At this time, Zhao Rong didn't realize this, but shook his head and said: "I brought her here. By the way, do you still remember the letter you asked Mr. Yan to send me when I was in Taiqing Mansion? I was so surprised by this little

The girl found out..."

Zhao Rong briefly talked about the ins and outs of what happened next to the bookshelf in the morning. After a pause, he apologized:

"Zhu Yourong, please explain it to me and this stupid girl later. I don't know how she pulled it out from the corner. I had forgotten about this letter before and just tucked it into a book..."

Zhu Yourong listened for a while, then put down his pen and looked at him, nodding calmly, "Oh, you stuffed my letter casually, but today the little lady at home finally discovered it."

She paused and said calmly: "That's it."

The consciousness that Zhao Rong developed during Qingjun's childhood told him:

Danger?

"It's not... that..." he explained subconsciously, "I'm used to stuffing letters from friends into books..."

"Okay, I understand, I'll handle it." Zhu Yourong interrupted.

Zhao Rong sighed, closed his mouth in embarrassment, scratched his head, "Thank you."

Zhu Yourong chuckled and said: "You said this little fox girl is a coward, but what about your wife who is the most outstanding in Taiqing Mansion? She probably won't be a coward to me, the academy gentleman. The little lady is not

Go tell her and join her?"

Zhu Yourong had long known about Zhao Rong's identity as his adopted son-in-law. Zhao Rong had told her frankly when they first met, and Zhu Yourong would often tease him about his wife.

Hearing this, Zhao Rong smiled and did not answer, not wanting to explain too much about things that Qingjun and Xiaoxiao didn't know about each other.

However, Zhu Yourong smiled, and the smile gradually disappeared.

The young Confucian scholar still smiled.

But the woman in Confucian robes slightly narrowed her eyes and looked at him, her eyes somewhat scrutinizing...

The two of them have an extraordinary tacit understanding, and they also have a good understanding of each other, and some things are like knowing each other.

Especially Zhu Yourong Huizhilanxin, how can she be an ordinary woman.

Zhao Rong also noticed this and was a little helpless. Why are they all so smart?

He looked away slightly, wanting to speak.

Zhu Yourong looked at Zhao Rong with a half-smile, then suddenly glanced at one of his hands and said, "Okay, I'll explain it to you now."

Zhao Rong was about to turn around and say thank you, but the next second, Zhu Yourong suddenly reached out and did something that stunned Zhao Rong...

In the distant pavilion, Su Xiaoxiao was peeking again. When Jingzi next to him saw this, he was patting his chest and saying something:

"You are a little fox demon. If you dare to like this guy, you will be bullied to death. But it's okay now. Okay, don't worry so much. My husband is not what you think. Don't worry."

However, the next second, the two girls saw almost simultaneously in the flower garden, the woman in Confucian shirt suddenly stretched out her hand and took the right hand of the young Confucian scholar next to her.

Su Xiaoxiao froze on the spot.

A girl in blue is patting her breasts:w(Д)w
Chapter completed!