Felix Song and the Starlight Charm Chapter 7

Felix Song followed the sound and heard the girl's words word by word.

"How can it be a robbery? Brother Felix Song and I are in love with each other," Ivy Nan said, paused and blinked shyly, "and brother Felix Song doesn't like older women, he said , he likes girls like me who are young and have something in common with him. "

"By the way, Auntie, you and Brother Felix Song are separated by several generations. Oh my God! It's terrible. Auntie, you are already an advanced maternal age. Unlike me, who is young and in good health, even if I give birth to Brother Felix Song in the future. The triplets are fine!"

The little girl made a loud noise and stood at the bridge with her arms akimbo. She was full of energy and energetic, like a small animal that swore ownership of its territory and bared its teeth in demonstration at the foreign invaders.

The amber sunlight was like a broken honey jar, a jumping gilt color, which reminded him of a leaping deer in the jungle. The muscles in her legs were smooth, and the golden sunlight fell on her like rolling clouds.

She was wearing a long red Christmas-colored shawl, a white rabbit velvet scarf, and fluffy braids. Her moist apricot eyes were like a black ocean.

A spirited, beautiful and energetic girl, and sunshine.

Felix Song couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips, and walked softly behind her.

When the girl turned around, the confident and triumphant look in her eyes met his gaze, and she instantly froze into stone sculptures.

Ivy Nan's ears turned red at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. She quickly wrapped her scarf tighter, revealing only her black grape-like eyes.

It doesn’t matter if you leave, it doesn’t matter if you don’t leave.

It's so awkward right here.

She shouldn't be so kind as to help him!

This sick man was angry with her yesterday, yet she helped him like this today.

Sure enough, not holding grudges is not a good habit!

The wind blew, lifting up the fine snow on the treetops and falling on the two of them. Felix Song raised his hand at the right time, not touching the side of her face.

The tall, handsome man and the lively and agile girl are simply more beautiful than the scenes in the movie, a match made in heaven.

Xue Yaxian looked at the scene in front of her, her chest heaving with anger, and she rushed forward angrily: "Felix Song, who is this woman?"

The man frowned slightly, as if he was extremely unhappy with her interrupting the atmosphere.

He stood in front of Ivy Nan, covering the petite girl tightly. His eyes were gentle but without a trace of emotion. He was extremely indifferent, and his tone was also cold: "Leave."

"You------" Xue Yaxian stamped her foot, "Why do you drive me away?"

"The medicine hall only accepts patients."

"I'm sick, why don't I come to you for treatment? My heart hurts, please help me." Xue Yaxian pursed her lips with thick lipstick and reached out to pull the man's sleeve, but Felix Song calmly avoided it. .

The emotion between his brows was also extremely cold: "Master is in the medicine hall."

"They want you to watch." Xue Yaxian also acted coquettishly.

Ivy Nan couldn't bear it anymore and stuck her head out from behind the man: "Auntie, can you stop going crazy? I'm about to vomit out the last night's meal."

Xue Yaxian was insulted by Ivy Nan several times. She was so angry that she kicked the basket over and pointed at them: "Just wait for me. My father has already said that I can marry anyone I like in Songyu." ,Felix Song will be mine sooner or later!"

After saying that, he turned around and ran away bitterly.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," Ivy Nan crossed his arms and picked up a piece of green grass from the side. He held it in his mouth and leaned against the bridge railing, squinting and shaking his head, "Sick Yangzi, when the time comes, the old man will not really Sell   you to her? Then ask the mayor to give you a large sum of money, no, it's a dowry. "

The meaning of ridicule and gloating is obvious.

Felix Song glanced meaningfully at the little girl who was giggling in the sun, and said warmly: "It is best not to hold raw gray cabbage in your mouth. In mild cases, it may cause itching all over the body, and in severe cases, it may cause rashes all over the body, convulsions or even coma."

Gray vegetables?

What gray vegetables?

Ivy Nan followed his gaze and landed on the grass leaf that she had just picked and held in her mouth for fun. She opened her mouth in fright and found the grass leaf in her shoe.

The man in front of her had already left. When he passed by her, he curled his lips and looked sideways: "At your age, it is time to study hard. As for giving birth to triplets, it is not something you should do now."

The gentle hem of his clothes, with the fresh scent of grass and trees, brushed past her side.

When Ivy Nan realized what he was talking about, his whole body was red from his neck to his ears, as if he was about to boil. He stamped his feet fiercely: "Damn it, Felix Song, what have you heard, you sick man? That's what I said. I'm trying to save you, I'm trying to save you, ahhhhhh!"

The man's figure had long since disappeared from the field of vision, leaving only the girl roaring angrily.

As everyone knows, not far away, the man hidden in the shadow of the tree clearly heard it, and the corners of his lips curved in a very shallow arc.

"Dad, I don't want to stay in Songyu anymore. I want to go back to Beicheng."

"No! It's dangerous for you to go alone. Just stay in Songyu and wait for me to pick you up after the New Year. Xiao Song has personally promised me that he will take good care of you."

"What? Bing Yang... No, when did Brother Felix Song promise you?" Ivy Nan was lying on the bed and calling Marvin Nan out of boredom. Hearing this, he became excited and sat upright.

"On the night you arrived in Songyu, I called Lao Du and Xiao Song answered the phone. Xiao Song is a gentle and steady kid. I'm warning you, you little brat, not to bully others..." Marvin Nan was on the phone. Halfway through the instructions, the assistant's urging voice suddenly sounded.

"Okay, your father and I are going to catch a plane. I won't tell you anymore. I'm warning you, little brat. Just stay in Songyu. If I find you running away, I will deduct half a year's pocket money from you." "

After hanging up the phone, Ivy Nan wailed and collapsed on the bed.

How can I deduct so much pocket money? How can I buy her snacks, clothes and figurines? There will be limited edition ones after the Chinese New Year!

It's all because of that sick man's blind promise. Now it's even more impossible for Marvin Nan to let her go back on her own!

Ivy Nan gritted her teeth. He kept calling her by her nickname. Even her own father did not dare to call her that. It was so unreasonable in broad daylight.

No, she couldn't sit still and wait for death. Since Marvin Nan asked Zai to stay in Songyu to rest assured that Felix Song would take care of her, she could let Felix Song take the initiative to let go of Marvin Nan.

It is not easy to threaten a sick person to write a letter to her.

When Ivy Nan rolled up his sleeves and rushed into Felix Song's room, the man was wearing a white frosty snow silk shirt, his sleeves were rolled up, and the room was filled with sunlight. He was standing in front of the desk, with a brush hanging in his hand, practicing.

There is a large sheet of rice paper spread out on the table, smelling of ink, with rows of Chinese medicine names written on it.

Ivy Nan leaned over to take a look, and was shocked for a moment.

Although her handwriting is as bad as shit and she has never learned calligraphy, she can still see that the handwriting on the rice paper is majestic and majestic, with the faint feeling of a secluded ravine lurking in the wind and rain. Come.

"It turns out that whatever the teacher said was a lie, your handwriting is completely different from your own style." She murmured in a low voice, then leaned her head over to take a closer look: "Yangyangzi, your writing is so beautiful. , why are you still practicing calligraphy?"

Felix Song hung the brush in his hand on the pen holder, pulled out a piece of paper to dry his hands, and his eyes fell on the little girl beside him who was staring blankly at his words, and then looked at the large and bright door that let the wind in, and there were There was a clear gray footprint, which had obviously been kicked open.

He said gently: "Master said that practicing calligraphy can calm the mind."

... She was speechless.

What a boring reason.

Ivy Nan curled her lips and said, "That old man can only lie to an honest person like you..." Halfway through her complaint, she remembered the purpose of coming to him and cleared her throat: "Did you do it before?" Talking to my dad on the phone."

Felix Song thought for a moment and replied, "Uncle Nan did call you on the night you came."

really.

Ivy Nan narrowed his eyes: "Then you call him now and tell him that I am not acclimated to the climate in Songyu and have vomiting and diarrhea. Ask him to send someone to pick me up. A driver or a nanny will do."

"But you are very healthy now." He was not fooled at all.

Ivy Nan sighed, knowing that pretending to be sick would be completely humiliating oneself under the noses of Chinese medicine doctors. He honestly explained the reason: "I don't want to stay in Songyu anymore, I want to go home."

There is nothing in the mountains and rivers here, and there is no place to play if you want to.

"So you helped me deceive Lao Nan, and I'll give you two months of pocket money." Ivy Nan reluctantly gave up.

Unexpectedly, Felix Song looked at her gently, stood up and turned off the wind, and shook his head slightly: "Chang Geng, I can't deceive Uncle Nan like this."

"It's not a big deal. Otherwise, I would pester you here every day, and you would have to clean up the mess for me. It would be so troublesome."

"How about... I'll give you three months' pocket money, and no more."

"Hey, Sick Yangzi, talk!"

...

The man didn't say a word from beginning to end, but quietly folded the rice paper that was drying on the table and put it away.

The sunlight fell into his eyes like fine golden streams.

Ivy Nan was completely ignored.

good very good!

It’s clear that he won’t cooperate with her Master Xing!

She suddenly turned around, holding her hands behind her back, and walked to the wardrobe on the south side of the room with a few strides like a master. She took her hands with her and opened his wardrobe completely with a force.

The clothes inside were extremely neat, sorted into categories, pressed and hung without a trace of wrinkles. From dark to light, from thin to thick, they were really neater than the filing cabinets in their school.

The colors are also too single, black, white and gray, and occasionally one or two pieces of different colors are also light colors.

Completely opposite to her blind doghouse-like wardrobe.

In Marvin Nan's words, as soon as the door of her wardrobe is opened, if she doesn't stop it with her hands in time, the clothes will pour out like an avalanche.

Felix Song did not move and reminded softly: "Chang Geng, this is my room."

"What's yours is mine. We are good friends, so what's the point of distinguishing each other?" She snorted, rubbed her hands together in a grand manner, looking for the target excitedly, thinking about where to start.

"You shouldn't just walk into a boy's room like this," he paused, "and you shouldn't touch other people's things without permission."

"I'm about to move. If you don't like it, just tell Lao Nan and ask him to come over and pick me up." Ivy Nan looked back at him and raised a provocative smile at him, feeling proud.

She picked up a pile of clothes with her little arms and threw them on his bed, "I came to Songyu in a hurry and didn't bring a change of clothes, so it's natural for me to borrow yours."

Felix Song stood by the desk and said in a soft voice: "I can take you to the town to buy..."

"I need to take a shower and change clothes now. I don't have time to buy anything, so I can only borrow yours first." She interrupted without thinking.

Obviously, he looks like a great devil who is unreasonable and bullying.

Felix Song looked at the girl's arrogant look and couldn't help but think of the news that he had made people pay attention to her in the past few years.

I beat away the gangsters outside the school with my own hands; chased them around the classroom with a mop, locked several boys who bullied the transfer students in the women's bathroom and forced several of them to cry, and even looked like a girl when I went to read a self-reflection letter under the national flag. The proud look of a hero; he would rather be last in the exam than cheat...

He couldn't help but chuckle.

Now that she was in front of him, he could imagine how sparkling she was.

It's a pity that I can't see it with my own eyes.

Ivy Nan shook off his clothes and spread them all over the bed. Turning around, the man was leaning on the edge of the table, his long fingers touching his lips and he chuckled softly. His long eyelashes were like fluttering butterflies.

She doesn't get angry anywhere.

No, brother, am I already like this? Aren't you angry? ? ?

Hey, I messed up all your clothes?

Isn't this sick man going crazy because of her anger?

When Ivy Nan rushed into the bathroom angrily holding a piece of men's clothes, he slammed the bathroom door angrily.

It doesn't matter if you meet someone with a good temper. Damn it, her thousands of tactics, more than thirty-six strategies, are all a waste of time in front of Felix Song.

Why is this sick man so stuck in the rules? If he promises Lao Nan, he must do it. No matter how she coerces or induces, it's all in vain.

Ivy Nan looked up to the sky and sighed.

The bathroom was filled with natural hot spring water and filled with mist. She took a hot bath comfortably and put on clean clothes. When she opened the bathroom door, her eyes widened.

The man was sitting on the chair in her room. His white shirt was very loose and draped, clearly outlining his tall frame. His arms were resting lazily on the table, and his long fingers were holding the test paper she had finished half of. Hearing the sound, he raised his eyes. Look over.

"Bang------"

Ivy Nan muttered silently, "If I don't get angry, I will become angry and hallucinate" and closed the door.

She must have opened it the wrong way.

All over again.

She took a deep breath and opened the door again.

Felix Song's expression remained the same, and he even looked at her leisurely.

"No, this is my room. Why did you come in?" Ivy Nan finally realized that this was not an illusion caused by anger. He walked over a few steps and stood in front of him handsomely, pointing at him with a finger that still smelled of moisture. .

The girl had just come out of the shower, with a faint peach scent still exuding from her body. She was wearing a men's shirt that was too big for her. Her long black hair was spread over her shoulders. The ends were damp and steamy, and the water droplets rolled down. At the exposed ankle, the girl's heels were covered in hot water in the bathroom, making them glow a light pink.

Felix Song's eyes fell on it for a moment, and he tilted his head slightly to avoid her finger that was almost poking the tip of his nose. He said in a gentle voice: "What's yours is mine. There is no difference between good friends."

Ivy Nan:? ? ?

Why does this sentence sound so familiar?

It took her a long time to think about it.

Damn, it’s really like using the spear of the son to attack the shield of the son.

This man is really a yin and yang leader.

His tone was so calm that she didn't realize that he was talking about Yin Yang.

The girl's long black soft hair was scattered on her shoulders, and her dark eyes were wide and particularly cute, like a deer that was frightened by the sudden appearance of an intruder while drinking water by a stream in the forest.

"I..." Ivy Nan stared at him and was choked to the point of being speechless.

Why did this sick man suddenly become so vengeful?

"Then you can't touch my things!"

His eyes were filled with a half-smile, and he pointedly walked around the men's shirt she had just "robbed" and said with a smile: "What's yours is mine, good friend..." ..."

"That's enough!" Ivy Nan interrupted, slapping her hand on the paper on the table, raising her chin like a proud little fox, "From now on, when I knock on the door when I enter the house, you can't even enter my room..." .."

She moved too much, the shirt was already too wide, and only two buttons were fastened, and they suddenly fell down as she moved.

Everything happened so fast, she only had time to scream, and grabbed her hands in mid-air, grabbing a lonely place