MTL - Essential Accomplishments of A Perfect White Moonlight-Chapter 47 Making greengage around the bed 8

The time to attack Jiang Yi should be the days when Yan Yiming was comfortable since he entered the system.

He only needs to have dinner with Jiang Yi every day, and go to Jiang Yi's place to talk a few words in his spare time, and his favorability will increase steadily every day.

Yan Yiming guessed right, because he encountered too many injustices and ups and downs when he was a child, such a child will be more indifferent and difficult to attack than ordinary people, but just give him a little warmth when everyone is cold-eyed, and he can be careful in this world. Pry a little gap in the barrier.

In the eyes of others, Jiang Yi has an unpleasant personality and always looks extremely indifferent, but he is such a child, if you treat him well, he will treat you twice as well.

Jian Yu'er's unintentional help back then was enough for Xiao Jiangyi to firmly remember, but now Yan Yiming's subtle infiltration every day is enough to make this cold-faced boy show a rare smile every time he sees her.

His favorability increased a little faster than Yan Yiming imagined, and he had already passed the passing line of 60 in just a few months. Maybe he is a child after all, and his feelings are much simpler than those of Jian Yuyan and others who are already adults, or maybe the other people around him are too indifferent after all, so it seems that Yan Yiming is even more precious.

Maybe Yan Yiming didn't know, but in Jiang Yi's view, after seeing Yan Yiming again, he realized that there is a word in this world called "the only one".

He couldn't accurately define Yan Yiming's identity in his eyes, but he understood her meaning.

He was only thirteen then.

"I think Jiang Yi's favorability will be full much sooner than we thought. It has been three months in a row, and it has risen a little every day, and it rose a little more yesterday." Little Apple once said to Yan Yiming in private, "But why, there was nothing special yesterday."

Yan Yiming had nothing to do, sitting on the bed wrapped in a quilt and knitting Luo Ying, he paused and said, "It's not like nothing, didn't I meet the matchmaker who promised the third and fourth brothers yesterday Is it? The third and fourth are going to get married, so it will be my turn after all."

"Then is he jealous that you want to marry someone else, or is he angry that you are sick and no one wants you?"

"...I don't know." Yan Yiming stopped his hands and raised his eyes to warn Little Apple. "What do you mean I'm sick? Chinese culture is so extensive and profound for you to use?"

"Broad and profound, I'm not wrong." Little Apple sighed quietly after being wronged for a while, "I think it should be the latter, after all, no one wants your current body, and it will hurt a lot if you marry you. silver."

Yan Yiming casually threw a ball of thread over and feigned anger, "No one will think you are dumb if you don't speak!"

"Hey," Little Apple smiled and dodged and came over again, "Isn't this the truth, the medicine and supplements you drink every day can't be afforded by ordinary people, and it depends on whether Jiang Yi can afford it when he becomes rich in the future." .”

"If you can afford it, you'll die then." Yan Yiming looked at the braided Luo Ying in his hand and nodded in satisfaction, then criticized Little Apple, "Just say that your system is cruel or not, Jiang Xiaoyi is such a good child. "

Little Apple said nonsense without the slightest guilt, "People always have to go through a lot of experience before they can grow. Look at Jian Yuyan and Nangong Xuan, where are you going?"

"Go and see poor Jiang Xiaoyi", Yan Yiming tucked the numbered Luo Ying into his sleeves and got off the bed, put on some clothes and went to Jiang Yi's side.

Since the family began to pay attention to Jiang Yi, although Jiang Yi's place is still not as warm as Yan Yiming's place, the temperature is already normal.

Yan Yiming went straight to the study, and Jiang Yi spent more than half of the time in the study every day.

Jiang Yi read the book seriously, until he smelled a faint scent of plum at the tip of his nose, and then he raised his head. Facing Yan Yiming's smile, his facial features were involuntarily relaxed, and the corners of his lips were turned up.

"Sit here."

He got up and pressed Yan Yiming to sit in his position, turned around and closed the ventilation window, added a few pieces of charcoal to the brazier, but still felt it was not warm enough, and ordered the servant girl to bring another brazier.

After finishing everything, he walked back and said with a smile, "Just let the girl tell me if I will go there, what should I do if I catch cold in the cold weather."

"It's fine to drink the medicine when you catch a cold. Anyway, I've gotten used to drinking it every day. It's nothing different," Yan Yiming said indifferently.

Jiang Yi suddenly put away his smile.

Yan Yiming picked up the book on Jiang Yi's desk and looked at it for a while before realizing Jiang Yi's silence. Then he raised his head and glanced at him. Seeing the tense little face, he quickly put down the book and said, "What's the matter again?" What's wrong, did I say something wrong?"

Jiang Yi gave her a hard look, it was only because he didn't take himself seriously that he was able to say such a stupid thing, Yan Yiming said it lightly, but Jiang Yi found it extremely harsh in his ears.

He had never been angry with Yan Yiming before, but at this moment, he was so angry that his chest felt tight.

The little maid who brought the brazier outside came in, was startled by Jiang Yi's gloomy face, put down the brazier and ran away quickly, closing the door behind her.

The room suddenly became quiet, Yan Yiming tentatively called Jiang Yi, but Jiang Yi remained silent, Yan Yiming called Shaojun again, but Jiang Yi still ignored her.

Yan Yiming probed, "Jiang Xiaoyi?"

Jiang Yi: "..."

"Yiyi? Ayi?"

Jiang Yi's eyelids twitched and he couldn't help but tremble, "...what is this called!"

Sure enough, he couldn't hold back at such a young age, Yan Yiming smiled secretly, but he didn't show any seriousness on his face, "It's only when I'm close, my parents still call me Ah Ming."

After Jiang Yi tasted the "close" son with the tip of his tongue, he finally suppressed the anger just now and said in a muffled voice, "Why are you called Ah Ming?"

"I heard that I didn't cry after I was born. My mother chose such a name because she was worried."

Jiang Yi's clever Shunpo educated Yan Yiming, "Madam chose such a name to wish you good health, but you said such casual words, how can you be worthy of Madam's painstaking efforts!"

"So you're angry because of this," Yan Yiming sighed lowly while lying on the table, "I know that my parents want me to be safe, but... well, I won't talk about it in the future, lest our young master be angry. By the way, a few days ago I saw that the Luoying on the jade pendant you have been wearing is old, so I made a new one when I had nothing to do."

After finishing speaking, he took out the braided Luo Ying from his sleeve and handed it to Jiang Yi who was surprised, "My craftsmanship is not bad."

Jiang Yi looked down at Luo Ying in Yan Yiming's hand, suddenly he was afraid to reach out to pick it up.

How to form a kindness, beautiful jade embellished with Luo Ying.

Although Jiang Yi is young, he is much more mature than his peers. Now he is at the age of ignorance of love, and suddenly his heart beats wildly.

She...doesn't she know that this sentence comes from Fanqin's "Poetry of Destiny of Love", which refers to the marriage of women...

But looking down at Shang Yan Yiming's indifferent eyes, Jiang Yi suddenly felt that he was thinking too much, maybe she just made up another one just because Luo Ying looked old before.

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, Yan Yiming hesitated to ask, "Could it be that Luo Ying can't be replaced?"

"No", Jiang Yi came back to his senses and said quickly, untied the jade pendant from his waist and handed it to Yan Yiming, "You help me fasten it."

Yan Yiming smiled and took the jade pendant, untied the tassels on it and replaced it with a new one, and then re-tied the jade pendant around Jiang Yi's waist. Luo Ying is extremely beautiful.

"I'll make up a new one for you when this one gets old," Yan Yiming said in satisfaction, as if he didn't see Jiang Yi's dazed look, he stood up, "I won't bother you to read when Luo Ying is delivered, by the way." , Lan Xiu will stew ginseng chicken soup in the evening, remember to come here."

After finishing speaking, he put on his cloak and waved at him, then turned and left.

Jiang Yi watched her leave, then picked up the jade pendant around his waist, it was just the jade pendant given to him by Jiang Wuye before his death, the jade was very good, the Luoying on it was exquisite and delicate, it couldn't be said to match.

Jiang Yi sat in front of the desk, stunned for a rare moment, only picked up the pen again after a long time, and looked down to find that the unfinished poems that he had silently written today were appended with a string of beautiful lower characters, which happened to write the whole poem The poem is finished.

Because of her weak body and her good looks, people always ignore her, but in fact she is also a very talented woman.

Jiang Yi smiled, and after looking at it for a while, he folded the paper and put it in his treasured book.

The days continued uninterruptedly. After all the children of the Jiang family took part in the children's examination, none of them passed the examination. Even the much-anticipated third son of the second room, Jiang San, regrettably failed the examination.

The second wife of Jiang didn't dare to boast anymore, she kept her tail between her legs and settled down for a long time. Later, Yan Yiming occasionally met the second bedroom and a group of people who came to the house to say hello, and the girls of the Jiang family saw Jiang Yi. Resentful, thinking that the second wife hadn't left the mansion, she still didn't control her mouth, not knowing what to arrange.

After Tong passed the test, Jiang Yi went to a private school with all the Jiang family's children. Yan Yiming asked him if he had encountered anything that went wrong. Jiang Yi always shook his head and said no, even though Yan Yiming It was found that there were a few scribbles in the books he brought back today.

Later, I heard from the elder brother's nephew that the third son of the second room was unconvinced and made trouble behind his back, but the next day he happily said that the third son was severely punished by the master, so it was embarrassing.

Yan Yiming looked at Jiang Yi's still indifferent face and smiled, even though he was still young, he was still not easy to mess with.

After that, the third and fourth girls who were engaged to marry also got married one after another, and they came back during the Chinese New Year another year, and they were already several months pregnant. I didn't react for a while, but after being pinched severely by my wife, I came back to my senses, laughed twice, and inadvertently saw a young boy with excellent looks but was startled by the fierceness in his eyes. .

When he turned his head again, the young man had already talked to Yan Yiming, with a faint smile on his face, as if the moment just now was just an illusion.

In the blink of an eye, it was another half a year.

When flowers, red willows, green lotuses filled the pond, the three girls and four girls had all become mothers in midsummer that year, Jiang Yi turned fifteen, and Yan Yiming, who was already eighteen years old, became more and more beautiful, but he still stayed in the boudoir.

No matter how anxious other people in the house were, Yan Yiming was rarely calm, lying down among the flowers for a nap, the handkerchief covering his face was taken away.

The sun suddenly pierced into his eyes, Yan Yiming subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands, the sun was mottled, and lazily saw the handsome young man above him who was no longer as tall as before through his fingers.

called her

"A Ming."