Fast Time Traveling Moon Old Candidate

Chapter 94 Du Shiniang (17)

Rong Fu went to Qin Lou to take care of the business, Xiao Huai and the other maids went to the pier to welcome the "guest" who bought her for 1000 taels of silver, Bai Lu was alone in the room, and suddenly felt bored. With one hand on his chin, the other hand is playing with the round fan that Rong Fu gave him just now.

"Young master, please, Miss is waiting in the room." Xiao Huai's voice came suddenly, and Bai Lu jumped, and those focused eyes suddenly appeared in her mind, and her heart suddenly became chaotic. I couldn't help tightening my hands.

"Knock knock!"

The chaotic heartbeat reached its peak the moment the door was knocked, and finally returned to calm.

"Miss, Mr. Jing is here." Xiao Huai's tone tonight was unusually respectful, listening carefully, she could detect some unbearable excitement hidden in it.

Bai Lu took a few deep breaths, the hand holding the fan turned white, and said softly, "Come in."

"Yes." Xiao Huai replied, and then opened the door.

Bai Lu sat upright on the floppy bed, her body straight, but her eyes were always lowered to the ground, she didn't dare to look at the door.

She only heard someone stepping into the door, and then the door was closed from the outside. Thinking that there were only the two of them in the room at this moment, Bai Lu suddenly became nervous, her heart beating fast.

Jing Wenfu looked at Bai Lu who was sitting extremely stiff on the soft couch, the smile on his face widened, his eyes were slightly rolled up, and the tear mole at the corner of his eye seemed to be infected by the joy in his heart.

"Cough cough." Jing Wenfu coughed twice on purpose, and seeing Bai Lu's body shaking twice, he was even happier, and walked slowly towards her a few steps.

Sensing the other person's body gradually approaching her, Bai Lu's heart was so nervous that it almost stopped, she took a deep breath and froze there, forgetting to even exhale.

"Pfft." Bai Lu's nervous look perfectly pleased Jing Wenfu, he couldn't help laughing, worried that if he continued to play tricks like this, she might suffocate to death, so he sat directly on the other side of the slump , took a cup from the tea tray, poured a cup of tea, and said while sipping, "Don't exhale, be careful to get sick."

"Huh." Only then did Bai Lu exhale that breath, her fair little face turned red, and there was a faint light flickering in her dark eyes.

"Xiaosheng's surname is Jing, and his name is Wenfu. I don't know the girl's full name?" Jing Wenfu put down his teacup, stood up, and bowed to Bai Lu with his hands in his arms.

Bai Lu hurriedly stood up, bent her knees and blessed Jing Wenfu in return, "I have met Mr. Jing, my family name is Bai, and the single name is Lu."

"Bai Lu, Bai Lu..." Jing Wenfu stared at Bai Lu, repeating her name repeatedly, "You don't need to be formal, just call me Wen Fu, how about I call you Lu'er?"

Bai Lu was a little surprised to call the other person by their name when they first met. She raised her head and wanted to say that it was impolite, but she didn't expect to meet Shang Jing Wenfu's eyes focused on her again, and two blushes immediately appeared on her cheeks. Shyly lowering her head to avoid his gaze, she whispered, "Wen...Wen Fu."

Jing Wenfu couldn't help but feel a little dry mouth when his name was read out of Jia's mouth, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his hands clenched tightly, fearing that his appearance would scare the beautiful person in front of him, so he hurried Picking up the teacup that had just been put down, he drank the little tea left in it. He wanted to say something to the other party, but he didn't know what to say. Jing Wenfu suddenly became a little at a loss.

A faint embarrassment permeated between the two, and no one spoke for a long time.

Seeing that the teacup Jing Wenfu was holding was empty, Bai Lu sat back on the soft couch and began to boil water to make tea. After painting a pot, she refilled the teacup in Jing Wenfu's hand, then got up and walked to the other end of the room, He took the pipa from the shelf, sat on the round stool, and smiled brightly at him, "How about your servant play a piece for Mr. Jing?"

"So, very good."

(End of this chapter)