But she was still restless, and kept pushing him, whispering, "No, I can't let the maids see you!"

The blue veins on Pei Xing's arm jumped and jumped, and he really wanted to throw her into the lake. After all, he was annoyed by her talking. He pointed his toes and jumped onto the branches. had to close eyes quickly.

When she returned to her residence, her small hands clenched his shirt tightly, and after he stood firm, she slid off him with a "swoosh", with the look of wanting to stay away from him, let him Pei Xing was depressed for a while.

Zhong Li was even more depressed than him. He just thought he was a lunatic, and he was the one who couldn't understand people's words. It was really annoying.

When she was sulking, she suddenly heard Cheng'er's voice from the courtyard, "Sister, elder sister, where did you go just now?"

Cheng'er's voice went from far to near, and the sound of da da da's footsteps became more pronounced. Zhong Li's heartbeat could not help speeding up a bit. She hurriedly stretched out her hand to push Pei Xing, who frowned and looked at her a little unhappily. .

The next moment, seeing the girl give him a bow and a look of pleading, Pei Xing had to follow her wishes and was pushed onto the bed by her. She quickly pulled down the curtain, and did not forget to put away his shoes. , hidden under the cabinet.

Pei Xing couldn't help but scolded in a low voice.

I didn't understand for a while, how did get to this step?

His face was terrifyingly black.

When Zhong Li hid him well, Qiu Yue was able to stop Cheng'er, "Little young master, the master is sleeping, can you come in later?"

Cheng'er lowered her voice, "How long has it been since my sister came back?"

Cheng'er had just come here and wanted to let her sister see his paintings. Unfortunately, sister Qiuyue said that her sister went to the garden to enjoy flowers, but Cheng'er didn't find her. She played outside for a while before coming back.

Without waiting for Qiuyue to answer, Zhong Li walked out, "Sister just came back, she's a little sleepy and just wants to sleep. What's the matter with Cheng'er looking for her?"

Cheng'er is very well behaved, smiling with frowning eyes, "Sister go to bed first, Cheng'er will come back later."

Zhong Li didn't want it for the first time, so he came over, "It's okay, my sister will sleep later."

Cheng'er tilted her head and said, "But it's going to be lunch soon."

Zhong Li: "Sister is not hungry, you can eat later. Cheng'er and Xiaoxiang will eat first."

Cheng'er nodded, and then handed the painting to her sister, "Does my sister think it looks good? Cheng'er drew it herself!"

He painted and played by himself. There was a child, a deer, and a small house in one of the paintings. He was very imaginative, and he painted very well. So, he draws so well.

This is the first time Zhong Li has seen him paint, "Is it all painted by you?"

Cheng'er nodded proudly, because elder sister Qiuye, elder sister Xiacao and elder sister Xiaoxiang all praised him, so he wanted to show it to elder sister.

Seeing her sister's amazed appearance, Cheng'er was extremely happy, "I will paint another picture, and I will also paint my sister."

Zhong Li nodded, and after his figure disappeared, she breathed a sigh of relief, and then returned to the inner room. When the curtain was lifted, as expected, she met Pei Xing's dark face.

Zhong Li touched the tip of her nose and whispered, "Isn't this afraid that Cheng'er will see you? Third Uncle, please understand."

Pei Xing didn't want to understand, but when he was about to say something, he heard that there was a new maid in the hospital. The maid informed Qiuyue that a maid from the Marquis of Wu'an had arrived outside to remind her girl that tomorrow was the Dragon Boat Festival. Don't forget the previous agreement to watch the dragon boat race together.

Qiuyue replied: "I see, I will remind the girl."

Both Pei Xing and Zhong Li heard their conversation. It was the first time that Zhong Li had an appointment to watch the dragon boat race with a friend, so naturally he didn't forget it.

Pei Xing's face turned even darker. The words of the Marquis of Wu'an made Li Mingran's figure jump out of his mind in an instant. He pinched it on the bedside armrest, and the armrest broke into two pieces.

Chapter 57

Zhong Li was startled by his action, Wu Liuliu's eyes widened unconsciously, she picked up the half of the armrest that had fallen on the bed, put it on the dresser with a sullen face, " What is the third uncle doing?"

Pei Xing shook his hand and smashed the scraps from his palm. A piece of wood was stuck in the meat. He didn't realize it, and instead of answering, he asked, "Who has an appointment with?"

Zhong Li glanced at his palm, "Naturally it's Miss Li from the Marquis of Wu'an Mansion and Lady Biao from the mansion."

Even if it was clear that she could not meet Li Mingran privately, Pei Xing's tense body relaxed only when she heard the answer.

When the dragon boat race is held every year, there is a lot of noise by the lake. Pei Xing finds it noisy and has never watched it seriously. He doesn't quite understand why she likes it, but he doesn't stop it.

It wasn't until he remembered the Shang Si Festival that Li Mingran took her to swim some lake, and Pei Xing took it seriously again. He always felt that Li Mingran, that boy, was probably ignorant to move up.

Pei Xing's hand was itchy again, and his hand unconsciously rested on the rest of the armrest. This time, his palm suddenly hurt. He raised his hand and glanced at it, only to find that there was a broken wood thorn in his palm.

Zhong Li also saw it. She grabbed his hand, looked at it, and carefully pulled it out for him. The two were close. When he looked up, what he saw was her fair and smooth profile. At this moment, Pei Xing The idea of ​​hiding her was actually born, so that there would always be someone coveting her.

The man leaned on the couch, the expression on his face unpredictable.

After the treatment was done, Zhong Li said, "What did the third uncle do? The bed needs to be repaired, and the hand almost hurt."

Pei Xing didn't answer, and didn't want her to know that he minded Li Mingran's appearance.

Inexplicably feel embarrassed.

Zhong Li's leg hurt a little, and she didn't think about why he was unhappy, she just pushed him in and sat on the couch, "Is Uncle Third hungry now? If not, I'll rest for a while and wait. Let the maid prepare the meal later."

"Wait a little while to eat, only to ride a few laps? Are you tired?"

In fact, it only took more than ten laps in total. Zhong Li was not only tired, but her thighs were sore and painful. In summer, when she wore thin clothes, Zhong Li always felt that her legs were worn out. There was no good check, so just lay down and rested for a while.