Chapter 878 When the Heroine of the Main Drama Appears in Mary Su's World 37

Ah Zhao did reject the boy in front of him.

The boy obviously didn't expect the eldest lady to take a fancy to him, he just showed his feelings on the surface.

Seeing the boy leave sadly, the two people who watched quietly were relieved.

Meng Feiying came back rationally at this moment, only to realize what she had just done.

She quickly stood up straight, snorted coldly, did not look at Tang Zhou, and walked away maintaining her demeanor.

Tang Zhou did not leave.

He looked at Ah Zhao who was still standing there, thought for a while, and finally raised his legs and walked over.

"Miss." He stood still at a very safe distance and called Ah Zhao.

Ah Zhao looked back at him: "Tang Zhou."

There was even a faint smile on her face.

Tang Zhou felt that his feelings were not wrong.

The eldest lady in her own family is far gentler than that in school.

"What's the matter?" Ah Zhao looked at him.

That's right, I came to find the eldest lady by myself, what's the matter?

There was an impulse in Tang Zhou's heart.

He wanted to confess to the person in front of him like the boy just now.

But he also knows that there are many boys in the world who like Missy.

But none of them have won the favor of the eldest lady.

If you do it yourself, you will probably have the same result as others.

So he suppressed this urge, and turned his gaze to the sky.

"The moonlight is beautiful tonight," he said.

A subtle thought arose in Ah Zhao's heart.

She glanced at Tang Zhou calmly, and found that the boy was looking at the moon seriously with a serious expression.

It seems that the sentence has no other meaning.

Probably there is really no other meaning.

After all, in the world of Mary Su, there may not necessarily be a foreigner named Natsume Soseki hiding his confession in such a beautiful sentence.

So she nodded, followed Tang Zhou's words, and glanced at the full moon like a silver plate: "The moonlight tonight is indeed beautiful."

Tang Zhou's heart was pounding.

He couldn't help but look sideways at the people beside him.

The night wind blew her white skirt.

He wanted to say, you are more beautiful than the moonlight.

But these words were too meng lang.

He dare not.

He was afraid that once some unsuitable words were spoken, he and she would not be able to be tablemates.

A Zhao sensed his gaze, and there seemed to be tiny light spots shining in the black eyes, with a hint of questioning.

It was like asking him, "You're looking at me again, what are you trying to say?"

Tang Zhou took a deep breath and said something that was inconspicuous to the situation in front of him.

"The gift for the young lady may be a little crude. But I put my heart into it. I hope the young lady will like it."

Ah Zhao was stunned for a moment, nodded, and said warmly, "Thank you."

Tang Zhou felt that he was lucky tonight.

Otherwise, how could I meet such a gentle lady, stand with her, and talk so much.

People are never satisfied.

Maybe it's because the wind is too gentle tonight, maybe it's because the moonlight is too beautiful, or maybe it's just before he came to talk to him, he secretly drank a glass of wine to strengthen himself.

Tang Zhou said something that he would never say easily in his rational state.

"Miss, can I invite you to a dance?"

After saying this, he realized what he had said.

Most of that faint drunkenness disappeared in an instant.

Tang Zhou froze.