"I only trust my eyes!" Han Moyu said as he glared at him. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Do you hate me, can you hate me?" Han Changyu smiled slightly, "We are destined karma, you pursued me hard in your previous life, and it is the same in this life, you like me, no matter when, no matter how long it has passed." ”

"Do you think that makes sense?!" Mo Yu glared at him, and she shivered from the cold.

"It doesn't make sense. Han Changyu said, "Perhaps, in your previous life, you liked me too much, so you will be with me after you die, and you will be born in the same family and become relatives." The strange thing is that you were a beautiful woman in your previous life, how did you become a man in this life?"

"I don't know!" Han Moyu said angrily, wrapped in wet clothes.

"I remember you told me you were a woman. Han Changyu said.

"What do you want?!" Han Moyu stared at him warily, "I was talking nonsense at that moment!" She turned her face away from thinking about the ugly past.

"Since you're a man, there's nothing to be embarrassed about, your life matters, you better take off your wet clothes quickly!" Han Changyu said and reached out to help Han Moyu take off his clothes.

"I won't take it off!" Han Moyu shouted with a frown, and with a twist of his body, the clothes were torn with a snort.

Han Changyu was stunned, and Han Moyu hurriedly covered his clothes.

Han Changyu said embarrassedly, "I didn't mean to, don't mind." If you don't want to, forget it. ”

"You think I want my mother-in-law, I'm afraid you'll freeze to death. Isn't this an expedient measure? As he spoke, he reached for his wet clothes, "I see they won't dry tomorrow." After finishing the clothes, Han Changyu frowned and said, "If you can't go back, my father must be in a hurry." Maybe now the whole Hanfu is in a mess. ”

Han Moyu didn't dare to raise his head at the moment, and awkwardly approached the stove to roast the fire. Han Changyu stood beside her, wearing only a pair of obscene pants and shirtless. Han Moyu's heart kept beating violently, as if he had some strange illness. It's really embarrassing and can't be expressed in words.

"The kang is also hot, why don't you make do here tonight?" Han Changyu said, "I'll sleep first, you come up quickly." ”

After Han Changyu lay down, after a while, probably thinking that Han Changyu was asleep, Han Moyu blew out the oil lamp and crept onto the kang. Han Moyu leaned sideways, curled up, and kept a certain distance from Han Changyu like that.

A long time has passed. Han Moyu turned over and faced Han Changyu. Han Changyu turned his head slightly, opened his eyes, and looked at Han Moyu. The window poured the moonlight into the room and shone on Han Moyu's face, making her look delicate and beautiful. Han Changyu couldn't help but reach out and gently touched Han Moyu's hair.

Han Moyu didn't fall asleep, and his face was hot when he was touched like this. Han Changyu sighed and retracted his hand.

Han Moyu had to continue to pretend to be asleep, and he didn't raise his eyelids. Han Changyu looked at Han Moyu in a quiet sleep, and his heart was full of pampering and softness. He reached out and pulled the quilt for Han Moyu.

Han Moyu hadn't fallen asleep for a long time. Her thoughts were flying, recalling the bits and pieces she had with Han Changyu. She suddenly felt that she only understood Han Changyu now. Han Changyu is a kind and gentle person. He saved her life in the small mountain village and brought her here again. When she was taken away by a foreigner, it was he who braved the heavy snow and rushed to save her. After she broke the imperial vase, it was also Han Changyu who was desperate to save her. When she was trapped in the spell circle of Ning Mansion, it was also Han Changyu who rescued her. Even when he saw the defeated captives killing each other, his eyes were full of heartache and self-blame, and he felt that he had not protected her well. All of this shows that Han Changyu takes her very seriously.

And with other people, Han Changyu is the same, full of love and compassion. How could such a gentle person be the murderer who hurt her in her previous life? Something must have been wrong, she had to find a way to go to the palace and ask the person in the abandoned palace for clarification.

And Han Changyu didn't fall asleep. His heart is full of thoughts. I don't know when his originally indifferent heart was attracted by the person in front of him, making him almost lose all his reason. He doesn't want to care about any worldly concepts, and he doesn't want to care about other people's weird eyes, what he wants is to want that person's eyes to look at him like this forever, what he wants is that person can be embraced by him like this and never let go. He was driven by such desires, and he was almost crazy. However, he finally sighed and withdrew his gaze that stayed on Han Moyu's face.

He couldn't do that, and he couldn't think like that. Even if he is not afraid of heaven and earth, but he knows what kind of situation he is facing, and he can't drag such a person as clean as a hibiscus into this bottomless quagmire. Han Changyu tried his best to suppress the sadness that suddenly appeared in his heart, turned his head and glanced at Han Moyu again, and a faint bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He didn't know when it started. He only knew that the person in front of him had taken more and more weight in his heart, and had taken deep root in his heart. He stared at her, staring like that, as if he had imagined doing this a long, long time ago. He quietly stretched out his hand, grabbed Han Moyu's hand, turned his head again, and closed his eyes.

He looked at her and wanted to take her hand, he took her hand and wanted to embrace her. Han Changyu struggled like this for a long time, and when he saw that Han Moyu was still asleep with his eyes closed, he quietly moved closer to Han Moyu. He got up, turned sideways, hugged her, and gently touched Han Moyu's forehead with his lips.

It didn't matter if he hugged him, Han Changyu immediately sensed that something was wrong. The unexpectedly soft touch made Han Changyu sit up in shock. He looked at Han Moyu in disbelief.

Han Moyu didn't expect Han Changyu to accidentally touch her chest, so she had to continue to hold on and pretend to be asleep.

"Don't pretend, I know you're awake. Han Changyu hesitated for a while before he said, "Let's talk." ”

Han Moyu had to open his eyes as well, and asked pretending to be dumbfounded, "What's wrong?" I'm sleeping well, what are you telling me to do?"

Han Changyu looked at Han Moyu who sat up, on that peach-like red face, a pair of eyes lingering around like water waves. I saw that the cold was long and my heart was like numbness. Han Changyu hurriedly jumped off the kang, grabbed the wet clothes on the stove and put them on his body.

"Where are you going?" Han Moyu asked, "The clothes are not dry yet, and you will get sick if you wear them." ”

"We'll talk about that later, I'll calm down first. Han Changyu walked to the door, opened the wooden door, and a cold wind blew in the snowflakes on the ground, Han Changyu shivered, and the person was much more sober.

He stood outside the door for a moment, sighed, came in again, closed the door with his hand, sat down by the stove, and reached out to add a handful of firewood. The wet clothes wrapped around his body immediately made his body cold. He sat tremblingly by the stove, staring intently at the flames jumping in the stove.

"Are you really a daughter?" asked Han Changyu.

"Yes. Didn't I tell you, you still think I'm crazy. Han Mo said in a broken jar.

Han Changyu's brain went blank. Is there really something wrong with the second son of the Han Mansion? The whole house clearly said that the mother was born to a boy back then. What's going on? Is it that Han Moyu has been disguised as a man and a woman since she was a child? No, it doesn't make sense.