Three Hundred and Twenty-Seven: When I Was Young, My Clothes Were Thin (10)

He lowered his voice to warn. Δ    Ｗｗ Ｗ． ＬｉｅＷｅｎ． Ｃｃ

"I am not someone who doesn't know the importance of things. Otherwise, when you approached me, I should have called you out."

Jiang Pengji was not afraid at all, but glanced at him unhappily.

Wei Ci came at a very good time, neither too early nor too late. Jiang Pengji originally just wanted to help others, so she didn't expose his position. Now she saw that the girl was open-minded and let it go, and the man had no intention, so her matchmaking work was in vain.

After Jiang Pengji said this, Wei Ci lowered her eyelids and hid the strange color in her eyes.

"You are so boring, you have a lot of thoughts." Jiang Pengji sighed, put her hands on the back of her head, and the wide sleeves slid down her arms, revealing two thin white arms. Her wrists were slender and beautiful, which made Wei Ci look away in embarrassment and dared not look at her anymore.

Jiang Pengji naturally did not miss his reaction. She smiled, deliberately moved closer to him, and whispered.

"Fortunately, I am an understanding person. If I were a little dumber, I might think you have a habit of sharing peaches and sleeves."

Wei Ci's face darkened, "What do you mean?"

"How can a normal man blush like this when looking at another man's arm, and look away in a disguised way? Others will not suspect that there is anything wrong with the latter, but will only think that the former has abnormal thoughts about the latter, so he will..."

Men in this era, let alone showing an arm, even if they are shirtless, no one will say anything.

After hearing this, Wei Ci's face became even darker, and he secretly clenched his fist in his sleeve.

Seeing that he did not leave, but stayed where he was, Jiang Pengji could not help but become more curious.

"It seems that you came here specially to see me." She said firmly, "If it was a normal day, you would have walked away long ago if I had provoked you like this, and you would not have stood there like a wooden stick. Tell me, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Wei Ci: "..."

The petals of the pear blossoms around them fell with the breeze, and there was no one around, and no one noticed the abnormality of the two of them.

The audience in the live broadcast room watched the whole scene and felt sorry for Wei Ci, the unlucky child.

So far, the men that Jiang Pengji met were either bullied by her as little white rabbits once,

after which she lost interest, or they were in collusion with her, and both of them were not good people.

Only Wei Ci, Jiang Pengji would bully him whenever he caught him.

They didn't know Wei Ci's current state of mind, but they really felt sorry for him.

[Old Driver Lian Meng]: I said, anchor, can you change someone to bully?

[Anchor V]: I don't like it!

Everyone: "..."

Wei Ci's expression changed again and again, but he finally suppressed his inner excitement.

"Ci heard from someone that the Flower Festival is your birthday. But you didn't hold a birthday party, nor did you invite your friends, so I'm not sure."

He once thought that the Flower Festival was her birthday. Every year on this day, all officials celebrated and the whole country celebrated together, but...

He still hasn't forgotten the scene of her smashing all the gifts by herself, and all the maids were driven out by her, and no one dared to approach.

Wei Ci didn't know why she did that, and didn't dare to ask, and now she still has lingering fears in her heart.

I don't know what happened just now, but I suddenly had the courage to ask for clarification.

"The Flower Festival is indeed Liu Xi's birthday."

Jiang Pengji smiled and narrowed her eyes. Her answer seemed a little wrong to outsiders, but it was harmless. After all, wasn't she Liu Xi?

After hearing this, Wei Ci felt that it was indeed the case.

"Are you here to give a gift?" Jiang Pengji had been in Langya for many years, and she had always had a longevity noodle meal on her birthday. She didn't have any extravagant birthday celebrations. At most, she had a richer meal and newer clothes on that day.

"Yeah."

Wei Ci responded softly, and Jiang Pengji suddenly felt guilty.

Someone came to give her a birthday gift, but she scolded him, which made her feel suffocated...

Thinking of this, she felt that Wei Ci was not easy.

"What is it?" Jiang Pengji asked directly.

Wei Ci didn't feel offended. After all... this person's reaction was already a face-saving thing.

"My humble work, barely acceptable." Wei Ci said.

He took out a very delicate pendant.

"Sleeping Beauty?" Jiang Pengji took it. Several sleeping beauties were in full bloom, stretching their petals. They were made of chicken blood stone, and the veins were handled very well. From a distance, it looked like a sleeping beauty that had just fallen from a branch. She couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, "Zixiao's skills have improved a lot."

The stone is not the best, and Wei Ci did it herself. Although it is not expensive, it is more thoughtful.

In the past few years of Langya Academy, Jiang Pengji has also been invited to other people's birthday parties, and most of the gifts are students' own works.

Handwritten manuscripts, carvings, paintings and calligraphy... friendship is important, and value is false.

Wei Ci's gift of this pendant can only be said to be mediocre.

It's just... Jiang Pengji secretly glanced at the barrage, and sure enough, there were a lot of complaints about Wei Ci.

[Bingtang Lemon]: Invisible pretense is the most fatal. What is "clumsy work, barely acceptable"?

[Mo Yi]: Baby has learned carving for several years, and can only hug himself and cry aggrievedly.

Jiang Pengji felt better.

[Anchor V]: It's okay, I'll fight back for you.

In an instant, the comments criticizing Wei Ci all turned into sympathy.

She was criticized before giving the gift, and she was criticized again after giving it. How pitiful.

"Thank you."

Elsewhere, Wu Niang was in a good mood and worshipped the flower god. She prayed for her family as usual, and added shyly at the end.

"I wish I could find a good man and never leave him."

The Flower Festival was indeed very lively, with beautiful girls competing with each other, and those young men in elegant Confucian robes became a unique landscape. Listening to the ups and downs of the recitation at the elegant gathering, Wu Niang was thinking about her lifelong event.

She didn't need to think about Wei Ci, because there was no fate and no fate, and she couldn't force it.

There were many young talents at the Flower Festival, but they were all eclipsed by Wei Ci.

After returning home, Wu Niang was still worried about this matter.

Mr. Yuan Jing saw her pouting and couldn't help but smile and asked her, "Did you like anyone today?"

"No, they are not as good as Brother Ci." Wu Niang said.

Mrs. Yuan Jing saw her husband was so unreliable, and she suddenly became a little more angry.

"How can you teach your daughter like this? I'm really afraid that when Wu Niang reaches the age of marriage, no one will dare to propose marriage. How can I let Wu Niang make the decision herself?"

The gentleman said, "Why are you so worried? If no one proposes marriage, then no one proposes marriage. Can't I, an old man, support Wu Niang?"

The wife was also angry, "You also know that you are old. How many years can you protect Wu Niang? If you don't plan well for her, you will only cause trouble."

Mr. Yuan Jing is knowledgeable and eloquent, but he dare not talk back to his wife.

He secretly glanced at his daughter, only to see Wu Niang grinning at him and watching the show happily.

"With so many young talents, is there really no one who can look up to you?"

Mr. Yuan Jing stretched his neck to make sure that his wife had gone far away, then turned his head and asked his daughter.

"Yes, but... I don't know if she is married."

"Oh? Who?"

"Liu Xi, about the same age as my daughter, is quite humorous, not as bad as others say..."

Mr. Yuan Jing: "..."

Wait, the old man is a little hard of hearing... Who did his daughter say she liked?