Dinner time is going on unhurriedly, and in addition to the sound of the clashing of dishes and chopsticks on the table, it is the laughter of the people at the table.

Old Man Murong talked about Murong Yi's parents between laughter, and his sad emotions filled his heart again.

He said earnestly: "When Yi'er was two years old, her parents were in a car accident, leaving two younger children for me to raise. ”

He paused, his clear eyes suddenly became cloudy, he looked at Murong Ya and Murong Yi again, and said, "So they lost their parents since they were children, it's all my fault." ”

The deep self-blame made him beat his chest, and the servant behind him was still clever, and he had already prepared a towel for him to wipe off.

Seeing that the cheerful atmosphere just now suddenly became solemn again, Old Man Murong said to her with tears in his eyes: "Mingyue, what do your parents do?"

"I was an orphan and grew up in an orphanage. She lowered her head and counted the few grains of rice in the bowl with her chopsticks.

As soon as the words came out, the people at the dinner table were stunned, and even Murong Yi looked at her in disbelief.

Who would have thought that this peach-like girl who gave people a simple and generous smile as soon as they met was actually an orphan who had always been strong.

Although he has the same disease as her, he has a sister who has depended on each other since he was a child, and a grandfather who supports the family with one hand.

This is such a strong woman, he sincerely gave her a thumbs up in his heart.

Old Man Murong and Murong Ya's expressions were a little heavy, quite surprised that she was actually an orphan, and she wanted to talk about this wedding period, but it made Old Man Murong feel like a fish in his throat.

"Ah, it's okay, Mingyue, this will be your home in the future, and the door will be open at any time to welcome you. Old Man Murong smiled, and seemed to have some sympathy and comfort in his tone.

Liang Mingyue pretended to be relaxed and said: "It's okay grandpa, I'm used to it, even if I don't have parents, I will live a good life." ”

"Yes, Mingyue, if you have a relationship with my brother in the future, if he dares to bully you, you can tell me and grandpa, and we will help you get angry. Murong Ya joked and joked with Murong Yi.

Murong Yi listened to her sister's words, and said jealously: "Sister, why are you turning your arms outward, I am your own brother." ”

Although this was a joke, the old man Murong heard that something was wrong, and hurriedly scolded Murong Yi: "You kid, what are you talking about? Mingyue is dating you, she is a member of the Murong family, and she is also your sister's brother-in-law, how can this be a turning outward?"

"That's it, brother, this is your mistake!" Murong Ya relied on her grandfather's deterrent power to teach Murong Yi a lesson again.

Liang Mingyue was still in a very embarrassing situation at this time, she had just agreed to accompany Murong Yi to finish this scene at the end, but she always felt that she was an outsider when she came here to eat, and every time she comforted herself in her heart, she was always cramped and uneasy.

After finally finishing the meal, it was already early, and even the last trace of the sunset had disappeared without a trace.

She originally thought that she was just here for a homely meal, and then she was ready to go home, but she was too naïve to think about all this.

At the end of the meal, Old Man Murong repeatedly reminded Murong Yi to take her to see the pear blossoms in the garden, and she couldn't bear to refuse the old man's heart, so she gladly accepted.

The evening breeze in early spring was still a little cold, and it was as if it had been cut by a sharp knife on its cheeks, and it was painful to gasp.

Strange to say, the pear blossoms here bloom two months earlier than usual, and the pear trees elsewhere are still smoking, but here they are already fragrant.

The pear orchard is a wrap-around structure, and the outermost layer is the old-fashioned brick wall, and in the east corner there is a small pond.

The water in the pond sparkles in the light of the corridor not far away, and a three-dimensional fountain is built in the center, which seems to be for people to admire.

The flowers on the pear tree were in full bloom, and the petals fell from the tree when they were swept by a wind, some of them were blown down into the lawn, and some of them were swept into the pond by the wind.

On the side of the pond there is an octagonal pavilion with six vermilion pillars solemn and solemn, and tables and chairs from ancient times are placed in the pavilion.

She was very curious, so she hurried over, and Murong Yi followed behind.

I have to say that this old man Murong used to love ancient furnishings so much, and it was really more real than what she had done in costume dramas before.

She bumps around like a curious kitten, like a survivor left over from the last century.

Finding a seat close to her, she sat cross-legged with a thoughtful look.

Murong Yi also sat opposite her leisurely, and asked her interestingly, "How is it here?"

"It's not beautiful, but it's very calming and refreshing. She looked at him with a pair of moving eyes, one hand on her cheek, and continued: "Let people be able to merge with this piece of snow white." ”

That's not beauty, because the word "beauty" is not enough to describe this white pear orchard.

At this time, not saying a word may be worth a thousand words, so Murong Yi simply looked at her quietly, looking at her grandfather's snow-white pear orchard, and even felt that it was an extremely enjoyable thing.

The beautiful scenery and beautiful woman are a perfect match!

However, if there is no wine, Xingxing may be lost.

So he thought about drinking some wine at that time, first, to warm his body, and secondly, to help the fun.

He personally went to get a bottle of 82-year-old red wine, holding red wine in one hand and two goblets in the other, although the weather was cold, but his heart was boiling.

"Where have you been?" Liang Mingyue was still holding her cheeks, but she heard heavy and hurried footsteps behind her, so she didn't want to know that it must be him.

Murong Yi continued to walk towards her, placing two wine glasses and a bottle of red wine on the table to attract her attention.

"Going to get the wine?" she asked, then shook her head again, "No, I don't know how to drink, I'll get drunk when I do!"

Murong Yi pried the bottle cap and said, "It's okay, let's not drink too much!"

At first, she disagreed, because she was a student, so she never drank alcohol, and she was also prone to getting drunk.

But under Murong Yi's painstaking persuasion, she reluctantly agreed to drink a little.

He poured red wine into both goblets, and a rushing stream of red liquid slowly flowed out of the bottles, filling the otherwise transparent goblets to the brim.

"Come, cheers!" Murong Yi picked up one of the wine glasses and made an inviting gesture.

Liang Mingyue also picked up the remaining cup, touched it with him, and drank it all.

But she never knew that this red wine had been treasured for many years, and it had a lot of stamina, and after a while, she felt dizzy and her eyelids were heavy.

"Mingyue, are you okay?" He didn't expect her to get drunk so easily, and she was still drunk and unconscious.

Her cheeks were crimson, like a peach blossom about to bloom, and she was drunk and unconscious and half-lying on the table, sometimes sticking out her tongue with relish and licking the remaining red wine at the corner of her mouth.

The long, slightly curled thick eyelashes fluttered slightly, accompanied by the frowning eyebrows, and the sound of even and steady breathing one after another, which looked like a sleeping child.

But Murong Yi's situation was the opposite, he felt that the blood in his whole body was speeding up at the moment, as if he was going upstream, and he was uncomfortable.

His face was already flushed, as if he was trying to restrain something from bursting out.

And the following is also hard and uncomfortable, it seems that you don't need to think about it to know, he is in *** water.

Murong Ya didn't know when she was already standing outside the pavilion, looking at her younger brother with an uncomfortable face, she didn't have the slightest intention of helping him, but just stood quietly.

"Brother, this is what Grandpa meant!" Murong Ya said truthfully.

Murong Yi tried to restrain himself from turning around and looking at his sister.

"Sister, why is this happening? We're just starting to date, and I don't want this good thing to be built on the flesh. "He was a little angry.

"You are the only bloodline of the Murong family, do you think my grandfather and I can not be in a hurry?"

"There's always going to be a process, isn't it?" he asked.

"We don't care about the process, we only care about the outcome. Murong Ya still looked like she was waiting to see a good show, and hooked her lips slightly: "After tonight, my grandfather and I can be completely assured of you." ”

With that, she waved her long skirt and turned to leave.

He looked at the shadow, and the sadness and entanglement in his heart had already been expressed, but after all, this was his grandfather's order.

Turning his gaze to her who was sleeping soundly, his bloodshot eyes revealed a look of guilt.

Trying to suppress the chaotic desire in his heart, he stumbled and carried Liang Mingyue to his room.

During this period, I passed by my grandfather's study, but today is different from the past, my grandfather is a book lover, and he will always read until late at night every night, but tonight's study is not lit.

It seems that this is really as my sister said, it was arranged by my grandfather.

carried Liang Mingyue back to the room and put her on the soft and comfortable big bed.

But the ** in his body is only increasing, looking at the wonderful person on the bed, the half-awake and half-asleep posture is tempting.

His consciousness gradually blurred, and he couldn't tell what he was doing.

I only felt that she was sleeping on the bed, like a block of ice, which made him want to stick his tall body on it.

The red lips, which are as small as cherries, are very tempting in his eyes at the moment, and he wants to bow his head and kiss Fangze.

In the end, reason prevailed, and he forcibly kept his body away from her, and he didn't dare to set his eyes on her.

The desire in his body made him almost unconscious, and his body uncontrollably wanted to get close to her sleeping on the bed.

Pulled the neatly worn black tie and walked into the bathroom on a rampage.