After dressing as an abusive female supporting character, I and the villain HE got together

"Not very good looking..."

Gu Chongyuan choked back his laughter until the corner of his mouth twitched, and said this with such a brazen expression, Second Miss Song is still the No.1 in the Dayao Dynasty.

Jiang Zhan lowered his eyes slightly, knocked down the teacup he was going to hand to her lightly, moved his cuffs, and switched positions with the celadon porcelain cup in front of him. Sneering: "Not only are you out of your mind, but you also have bad eyesight."

Song Tangtang sneered at his remarks.

Come on, she's a golden finger with God's perspective, okay?The only author in the whole book who personally stamped the ceiling with a stunning face is none other than Song Tangtang, the second young lady of the Song family with the same name and surname as her.

The so-called right way is justice, and Jiang Zhan is a villain, so Jiang Zhan has to sit back a little bit.

Song Tangtang shrunk her shoulders back with her chin tensed, showing a weird and funny expression, her small mouth moved, and she muttered in a low voice, "...Narcissist."

The narcissist himself was just talking nonsense when the second lady was out of his mind. Gu Chongyuan stretched out his hand and was about to pick up the second piece of red bean shortbread. A knock, eyes warning.

"...All right." Gu Chongyuan furrowed his brows and leaned over with his voice suppressed: "If you don't, I'll eat you two yuan... I know Miss Song specially sent it to you, and those who see it can't have it." Got it?"

Jiang Zhan filled the tea and wrote lightly: "I see that your clothes have become a lot tighter recently, and you still don't reduce them."

Gu Chongyuan withdrew his hand with ulterior motives, hissed and shook his folding fan, jokingly said: "It's all yours. Is it alright?" After speaking, he murmured: "Personal attacks are a no-brainer, Young Master Jiang. .It's obvious that my recent exercise has begun to show results, and it's not that my clothes are tight."

Song Tangtang couldn't hear the two talking in a low voice, and all his attention was attracted by Gu Chongyuan's shaking fan: "Hey, this fan is exquisite and beautiful. I have never seen such a drawing before."

Although it was early spring in April, the sun was shining high in the sky at this time. Song Tangtang fanned the wind with her hands, and the smooth and white forehead was dripping with sweat. Pa, casually wiped his face.

"The day is changing so quickly. There is still a breeze before I go out. It burns people's skin right now." She said while reaching for the teacup on the table, Jiang Zhan lowered his eyes, indifferent He watched her pick up her cup, and drank it boldly and refreshingly on the rim of the cup that her lips touched before.

"..." Gu Chongyuan was so shocked that the fan "slapped" to the ground, was he dazzled?Is he blind?Or is he crazy?No, Jiang Zhan must be crazy!

In an instant, many thoughts were in a mess in his mind, Gu Chongyuan only felt that his brain was punched hard in the face, and Tianling Gai kept buzzing.

What did Jiang Zhan do?He just watched Second Miss Song drink tea from his own cup with such cold eyes, and this major general, who was disgusted and contemptuous even if he touched his sleeve, retreated three meters away, as if he had contracted some kind of plague, his expression was so indifferent The thin eyelids never lifted?

...... Blue sky and white sun, I saw a ghost.

Gu Xiaohou thought numbly.

In the next second, Gu Chongyuan was enlightened, and his eyes of condemnation severely crucified a certain culprit who was calm and composed, and then looked at the innocent Second Miss Song with sympathy and pity.She seemed to be very surprised and pleasantly surprised, her eyes were curved like a crescent moon, and she licked her lower lip because of the lingering tea fragrance on the tip of her tongue.

"I won't bring meat buns next time. When I passed by the martial arts field, I found that everyone was sweating from training. It is better to drink more tea in this weather. I saw the five-flower herbal tea at the tea stand in front of Zuiyan Pavilion, which is very refreshing and quenches thirst. , I'll order someone to pack it up and deliver it some other day." Relieved from the dryness in her throat, Song Tangtang raised the corners of her lips contentedly, and held the green glazed teacup in front of her eyes, her row of small white teeth were like pearls: "This tea is Jiangzhou's snow-topped tea. My mother likes to drink this most in the mansion."

"..."

Song Tangtang only realized later that Master Gu had solidified into a stone statue. She hesitated to put down the teacup, bent down to reach for the folding fan that had fallen by her feet, pinched the tassel pendant on the fan handle with her thin white fingers, He shook his head and blinked strangely: "What's wrong with Young Master?"

Gu Chongyuan shook his head stiffly, Song Tangtang was puzzled, and couldn't help asking: "Could it be that I made a mistake? Isn't this Jiangzhou's snowy peak?"

"Yes..." Gu Chongyuan squeezed out the words with difficulty, "but..."

Song Tangtang instantly felt that the celadon porcelain cup in his hand was like a hot potato, and he couldn't hold it or put it down, and held it in the air awkwardly.Her voice was thin and soft, and because of uncertainty, her voice was extraordinarily small and soft: "Could it be... I can't drink this tea?"

"No, no." Gu Chongyuan recovered from the moment of being rude. He glanced at Jiang Zhan who was calm and calm, cupped his hands, and forced himself to change the topic: "If the second lady doesn't dislike it, this I gave the folding fan to Second Miss as a thank you gift for the red bean shortbread."

Song Tangtang was about to push back, when Jiang Zhan suddenly picked up a discarded booklet and twirled it between his fingers. After being dazzled for a while, the booklet was twisted into a simple folding fan with 28 creases, accompanied by a concise "take it" Pass it to her.

Song Tangtang looked at a hand with clearly slender phalanges in astonishment, a little puzzled: "...why?"

Jiang Zhan said indifferently: "I don't know which fans gave him that fan. Do you want to win people's love?"

"..." Song Tangtang hurriedly took the fan, "No, no, no." Then he gently persuaded Gu Chongyuan: "Young Master, you should put away this folding fan!"

Gu Chongyuan was even more perplexed when he heard the words. He touched the bridge of his nose in embarrassment, and wanted to reach out to touch the teacup. Suddenly, he thought of Jiang Zhan's behavior of Meng Lang, who knew people and faces but didn't know his heart, and withdrew his hand a little embarrassingly.

The atmosphere was strangely dull for a while, Song Tangtang lifted his chin, and carefully looked at the ashen-faced little lord with his eyes: "...Young lord, don't you want to try other things?"

Gu Chongyuan's face was paralyzed, and he sighed: "Thank you for the kindness of the second lady, the second lady's thoughts should be left to the major general."

"He can't finish eating so much." Song Tangtang looked at the three-layer food box with her chin resting, feeling a little heartbroken: "Look at him, he hasn't even touched his chopsticks..."

Jiang Zhan's hand holding the red bean shortbread with chopsticks froze for a moment, and after a few breaths, he slowly put it into his mouth.

He also commented seriously: "Too sweet, no way."

"..." Song Tangtang rolled his eyes, spread his hands, shook his head helplessly and said, "Look, a dog's mouth can't speak human words."

Zhou Zhen stepped into the side hall at this moment, and as soon as he stepped over the threshold, he was so frozen by the strange atmosphere in the hall that he subconsciously wanted to withdraw his legs.

Song Tangtang saw him alertly and keenly, and immediately distinguished the elder brother and younger brother among the twins.

One is as passionate as fire, and the other is as cold as ice.

"Zhou Zhen!" she shouted, "Come and eat something?"

"Major General." Zhou Zhen shook his head slowly first: "Thank you, Second Miss. My subordinates won't eat." Then he bowed slightly to Jiang Zhan and Gu Chongyuan: "The recruits want to grab what Second Miss Song brought. The last Zhang Ji big meat bun, do you want to go and have a look?"

Jiang Zhan frowned slightly: "What about the rules?"

Zhou Zhen was silent, so it's not to blame Zhou Heng's talkative, who said in a loud voice that the wife of the major general brought condolences to everyone, and then the well-trained teenagers booed loudly like ants in a frying pan, One of the recruits has defended the ring for [-] times, and the atmosphere in the audience is even more arrogance. Zhou Heng is still encouraging, saying something like "If you miss today, there will be no tomorrow", "Although they are all big meat buns, this is the young lady." The big meat buns delivered by me personally!" and other nonsense.

"Those who take the lead in booing will be fined to copy the military discipline thirty times." Jiang Zhan said coldly when he saw that he was silent.

These newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and they are not afraid of real swords and guns. On the contrary, they are most afraid of copying the thick military discipline. They are all people who wield swords and swords. The cocoons are even thicker!

"Yes." Zhou Zhen just answered, turned around and was about to leave, Song Tangtang suddenly jumped down happily from the chair, and the soft-soled shoes with cloud wave patterns fell lightly on the ground. Zhan, unconsciously, said in a coquettish tone with his parents and sisters at home: "Don't, don't. I've never seen Shou Lei before, I want to go and see, okay..."

"..."

The hope in Song Tangtang's eyes was like a cluster of small flames, containing hidden expectations and joy, as if as long as he uttered the word "no" of rejection, her little flower in full bloom in spring would immediately usher in a round of adventure. The sudden storm made him so tired that he couldn't be happy anymore.

The monosyllable he was about to say was abruptly swallowed back. Jiang Zhan picked up a round jujube and played with it in his palm for a while before changing his words: "Go and see."

Gu Chongyuan seemed to have predicted everything, his expression was blank.

Song Tangtang was really overjoyed when she heard the words, Xiaoli dimple raised her head happily, she raised her hand and shook it, and said with a smile: "Young Master, do you want to go together?"

Gu Chongyuan sat up instantly, nodded hurriedly: "Let's go."

The two children happily moved away from the air-conditioned Major General, Zhou Zhen's mouth drooped slightly, he turned sideways to give way to the two, and asked hesitantly, "...Major General?"

Jiang Zhan stood up calmly, his eyes fell on the folding fan that Song Tangtang had left behind, curled his index finger, hooked it into his palm, and closed the opened food basket by the way, and said softly: "Put this away, Xiaohou will wait a while." Grandpa will come back and give him another meal."

He walked a few steps, then turned around again: "Oh yes, give him the Xueding Hanjian, and take the least valuable one."

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He was jealous, he was jealous, he was jealous——