Chapter 700: Acacia is ten years

Song Ye also didn't expect that he could pry out a big gossip if he had no intention.
Zhou Qingqing silenced for a while, and Song Ye did not speak because of shock, and the picture fell into a strange silence for a while.
For a long time, Song Ye raised his hand to his lips and coughed slightly, "Cough, do you ... like the owner?"
With a bang, the person who asked was not good, but was asked with a flushed face, just like a cooked crab, Zhou Qingqing hurriedly waved and explained, "No, no, I am in a panic and nonsense. It ’s not what I like. At best, it is secret love, that is unrequited love, pure daydreaming, meaning Yin ...

I'm relying on what's been said and made me die. Zhou Qingqing, who was dying and struggling, was completely desperate, turning his head and rolling his eyes to stop talking.
Song Ye touched his nose and felt that this explanation was really better than not explaining it.
After all, listening to a 28-year-old Huanghua girl talking about Yin's father here, the feeling was quite delicate.
However, thinking that there was a Ye Meirou in this house, she felt that she couldn't let it go, so she broke into a gossip and caused other people's feelings. "You have been in Disciples Hall for ten years just for him?"
In fact, if you think about it carefully, you know that there is something wrong.
Zhou Qingqing has been in charge of Disciples Hall for ten years, that is, he has achieved outstanding results at the age of seventeen or eighteen years, and he is talented enough, but he has never entered the interior room or got married. The reason for this is that it is already there. People who like it know that they like a hopeless person, so they stay single.
She was usually too careless to make people ignore it.
Until now, Zhou Qingqing no longer hid Song Ye, and gave up rolling his eyes and said: "Yes, yes, I fell in love at first sight ten years ago, and started unrequited love alone, and love is ten years."
Acacia is ten years.
Zhou Qingqing, who wanted to come out with such a light and light breeze, was not so calm inside.
She hadn't thought about the good words to respond, but Zhou Qingqing, who did not follow the routine, had already opened her mouth and crackled and said, "Can't blame me, I was young and I was rescued from the countryside. It's normal to see a handsome guy fascinated by ghosts for the first time. It's very difficult for me to see the best in the face of the world. I make up my mind to give up every year. Last time, it was ten years after I drank this psychedelic soup. I am old and he is not old, and I am also very desperate. Living in a house now is even more terrible. I would rather watch this for a lifetime Face, don't persuade me. "
This confession was both hilarious and helpless, and all Song Ye's words of comfort were eliminated.
This person eats the scales, irons, and irons, and wants to be alone in the end. She says it is useless, and she simply does n’t waste her tongue. She just reminded me: "The thing about Takahashi Orika is vivid, you should understand that women ’s intrigue Any weapon is terrible. There is no shortage of such women around the house owner, and you have to be careful here. "
She didn't name who Dao was, but believed that Zhou Qingqing would understand.
"I know, I just said this when I was close to you." Zhou Qingqing is not stupid, otherwise it would not be possible to stay in the position of disciples leader for ten years, or hide this mind for ten years.
The women around Shao Yichen, whether Ye Meimei or Ye Meirou, would not be a fuel-efficient lamp.
Seeing her like this, Song Ye was finally at ease, and did not comment on how this relationship was.
After all, it is a matter for two people, and outsiders cannot intervene.
Leaving from the main house, she went straight to Ye's territory with a small bag on her back. As a disciple of the inner room, she could directly cross the housekeeping room and enter the main house.
Song Ye turned over the mountain, and he faintly saw an ancient building with golden brick and vermilion walls from the white clouds floating on the mountainside. Although the main house of the Shao family inherited the style of the Northern Song Dynasty, from the perspective of color, Brilliant and extravagant.
From the first sight of Ye Meijing, Song Ye knew that this is a woman who enjoys life very much. In modern society, she is a standard new age woman. Just as Song Ye entered the door, she was still a rockery decorated with magical works inside and out. The jade was shocked. I didn't expect the other party to look like this.
In the same pattern of the courtyard, the most prominent is a bright emperor green rockery with a small bridge carved on it, an old man fishing, a rockery filled with water, and a layer of white mist floating in the pond, which is constantly rising upwards, and the mist overflows the pond Then, spreading up several steps of milky white steps, and looking closely, the steps turned out to be a good Hetian jade.
Looking at the entire courtyard at a glance, it is more luxurious than the ancient palace by three points, and the heritage of thousands of years has accumulated too much.
If Song Ye had seen the power of the seven families before, then at this moment, he would have realized that the seven families are rich and powerful.
Any small pendant inside alone is enough to make people scramble for blood, and it is no wonder that the female disciples of the Ye family have broken their heads and want to climb up.
"Come with me." When Song Ye was observing Ye ’s main house, somehow there was a person standing behind her. She heard the voice and turned back, and she saw the dark-haired boy who had fought against himself under the pool that day. Anmer.
Song Yemo silently followed each other, without talking to each other. No one mentioned the day's events, and he became a stranger who met for the first time.
She knew that when the newcomer entered the house, the first thing she did was to meet the homeowner and assign a job.
It was just before the end of the corridor that a girl's clear voice came from the other side of the courtyard, not far or near, "Anmer, Anmer ..."
The sound was filled with joy, but the sound line sounded very rigid, and the rhythm was maintained in a key, which didn't sound particularly comfortable.
Song Ye thought it was An An's little girlfriend who came, so he pulled back two steps and wanted to make room for them, but didn't want to blink. The smokey one was a lilac figure.
Song Ye has just finished the game this morning. Of course, Song Ye will not forget the dress that attracted her attention. The mother-daughter flowers of lavender and dark purple came in front of Ye Lingyin, who looks exactly like Song Ye.
There was a weirdness in her eyes, after all, this feeling like looking in a mirror was not so good.
The other party also apparently recognized her after approaching, and said quietly, "You are Song Ling who killed someone on the stage today?"
The first time I greeted you, I didn't ask about it at a certain place, but I killed someone today. When I heard that in Ye Lingyin's mouth, it seemed so ordinary.