Ning Jinxin rolled her eyes at him and said with a smirk, "If you have the ability, just ask Rao'er to change some fruits for us to eat!"

Gong Mucheng simply ignored them, treating them as just two noisy sparrows, and just silently provided attentive service to Shen Bingrao, pouring her tea, peeling fruit, etc.

Every look and every movement is so delicate and considerate.

While drinking fragrant tea, Shen Bingrao was admiring the beautiful scenery outside the balustrade window. She suddenly exclaimed, "Hey, look, there are a lot of lotus flowers blooming there. How about we go over there and take a look?"

Ning Jinxin took a look and saw that there was indeed a large lotus pond not far ahead, with many budding early lotuses blooming on it, and many dragonflies flying around the lotus flowers.

He immediately ordered, "Xiaoshu, ask the boatman to row to the lotus pond and take a look."

"Okay!"

Looking at such a beautiful scenery, Shen Bingrao suddenly remembered the poem "Little Pond" by Yang Wanli, which is well-known in modern times. Now that she saw it, she felt that it was quite appropriate for the occasion. She couldn't help but feel nostalgic, so she murmured: "

The spring is silent and caress for the trickling water, the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the clearness and softness, the little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and the dragonfly has already stood on it."

She had just finished reading when she heard Ning Jinxin laughing and saying, "Rao'er's poem is really suitable for the occasion. It's such a good poem! Did Rao'er write it himself?"

Hearing Ning Jinxin's question, Shen Bingrao was stunned for a moment, raised her eyes and smiled lightly at Ning Jinxin, "I don't have such a good talent. I accidentally read this in a book and thought it was good.

Just remember it.”

Ning Jinxin saw that although her smile was as bright as a flower, the depression between her brows was still there, so she teased her, "Rao'er, since you also like poetry, why don't we play an exciting game?"

Qin Che responded immediately, "What game? Tell me, I'll play too."

Ning Jinxin glanced at him and said with disgust, "This is a game I play with Rao'er. Get out of the way."

Qin Che snorted softly, "You think I'm not interested in playing with you? I also play with Rao Mei."

Ning Jinxin was too lazy to pay attention to him, looked at Shen Bingrao with bright eyes, and asked with a wicked smile, "Rao'er, do you dare to play with me?"

Shen Bingrao rolled her eyes at him, "What are you planning again? Tell me, how do you want to play? I'll go on and stay with you until the end!"

When Ning Jinxin heard that there was something going on, she immediately coughed and said, "Let's play the simplest game of rock, paper, scissors. The winner will kiss the other person, and the loser... will be kissed by the other person, how about that?"

Before Shen Bingrao could say anything, Qin Che had already screamed strangely from the side, "Second brother, you are so shameless! If you lose, you can kiss Rao'er. If Rao'er loses, he still wants to kiss you. Isn't it obvious that you are taking advantage of me?"

Raomei is so cheap! Second brother, your thoughts are really bad!"

Gong Mucheng also gave him a cold look and said, "Second brother, you are trying to trick a child! Your trick is too bad. Rao'er is so smart that he won't be fooled by you!"

Shen Bingrao smiled lightly and did not respond. She just looked at Qin Che and asked softly, "A Che, what do you usually play when you go out to play?"

Qin Che replied, "Isn't it just those who recite poems and compose poems? Let's listen to the music!"

Shen Bingruo looked at Gong Mucheng and Ning Jinxin, still smiling softly and saying, "Since you like to recite poems and make pairs, then I'll just do as the Romans do. How about... let's play pairs!"

The three men looked at each other and finally nodded in unison.
Chapter completed!