Chi Musheng's brows were furrowed and he looked like he was about to get angry, Tu Shan Rongrong put a finger to her lips and said softly.
"No, be stern with Rongrong, or she'll cry!"
This move completely baffled Chi Musheng. No, we mean, a three-hundred-year-old fox, the third young lady of Tushan, crying at the drop of a hat, does that fit your character?
"Rongrong, what I meant was, there's my saliva on it."
Tu Shan Rongrong smiled with her eyes crinkling, pouting her little lips.
"It's okay, they don't mind."
For Chi Musheng's sake, she didn't sleep a wink last night. She went to Sister Yuling's place and asked for a lot of study materials to cram, such as the eighteen ways to flirt with men and the thirty-six ways to act cute, etc.
After a night of enlightenment, Tu Shan Rongrong is now terrifyingly strong, and she is determined to win back Chi Musheng's heart.
Chi Musheng spoke in a very serious tone.
"Men and women should not touch each other; how can such a thing be allowed?"
This little fox doesn't know this is an indirect kiss. You don't mind, and he even... well, actually he doesn't mind either.
Tu Shan Rongrong cupped her face in her hands and looked at Chi Musheng with a smile.
"I thought men and women shouldn't touch each other. I thought Brother Musheng was looking down on her, but last night Rongrong sat on Brother Musheng's lap eating sweet potatoes. Doesn't that count as men and women not touching each other?"
First, she used a sneaky maneuver, then she unleashed a devastating attack. How are you going to respond, her angry boy? You're the one who provoked her first.
Chi Musheng could only pretend to be stupid and eat the steamed buns.
"Oh, let's eat steamed buns! These steamed buns are so delicious, they'll fill you up and keep you from getting hungry!"
He was inwardly groaning. How could this little fox go from Silver to King so early in the morning? His tea ceremony skills were so superb that he couldn't catch them at all; no matter how he tried, he would die.
First, she called him "Brother Mu Sheng" to make him lose himself, then she attacked him like a madman, each attack more intense than the last.
He could say he was disgusted, or he could say he wasn't, in which case they would share a bowl of porridge. Besides, if he said it was okay last night, Tu Shan Rongrong could directly confront him; if he said it wasn't okay, Tu Shan Rongrong would have a legitimate reason to sit on his lap and wait to be fed.
Tu Shan Rongrong smiled gently, tilting her head slightly as she spoke in a soft tone.
"Brother Musheng, you care about Rongrong so much, I'm so touched."
The girl's shallow dimples were incredibly cute, and the light in her eyes revealed her admiration for the person she liked, as if she were being coquettish or smiling.
Chi Musheng was dumbfounded. The bun she was eating almost got stuck in her throat. "Just eat properly. What are you doing? You can't just use money, can you? You have to use a seductive trick instead?"
"Rongrong, what's on your mind? Just say it, okay?"
Having lived for twenty years, this was the first time he had encountered a cunning fox. He had at most drunk green tea before, but had never seen one before. Now that he had seen her, he didn't know if it was because Tu Shan Rongrong's skills were too profound or his willpower was too weak, but he was unable to resist for a moment and almost had his Dao heart collapse.
Tu Shan Rongrong looked like she hadn't had enough fun and immediately said pitifully.
"Brother Musheng, you're so mean! Did someone make you angry? If so, Rongrong will apologize to you, okay?"
Brother Musheng, how much longer can you hold on? Don't you really understand what others want to do?
Uncle Ze hid in the house, covering his mouth, with an uncontrollable smile on his face, his fists pounding his thighs, afraid of bursting into laughter.
That brat has already trained the Third Miss to this extent, and he still says he hasn't won her over. If we hadn't met today, he would still be completely in the dark.
Helpless, Chi Musheng could only speak in a serious tone.
"I'm not going to tell you, I'm going to eat."
He really couldn't handle this scheming little fox. Of course, it wasn't that he had no way out; if he could beat her, he could just pin her to the ground and beat her up. But the problem was, he couldn't beat her.
Seeing that Chi Musheng had given up, Tu Shan Rongrong said helplessly.
"Okay, Rongrong wants Brother Musheng to feed her."
Chi Musheng was ashamed. You probably want him to die the next day. It was in the office before, so it was fine if no demons saw him. Although demons are rare on the streets now, they are not non-existent.
"Stop messing around, do you think this is appropriate in the street?"
Tu Shan Rongrong said regretfully, settling for second best.
"Then I'll play the zither for Rongrong."
Chi Musheng hesitated. On one hand, he was afraid of refusing and what kind of trouble Tu Shan Rongrong would cause. On the other hand, he did have to go to the music hall later.
Tu Shan Rongrong smiled and decided to add fuel to the fire, sitting down next to Chi Musheng and speaking softly.
"Brother Musheng, if you reject Rongrong again, she will be heartbroken."
Um?
A big question mark appeared above Chi Musheng's head. Are you sure you're giving him a choice, or forcing him to choose one directly?
Okay, I promise.
He lowered his head and ate his steamed bun, deciding not to speak to Tu Shan Rongrong until he finished eating; she was too much of a troublemaker.
Tu Shan Rongrong whispered close to Chi Musheng's ear.
"Brother Mu Sheng is so nice, I like you the most."
She wasn't lying, you really are great, that's why she doesn't want to let go, Chi Musheng.
"Okay," Chi Musheng said, a bitter smile playing on his lips as he ate his steamed bun.
That's just what you see. When you see the truth someday, it won't be like that anymore.
After finishing their meal, the two went to the music hall. As soon as they entered, Tu Shan Rongrong locked the door from the inside.
"Rongrong, why are you closing the door?"
Chi Musheng wondered, "This little fox, could she be planning something in the music hall?"
No, based on her understanding of Tu Shan Rongrong, that shouldn't be the case.
Tu Shan Rongrong walked to the first row of audience seats and slowly sat down.
"He only wants you to play this song for Rongrong alone."
Chi Musheng sat upright on the stage and shook his head.
"Rongrong, you're being a bit too domineering. I opened the music studio not just to make money, but also for the person who taught me to play the zither, and for the music skills that I want to share with everyone."
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