Although Song Rong is intelligent, she has never met Duan Liufeng for two generations. She has some shameless CHILDES in her romantic life. What about Duan Liufeng? I've been crawling and rolling in the pile of women for a long time. What kind of women to deal with and what tricks to use have long been a treasure.

On this, Song Rong naturally can't fight Duan Liufeng! It's also normal to get around it unknowingly.

At the moment, Song Rong is saying that she likes it, but not that she doesn't like it. She feels like she wants to cover it up.

Song Hui, sitting next to Song Rong, looked at this scene and was even more annoyed! She has always liked Duan Liufeng. On this table, Zheng Jinyan and Chu Yunqing can compete with Duan Liufeng.

Zheng Jinyan is not restrained in his speech and smile. He is very boring. As for Chu Yunqing, although he is outstanding, he sits there like a dead man. Who wants to make friends with such a person?

At the moment, in Song Hui's heart, she has divided the people. At this time, her favorite is Duan Liufeng.

She clenched her lips and said, "don't be funny, childe Duan. My sister is still young. How can she know what she likes or dislikes? But if you're serious, where can a girl not appreciate you!"

Song Hui's expression of affection for Duan Liufeng is faint. If you are not stupid, you can hear it when you taste it carefully.

Song Rongmei's eyes opened with a smile. It's really good that Song Hui can speak at this time. No matter what idea Song Hui has in mind, she has solved her siege now.

"Let's eat quickly. The food will be cold soon." Song Rong greeted with a smile, just like a master.

In the past, such things were done by Song Hui. Now Song Rong has pushed them over, and a haze flashed in her eyes.

When eating, it was quiet and nothing happened. Chu Yunqing didn't move his chopsticks until he picked up a few snacks next to him. Song Rong thought about it and wanted to know that Chu Yunqing was probably not used to eating with these people.

Everyone knows a lot about Chu Yunqing. They are still very happy that Chu Yunqing doesn't have dinner with them. What if they eat the dishes on a plate and get sick?

After dinner, the people chatted. Chu Yunqing left silently. Waiting for Chu Yunqing to leave for a while, Song Rong pleaded guilty to the people and said he was going out.

As we all know, Song Rong is extremely busy today and doesn't force her to stay, especially some girls. Isn't Song Rong trying to steal their limelight here? Now that Song Rong is gone, they can't wait.

The happiest thing is Song Hui. When Song Rong got up, she specially said, "sister Rong, you'll be busy first. I'll treat you well."

Song Rong doesn't pay attention to Song Hui. She knows that Song Hui is angry today, but she knows better that Song Hui won't make trouble even if she is angry today. At least she won't make trouble in front of everyone. After all, she still wants face.

Song Rong is also assured that Song Hui is expected to perform well at this time and will certainly entertain everyone.

After she went out, she ordered Qingtao to go to the dining room and get the food. Then she took the food box and ran to Chu Yunqing's house.

Chu Yunqing was sitting at the table at this time, looking at the two plum blossoms.

When Song Rong knocked at the door, he came back and said, "come in."

Song Rong just came in. She moved Han Mei, then opened the food box and put out the same things inside. There are only five kinds, which is more inconvenient.

There are two sets of bowls and chopsticks inside. Song Rong said with a smile, "I haven't had enough just now. If childe Chu doesn't dislike it, please use some food with me."

Chu Yun tilted her head up. In her eyes, there was a kind of sadness she had never seen before. Did she come to deliver food to him? I'm afraid he's embarrassed to eat, so I said, let him accompany me?

Chu Yunqing suddenly had such an idea in his heart, but he looked at Song Rong's face as usual, and there was some loss in his heart. Maybe he thought more.

Chu Yunqing finally picked up the dishes and chopsticks and had dinner with Song Rong.

He seldom eats with others. Song Rong is the only one who can let him sit down and eat quietly without worrying too much.

The meal was only half eaten. Qingtao knocked at the door: "Miss, miss!"

In the voice of Qingtao, with some anxiety, Song Rong said, "Qingtao, come in."

When Qingtao came in, he didn't care about saluting and said directly, "Miss, it's bad!"

Hearing Qingtao say this, Song Rong's heart is also an inspiration. Didn't he look at it for such a while? What kind of moth did the people in the big room make? She hurriedly said, "it's easy to say what's going on."

"There's an accident with Childe Fengyi! The fifth uncle went to find childe Fengyi!" Qingtao was very worried and forgot that there were people around here, so he said it directly.

As soon as Song Rong heard this, her face suddenly changed. She even forgot about it!

Zhu Herong also came today. Isn't he sure to meet Fengyi? But Zhu Herong is too free and rampant. Just fooling around outside, but this is the song house!

Song Rong rushed out without thinking about anything.

Seeing this, Qingtao quickly reached out and took the cloak hanging in the room and said to Song Rong, "Miss, put on your cloak and don't get cold!"

The master and servant went out, leaving Chu Yun alone. He looked at the delicacies on the table and picked up a lotus root silk with his chopsticks. When he ate it, it was tasteless. He put down his chopsticks and looked at the red plum in a trance. He hadn't moved for a long time.

Fengyi, Fengyi, Fengyi... The name was recalled again and again in his mind.

Who the hell is this? Can you make her so eager?

Chu Yun stretched out his hand and covered his chest. It was empty. He felt that it was more uncomfortable than when he dreamed back at midnight and woke up cold.

Besides, Song Rong has rushed to settle in the courtyard of Fengyi and others. In order to meet the occasion, the courtyard has just changed its name to Ruixue courtyard.

When Song Rong arrived at the gate of the yard, she suddenly stopped, took her cloak from the green peach, tied it carefully, sorted out her clothes, and then went inside.

These people are eating in the house now. There is no one in the yard.

Song Rong took a look and ran to one of the rooms. In the room, Feng Yi's voice with hidden anger was coming out. Fortunately, there were no birds and insects in this winter. It was very quiet. Song Rong could hear the sound faintly.