"Ah, A Song is here." Xiao Fengqin stood up from his seat and signaled to Chu Qingyan, "Luofeng, you want to help me scold this drunkard."

What is this fat man Xiao thinking about when he asks someone who doesn’t like to talk to help him speak?

Qin Meiyu put down the teacup in his hand and was nervous.

Taoist Song is here, but is Xue Tingzhu coming?

He should have been under the sect of Taoist Song for two or three years, and now he is about nine or ten years old.

Her heart was pounding, and Qin Meiyu couldn't suppress her inner excitement. Her hands were trembling slightly. The teacup in her hand was almost unable to hold it, so she had to put it down and stare at the door.

A thin figure walked in and Jiuxiang rushed over first.

"Asong!" Xiao Fengqin jumped up and greeted him with a fat little step, "You are back, the task is completed very beautifully. Oh, how much wine have you drunk. Tingzhu, come quickly, support your master..."

Tingzhu!

Xue Tingzhu!

Qin Meiyu was shocked and stood up instantly, looking at the young man following Song Daoren.

A very pretty boy.

Her eyebrows are slender, her eyes are big and bright, her nose is straight, her thin lips are slightly pursed, and she looks as beautiful as a little girl. Because of this appearance, Xue Tingzhu has been bullied a lot in secret, making him laugh at him as a sissy and was born in the wrong way. But Qin Meiyu thinks he is very beautiful and very beautiful, especially when those eyes are staring at people, it will always make people feel soft and want to hold all the good things in front of him and treat him well to the best of their ability.

Can……

Qin Meiyu stared at the boy in front of her who was half a head taller than her.

"What's wrong?" Chu Qingyan found that Qin Meiyu's face turned pale, walked over and reached out to touch her forehead, "But where is it uncomfortable?"

Qin Meiyu's eyes did not leave the boy, and he asked in a low voice: "That... Xue Tingzhu... how old is he..."

No one told her about Xue Tingzhu's full name. Even Xiao Fengqin just mentioned it, but only called the word Tingzhu.

Whether it was the mention of his future events more than ten years ago, or the familiarity of her being unhappy everywhere, Chu Qingyan became increasingly confused.

He didn't want to suppress his curiosity anymore, so he wanted to ask clearly.

Ask her, who is it?

Ask her, who is the old friend who does not hate the suffering?

...

Obviously, it is not the time to ask about these things.

"He is a disciple of Senior Brother Song. He has been in a place where he is not hated since he was a child. He has been in the school for more than ten years." Chu Qingyan didn't know why Qin Meiyu became interested in Xue Tingzhu alone, and looked at the beautiful boy, "He is fourteen years old this year, and he is very stable and diligent."

Fourteen years old?

Why fourteen years old?

Qin Meiyu suddenly turned around and grabbed Chu Qingyan's hand. He was a little anxious when he said: "That fat man Xiao... how old is Xiao Fengqin?"

"Why ask these?" Chu Qingyan looked at her in confusion.

Qin Meiyu looked at him anxiously: "Tell me, there are you, and Taoist Song..."

"The head of the sect is over thirty years old this year, and Senior Brother Song is over 27 years old," Chu Qingyan replied one by one, "I'm on Double Ten this year."

Then he added: "...grower than you."

Qin Meiyu didn't pay attention to these things, and her expression changed drastically.

Not right!

Why can't they match this age? Xiao Fengqin and Chu Qingyan are obviously about the same age. When Xiao Fengqin died in his previous life, he was just in his early thirties. Xiao Qianye's peacock was tall. When the father and daughter went out, they were recognized as brother and sister.

Xue Tingzhu is a year and three days older than Xiao Qianye. Whenever the head daughter celebrates her birthday, Qin Meiyu would secretly hide some good things for Xue Tingzhu to celebrate her birthday three days later.

There were no celebration fireworks, no lively flowing mats, and no gifts piled up in mountains. Two people sat on the ridge of the room and each pot of wine, drank and ate at the moon, and then slept soundly until dawn...

Now, Xiao Qianye and Xue Tingzhu are just eleven or twelve years old, and the other is already a teenager.

Xiao Fengqin was pulling Taoist Song and muttering: "Asong, I have been worried about my life for several nights. Today, Luo Feng is here, so let's talk well, don't run away secretly. Come on..."

As he said that, he pulled Taoist Song over and introduced it thoughtfully: "This girl Qin is the little girl who is like a fairy brought back by Luo Feng. Miss Qin, this is the drunkard who has been famous for a long time without hating us... Ah, Taoist Song of the wine fairy."

Taoist Song was still what Qin Meiyu thought of, thin and lazy. He didn't care much about everything except wine. He took a vain step and let Xiao Fengqin pull him forward.

Hearing Xiao Fengqin's introduction, perhaps because he was surprised that Chu Qingyan actually brought people back, Taoist Song raised his eyebrows slightly, dyeing countless drunken eyes faintly across Qin Meiyu's face, and whispered: "Oh... the person brought back by Luo Feng..."

The fragrance of wine overflowed from the wine gourd in his hand, and even his words seemed to be filled with wine. He picked up the wine gourd, raised his head and sipped his wine, then walked to the side and sat down quietly.

Everyone was used to it and did not feel anything was wrong.

On this side, Xiao Fengqin did not allow the cold situation. He smiled and called Xue Tingzhu forward: "Tingzhu, come here, come here."

Xue Tingzhu stepped forward steadily, and the thin young man looked calm and calm. He bowed and bowed: "Disciple has met the leader, and has seen the real person..."

Then, his body turned slightly and bowed slightly to Qin Meiyu. Xue Tingzhu's voice was clear and bright: "Tingzhu has seen Miss Qin."

Xue Tingzhu's voice was as warm as she missed, and suddenly rang in her ears again. Qin Meiyu's heart was surging and she couldn't help herself. After a while, her nose was still sore: "Young Master Xue, you're polite."

Xue Tingzhu seemed to notice the trembling in Qin Meiyu's voice. He stood up straight, his eyes looking at Qin Meiyu with a calm and slightly restrained look.

Only with all his strength can Qin Meiyu maintain the calmness on the surface. No one knows the turbulent waves in her heart, and the stormy waves are almost about to destroy her!

She really wanted to come forward and hug the tall and thin boy with warm eyes and burst into tears. Thank him for his former maintenance, thank him for doing so much for her, thank him...

Qin Meiyu said nothing, and warm tears surged in her eyes. Before she could swallow it back, a chill spread from the bottom of her heart and quickly hit her limbs and bones.

Unable to resist the sudden chill, Qin Meiyu vomited blood, tilted his body and fell silently to the side.

The moment he fainted, Qin Meiyu was worried that Xue Tingzhu was more worried than that of herself. How could he vomit blood and faint as soon as he met and scared people?
Chapter completed!