Does Yang Qing have a fiancée?

When did this happen?

Well, maybe he was afraid of what the Demon Sect Holy Maiden would do to that woman, so Yunmen tried his best to hide the news and prevent her from knowing that Yang Qing had a fiancée.

Mochizuki sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, staring at the elegant young man sitting with everyone not far away, holding his cheeks and distractingly.

She was infatuated with Yang Qing for five years.

From the age of twenty to twenty-five, from the first time I saw him, to the last time I wandered under Yunmen Mountain.

She was madly infatuated with Yang Qing.

Maybe it was empathetic, maybe it was mixed with revenge against Yunmen, but all these thoughts, after she met Yang Qing, slowly disappeared.

It's a long, one-person relationship.

The sun rises in the morning and the moon meets night and night, but the moon can't even touch Yang Qing's side. If you miss someone for five years and can't do it, you can understand the stubbornness and sourness in Mochizuki's heart.

Now, it is rare to be reborn on the right path, and Mochizuki has to smooth down the breath that he couldn't swallow in his previous life, and Yang Qing has a fiancée.

Over there, Yang Qing listened to the gossip of the teachers and nephews, and obviously felt the burning gaze behind him.

In the scrutiny of everyone's speech, Yang Qing's face was calm, and he didn't look back, but he was confused and funny: he really hadn't met this kind of girl.

What kind of girl is Mochizuki?

In Yang Qing's eyes, she was very strange from beginning to end.

Mochizuki is used to being a saint, and she is praised highly, and she doesn't pay attention to many details, and she is very arrogant. So many of her behaviors were strange in Yang Qing's eyes - the first time he saw Mochizuki, when Mochizuki lied to "save her life on fire", Yang Qing had actually put her into the "untrustworthy" column in his heart; After she sobered up, she saw him for the first time, and confessed directly and boldly. It is absolutely impossible for him to have a good impression of a girl who confesses when they meet for the first time. In Yang Qing's heart, he once again put her into the ranks of "casual".

Yang Qing has a unique self-style, no one can control him, his personality is turtle hair, and he pays attention to details, and Mochizuki is in his death hole, stepping on it hard, again and again. But if he doesn't say it, she will never know.

Like now, it is impossible for Yang Qing not to feel the spirit behind the fire. At this moment, he could hear the conversation between Mochizuki and Jiang Yan. The evening wind was warm, and everyone said that Yang Qing didn't want to visit people, but his martial arts were too high, and the girl didn't hide it at all, and in the breeze, the intermittent girl conversation fell into his ears.

Hey, troublesome and hard girl.

Jiang Yanzheng said "fiancée", and Wangyue's expression was blank for a moment. He sighed, genuinely sympathetic to Mochizuki's plight. Uncle Shi had been in retreat before, and they didn't feel much yet. I have only heard that once, in order to chase her uncle, the Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect would have to dangle under Yunmen Mountain every once in a while, and always put pressure on the head of the family. The younger generation has not seen the entanglement between the Demon Sect Saintess and their own uncle, but there are a lot of words on the rivers and lakes about the entanglement between the uncle and the Demon Sect Saintess, and the teenagers still secretly read it under the explicit prohibition of the elders. After reading it, I feel that Uncle Shi is really worthy of a generation of legends. They didn't think that the holy daughters of the Demon Sect were all dead, and Uncle Shi casually went down the mountain to return to his homeland, and was once again taken by a little girl.

Could it be that Uncle Fei is the kind of person who is born to recruit girls?

Jiang Yan coughed and said to Mochizuki, "Miss Yang, I'll tell you about my uncle's fiancée." Then you know you probably don't have a chance. She's a ......."

"Stop!" Mochizuki looked at Yang Qing with his eyes, "Shut up." I don't want to hear it, I don't care. As long as he doesn't get married, he's mine. She added in her heart that even if he became a relative, as long as he had no morality, what could she not let go?

Mochizuki tilted his head and looked at Jiang Yan, who was surprised. In the evening breeze, the young man's eyes were dark and clear, and he pondered her words in confusion. For a moment, Mochizuki thought he was such a cute teenager. It's rare to explain seriously, "Jiang Shaoxia, don't let me know who Yang Gongzi's fiancée is, it's actually beneficial to him and you." You trust me. ”

- If I had known who his fiancée was, I wouldn't have gotten rid of her. And in the face of the current Yang Qing, I don't want to kill people, I don't want to dislike him. So, don't sue me. I don't want to hear it.

Jiang Yan couldn't understand, but the young man still smiled, "Okay, I believe you." My uncle taught me not to express my opinion on things I don't understand. Never interpret it with one-sided opinions, it is a respect for others. ”

“…… Your uncle? Yang Qing? Did he really say that? Forget it if he said it or not, I'll just treat him as if he said it," Mochizuki's eyes blinked, and he began to stark again, holding his heart in his hand, "I seem to like him more." ”

Jiang Yan: ......

When he was stunned, Mochizuki forcibly changed the topic, "Let's talk about the arrangements for my private meeting with Yang Gongzi tomorrow." ”

Jiang Yan smiled bitterly, "No." Uncle Shi is an elder, and we can't let Uncle Shi run for us. ”

Mochizuki stared at him for a long time, thought for a while, and reluctantly nodded at his difficulty, "Okay." ”

She made up her mind in her heart that if she wanted to be alone with Yang Qing, she must get rid of these teachers and nephews. The first thought was to poison, uh, no; Chin beans, uh, don't seem to be right; Then pour the bar. These young heroes have all fallen, won't only Yang Qing be left tomorrow?

Good idea!

Making a decision in his heart, Mochizuki turned to Jiang Yan next to him, squeezing out a smile on his face, "Come, let's have a few drinks." ”

Yang Qing inadvertently turned his head and looked at the girl who was about to look away. His eyes were cool and quiet, and her gaze was so bright that when the two touched, it seemed to move and jump. It took a lot of effort for Mochizuki to reluctantly look away.

In her heart, she was screaming: He was looking at me! He's looking at me and laughing! He has stars in his eyes!

Mrs. is so good-looking!

Completely irresistible!

Yang Qing, wait for me! Wait until I get all your teachers and nephews drunk, tomorrow, you will be mine hahahahaha......

Mochizuki's alcohol consumption can't be considered good, but her ability to speak skillfully is very high. When she is bent on deceiving and coaxing people, there are few people in this world who she can't take. In one night, intentionally or unintentionally, she alone poured down these innocent and simple young heroes. And their uncle Yang Qing was pulled by the drunk village chief to talk about family life, and he didn't come over at all.

The men in the courtyard were almost staggering, and Mochizuki was ready to go back. She glanced around the courtyard and found no trace of Yang Qing, so she could only give up the idea of "pretending to be delicate and pseudo-cowardly" and "asking him to send me home" in disappointment. But after going back, when he thought that he would be able to have a private meeting with Yang Qing tomorrow, Mochizuki was so excited that his hands and feet were numb, and he couldn't sleep all night.

She lit the oil lamp and rummaged through the cabinets one night to find Yang Wangyue's most beautiful clothes on the boat. He combed his black hair in the half-dark mirror, dressed up brightly. Before dawn in the morning, Mochizuki went out and walked on the road to Yang Qing's courtyard.

She wanted to be the first to see him, wait for him, and invite him to come with her to the town.

The path is rugged, the night is gray, the breeze is clear, and with a heart of excitement and joy, the girl in the yellow shirt walks in the village to the barking of dogs.

She walked over to him.

Again and again came to him.

I want to stand under his window every night and pluck the earliest roses in the morning for him.

Mochizuki's house is in the west of the village, and Yang Qing's old house is in the northwest, both of which are remote places, and the distance is not very far. In the faint light of the sky, Mochizuki arrived outside Yang Qing's courtyard. She walked around the courtyard, looked up at the light of the sky, and finally found a stone stake to sit down, brushed her long hair, dressed up, adjusted the direction of sitting, held up her peach cheeks, and looked at the wooden door with dense vines and dense vines with the appearance of a delicate girl.

It was as if through this door you could see the sleeping young man inside.

The moonlight was in front of the window, and she sat in the silver light, one moment asleep, the other time she was refreshed. The wind was cool, but the air was getting clearer. At night, the fog gradually clears and the vision gradually clears. There is a fish belly in the sky, and the fiery red rolls under the clouds, and there is a white light faintly revealed. The quiet and well-behaved girl sat outside the courtyard, looking at the door.

Coldly, she heard footsteps behind her, and a person slowly stood behind her, and after a while, she spoke, "What are you looking at?" ”

Mochizuki replied as a matter of course, "Look at Yang Qing." ”

The man behind him whispered in surprise, "You have clairvoyance?" ”

"You-" Mochizuki felt that someone was so annoying, his anger rose slowly, and he turned his head and glared, and behind him stood a picturesque young man, who pierced through the wind and fog, lowered his eyes, and looked at her as if teasing and suspicious.

The eyes are full of light, and there are dimples on the cheeks.

Mochizuki exclaimed, "Why are you here?!" ”

She looked up at the morning light, moved to the right, and stood two paces away from the young man. In the young man's slightly surprised gaze, she had already stood up, graceful and graceful, smiling gracefully, smiling, virtuous and quiet, curtsied to him, and her voice was delicate, "Young Master Yang." ”

Yang Qing looked at her, "Are you transgender?" ”

“…… No," Mochizuki was used to being choked by him, and replied shyly, "I have specially studied, I stand in this direction of Yang Gongzi, Yang Gongzi, you can fully feel my beauty." ”

Yang Qing slowly spoke, "You ......"

The wind blew and blew the girl's strands around the headband towards him. Mochizuki deliberately stood close again, and when her black hair flew, a lock of hair flew to the corner of the young man's mouth, pasting the young man's cold lips, and passing the fragrant fragrance to him.

The air was silent for a moment, and everything seemed to be silent, only the sound of breathing, and the hair on the side of the mouth, and the girl in front of her.

You can fully feel my beauty.

In the dark night when the sky was about to lighten, the surroundings began to glow, and thousands of golden rays competed behind the clouds, and the world formed a storm around the two of them. The greedy breeze blew, and in this silence, he stared at her, his dark eyes like obsidian, and his casual smile narrowed.

Looked at her and then at her again.