After a while, a white figure appeared upstairs, and the figure moved slowly, like a spring breeze blowing willow branches, and walked from the railing to the staircase. After that, a very delicate man's face appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and after a closer look, the white clothes he was wearing were just an ordinary obscene clothes, not some precious and rare heavenly shirts and feathers. His complexion is as white as jade, as clear as white porcelain, his green eyebrows, slightly frowned, his eyes are rippling, it seems to be sultry, people can't take their eyes off, his nose is small, as if the world's best craftsman carved out of a delicate tool, and this cheek that looks a little thin due to illness, with the seamless. He seemed to be trying very hard to hold back his crying, biting the teeth of the two pale thin lips, shining in the light, his eyes glared at Luo Junyang with resentment, with affection and veins, as if there was endless lovesickness, endless thoughts.

Raising his hand to hold on to the railing next to the ladder, he was about to walk down, but before he had taken a few steps, he suddenly frowned, put one hand on his chest, leaned over and stood at the staircase and gasped softly, his body leaning against the railing of the staircase because of weakness. This is probably because of the recurrence of his illness, his breathing seems to be a little difficult, the hand holding his chest keeps caressing his chest, and the other white hand like jade stretches out from the white sleeve and grips it on the staircase railing to support his body that is about to fall. The cheeks, which were as white as jade, were soon dyed with a crimson glow because of the sadness of breathing, like a red cloud falling on the face on the horizon, which was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it. His thin and emaciated body trembled slightly because of his uneven breathing, and his chest rose and fell slightly through the thin clothes. At this time, Luo Junyang was also a gentleman, and he took the initiative to greet him, helped him, stretched out his hand to take him into his arms, and reached out to caress his back.

It has been three months since they were separated, and in this way, after a long time, the two reluctantly let go of each other.

"Luo Lang, why are you so ruthless." Yu Zhen'er pouted, stretched out her fist and lightly pounded Luo Junyang's not very tall body, and sobbed and complained: "I left alone without saying a word, three months long, and it only appeared today after three months, Luo Lang can know, how sad Zhen'er is when you leave like this, Zhen'er thinks that Luo Lang is tired of Zhen'er's willfulness, thinks that Luo Lang no longer likes Zhen'er, and has left Yu Zhen'er behind, and will never come to Jade to find Yu Zhen'er in the future." ”

As he spoke, two tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.

"Where, where, there is Zhen'er here, how can Laurent not come back."

Luo Junyang didn't push him away, smiled and softly comforted this resentful beauty who was sick and unhealed.

Yu Zhen'er wiped her tears with a silk handkerchief, and complained angrily: "Every time Zhen'er is sad and tears, Luo Lang will say these words to prevaricate Zhen'er, how much is Luo Lang's feelings for Zhen'er true and how many will be false?" ”

"Of course it's true."

Luo Junyang replied, and looking at the way he spoke, he could see that this guy was telling a lie. However, the teary-eyed Yu Zhen'er really believed his words, and her eyes were full of tears.

"Lorrang."

The voice was soft, feeling that the voice was numb to the bones, and the body unconsciously had goosebumps, and the two of them upstairs hugged each other, their bodies were tightly fit together, and no one began to grind their ears and temples on the stairs.

Ahem......

In this jade man, don't look at incivility, don't say incivility, don't listen to incivility, these so-called human etiquette teachings seem to have been left behind by these mortals, and they have been completely forgotten.

The two grinded their ears and temples for a long time, and finally let go of each other. Yu Zhen'er, who was still crying just now, had a smile on his face, he stretched out his hand to me and asked Luo Junyang, "Who is this little brother?" Why haven't you met before? ”

"That one?"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Luo Junyang's mouth, his eyes looked at me, and said, "My uncle is a guest in the middle." ”

"Guest?"

The look of doubt in Yu Zhen'er's eyes did not decrease, and her face became more and more solemn, but she didn't say anything. He glanced at me very unhappily, grabbed Luo Junyang's arm with both hands and pulled him upstairs.

"Hey, hey, Luo Junyang, you ......"

Seeing him go upstairs, I was a little overwhelmed and called him out. At this time, I am not leaving, nor is I staying, I can see that some men around me who are not very neatly dressed are frowning at themselves, and frequently secretly send autumn waves, and for a while, I am a little panicked and don't know what to do.

People were forced out by him, saying that he was going to take me out for a drink and dinner, but now he only cares about making love with his old friend, where does he remember me as a fish.

Forget it, let's go back! Reaching out and touching my hungry belly, I was about to go home and go to Zilian to ask for food, but I turned around and walked a few steps, and Luo Junyang's voice came from behind me.

"Wait."

There was a hint of command in his voice, and he had the tone of a young master giving a lecture to his subordinates.

"What's the matter?"

Although I didn't want to pay attention to him in my heart, when I thought that I and Zilian were guests in his uncle's mansion, and I didn't know how long I would have to be guests, I had to give him face, stopped, and turned my head to look.

Luo Junyang, who walked to the second floor, suddenly stopped at this time, stretched out his hand to me, and shouted: "This little boy is a distinguished guest in my uncle's mansion, everyone should serve him to the fullest." If anyone makes this little boy happy, the young master will definitely be rewarded tonight. ”

"No, no, no, no."

I smiled awkwardly, waved my hand, and said to him anxiously: "Young Master Luo, you continue to play, I'll go back first." ”

With that, whether he agreed or not, I turned around and prepared to leave. However, I didn't expect that there would be so many more people behind me, so many scantily clad men, who looked at me with a smile on their faces, and surrounded me in a circle, and a group of people waved at me with silk handkerchiefs in their hands.

"Handkerchief?"

Looking at the various silk silks in the hands of these men, I was extremely curious. In the Demon Realm before, I don't seem to have seen a man wave a silk handkerchief at a woman, uh...... Looking down at what I was dressed today, I don't think I've seen a man holding a silk silk or waving it at another man.

What a weird scene, what's going on in this world, how can this happen?

PS: There is no manuscript in hand these days.,Rushed overnight at night.,If there are any typos, please point out.,xiexie~~ Good night.