Quick wear: She is the heartthrob

Chapter 302 66. Borrowing an Orphan
He really tried his best. Gong Furuo was pleased by his appearance. She just pursed her lips and smiled softly. Shen Tinglan was stunned for a moment. At that moment, he looked at her and smiled slightly in her ear. Shaking the pendant, Shen Tinglan suddenly felt that she was like a ball of fire, and he was like a moth that was deeply attracted and unable to extricate himself. He ran towards her without hesitation with a slim hope that was almost nil.

When he came to his senses, he frowned unconsciously.

Shen Tinglan felt in his heart that such a metaphor was too unlucky. He didn't know how he came up with such an idea, so he resisted and thought about it deeply.

Autumn is approaching, and at this time, Gong Furuo is always a little tired. When she squints her eyes, her eyes are filled with tiredness unconsciously. This is just to relax, there is no need to embarrass herself, Gong Furuo is Stop talking.

Gong Furuo: "Young Master Shen is very talented in literature and knows astronomy and geography. It's just an unlucky day. I still have some things to do, so I left here."
Shen Tinglan took her slightly tired look into his eyes, and did not bother much. Instead, he felt sorry for her tired look. He nodded naturally and held her hands. It was rare for a wild and reckless young general who grew up in the frontier where the loess was sweeping to have him. The most despised is the pretentious literati elegance.

Shen Tinglan: "Miss Gong, walk slowly."
Shen Tinglan: "We..."
Her back was very slender and tall, and she walked slowly with a sense of alienation from thousands of miles away. Shen Tinglan felt that she was too far away, as if she could never be caught.

The extremely confident young general began to worry about gains and losses early when the situation was not yet clear.

Shen Tinglan: "We..." Can we still meet?
This was ridiculous. If they hadn't met "by chance", they were just exchanging polite greetings. The man and the woman met for a private meeting. Gong Furuo turned to look at him and didn't respond. His silent eyes were as pure as sea water.

He had already boarded the carriage. From the beginning to the end, she never looked back at him. Instead, the smart-looking girl in a blue skirt beside her quietly lifted the curtain and glared at him.

Shen Tinglan didn't expect it, so she was puzzled. She really didn't understand how she could offend that girl. Shen Yang looked into her eyes and frowned displeased.

Shen Yang: "What's going on with that girl?"
Shen Tinglan rubbed his smooth chin and looked at him.

Shen Tinglan: "Who knows? Just don't gossip about me in front of Ruo'er to make her disgusted."
Shen Yang was silent for a moment, only feeling that his young master's seemingly uncaring words were full of humiliation, and he became more and more dissatisfied with the girl.

Lan Ling sat on Gululu's carriage and carefully looked at Gong Fuluo's face with rare discernment. Seeing that her face was calm and not shy at all like a young girl in Huaichun, she quietly patted her chest with relief.

Gong Furuo was disturbed by this movement, and opened his half-closed eyes, revealing a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, as if they were a sea full of stars, glittering with starlight.

Gong Furuo: "What's wrong with you?"
Lan Ling was caught red-handed, her eyes rolled around, and she felt a little guilty.

Qiu Yan: "Nothing, nothing."
Gong Fuluo said no more, glanced at her, and closed his eyes again.

Lan Ling looked at her straight nose, small and bright red lips, smooth and beautiful face, and her lips opened silently. Through the shape of her lips, she could vaguely make out the name "Mr. Li".

(End of this chapter)