If Ye Rou was a white peony, then Qin Yitian was a red rose.
Ye Rou's temperament was soft but firm. She looked white and quiet, aloof from worldly affairs. However, her appearance was magnificent, luxurious, and luxurious. She had the reputation of being a national beauty, the Queen of Flowers.
There was a poem that said, "Wealth and romance are the best, and all flowers bow their heads to the fragrant dust."
The peony didn't compete, but no flower could compete with it.
Qin Yitian didn't hide or hide. She was as passionate as fire and charming as water. Whether it was a cliff, a mountain of knives or a sea of fire, she would rush over with her eyes closed. She brought others a beautiful illusion of love by burning herself resolutely.
The branches and leaves had sharp thorns, and if one was not careful, he would be stabbed by her.
Now, the white peony and the red rose gathered together, competing to bloom. That kind of beauty was dazzling.
Unfortunately, there was no audience in the living room.
Even Zhou Mingli, who fell in love with Qin Yitian at first sight, was completely desperate after knowing that she liked Fang Yan. He ran to the stone river to enjoy the cool wind and pretend to be depressed.
It was not the first time that they met, but it was the first time that they had a conflict.
In other words, it was the first time that they communicated with each other as enemies.
When Ye Rou said "I won't tell you", Qin Yitian couldn't help but be a little surprised.
She never thought that the tough woman who treated Fang Yan as a mortal enemy at school would have such a girlish side.
If those guys who liked violence and regarded her as an idol and wanted to be whipped by her every day saw this scene, their eyeballs would probably fall to the ground.
However, Qin Yitian didn't feel contradictory at all.
She was such a person. When she wanted to beat you, she would beat you. When she didn't want to tell you, she wouldn't tell you.
In a sense, she was braver than herself, more direct than herself, and more willful than herself.
Facing such an opponent, Qin Yitian had a feeling of palpitation.
Qin Yitian was not afraid of any opponent, but in the field of love, she only hoped that they were unique to each other.
Because if you cared too much, you would be afraid of failure. Even if the possibility was miniscule, they would still worry about it.
Qin Yitian looked straight into Ye Rou's eyes and said, "Don't say it if you don't want to. I already know the answer. "
Ye Rou knew what the answer was.
Both of them were smart people, so there was no need to be too straightforward. That would only make the relationship between them more awkward.
They shouldn't be enemies.
Ye Rou thought Qin Yitian was the prettiest girl she had ever seen. She even thought she was more beautiful than herself. Her facial features were exquisite and dazzling, like the blazing sun, like the bright moon, like the brightest star among the stars. She sparkled in the crowd.
Qin Yitian also felt that Ye Rou had an aura that was ethereal and pure. Clean, pure, and approachable. If it was said that his aura would make people feel oppressed and retreat three feet away, then Ye Rou's aura would make people feel pity and respect that they couldn't bear to disturb her.
They should appreciate each other and become best friends. How could they be enemies?
Thinking of this, both of them couldn't help but be fascinated.
The room was very quiet, but the atmosphere didn't make people feel awkward.
Two extremely beautiful girls sat there without saying a word, but it didn't make people feel strange, as if it should be so.
Fang Yan, who had been out for a long time, finally came back with a cup of hot tea. He put the cup in front of Qin Yitian and said, "Be careful, it's hot."
Seeing that the tea in front of Ye Rou was cold, he picked up the cup and said, "I'll get you a cup of hot tea."
Ye Rou glanced at Fang Yan and said, "If you don't want to sit here, come in when it's time to eat."
"—"
Qin Yitian giggled and said, "Mr. Fang, are you afraid that I will fight with Sister Ye? I can't beat her. "
"No. How could it be? " Fang Yan wiped the sweat on his forehead and said, "I just went to the kitchen to have a look. I'm afraid that the food they make is too greasy — I know you guys don't like to eat greasy food."
"I like to eat meat." Ye Rou said. "The ambush you made last time in the back mountain was very good."
"I also like to eat meat." Qin Yitian said. "Did you forget? In Huacheng, we went to eat at Zhang Yuan Restaurant — the T-bone steak there is very good. "
"Haha —" Fang Yan's smile was uglier than a crying face. "I like to eat meat too. So when I was very young, I followed my friends in the village to catch sparrows, rabbits, and grasshoppers. Then, I cooked the ingredients myself — Yi Tian hasn't eaten it yet. I'll take you there when I have the chance. "
Ye Rou looked at Qin Yitian and said, "The friends Fang Yan mentioned are Ye Fengsheng, Zhu Xiaodan, and Li Xiaotian. They even formed a group called Swallow Fort's Pretty Men Team — isn't it funny? "
"It's really funny. So he was this childish when he was young? "
"There are things that are even more childish. Every year when we compete, he would hug my leg and beg for mercy when he couldn't beat me, crying and yelling for me not to hit his face — "
"No way? Mr. Fang has such a shameless side? But I've known him for a long time, and I know his character quite well — "
"There are also some things you don't know."
"I'll get to know him later."
"He lived in Swallow Fort for more than 20 years."
"We can't change the length of life, but we can determine the width of life. I always think the width of life is more abundant. "
"Practicing martial arts requires constant dripping to wear through a stone."
"Tai Chi requires instant enlightenment."
Fang Yan suddenly found a serious problem.
He only cared about pouring tea for Qin Yitian and changing tea for Ye Rou. He forgot that he hadn't drunk hot tea yet.
No wonder he felt sweaty and thirsty. It turned out that he hadn't drunk water for a long time.
"Fang Yingying —" Fang Yan turned around and shouted toward the backyard.
No one answered.
"Fang Haohan —"
Still no one answered.
Fang Yan shook his head helplessly, as if he was talking to himself or explaining to Qin Yitian and Ye Rou, "I don't know where these two guys are. They don't know how to entertain the guests, and they can't find anyone to drink a cup of tea — I'll go pour a cup of tea. "
So, Fang Yan got up and ran outside.
He really couldn't stand it anymore. He sat in front of the two women and felt out of breath.
These two people were talking about something irrelevant, but why did he feel that there was a hidden killing intent in every word?
Moreover, he was the chicken that was being coveted by the killing intent.
If you're like this, you might as well fight to your heart's content.
Mu Ying was standing in the yard enjoying the plum blossoms. Seeing Fang Yan running out, he said with a smile, "It's not easy to deal with this kind of situation, is it?"
"Yes." Fang Yan sighed softly. "I'm not afraid that you'll laugh at me. I'm a shy person, and I've never been in love before — I really have no experience in dealing with girls."
"That's a pity." Mu Ying reached out his hand to catch a snowflake. His handsome face was absorbed in watching the fluff-like snowflake melting in his palm. "Miss is not an easy person to deal with."
Fang Yan looked at Mu Ying curiously and asked, "How do you usually deal with her?"
"Deal with her?" Mu Ying shook his head. "I've never been able to deal with Miss. I do whatever she says. "
"—"
Fang Yan really envied Qin Yitian. It was such a happy thing to have such a brainless fan.
Fang Yan looked for Fang Yingying and Fang Haohan all over the yard. He felt that he needed them very much.
Ye Rou, Qin Yitian, Fang Yingying, and Fang Haohan all knew them. Moreover, these two idiots were the spies that Ye Rou had arranged around him — perhaps she didn't need to arrange them. They were born to be rebellious.
If they could sit in the living room with him, they could talk about their daily lives, talk about the past, and make jokes. Time would pass quickly. The two women wouldn't stab him in the dark, and he wouldn't feel like sitting on pins and needles.
However, Fang Yan looked all over the yard and didn't see Fang Yingying and Fang Haohan. They seemed to have disappeared into thin air.
"Those two — bastards." Fang Yan gnashed his teeth and cursed.
Beside Stone River. It was a good place near the col, facing the wind and the sun.
Two figures, one fat and one thin, were tightly huddled together, looking at the fire in front of them expectantly.
"How well is it?" Fang Yingying smelled the fragrance in the air and asked.
Fang Haohan sniffed hard and said, "It's well done."
"Open the pot." Fang Yingying shouted. Then, he grabbed at the open fire above the fire with both hands like an iron rake.
Fang Haohan didn't want to be outdone. He used a small iron piece to fly up and down, and the red-hot firewood was pushed aside by him.
Under the fire, there were several big black sweet potatoes. The sweet potatoes were covered with dust and didn't look good, but the fragrance they emitted made people swallow their saliva uncontrollably.
"Brother Hero, you first." Fang Yingying modestly and politely made a gesture of invitation.
"Brother Hero, you first." Fang Yingying was also very polite and gave way to the older one.
Then, the two reached out to grab the biggest sweet potato at the same time.
"Haha, the hero chooses first." Fang Yingying grabbed the sweet potato and said.
"Brother Hero, you choose first." Fang Haohan also grabbed the sweet potato and said.
"You let me choose first. Let go first."
"You can choose anything except this —"
"Is this still called me choosing first?"
"You didn't let me choose first."
"Do you want to fight?" The fat on Fang Yingying's face shook again.
"Fight after you're full," Fang Yingying suggested.
Fang Yingying felt that what Fang Haohan said made sense, so the big sweet potato was divided into half by them.
They greedily ate the roasted sweet potatoes in their hands, feeling that there was nothing more blissful than this.
"Brother Hero, what do you think Junior Martial Uncle is doing now?" Fang Yingying asked curiously.
"He's looking for us." Fang Yingying took a bite of the sweet potato. It was so hot that his tongue rolled around in his mouth. "He's definitely looking for us to go in and flirt. Does he think we're stupid? We're not going in. "
"Brother Hero, if you were Junior Martial Uncle — who would you choose?" Fang Haohan asked.
Fang Yingying raised his dirty fat face and thought seriously for a while. He slapped Fang Haohan's head and said angrily, "Don't ask me such difficult questions when we're eating."
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