Chapter 45: Folding Plum is Blocked
Looking at Yan Rumeng's happy expression, the corners of his lips couldn't help but hook, and he raised his hand to pick the plum blossom, "The plum blossom is clean and elegant, and it should be worthy of a beauty like you." Since Miss Smoke likes it, then fold a branch and go back to raise it! ”
As he spoke, he bent down the small branches, intending to break them.
Yan Rumeng saw it, and glanced at it whitely, this is the difference between the people of the capital and the south of the Yangtze River!
I always thought that what was good-looking, so I had to keep it for myself, and I didn't appreciate the beautiful temperament at all.
On the other hand, in the south of the Yangtze River, all those who appreciate beautiful things are extremely appreciative, and they are protected and loved in every way, even if they are the most shameless prostitutes and women in Qinglou, as long as they are talented and affectionate, they will be respected by others.
If they are all good-looking, they will take them home, and won't the women all suffer?
I can't stop slandering in my heart, and I have contempt.
stepped forward immediately, regardless of the suspicion of men and women, his hand overwhelmed the back of Zhao Jing'an's hand, "Childe, since it is a beautiful thing, it should be appreciated by more people, why do you want to take it for yourself?" Besides, if you turn it back, it will die immediately, so wouldn't it be better to continue to let it stand tall in the cold wind and bloom that striking posture? ”
Looking up at the people around her, I don't know if it's because of the weather, Zhao Jing'an always feels that her eyes are incomparably bright, and she can't take her eyes off.
"Since Miss Smoke has said so, then it is not a discount." As he spoke, he let go of his hand, but his eyes teleported, looking at the soft wattle covering his hand.
It was warm, slippery and soft, not as rough as a man's hand, and I couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in my heart.
Yan Rumeng followed his eyes, and immediately realized something, hurriedly removed his hand, his face was suddenly red, his head was lowered, and his eyes did not know where to look.
Biting his lip, he was angry with himself.
Why did you forget to be proportionate?
Why didn't this guy clash with her? As soon as I met him, where did the calm Wenzhuang go on weekdays?
Zhao Jing'an couldn't help but feel good, I don't know when it started, maybe he didn't understand it himself, but he didn't know that as soon as Lu Dao saw the woman in front of him, he didn't look like his usual self.
Although he knew clearly in his heart the reason why he was close to her, he couldn't resist the feeling in his heart after all, and the corners of his mouth always couldn't help but rise.
The two of them were speechless for a while, and only the sound of the cold wind 'whirring' kept passing through their ears.
The woman lowered her head, while the man looked down, and the mist on the mountainside surrounded the two, as if the two were brought together, and it was incomparably harmonious and beautiful.
"Is Smoke Girl coming alone?" Zhao Jing'an was the first to break the silence.
Such a good time, isn't it Lang Fei in silence? Gotta find something to talk about!
Zhao Jing didn't expect that when would his dignified King An find a topic to get close to the girl?
I didn't seem to find anything wrong, but I enjoyed it like that!
Shaking his head, "Naturally not, my second brother and I came." Speaking of the second brother, Yan Rumeng just remembered that he had just said that he was waiting for them in that pavilion, so he didn't go back, so they were naturally anxious.
After walking a few steps outside, I saw a few of them walking around the pavilion.
turned around, saluted, and said with an anxious face: "Zhao Gongzi, my brother is looking for me, I want to leave first." ”
"Since Miss Yan has been accompanied, then I won't go with the girl, and I think that if the girl is alone, I can be the flower messenger back, and now it seems that this flower messenger can't do it." With a smile on his face, his tone sounded a little frivolous.
Yan Rumeng didn't listen to it because she was in a hurry, so she saluted again, and walked out of the back of the big stone and walked in the direction of the pavilion.
Zhao Jing'an stood on the edge of the stone, looking at the woman walking cautiously, and couldn't help but feel a little like laughing.
Xu is because the mountain road is uneven, and Yan Rumeng is not used to walking, his hands are slightly open, and he listens to every step, maybe he is thinking about how to go next?
It's like a child playing the grid game, and there is no dignity at all, but it is a little more childish and playful.
Looking in the direction she was going, she saw four men in the pavilion, among them were Smoke Like Flowers and Smoke Like Horses.
Sharp eyes swept over them, and they saw Gongsun Jin and Na Tuoda.
Depressed in his heart, how could the Yan brothers walk with him?
A picture suddenly flashed in his mind, and he realized that the back he saw at the door of the Qinglou that time was him, how familiar would it be?
His face suddenly became like this cold wind, quickly frosting and freezing, without the warmth of the handsome boy just now.
I turned my head to look behind me, but there was still no one in sight, and I couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.
If you are really a reader, you haven't reached this half-high mountain for so long.
I had no choice but to wait.
Looking up at the plum blossom, stroking the slightly bent plum branch that had been pressed just now, his eyes were sharp, and he sneered, "You can't turn any big Lang." With that, there was a "crunch", and the plum branch was already broken.
Before Yan Rumeng, who returned to the pavilion, could speak, he saw Yan Rucheng step forward and was very angry, "Where have you been?" Why don't you wait for us? ”
"Yes, don't say anything when you leave here, my third brother and I are dying, and I thought you" Yan Ruhua stepped forward and said, and the two brothers surrounded Yan Rumeng.
Fortunately, the questions are all the same question, otherwise Yan Rumeng wouldn't know which one to answer first.
Although the tone was not good, the smoke was like a dream, and they were worried about her to be like this.
blinked playfully, and looked at the two brothers in front of him with an innocent face, "Second brother, third brother, I just went over there to take a look, and forgot for a while that you were waiting for me here, I was wrong, I will never do it again next time, you can forgive me this time." ”
There was coquettishness in the delicate voice, and even if the anger was too big, it disappeared in an instant.
Yan Ruhua raised her hand and patted Yan Rumeng's head, glaring, "Next time you're like this, you're finished?" ”
"Don't do this next time, there are all kinds of people on this mountain, you can't leave alone in the future, do you know the way?" Yan Rucheng said with a serious expression, but presumably just now, his face had eased A lot of Gongsun Jin watched from the sidelines, and he didn't say anything, his face flashed with an inexplicable smile, and he didn't know what calculation he was making at this time.
"I know that I won't be in the future." Smoke replied crisply and neatly.
The heart said, if I hadn't met that guy, I wouldn't have forgotten the time.
It's all his fault, it seems that every time I meet him, nothing good happens, but I have experienced all the things I have never encountered in my life.
The corner of his eye was looking at Gongsun Jin, who had not faded since she came back, and somehow, looking at his smile, he always felt very uncomfortable.
But when I look closely, I don't know how to describe it.