Now it is the summer season, and there is no longer the cold of the cold spring season, and everything is growing more vigorously and scorching. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Shen Shuren was bored and led Mo Chuchun to wander around the courtyard, pointing to the pavilions next to him for a while, and casually introduced:

"That's the kiosk in the backyard."

For a while, he pointed to the small courtyard not far away, and said casually:

"That's where my lady's backyard lived."

The pace of walking is also slow and fast, completely ignoring the thoughts of the delicate Mo Chuchun behind him, and he has no consideration for people at all. Although Mo Chuchun is a person in the new era, he still grew up in a feudal warlord family, although she is the only daughter in the family and has never been wronged, her father Mo Shenwei also loves her the most.

But even so, although Mo Chuchun's education is new, he still grew up reading women's rings, and looks like an intellectual woman in the new era, but in his bones, the nature of becoming a monk and a husband and a husband and obeying his son cannot be extinguished.

Mo Chuchun is a smart woman, she can naturally see that Shen Shuren doesn't like her, which makes her a little unwilling to accept praise and love her since she was a child, but even so, she still loves her with all her heart, just looking forward to that slightest possibility, he will like her gentle possibility.

She didn't chase Shen Shuren's footsteps, but stood in place and bit her lower lip tightly:

"Shen Gongzi, why do you dislike me?"

God knows how brave it took her to say that, her eyes filled with tears in her eyes, hoping for an answer that wasn't heartbreaking.

But she was still disappointed after all, Shen Shuren picked a flower casually, stood in place, with a look of nonchalance, his eyes were full of meaninglessness and coldness, such indifference made his words like ice cubes with ice crystals in his mouth. He said:

"Miss Mo, everyone is an understanding person. Young Master Ben also opened the skylight and said brightly, your father said that you are a person with a new education, but you are actually a traditional woman in your bones.

What else can a woman like you do but guard the house? I, Shen Shuren, don't like such a delicate and weak woman. ”

Such cold words, in this hot summer, it is obviously a dog day with continuous cicadas, but Mo Chuchun feels the cold of the cold winter. She had spent time in the north with her father and knew the harshness of the northern winter. But at this time, the words that came out of Shen Shuren's mouth were three points colder than the cold winter in the north.

The sharpness of the words and the merciless rejection are like ice cubes that have been frozen three feet outdoors, piercing sharply into the chest. Her eyes slowly filled with tears, she had been taught to obey the female precepts since she was a child, and she used to be a hot woman in the north, but since she moved to this Hong Kong Island, the customs of the New World, the way women dressed, and the physiology lessons that made her ashamed of words, seemed so ordinary here.

Everyone looked the same, and women were never locked in the house, guarding their own inches, but boldly went out into the streets, buying and selling business, everywhere, and wearing bold gorgeous dresses. All of this is something that Mo Chuchun, who has been raised in the boudoir since she was a child, has never accepted.

Even later she was sent to a new girls' school in order to integrate into the world. But to no avail, she was out of step with the world, she could only sit quietly in the boudoir, looking at the pear blossoms and peach blossoms in front of the window, flying in the sky, or quiet embroidery, just like her mother, alone in a small world, waiting for her father to return.

She also always thought that she would also pass like this, husband and child, husband and wife. But today, Shen Shuren's words were like a basin of cold water poured with ice.

She held back the bitterness in her heart and swallowed the taste of crying in her voice. There is some hard prayer between the words:

"Why?"

Shen Shuren was looking at a courtyard in the distance, where there was a woman playing happily with a group of girls and girls, her smile was as dazzling as the sun, so that Shen Shuren standing here could perceive the warm joy.

However, when he heard Mo Chuchun's question, he withdrew his gaze, put a smile on his face, turned his head to look at Mo Chuchun, who had been abandoned behind him, and looked at the woman who was standing silently behind him and weeping secretly. He said with some disdain:

"Miss Mo, don't cry. What I hate most about Shen Shuren is a delicate and weak woman like you, who will gather into a river of tears at every turn. In such a troubled world, as a man, he should serve the country, where can I have time to accompany a delicate lady like you! Your lover is definitely not my Shen Shu person, you should go to find a rich kid who can accompany you in this troubled world, and you don't know the hatred of your family and country! ”

After saying this, Shen Shuren once again projected his gaze on the place he had just stared at, Mo Chuchun was scolded by this, and gradually held back his tears, standing beside Shen Shuren and following his gaze, he saw a group of happy girls and girls playing, but of course the most eye-catching thing was the woman in red who was surrounded by the crowd.

Even if it was so far away, the woman in red's smile shining warmer than the sun made Mo Chuchun, who was standing here, feel the enthusiasm, and the heat was about to melt her.

She has been sensitive since she was a child, and she noticed the joy when Shen Shuren looked at the woman, which was an attitude that she had never had, and she cautiously inquired:

"Who is that woman, is that your sweetheart?"

Shen Shuren neither shook his head nor nodded, but just smiled at the corner of his mouth:

"That's the Kraken Tianxue, a tenacious Kraken."

The tenderness between the words made Mo Chuchun feel a trace of despair, it turned out that he would be so gentle to people, but that person was not her. She also set her eyes on the woman, but her eyes were full of grief and a trace of unwilling resentment. There is also a little more ridicule in the rhetoric:

"It turns out that Shen Gongzi will also like such a woman who doesn't know how to measure, someone who doesn't even know about a lowly cultivator."

Shen Shuren silently did not answer, and there was no so-called conversation with this kind of powerful man who had been feudal to the bones. Yao Tianxue, who was still playing happily in the yard, always felt a cold gaze behind her, constantly staring at her.

She looked around twice, but didn't notice it at all. Neng Hong and Neng Bai first noticed Yao Tianxue's discomfort, put the shuttlecock in their hands aside, walked to Yao Tianxue's side and said with concern:

"What's wrong with Miss?"

Yao Tianxue shook her head slowly:

"Nothing."

Then he reacted cleverly and grabbed the shuttlecock and ran happily:

"Come on, come on, we're in a round!"

Nenghong and Nengbai didn't expect that the young lady, who had always been straightforward, would be so cheating and happily leading a group of subordinates to chase away. When Yao Tianxue was running, she shook her head desperately, slowly pressed the unhappy sight and feeling in her heart, and devoted herself to the game again.