"Shuanglang, do you think crimson or vermilion is better?"

"I want to make a Western-style courtyard here, the kind from the last century. White arched door around flowers, marble angel sculpture. Have you ever seen a Fendi store in Las Vegas, that's what it feels like? It would be best if the feeling of the Greek gods could be carved. ”

Zhu Chi could hear it early in the morning, and Meng Shu was nagging in the courtyard. He put on a black bathrobe, stepped on his slippers and looked down, and saw Meng Shu wearing a bright yellow dress, his hair was in a daze with avocado green silk, and the diamond at the end was shining.

Her skin glowed in the sun, as if it were covered with pearl powder.

There was a little girl standing next to her, with braids on her head, and the plain cotton and linen skirt was blowing in the summer breeze. She took an iPad and looked at the drawings, looking serious.

Zhu Chi has seen all the beauties in the past two days. Meng Shu is in the inn, yesterday Wei Yan had already left with her old friend Tang Yue, and today there is a beautiful woman in the courtyard.

Zhu Chi wanted to find a dress that looked a little better cut, but he felt that the shirt was very shackled and completely uncomfortable, so he could only casually put on a short sleeve embroidered with a tiger's head that Meng Shu bought for him, grabbed two handfuls of hair, and sprayed a brown bottle of Opium. The special aroma of French vanilla and redcurrant is hidden in the middle of his hair.

Zhu Chi walked down the stairs and looked at the girl with a smile on her face. Meng Shu saw Zhu Chi's courteous appearance at a glance, "Why, if you see a beautiful woman, you won't walk the aisle?"

He rolled his eyes, "Nonsense, I'm being polite." "I wish Meng Shu in his eyes to dress gently today, but he has a different taste. The Hundred Flowers Fairy on the Immortal Mountain of the Divine Realm will also be indifferently inferior. He walked up to Meng Shu and handed her a hawthorn popsicle, "It's hot, cool and cool." ”

Meng Shu looked at him, why did this person change his sex? After entering the state of a demon the day before yesterday, he actually became so understanding. However, she teased him, "It's the beginning of autumn." Eat less cold,"

Zhu Chi sighed, "I wouldn't have given it to you if I had known, there are many problems." ”

Meng Shu looked at him, sniffed, and whispered, "Are you peacock on the screen?" What kind of perfume do you wear? And it's mine. ”

Zhu Chi was stunned for a moment, indeed the bottle of Opium for men and women was almost the same, his face turned white, which made Meng Shu laugh and said, "Child." ”

The wound on her face had turned pale rose, and he spoke in a slightly heavy tone, gritting his back teeth and reminding, "Be careful of scars!"

The designer Shuang Lang looked at the two of them with a smile next to him, "Then I'll go into the house first, and you two will talk." ”

"No, no, no. Meng Shu waved his hand.

Zhu Chi turned to the girl and looked at the image of the iPad in her hand, which was full of photos of the inn. "What is this for?"

Meng Shu crossed his waist, "What are you talking about? Two days ago, you were a demon and smashed this place, and I still have to repair it." Shuanglang is a designer, but I spent a lot of money to invite it, don't make me yellow. ”

"Gotta get it, don't nag it. I'll prepare refreshments for the two mothers. My son retired first, so please ...... okay" said and disappeared as soon as he slipped away.

Meng Shu looked at his back and pulled the corners of his mouth.

Shuang Lang giggled.

As we chatted, the door was pushed open and a man walked in. At the age of thirty, he is wearing a smart dark dress, his complexion is a little white, and even his blood vessels can be seen clearly. His sunglasses reflected the cool skirt, and he walked step by step towards the two people in the courtyard.

Meng Shu walked up, "Sir, we won't open the door today." Sorry that the compensation for the cancellation should have already been credited to your account. ”

The man took off his sunglasses, looked at Meng Shu with a pair of gray-blue eyes, and then raised his eyes to look at Shuanglang in the distance.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank, obviously surprised. Meng Shu seemed to be able to feel the throbbing in his heart, as if he was about to jump out. It's just that his complexion hasn't changed.

She noticed that his fingertips trembled slightly, hiding the restlessness in the depths of his soul. Meng Shu followed his line of sight and glanced back at Shuanglang curiously.

She didn't look at it, still holding a white Apple Pencil to outline the lines.

In the courtyard, in the shade of the trees, stands in a pavilion. Without powder, it is more beautiful than thousands of prosperity. The silence is like a delicate Renaissance oil painting.

"Who's that?"

The man's voice was like a wide river. It seemed that Meng Shu could feel the fierceness of rushing through the boulder.

"Sir?" she asked, looking at the man in front of her, "do you know each other?"

He was thoughtful and did not answer the question. Obviously, I don't know it, but it seems that there are bonds and entanglements in the dark.

The man pulled the corner of his shirt, and his shirt neatly outlined his figure. He bypassed Meng Shu and walked straight to Shuanglang. Gently and in a low voice, he introduced himself: "Hello, I'm Han Mo." ”

Shuang Lang raised his eyes to meet the man's cold eyes, but suddenly he felt that he was ignited by the flames.

Why did people say nothing, but they were so red that they were at the root of their ears.

"Huh?" she didn't react for a moment, pursed her lips and reached over to take the man's broad, warm hand. "Shuanglang. ”

Unexpectedly, looking cold, the warm current poured from the palm of the hand to the heart.

She withdrew her hand like an electric shock and smiled embarrassedly.

The man stared down at her slightly curled eyelashes, small lips, and a crescent-shaped white stone hanging from her neck, which was generally crystal clear and emitted a faint blue light, and then faded into a milky white, ivory-like stone.

His brow furrowed slightly, and he suddenly realized where the crescent stone had come from.

In his dreams.

In the dreams of the day and night.

It is the key to the puzzled years of doubt in a hurry to find answers.

He wanted to reach out and touch. Seeing that the strange man was so abrupt and unstable, Shuang Lang panicked and took two steps back.

The man's hand froze in the air.

Meng Shu saw this strange appearance, and before he could open the two of them, he heard the door open again, "Hello, we don't accept guests today!"

"We're closed today, please come back. Meng Shu made a gesture of please, and was about to drive people away. Originally, today's wind and sunshine were beautiful, and he and Shuanglang Little Beauty discussed the decoration of the courtyard in the courtyard.

First Zhu Chi, and then two men, disturbed this clarity. One by one, they stared at Shuanglang like a tiger wolf Shiba Inu.

Before she could finish her sentence, the man standing in the doorway yelled, "What are you doing!

As he spoke, he quickly ran to Shuanglang's side and protected her.

That Han Mo was like a male lion whose territory had been violated, obviously concerned about the destruction of the beautiful atmosphere just now, and he asked in a low voice, "Who are you?"

"Her boyfriend!"