Du Yu was so serious that people couldn't bear to refuse.
So, Hu Miaomiao invited him to read together by the window.
When Du Yu stepped into her boudoir, his eyes did not glance around, but he still caught a glimpse of the sewing basket on the table and the already sewn purse.
Hu Miaomiao followed his line of sight and blushed immediately. She quickly hid the purse behind her back and said embarrassedly: "Cousin, I'm just doing this for fun. Don't tell my mother, I'll laugh to death." of."
Hu Miaomiao also knew how ugly this purse was.
"Why are you laughing? I like it very much. Why don't you give it to me?"
After a brief contact, Du Yu also figured out Hu Miaomiao's temperament and knew that instead of hiding it, it was better to go straight to the point, otherwise she wouldn't understand.
"ah……"
Hu Miaomiao coyly, still embarrassed, said: "Cousin, I made this purse for Brother Mao, but he probably won't like it. It's too ugly."
Moreover, someone had already given Qimao a purse, and it was such a beautiful purse that even she was envious of herself, so how could she like this crooked and ugly purse.
Seeing her lonely expression, Du Yu vaguely guessed something. After his eyes flickered, he still extended his hand to her, "It's not ugly. I like it very much. Why don't you give it to me?"
Hu Miaomiao felt embarrassed because this purse was made for Qi Mao, so she said, "Cousin, why don't I sew a better-looking purse for you."
"Oh, I just want this one, and I'm leaving in less than two days. I'm afraid you won't be able to sew it in time." Du Yu sighed slightly, but still didn't want to embarrass her, "That's all, I don't want it anymore."
Hu Miaomiao panicked. She hated to see others talk like this, so she gave him her purse and said, "Cousin, you just don't mind."
Du Yu's lips curled up slightly, and he said something like tea: "Cousin, if I ask for this purse, Mr. Qi won't be angry, right?"
"I'll just sew another one..."
"That's right, it's just a purse. Mr. Qi must be a generous man and he won't argue with his cousin, otherwise..."
"Otherwise what?"
Du Yu smiled and gave Qi Mao eye drops without leaving any trace: "Otherwise, Mr. Qi would be a bit stingy."
Hu Miaomiao thought for a moment and defended Qi Mao out of habit, "No, Brother Mao is not that kind of person."
Having achieved his goal, Du Yu didn't want to mention other men anymore, so he invited Hu Miaomiao to read the script together.
In front of the window, the sun is just right and there is a breeze.
The two of them were neither too far nor too close, just the right distance, a little intimate, but not too close.
Moreover, they are both talented and beautiful, and they look like a perfect couple when they read quietly together.
After learning that Hu Miaomiao liked those love story books, Du Yu immediately said: "Cousin, I will order someone to send you some more story books in the future to relieve your boredom."
"That's a good relationship, but I'm quite boring on weekdays."
Hu Miaomiao smiled slightly, her eyes were as bright as stars, with a childlike innocence, and her every move and smile was so beautiful that Du Yu was stunned.
"Cousin, what are you looking at?"
When Du Yu came back to her senses, she was a little distracted and praised: "Cousin, you are so beautiful."
Hu Miaomiao blushed with embarrassment, but she couldn't help but feel happy after being praised by him, "Cousin, you are like a tree in the wind, and you are well-read in poetry and books. You must have a bright future!"
"Haha, then I will accept my cousin's blessing."
Du Yu has learned a lot. He has been given high hopes since childhood and has been praised by many people. Only this time makes him the most happy and proud.
However, while chatting with Hu Miaomiao, Du Yu unexpectedly discovered that she had read many books and had her own opinions, which greatly changed her mind.
"Cousin, if you were a man, you would definitely be able to study in an academy, and maybe you could even earn some fame."
Hu Miaomiao smiled brightly. He could not be proud of being recognized by Du Yu, but he still said modestly: "Cousin, this is great."
"Why?"
"Because hard work can make up for weakness, I am only sixteen years old. I can still live for many years and read many books. I don't seek to catch up with others, nor do I seek fame or fortune. I only seek to understand a little truth."
Du Yu had never heard such words before. He thought it was very special and very reasonable. He couldn't help but have a more changed view of Hu Miaomiao, "Cousin, you are really beautiful!"
Hu Miaomiao suddenly became shy and said no, but it was also the first time that she could talk about poetry and poetry with a second person. She was quite excited. She took out the storybook she had written and asked Du Yu to help her read it.
"Oh? My cousin is also a talented woman. She can also write storybooks?"
"Cousin, don't laugh at me. I'm just writing for fun."
"Okay, okay, I won't laugh at you anymore."
Du Yu flipped through the storybook she wrote. The writing style was very simple, but the story was unique. He was fascinated by it without even realizing it.
In the book, a little fox went down the mountain to repay his kindness, but found the wrong benefactor, causing a series of ridiculous things.
But when the little fox learned the truth, the book was gone.
Du Yu flipped through it again and asked doubtfully: "Why is there no more? The little fox wants to leave, and the man is willing to let her go?"
Hu Miaomiao shook her head and said with a proud look on her face: "Cousin, if you want to know about the funeral, please buy the book!"
"So, this is the last episode?"
"That's right!"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Du Yu suddenly burst into laughter, and the laughter spread outside the house.
"Cousin, why are you laughing?" Hu Miaomiao was a little confused. Did she say something wrong?
Du Yu couldn't hold back his laughter, but the smile in his eyes still revealed his thoughts, "Cousin, you are so wonderful. These words were never divided into the first and second parts. If everyone was like you, selling books The shopkeeper might even wake up laughing in his dreams."
Hu Miaomiao was slightly embarrassed and asked, "Ah? Isn't this bad?"
"Okay! That's great!" Wei gave her a thumbs up and praised: "Cousin, you are very smart. It's not that you know nothing as your aunt said, but you know everything!"
"How can I understand this? You are clearly laughing at me."
Hu Miaomiao snorted and immediately wanted to take the script back, but Du Yu refused and held it up high.
"Cousin, I want to watch it again. You won't let me, right?"
"Stop looking and give it back to me!"
Because he couldn't reach it, Hu Miaomiao could only jump up and grab it.
Du Yu smiled like a spring breeze. He held the book in his left hand and then moved it to his right hand, but refused to let Hu Miaomiao get it.
The two were playing and laughing, and the atmosphere was very intimate.
Suddenly, Hu Miaomiao was stunned and looked out the window stupidly.
Du Yu turned around and saw an unexpected person.
