Su Qingluan listened to Mu Xingzhi's words and waved her hands: "It doesn't matter to you, aren't you the kind of person who always looks at the 'value' before having any deeper interactions with anyone beyond a nod of acquaintance?" Plant it?"
Mu Xingzhi was stunned when he heard this, then smiled and said: "Although many people know that I am this kind of person, you are the first to say it outright. Aren't you afraid that I will be angry?"
Su Qingluan thought for a moment, then shook her head firmly: "You won't get angry because of such a trivial matter, because it's not worth it." To be precise, Su Qingluan believed that anything like Mu Xingzhi was not worth it. People who can hide it in their hearts and remain calm on the surface will quickly adjust themselves even if they get angry, and will not even let others notice their displeasure.
Su Qingluan told Mu Xingzhi what he had just thought, but he smiled playfully: "This is the first time someone has said that to me."
"So," Su Qingluan said seriously, "there is no benefit in getting angry with me, and there is no sense of psychological achievement, so a smart person like you will never get angry."
"This is the first time I have seen a young lady who understands me so well." Mu Xingzhi raised the corners of his lips and lowered his voice very softly, like a whisper, as he approached Su Qingluan with a little charm, "Why don't you marry me?" how do I?"
Su Qingluan: "..." Her expression was very difficult to explain. In short, it was not the reaction to "the young husband asked me about marriage."
This actually made Mu Xingzhi really interested: "What's your expression?"
Su Qingluan couldn't help but rolled her eyes: "Of course it was the reaction of being asked by a passing bamboo spirit, 'The environment on the mountain is nice, do you want to come and take root together?'"
This metaphor was indeed beyond Mu Xingzhi's expectations, and it was indeed interesting enough. He couldn't help laughing and said, "What kind of metaphor is this?"
Su Qingluan continued speechless: "What you said is as outrageous as this metaphor!"
"I thought...even if you didn't mean anything to me, you would at least be shy and blush when a young man expressed your love for me?"
"Admiration?" If it weren't for the fact that his sister was sleeping soundly and the guy across from him had just saved his sister, Su Qingluan would have jumped up and hit her on the head, "You don't have to bring yourself in like this for a joke, right?"
"Are you so sure this is a joke?" Although he did mean it as a joke, he had to admit that the moment he said these joking words, Mu Xingzhi was not completely unmoved - even apart from the marriage itself, there was one It is also a pleasure to be around someone who can talk freely but also knows how to measure.
From the beginning, Mu Xingzhi discovered that although Su Qingluan seemed to have something to say, he was different from many so-called "outspoken" people he had come into contact with. Her "frankness" is completely on the premise of not causing trouble to others. Rather than being "heartless", she is more like "she doesn't want to spend more time on unnecessary things."
However, in fact, whether before or after knowing that he had other plans in Huaxi Village, there were really taboo topics in Mu Xingzhi's heart - such as his true identity, such as those painters who had learned how to use sketches, and such as Su Qingluan didn't ask a single word about Songbo's whereabouts today.
It can be said that he can speak freely within the scope of what he doesn't care about, but he never mentions topics that are inaccessible to him.
To be honest, it was not that Mu Xingzhi had never met smart and cautious people, but such people were usually the same type as him. They could have seven or eight clever words in one sentence, and he did not dare to be careless.
But Su Qingluan was different. As she said, the two were already in a cooperative relationship. Under such a premise, it was "neither necessary nor cost-effective to threaten her with the safety of the Su family."
Because of this, she and Mu Xingzhi had no conflict of interest at all. However, because of the Xie Mansion, they happened to be on the same boat. It must be said that it was a wonderful fate.
So after seeing Su Qingluan giving him another look, Mu Xingzhi half-truthfully said, "Actually, that's not a lie." At least it wasn't completely a lie.
"Okay, okay, there's no need to say something like this that even a passing fly won't believe - Oh, by the way," Su Qingluan thought of something and glared at Mu Xingzhi, "You won't be like those in the village. The little girls have said it, right? That’s why they are all obsessed with you?"
Mu Xingzhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I'm not so impatient, am I?"
Su Qingluan nodded: "I think so. As long as you have expressed the possibility of marrying them - even if it is just a side wife, they will definitely be ecstatic." They really admire and love this "Mr. Mu" Yes, it's a pity...
In fact, if you think about it carefully, even if you are a concubine, if the other party is a person like Mu Xingzhi who is so sensible that it can almost be said to be "cold", as long as you are not tempted by him, then it will be better than Que'er who was betrothed to who knows where by his parents. The bad old man's experience was much better - at least for the many girls in the village who were used as tools.
...But in a sense, this idea also regards Mu Xingzhi as a tool for "settling down and settling down".
Mu Xingzhi smiled slightly again, but in Su Qingluan's view, this smile was a bit condescending and cold: "What they admire is just their imaginary 'Mu Xingzhi', that is not the real me."
Su Qingluan was noncommittal: "No matter what your purpose is in making friends with the villagers in Huaxi Village and doing your best to help them, as long as you do this, then there is no problem in them having a good impression of you because of it, right? As the saying goes, 'No one is perfect when it comes to his deeds, and no one is perfect when it comes to his heart', isn't it?"
"There is no perfect heart when it comes to deeds, and there is no perfect person when it comes to heart... This sentence is very mysterious. I wonder who the master said it?"
The corner of Su Qingluan's mouth twitched: "...couldn't it be me who said it?" That really wasn't her fault, but she couldn't remember the specific person, she only remembered it was someone from the Qing Dynasty.
Mu Xingzhi smiled and said: "With Qingluan's... character, he should not be able to say such... understanding words."
Su Qingluan muttered resentfully: "Actually, what you want to say is 'mind'..." This guy really has some bad intentions.
Mu Xingzhi just smiled and shook his head and asked, "It's late at night and the air is cold. Could Qingluan drink a cup of hot tea?"
When Su Qingluan first came here, all he could think about was his sister's illness. How could he still be in the mood to drink tea? When I was asked this question, I felt a chill all over my body.
Su Qingluan knew that she couldn't get sick again at this juncture, so she nodded: "No green tea, I won't be able to sleep if I drink that." It was already very late now, and when her sister woke up and came home, she didn't know what to do. how long.
Although Su Qingluan was prepared to stay up all night, it would be too unfair if he could take a nap but couldn't because of drinking tea.
After a while, Mu Xingzhi brought a pot of tea cakes. Su Qingluan took a sip and sighed: "You are so virtuous, but you are not suitable for marriage, but you are really a good marriage partner."
