() Song Yuanheng stood on the second-floor balcony of a teahouse with a very excited expression, his eyes fixed on the pretty girl in green standing on the street not far away.

The girl is dressed in an elegant dress, with a delicate and elegant little face with red peach cheeks and a pink mouth, which can't help but lead to reverie. Her smooth green hair is casually tied up with a short green scarf, just reaching her waist, and the breeze blows

, the green silk flutters, stirring people's hearts.

Because she is too thin, she, who will be twelve years old in a few months, looks childish and endearing. Listening to her speak like pearls, her voice is soft and crisp, it is extremely beautiful.

After taking a closer look at her, I saw that she looked innocent, playful and playful, with flushed cheeks. Although she was young, she had a clear face and an elegant demeanor. She was really more beautiful than the one in the painting.

Looking at the girl with ardent eyes, Song Yuanheng looked very excited. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be hard to imagine that there could be such a beautiful woman as handsome as a pearl in the world.

Although he is not too old, Song Yuanheng has an extremely perverted hobby, which is to play with those immature cardamom girls. The elegant girl in front of him is completely different from the girls he has played with before. She is like a hibiscus.

His sweet and refined temperament made him completely unable to stop.

"Seventh Young Master, please ask around!"

Just when Song Yuanheng was thinking about it, a tall man in Song family guard uniform came forward with a smile, and said with a lewd expression: "This woman in green is named Jiang Long'er. She is not here yet this year."

Twelve years old, she is the granddaughter of Jiang Deyou, the patriarch of the Jiang family. She also has an older brother, Jiang Wen, a disciple of Ming Jianfeng who has become famous in recent times."

"Are you a disciple of the Jiang family?"

Hearing the news from his subordinates, Song Yuanheng couldn't help but frown slightly.

If it were an ordinary woman, even a woman from a small family, it would be considered as if he had played with it, and no one would dare to say anything. Even if the matter got serious, it would be fine if the next betrothal gift was to be taken as a concubine.

.However, the Jiang family and the Song family are both millennium-old families. If he dares to tease Jiang Long'er in the street, it will definitely lead to a fierce conflict between the Jiang and Song families.

After all, this kind of thing is related to the face of a family, and no one will take it lightly. Otherwise, even their own female relatives cannot be protected, and the cohesion of the family will be completely lost.

"Do we have to give up like this?" Thinking of this, Song Yuanheng felt a little unwilling.

When Song Yuanheng was fourteen years old, he became a man for the first time in the body of a maid at home. He became very knowledgeable about men and women and never tired of it. Now, after three years, he has been coaxed, tricked or forcibly taken over by him, and he was forced to sleep on the bed.

There were more than a hundred women, but none of them were like Jiang Tong'er. Just meeting him for the first time gave him a strange feeling of confusion and heartbeat, which made him unable to stop.

"Huh, so what about the Jiang family. As long as grandpa's plan succeeds, the Jiang family can be wiped out. Now they are just grasshoppers in the autumn. They can't jump around for a few days. I'm afraid of what they will do!"

I don't know what he thought of, but Song Yuanheng's face suddenly showed a strong look of contempt, and his eyes became fierce, as if he had made up his mind.

"Sister Xiaoyu, do you think this bracelet looks good?"

Jiang Long'er was not aware of the danger at all, nor did she know that she had become Song Yuanheng's target. At this moment, she was pulling a woman in white who was slightly older than her, and excitedly pointed at the counter of the jewelry store in front of her.

He put a bracelet on and asked for his opinion, his face full of novelty and excitement.

From childhood to adulthood, Jiang Long'er has always lived in the deep compound of the Jiang family. Although the life of fine clothing and fine food has never wronged her, she is like a canary in a cage, facing the outside world.

The world is full of longing. This time, she took the opportunity to beg her father to take her out. What she saw and heard along the way was really eye-opening for her.

"Taki'er, you have such good taste. This bracelet is even more beautiful than the one I just chose!"

The woman in white was named Jiang Chuyu. She was also a disciple of the Jiang family and Jiang Longer's best friend. She praised with a smile, then picked up the bracelet and carefully helped Jiang Longer put it on her hand.

, checked it back and forth again, and then nodded with satisfaction.

"Hey, isn't this Miss Taki'er? Haha, I didn't expect to meet you here. What a fate."

Just when Jiang Tong'er was about to pay for the bracelet on her hand, a clear laughter suddenly came from the front.

When she heard her name, she looked around and saw a crowd of people coming towards her. In the crowd, like stars surrounding the moon, there was a young man in luxurious clothes. He was about twenty years old.

, his appearance is quite handsome, but his face is a bit pale, and his eyes are staring at him with blazing passion, with undisguised admiration mixed in his eyes.

Looking at the handsome young man with a face full of joy, Jiang Tong'er's slender eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and ignored his shouts, turned around and left.

Although she didn't know who Song Yuanheng was, Jiang Long'er had no shortage of suitors since she was a child. Every time she went out, some disciples from aristocratic families would come to show their attentiveness. Over time, she learned a lot on her own to deal with Song Yuanheng's pursuit.

The opponent's tactic of directly ignoring the opponent's existence is the most powerful trump card in his hand.

"Miss Takiji!"

Seeing Jiang Long'er turn around and walk away, Song Yuanheng's face suddenly became anxious. He quickened his steps and finally stood in front of Jiang Long'er. He pretended to be a gentleman and said with a smile: "Song Qi, I don't know what I can do."

Do you want to invite the two ladies to go shopping together? Haha, if there is something that the two ladies like in any store, it will be included in the list."

Song Yuanheng also knew that his reputation was too bad, so he simply used the pseudonym "Song Qi" to represent his identity as the seventh young master of the Song family.

Being blocked by Song Yuanheng, Jiang Long'er had to stop. A pair of narrow autumn eyes, with a bit of condescending coldness, squinted half-open and half-closed, looking at him lightly, but said nothing. She

His eyes are like a pool of clear water. When he looks at it, he has an elegant and noble temperament that makes people attracted by it, making him feel ashamed and not daring to blaspheme.

With just this move, Jiang Tong'er silently humiliated more than half of the unscrupulous suitors.

"Miss Takiji..."

Staring at Jiang Long'er's autumn eyes, Song Yuanheng, who had been wandering among beauties all year round, seemed to have changed. His breathing became a little faster, and his usual sharp teeth seemed to have been lost at this moment.

The effect was that the sweet words were on his lips, but he hesitated and couldn't say them out.

"Ah! It's you, Song Yuanheng!"

At this moment, Jiang Chuyu, who was standing next to Jiang Long'er, recognized Song Yuanheng's identity, and said angrily with disgust on his face: "What do you want to do? This is not the territory of your Song family, and you are not allowed to do whatever you want!

"

Although her voice was stern, Jiang Chuyu was still a little worried, because Ziyuan Valley was very close to Lingyun Sect, so when they went out, they did not bring guards with them, but after arriving at Huajie,

The two of them were separated from other tribesmen because they were wandering around the fancy goods at various stalls. It could be said that they were isolated and helpless.

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