"Today, today is your birthday," Kong Wenjie stammered. For a moment, he felt ashamed and guilty. He didn't dare to look at Fang Chengyin's face. He kept rubbing the whip in his hand. After a long time, he whispered, "I... I don't know."
"Then what do you know?!" Fang Chengyin was immediately furious. "You only know how to buy pearl flowers for other girls! She doesn't care about you, but you are sick and can't get up. You almost turned into a butterfly for her!"
As soon as these words came out, both of them were stunned. After returning from Changbai Mountain, they were different from before. Although they knew that they had a different weight in each other's hearts, they had never broken the window paper. Of course, this was Kong Wenjie's fault. He had never been good at expressing himself. This was the first time in his life that he liked a girl so ardently. He was excited and timid. He wanted to confess to Fang Chengyin several times. But when it came to the critical moment, he just couldn't say it. He felt that he was really useless. He was afraid that Fang Chengyin would laugh at him, so he was even more afraid. Just when he was anxious and angry, a Mr. Fu suddenly came. For several days in a row, Fang Chengyin accompanied him, both climbing mountains and rafting. Today, the two of them had dinner alone for more than an hour. He was so anxious in the lobby that his hair was about to smoke. Then they came down slowly. They were not even leaving yet, and then the two of them got along well again. Let's go play polo tomorrow!
Kong Wenjie tried hard to suppress his anger and didn't whip the handsome pretty boy with the whip.
But at this time, Kong Wenjie, who was originally furious, became timid again when he saw the girl's angry face.
"I...didn't I not send her off?" Kong Wenjie stuttered, not having any confidence at all.
"Yeah, it's a good thing I didn't give it away! Otherwise, what would I have to do?" Fang Chengyin stared at him, exhaled deeply, and glared at Kong Wenjie, "By the way, Kong Wenjie, I've always been curious, what would have happened if you had given the pearl flower away?"
"I haven't thought about it." Kong Wenjie whispered, still looking droopy.
He really had never thought about it. This man who had grown up in the Imperial Guards had a very old-fashioned mind and never thought about if or maybe. What had passed was past. He had no regrets and no assumptions. His eyes could only see the people in front of him, and his heart would only be for the people in front of him.
"It's useless to think about it. I have high standards and would not look down on a mere guard like you." Fang Chengyin was most annoyed by his listless look and could not help but rolling her eyes at him again.
"Then..." Kong Wenjie took a breath, swallowed nervously, and asked in a low voice, "Then do you have high standards?"
"I..." Fang Chengyin wanted to continue to insult him, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she was stunned. She stared at the horse that was shaking its tail slowly. After a while, she looked at Kong Wenjie silently, "What did you say just now?"
"I'm talking to you...do you have high standards?" It wasn't easy for Kong Wenjie to open his mouth, but he asked it in the end.
"I have high standards," Fang Chengyin suddenly raised her head high, looking arrogant, but she couldn't suppress the smile in her eyes. She glanced at Kong Wenjie, then quickly looked away, saying loudly, "I don't like ordinary people."
"Then what kind of person can you like?" Kong Wenjie looked at the excitement and shyness that the girl couldn't hide on her face. His heart, which was originally extremely nervous, calmed down at this time. He felt a little soft and a little sweet. He whipped his legs lightly with the whip. When he spoke again, he also smiled, "Tell me quickly and I will give you some advice."
"That's a must..." Fang Chengyin had been trying not to laugh, her cheeks were so sore that she couldn't stand it anymore. At this moment, she finally held back a little, "You must know how to cook."
"I actually know someone who can cook," Kong Wenjie's mouth was almost grinning to his ears. As he said this, he quietly moved towards Fang Chengyin, "The young man makes a particularly good pork bone soup."
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