Chu Qiao smiled apologized and said, "No, my mother was just kidding you, haha." But in her heart, she despised herself ten thousand times and ten thousand times.

The little baby suddenly looked serious, changed his tone and asked solemnly: "Mom, are you really going to get married to Uncle Zhang?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Qiao thought about it, a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes, and a look of admiration appeared on his face, "You Uncle Zhang is a talented person, well-read poetry and books, and is the son of General Dingyuan. You don't even dislike us mother. What a good man, why don't your mother marry him?"

"But haven't you said that you are a scholar?" The little baby looked unhappy, obviously not liked that he had a stepfather, "and he was old-fashioned and long-winded."

"No, although he is a useless scholar, he has a father who is a general. He is a bit long-winded, but it doesn't matter. It's a man, only a little bit cute if he has a little shortcomings." As soon as Chu Qiao finished speaking, the little baby started to get angry.

Yes, I have to change rooms this time.

Looking at the burning room, Chu Qiao sighed and shouted without any passionately slogans: "Come on, it's on fire..."

The house I lived in was burned to a terrible sight by Chu Xiaoxi, so Chu Qiao had to move with Xiaoxi to the west wing, which was usually for guests to live there.

"Jiao'er, who are you here?" Chu Fei looked at her mysteriously.

"Who?" Chu Qiao was confused.

Chu Fei's figure flashed, and a gentle man in a blue shirt appeared in Chu Qiao's sight.

"Sister, who is he?" Chu Qiao said as she looked at the man in front of her. She looked pretty, pretty and clean. Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she joked: "Is it my future brother-in-law?"

Hearing this, the two present were all embarrassed.

Chu Fei blushed even more to her neck. Is this damn girl deliberately trying to anger her to death?

She rolled her eyes at Chu Qiao and pretended to be angry and said, "What are you saying? Brother Zhang, you don't know him anymore."

Upon hearing this, Chu Qiao turned a few black lines. It turned out that this was her fiancé Zhang He. No wonder the ancients liked to say something about white-faced scholars. Now it seems that the ancients' words still make sense.

"Jiuer, you and Brother Zhang haven't met for a few days. Why not accompany Brother Zhang to the backyard to enjoy the flowers," said Chu Fei, who had a smile on his face, and said to Zhang He again: "The peony flowers planted in our mansion are in full bloom this year!"

Chu Fei's words made Chu Qiao's mouth twitch!

Please, didn’t we just enjoyed it yesterday? Can this ancient entertainment be upgraded to a higher level? The entertainment of flowers, moon and fish is really not good!

Seeing Chu Qiao's face showing a look of distress, Zhang He couldn't help but say, "Qiao'er, I'll do it, are you unhappy?"

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not unhappy. But can we discuss it?" After all, the other party was also his own fiancé. If he didn't go, he would be too disgraceful. If he went, she was afraid that she wouldn't help picking the flower!

"What are you discussing?" Zhang He was puzzled.

"Don't you think it's boring to appreciate flowers? We can play a more intelligent and creative game! At least it's more powerful than enjoying flowers, right?"

"Great?" Zhang He was stunned.

"That means good."

"What's the difficulty?" Zhang He raised his lips, looked confident, and turned to Chu Fei beside him and said, "Come on Fei'er, too."
Chapter completed!