Favorite Princess

Chapter 143: If you have a father, you will be dragged (1)
The third son of the Song family walked into his sister's yard again in a very unhappy mood.

The winter in Shandong is extremely cold, but the house in Yi'an is very warm, and there is a refreshing fragrance that Song Yan has never smelled before. Only after smelling this fragrance, Song Yan was a little annoyed The mood eased down.

Yi'an and Yirou were both in the room, talking and laughing together head to head, seeing Song Yan coming in, the two girls got up and greeted them.

These two are just dressed in homely clothes today, without jewels on their hair, and elegant and pleasant. Although Song Yan is rigid, he feels that this look is much more refreshing than before, and there is a smile in his eyes.

My sister is so good-looking, it's not unforgivable to be liked.

"The third brother is here to see the fourth sister?" Yi Rou only asked with a smile, her eyes fell on a small star anise red food box in Song Yan's hand, and she couldn't help asking from the side, pretending to be jealous, " Only four younger sisters?"

"The back is yours." Sure enough, behind Song Yan, a boy who was smiling apologetically did not dare to lift his head, and also held a lotus-patterned mahogany food box in his hand. He put it aside respectfully, and retreated with his head down. , Song Yan saw the young man going out, so he turned his head and said to Yi An, who was serving tea with Qing Ke, "You said that the food in that restaurant was delicious, but today I 'passed by', so I bought some. Let you and your third sister have a taste." After finishing speaking, he ordered the curious Hongxiu to put the plate, and then sat aside, as if he didn't care and said, "What kind of fragrance is this?"

"It's Baimeixiang." Yi An said with a smile.

"Where is Luwu?" Song Yan asked vaguely with a flash of his eyes.

Seeing him like this, Yi'an knew that this cousin didn't come here just to bring him some snacks, but he pretended not to know and smiled, "It's just an ordinary thing, and you can't light it every day, right? "

"So, that's good." Song Yan nodded with some satisfaction. Thinking of Xiao Ling who was blocking the entrance of the academy in broad daylight, and his classmates looking at him with unclear eyes, he was only glad that Luo Jin didn't go to school today. Thinking of Xiao Ling's stalking, even though he was grateful for his previous help, he still couldn't take it anymore. Seeing Yi'an looking at the plate in Hongxiu's hand, he said seriously, "In the future, Lie Wang's mansion The younger brother is gone, you go out again."

"How can the third brother teach me this?" Yi An saw that Song Yan really knew that he loved sweets, and the Pu'er tea-flavored rose purple rice cake in the middle was something she had never seen before. It smelled sweet and had a faint tea fragrance. Yu Meirou, obviously put a lot of thought into it, became happy for a while, took a piece of Yu Yirou, and gave a piece to his cousin pretendingly.

Facing the earnest eyes of his younger sister, "You must refuse!", Song Yan twitched the corners of his mouth, and took this snack to eat, but when he heard that even Yi Rou praised this snack, he couldn't help but soften his heart, and frowned coldly, "I don't like sweets."

"Your third master came here, and you only want such frivolous tea to neglect?" Yi An smiled flatteringly, and carefully took a bite of this dessert. It was so sweet that it melted in the mouth, and after a pause, he turned his head and greeted him. Qing Ke said solemnly, "How about good tea?!"

Yi Rou had already let out a chuckle, seeing that Song Yan's face had turned dark, since ancient times, the sisters always flew separately in the face of adversity, they only covered their mouths and smiled, and at the same time did not forget to take the snack box brought back by their elder brother, feeling wronged Looking at his sister with a helpless expression, he walked away with wind on his feet.

"You are so narrow, how will you be better in the future." Song Yan sighed helplessly.

"Who did the third brother meet?" Yi'an put the dim sum in his hand aside, turned his head and asked Song Yan with a smile, "Could it be Xiao Ling again?"

(End of this chapter)