[comprehensive] superior skills

Although Daoming Feng came and went quickly, Song Ci didn't plan to stay in the hotel and let passers-by watch.

Daoming Si was also afraid that his mother would suddenly turn his back on him, and repeatedly urged his new girlfriend to leave as soon as possible.

After saying goodbye to Jiang's father and son, Song Ci and Daoming Si found a field store to buy all the equipment, rented an off-road vehicle from the boss, and continued their interrupted trip around the island.

In the evening, the two of them set up a tent in a sheltered place by the sea, so that they could get up early to watch the sunrise.

On the wet beach, Daoming Si, who has been tanned a lot, is playing a treasure hunt with Baby Han, to see who can find the little crab hidden in the shell first.

Song Ci stayed in front of the tent to boil water and cook, preparing a civilian dinner for the young master whose taste had changed a lot.

When the water in the pot sizzled, she threw in some seasoned side dishes and meatballs to boil until cooked, and then stuffed the instant noodles in after turning off the heat.

"Daoming Temple! Baby Han!"

Song Ci put his hands together to make a trumpet shape, and shouted to the two guys who ran away, "Stop playing! Come back to eat!"

Han Baobao has four legs, but it is a pity that it can't always run against the tall Daoming Temple, so it can only follow the footsteps of the new male master to the temporary residence.

"You woman, didn't you agree to call Daoming baby? Why do you always ignore my opinion!"

Daoming Si was holding a small conch in his hand, and inside it was a hermit crab poking its head, which shrank back after being smoked by the heat of the pot.

"Baby Dominic?"

Song Ci took out the bowls and plates to serve the rice, "If I yelled like that outside, people would think I was calling you, who would think it was a puppy? Han Baobao would feel very confused if he always changed his name, right now? Not very good?"

"So what if you call me?"

Daoming Si twitched and said: "According to the relationship between the two of us, even if it's just a little bit of intimacy, it's normal, who would care..."

"Don't care why you are blushing?"

Putting a circle of cute octopus sausages on the noodles, Song Ci smiled and looked at the ruthless young master, "Be careful, I don't bring much ointment!"

"What are you talking about!"

Daoming Temple threw the hermit crab back to the seaside, "It's inevitable that I get burned when I eat instant noodles for the first time. Besides, I don't even blush. It's because of the heat, okay?"

"Well, it's really hot."

The rare and kind Song Ci did not stimulate the innocent boy who was about to burst his veins, and poured food for Han Baobao who didn't know that he almost changed his name again.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Daoming Temple buried his face in the sea bowl after muttering a few words in a low voice, "The summer vacation is coming to an end, don't you have anything to say to me?"

Song Ci took a moment to glance at him, "What did you say?"

"You woman, you used to say that to be a human being you need to know how to 'reciprocate courtesy'!"

Daoming Si choked on the noodles as soon as he opened his mouth, "Ahem, I said I like you in front of my mother, why are you so stingy, and refuse to say even such a simple three words? Then when I go back, if someone Ask, just like Ximen and Meizuo, don’t look at them, they look very serious on the outside, but they love gossip, and the same goes for Lei. If they know that I haven’t even heard a word of like, they will follow you without a name. Wandering around for so long, isn't it a shame to die!"

"No name, no score..."

Song Ci silently helped the young master, "Don't talk loudly while eating, it's very dangerous!"

She suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Daoming Feng, it is really not easy to raise such a son, it must not be much easier than Lady Bai taking care of Xu Xian.

"So do you want to admit that you like me?"

Daoming Si's confession is still so different, "If you are willing to be honest with yourself, even if you only know how to cook instant noodles, I won't dislike you. At worst, I'll eat instant noodles with you for the rest of my life!"

"Who said I can only cook instant noodles?"

Song Ci grabbed his ear, "Can you think of something useful in your mind, don't you have to say it?"

"Of course!"

Daoming Si's expression was serious and terrifying, "Isn't it a pity that a person has never heard a word of liking in this world? What's more, it's me, how could you not like a perfect man like me? Why hold it in your heart, won't you be uncomfortable?!"

"It's hard for you big-headed ghost!"

Song Ci pushed down the young master who was still chattering, "I'm really worried about you when I'm full and have nothing to do!"

Daoming Si, who had long been accustomed to the position of the tortoise on its back, quickly got up, "Anna, I will never give up!"

"Please eat first, okay, the noodles are lumpy!"

After cleaning up the battlefield after the meal, Song Ci ignored the sworn young master and got into the tent to check the message from Wang Luping.

The marriage between Wang Ziling and Fei Yunfan did not get the consent of the elders of the Wang family. When they left Taipei, it was also a private decision made by the newlyweds who secretly registered behind their parents' backs.

If Fei Yunfan hadn't been accidentally injured, the Wang family didn't know that their youngest daughter was thinking of leaving after causing such a big mess.

Who knows that people are not as good as heaven, Fei Yunfan's injury is more serious than imagined, and Wang Ziling, who is in a panic and helpless, finally asks for help from her father who loves her the most.

Wang Zhanpeng had no intention of accepting a son-in-law who was not a few years younger than himself. Now that he learned the real situation of the injured from the doctor, he would naturally not let his most valued daughter spend her youth in vain.

In order to protect his beloved daughter, he brought Wang Ziling back to Taipei after unilaterally announcing the most favorable solution for her, trying to use this method to make Fei Yunfan face the reality and cover up this unsatisfactory marriage by the way.

Wang Zhanpeng's idea is very good, but it's a pity that Fei Yunfan is now in a sensitive and fragile period, where he still has the original unrestrained style. As for liking someone, he should fulfill her and hope that she will live a better life. reverted.

Just like Chu Lian was the only one left in Wang Luping's incomplete life, Wang Ziling has now become Fei Yunfan's life-saving straw, how could he let his legal wife leave.

After finally recovering from the trauma, Fei Yunfan appeared in the Wang family's social circle in a very high-profile manner, revealing the fact that Wang Zhanpeng tried his best to conceal.

The most amazing thing is that Wang Ziling who calmed down did not follow her father's wishes to stay away from her injured and frustrated husband. Instead, she prepared to tolerate and take care of him with a heart full of caring and love, hoping for a miracle to come.

"Anna, do you know that when I heard with my own ears the greatest and kindest sister in the world crying in the arms of my ex-fiancé, she must wait for Fei Yunfan to fully recover before leaving with peace of mind and reconnecting with Chu Lian?" , How do you feel in your heart? At that moment, I suddenly realized how ridiculous it is to be entangled in past hatred..."

"That's right, it's not worth wasting your life for such a boring person..."

Song Ci replied to himself: "Let's let go of the past and run towards a new life!"

"Are you in contact with that Wang again?"

Daoming Si sat on the sleeping bag with a plate of messily cut fruits, "I really don't understand, how can the two women have so many topics to talk about!"

"Don't you F4 always get together?"

Song Ci slightly opened his lips, motioning for him to send a piece of fruit, "I haven't interfered with your relationship with your friends, have I?"

"Is it fair to be fair?"

Complaining, Daoming Si carefully tied up a grape and sent it over, "My phone hasn't been turned on for more than a month, and you, multitasking, don't understand my mood at all!"

"Okay, this time you are right, it's okay if I was wrong!"

Song Ci held the grape in his mouth, and kissed the back of the young master's hand, "I'll turn off the phone now, please show off your masculinity to your heart's content!"

"What, what masculinity!"

Daoming Temple subconsciously withdrew his hand, rubbing his hot skin secretly, "What the hell, I told you to go to bed quickly! Don't you want to watch the sunrise when you get up early?"

The young master who still likes to blush hurriedly lay down in his sleeping bag, "I'm asleep, good night!"

"Good night, Daoming Temple."

Turning off the camping light hanging on the top of the tent, Song Ci leaned his arms on his pillow and looked at the big dog with a strong sense of presence. Thinking about the embarrassing things the other party had done unintentionally these days, he fell asleep with a smile.

Sleeping until the wee hours of the morning, the hostess, who was far more vigilant than ordinary people, first heard Han Baobao's soft humming, followed by a rustling sound.

Sitting up and looking around at the still pitch-black tent, Song Ci saw a black shadow appearing outside with a sliver of moonlight.

"Hey, it hurts!"

The man who was not short murmured anxiously: "It looks very simple, when will I be able to eat it like this!"

Song Ci stood behind him with a camping lantern and looked at him for a long time, then suddenly said, "Dao Mingsi, why are you staying here in the middle of the night?"

"Ah, nothing!"

Daoming Si hurriedly covered the pile of things in front of him, "I can't sleep, can't I get up and look at the stars?"

"Is there anyone who looks at the stars and sees through his fingers?"

Song Ci lifted the rain cover, revealing the bottles and jars and spoiled ingredients underneath, "Do you want to make breakfast for me?"

"How could this young master do such a boring thing!"

Daoming Si didn't know that as long as he was guilty, he would become louder and louder, "Anyway, I'm idle, I just want to see what materials I usually eat..."

"Dao Ming Temple!"

Song Ci held up the man's bleeding thumb and kissed it, "I like you."

This kiss was different from the previous joking nature, it was extraordinarily tender and tender.

"You, what did you say?"

Daoming Si suddenly blushed, "Could it be that you just reluctantly gave me a consolation prize because you saw that I was injured? This young master is not a casual person. If you say it, I will take it seriously!"

"How can such a thing be joked!"

Song Ci copied his lines, "Although you have no common sense and a bad temper, don't underestimate yourself, as long as I love you..."

"Hey! You woman!"

The more Daoming Si heard it, the more familiar it became, "You are so cunning! Isn't this my declaration of love? How can anyone even be perfunctory in courtship!"

"Stop chattering!"

Song Ci forcibly held his head, "You have been delayed for so long, the sun is about to come out!"

She was holding Baby Han, who woke up the bad master, and looked at the dawn in the distance, when she suddenly realized that her hand was being grasped by the other hand, "Anna, I like you."

You don't have to turn your head to guess how nervous the man next to you is, Song Ci raised the corners of his mouth, "I know. Baby Daoming."

After watching the sunrise, Song Ci stewed the messy meals that the young master made into a hot pot, and even took a special photo of the blood-stained sausage.

Daoming Si, with OK bandages on his fingers, was sitting stupidly on the rock, snickering from time to time.

He rubbed his nose, "cough, I remember your house is quite big, you shouldn't miss me a guest room, right?"

"Why, just confessed your love and want to enter the room?"

Song Ci rolled up his sleeping bag and glanced up at him, "You haven't been home for two months. Didn't Meizuo say that your sister is back too? You can't even turn your face away."

Daoming Temple was a little disappointed, "My elder sister is more violent than you, she hits people as soon as they meet, and there is no way to communicate!"

"That's why you owe it to yourself, okay?"

Song Ci threw the last piece of luggage into the trunk, "I don't care, anyway, you can't go home with me, otherwise your mother's words would not be true."

"We have been away for so long, who would believe that there is no..."

Daoming Si stopped the topic in embarrassment, "Then I won't be able to see you, it's lonely to sleep alone at night."

"It's not that exaggerated. Classes start in a few days. At most, I'll go to school a few more times if I have nothing to do."

Song Ci picked up the young master's bird's-nest-like hair, "It's your hairstyle, it's really unexpected!"

"My hair is always like this, even the stylist said there is no way."

Daoming Si blocked her hair to prevent her from touching it, "Anna, make me a headband too, like Baby Han's!"

How could Song Ci refuse such a trivial matter, "Okay, I will bring it to you on the day of school."

After eating the last buffet during the trip, the two drove back to Taipei along the highway.

The eldest young master who consciously completed the love defense battle did not forget to call his three buddies to announce the good news on the way, and the car was surrounded by sports cars rushing out before driving into Daoming's mansion.

Meizuo, who were neck and neck, blatantly pressed the horn, "A Si, is this the kind of car you drive to elope with people? How shameless!"

"What do you know, Anna is not that low-level gold digger!"

Daoming Si twisted and turned into the yard, "Go away, if you crash the car, be careful and I'll beat you!"

Ximen who followed behind shrugged his shoulders, "Mizuo, don't blame me for not reminding you, don't break Ah Si's love nest!"

Daoming Si threw the car keys to the servant who came after hearing the news, "Clean up the car and send the luggage to my room."

"Master, you are finally back!"

The teary-eyed butler eagerly looked at his young master, "You're skinny and dark, Miss Han doesn't know how to take care of people at all..."

"I warn you, don't speak ill of Anna in front of me!"

After Daoming Si finished speaking, he added: "It's not allowed to hide from me! Where's my mother?"

The housekeeper bowed and replied: "Madam has business matters to deal with and has already flown back to New York. However, Missy is still resting at home."

"Come on, I know it."

Daoming Temple suddenly became disheartened, "Okay, don't talk anymore, I have brought you a gift."

The butler was surprised and said, "Master, do I have a share too?"

"Why do you make that expression? Am I usually acting too much?"

Daoming Si handed out the paper bags, "It doesn't look like it's cheap, but it's really delicious. I don't tell people who have bad relationships!"

Hua Zelei took out the cultural shirt sandwiched between the sun cakes, "Si, are you really the Daoming Si I know?"

"Listen to me!"

Daoming Si unfolded Grandfather's cultural shirt and compared it on his body, "I didn't think so at first, but it's not bad after wearing it for a long time. When Anna and I fled into the woods to avoid the pursuit of the bodyguards, it didn't even get scratched!"

Misaku, who didn't know what to think, pointed behind her friend, "Si, behind you..."

"What's going on in the future, I hate half-talking people the most!"

The eldest young master, who was still introducing how delicious sun cakes and iced cola are, turned around and got a sore nose, "Sister! Why are you beating someone for no reason! I told you not to go home, but Anna persuaded me to come back! The result is not a beating!"

"For no reason?!"

Daomingzhuang twisted his wrist, "You really have the guts to play the trick of running away from home with me! Do you know how worried my mother and I were when we heard that someone kidnapped you? Si, ​​you are not young, please You should be more mature!"

"How can I be immature, I even chased after my girlfriend!"

Daoming Si saw that the old lady was going to get mad again, so he quickly dodged behind Hua Zelei, "Okay, don't be angry, you also said that I am not a child anymore, don't always hit me in front of others, in case Anna bumps into me What a shame!"

"Anna, Anna, since you entered this house, you have said Anna no less than ten times!"

Daomingzhuang stared at his brother coldly, "Is that Han Anna as good as you say?"

"Needless to say, she is the woman my young master likes!"

Daoming Si raised his thumbs up intoxicated, "Anna is really nice, she can cook delicious instant noodles, and she will help me apply medicine when I get hurt, and even her puppy is very cute ..."

"Delicious instant noodles?"

Ximen, who looked at Meizuo in dismay, shook his head and sighed, "It's over, the only innocent virgin left in F4 is dead!"

"I don't think it's so bad."

Huazelei tore open the sun cake and took a bite, "At least Ah Si has become more humane than before."

"It's no wonder the young master has lost so much weight. How can we get nutrition from only eating instant noodles!"

The butler, who was holding on to the paper bag, ordered the maid again and again, "Let the kitchen prepare an enhanced nutritious meal for the young master, for three consecutive days."

Daoming Zhuang glanced at the presents in several people's hands, and finally fell on his brother's sincere smile, "Listen to you, I really should go and see who this Miss Han is."

"Sister, don't scare Anna with the trick you used to deal with me!"

Although he didn't want to mention his embarrassing things in front of his friends, Daoming Si still wanted to inoculate his sister, "Anna is usually very reasonable, the premise is that you don't mess with her, otherwise, I can't guarantee it." Will she show mercy to you for my sake..."

"Si, I really can't see that you are still a strict wife!"

Misaku tossed the sun cake in his hand, and teased: "When I was young, I was taken care of by my family, and when I grew up, I was taken care of by my girlfriend. I really sympathize with you!"

"I found that you are really long-winded!"

Daoming Si picked up something by chance and threw it at him, "You guys are not allowed to talk nonsense in front of Anna, it offends me, and you don't have to be friends!"

Daoming Zhuang was really surprised this time. She took care of her brother since she was a child, and it was the first time she saw a woman outside would have such a big influence on him.

Curious in his heart, Dao Mingzhuang inevitably had a different feeling for Han Anna, who had only heard her name and had never met, and couldn't wait to confirm for himself whether this woman was really worthy of his younger brother's love for him, whether she was competent The girlfriend of the TD heir, and an even more important role.

When Daoming's mansion celebrated the return of the young master, Song Ci also took Han Baobao back to the long-lost Mid-Levels.

Maybe she knew something from Jiang's father and son. When they met again, Mrs. Ali's eyes were more joking, and she regretted that her eldest son's relationship was not as smooth as expected.

Afraid of the imaginations of these housewives, Song Ci only said hello on the road and hurried back to the Han residence.

There are still three days before school starts, but she has not received any news of class suspension or dismissal. Presumably, Dao Mingfeng, who has seen his opponent's financial resources, chose another way to fight back.

Song Ci never meant to compromise, but he just tried to maintain the superficial peace for Daoming Feng's sake of giving him the son he had raised for 20 years, so as to avoid embarrassing that tough-mouthed and soft-hearted guy in Daoming Temple.

An Xin stayed at home and sewed a few headbands embroidered with dark patterns, and the new semester after the summer vacation arrived as scheduled.

In the early morning, the dance teacher who promised to let her boyfriend have a delicious breakfast set off early to Yingde College with a food box and a puppy on her back.

Both sides of the tree-lined road that she is used to walking are full of flowers and ribbons. Song Ci originally thought it was a gimmick for the opening ceremony, until she saw Ji Cunxi holding a large bunch of pink baby's breath at the entrance of the college. Only then did I realize what the magic weapon for the old witch of the Daoming family was.

"Anna, I'm finally waiting for you!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ji Cunxi stared at his beloved girl, step by step, and knelt down on one knee in front of her, "Today, I am finally qualified to kneel in front of you and confide my guilt and remorse to you. Anna, Do you remember the vows we made when we were in love? I remember very clearly, you said 'When a ballet dancer spins, he must first lock on to a target so as not to fall.' And I was the target of your spin. For three years, Shi Anna missed the appointment eleven times and Ji Cunxi never thought of giving up on her; now, Ji Cunxi only missed the appointment once, is Shi Anna going to give up this love cruelly?"

Song Ci didn't even look at Ji Cunxi, but silently comforted Daoming Si, who hadn't rushed out to kill people under the strong obstruction of Meizuo and Ximen, "Mr. Ji Cunxi, before you are ready to show your love to me, you can first Can you tell me where Miss Chen Xinyi is?"

The author has something to say:

Song Ci: Congratulations to Luping for jumping out of the sea of ​​suffering~~

In addition, the unsatisfactory Auntie Ali said refers to the matchmaking of Yuan Xiangqin and Jiang Zhishu~~

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