A horse was speeding in the wind by the night, and Ling Motang who suddenly rushed out of the grass was about to collide, Yu Wanyin quickly flew and kicked the horse's head, pulled back Ling Motang and protected Ling Motang behind him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The black horse neighed, its head tilted to the left, the horse overturned, the person on the horseback hurriedly grabbed the reins and jumped off the horse to meet Yu Wanyin's eyes, this person was dressed in a bright white suit, and his waist was wrapped around a belt embroidered with a koi pattern with gold wire, and a milky white mutton fat jade was tied to the belt.

Seeing which noble son this person should be, Yu Wanyin didn't want to entangle with this kind of person, so she frowned slightly and looked away from the man's face, glanced at the black steed that was lying on the ground, and pulled Ling Motang behind her to leave.

"You little girl is so rude, you kicked my horse and turned around and was about to leave?" Jing Yuheng picked up the horse that fell to the ground, patted the horse's head as if to appease, but his eyes still stayed on Yu Wanyin's slender back, it was hard to imagine that the strength of the kick just now could come from a woman.

Yu Wanyin turned back to Jing Yuheng and asked, "Then what do you want?" Apricot eyes were cold, and her voice was tepid.

Jing Yuheng's voice was warm, and he stroked the horse's head without pause: "Just apologize to my horse." A gust of wind blew on the loess road, and the grass "rope" sounded, Yu Wanyin's brows furrowed tighter, her lips pursed and her eyes as black as ink stared at the horse, and she said word by word: "If you don't roll, believe it or not, the sword in my hand will make your horse completely unable to get up." ”

"Huh." Jing Yuheng let out a Qingyue laugh: "I don't believe it." The girl in front of him was very interesting, so funny that Jing Yuheng, who had always been gentle and didn't like to joke with others, couldn't help but tease Yu Wanyin, who seemed to be cold on the outside.

Just a second before Yu Wanyin "brushed" the sword, Ling Motang stood up from behind Yu Wanyin, and pressed Yu Wanyin's sword drawing with his left hand, Jing Yuheng saw that there was a girl behind Yu Wanyin who looked like Yu Wanyin.

I saw Ling Motang approaching the black steed with a smile, and patted the horse's back with a smile: "Brother Ma, I'm really sorry." Yu Wanyin's face froze, and she pulled back Ling Motang with a dark face.

Ling Motang apologized and smiled at Jing Yuheng, a pair of tiger teeth made her look vivid: "Next, let's calculate that your horse is almost going to knock me down." ”

"I'm sorry, I was in a hurry when it was dark and I couldn't see clearly." Jing Yuheng apologized, Ling Motang interrupted Jing Yuheng's apology, avoided his body and smiled: "I'm a good person, I don't need to apologize, but I was really frightened, what ...... this" Ling Motang rubbed his thumb and index finger, deliberately shaking in front of Jing Yuheng.

Jing Yuheng sneered, Yu Wanyin saw Ling Motang's shameless behavior in her eyes, slapped away Ling Motang's hand raised in front of her chest, gritted her teeth and lowered her voice and scolded: "Ling Motang, can you have some interest." ”

Ling Motang, who had a hot feeling in his hand, bared his teeth, and Yu Wanyin said to Jing Yuheng: "Apologize, you can go." The delicate chin is slightly raised, with a little innate pride.

"In Xia Jing Yuheng, I don't know the girl's name?" Jing Yuheng had a smile on his face, and there was an elegant style in his gestures, Yu Wanyin felt that the gentleman was probably like Jing Yuheng, although there was some misunderstanding, it was also a good first impression, but Yu Wanyin was never a person who was willing to communicate with strangers more, so she simply turned her head and left without caring about Ling Motang.

Ling Motang's peach blossom eyes smiled, his light brown eyes were rolling, and he suddenly shouted at Yu Wanyin: "Yu Meiren, my legs are so weak that I can't walk anymore, you wait for me." ”

Yu Wanyin's eyelids jumped, knowing that Ling Motang was deliberately calling her, Yu Wanyin, who was annoyed and angry, turned around and glared at Ling Motang, and scolded unceremoniously: "Ling Motang, you are insane." The pace was faster than before, Ling Motang shrugged his shoulders and smiled at Jing Yuheng, his thumb and index finger overlapping and rubbing again.

Jing Yuheng chuckled and turned over on the horse, handed the money bag on the horse's back to Ling Motang, and said in a warm voice: "Thank you." Riding a horse and driving away, silently reciting the word "Yu Beauty" in his heart, and thinking about Yu Wanyin's angry eyes just now, he couldn't help but feel a little fluttering, those apricot eyes were black and white, clear and spiritual, but he was really a person as his name was, worthy of the word "beauty".

Ling Motang looked at the money bag in his hand and smiled proudly, the corners of his mouth showed pear vortices, thinking that the charm of the poppy beauty was really endless, only a half-true name could be exchanged for a money bag, and when he opened the money bag, there were actually three gold leaves inside.

When Ling Motang put the three golden leaves in front of Yu Wanyin, Yu Wanyin's action of wiping the long sword was first paused, and then he chased Ling Motang all over the room and beaten: "Ling Motang, you ......"

"I know, it's not promising." Ling Motang intercepted Yu Wanyin's words, and then scratched the back of his neck and said nonchalantly: "Extraordinary times are very means, besides, I am not going to steal and rob, people are willing to spend this money when they take a fancy to you." ”

"If you talk nonsense, see if I don't cut your tongue." Yu Wanyin was very angry by Ling Motang's open-mouthed and scoundrel, and in a fit of rage, she directly used the aura in her body to lock Ling Motang, and then snatched the money bag in Ling Motang's hand and said seriously: "You can't use this gold leaf, and I will return it to others next time." ”

Ling Motang couldn't move, watching the money bag being taken into Yu Wanyin's arms, and he almost squeezed out some tears of grief and anger in his heart, and asked rhetorically: "What if you can't see it?" ”

"That's none of your business." Yu Wanyin made up the bed and leaned on the bed railing: "Since it was exchanged for my name, this gold leaf has no share of yours, so don't make up your mind." ”

Ling Motang wanted to cry without tears: "The ten taels of silver have paid the room fee, and we have no silver in our hands, have you thought about what to eat tomorrow?" ”

Yu Wanyin turned over and didn't speak, Ling Motang was anxious: "Don't sleep, I'm still locked by you, hey, Yu Wanyin ......"

"Eh!" Ling Motang screamed, Yu Wanyin's fingers moved, Ling Motang's body fell forward, she hurriedly stabilized her body and walked to the bed, Yu Wanyin sighed and went to the bed, giving up half of the space for Ling Motang to sleep.

Ling Motang immediately took off his shoes and hugged Yu Wanyin with satisfaction: "Wanwan, you are still good to me." The voice was sweet and soft, and he rubbed Yu Wanyin's neck before he gradually fell asleep.

Yu Wanyin turned over, looked carefully at Ling Motang, who had fallen asleep, touched the other party's smooth forehead and sighed softly: Ling Motang, if you cry a lot, I won't be so worried.

From the extermination of the Jiuli clan to the fact that the fire burned everything, Ling Motang's various behaviors were normal, she should sleep, she should eat, and she did not forget to play tricks and cheat, and her face did not show the slightest sadness, she still showed a ruffian and a little innocent smile, as if she had long forgotten the fact that Jiuli no longer existed.

But Yu Wanyin didn't believe that Ling Motang was a person who wouldn't be sad, and a person like Ling Motang who seemed to have no heart and no lungs was actually not used to showing his grief.

Indeed, as Ling Motang said: If you can cry, it is not sad.

The real sadness is the desire to cry without tears, and the pretending to laugh as if nothing happened.

Ling Motang said that Yu Wanyin was the most upright and good-looking, but in fact, Ling Motang was the one who wanted the most face, she would rather others see her as a scoundrel with a flamboyant tongue and a small popularity, rather than reveal her weakness and sadness in front of others.