Sister Ayu? Yang Yu looked at Huan Qiurong a little strangely, when did he climb up to Huan's sister?

Wang Ningzhi pursed his lips and smiled, took a few steps forward, really looked like an elder, looked at Huan Qiurong a few times and said, "Well, you have grown taller." As he spoke, Wang Ningzhi's eyes swept over Yang Yu again, and those eyes carried a cold aura that made Yang Yu feel a little uncomfortable.

Huan Qiurong flattened his mouth, and said a little unhappily: "Qiurong is no longer a child. The voice is clearly coquettish with the peculiar coquettishness of a little girl.

Yang Yu slowly moved his steps and leaned into the shadow of the walkway.

Wang Jingzhi hooked his lips, squinted his eyes, and said in a voice as clear as jade hitting an ice chisel: "Where are you going?" ”

Yang Yu's footsteps paused slightly, her heart beat a few more times, she slowly stood still, raised a bright smile, and said with a smile like broken jade: "Just stand aside and appreciate the elegance of this room." ”

"Haha. Huan Qiurong laughed.

Fan Ming couldn't help but smile, and pointed his finger at Yang Yu slightly: "Ah Yu, you are always so witty. Xu Mao on the side squinted his eyes and said, "Exactly." ”

Everyone was laughing, and the door of "Lotus Peony" opened from the inside, only to see Huan Qilang's pretentious face, stepping on a leisurely step, coming out of the inside, but he looked around as if he didn't see everyone, expressionlessly.

Then, the moment he saw Yang Yu in the corner, his eyes suddenly lit up, he raised his lips and smiled, and a pair of peach blossom eyes blinked like a peacock opening the screen: "Ah Yu, you're here." The jade-like face flushed, and the previous pretentiousness turned into joy.

Huan Qiurong was displeased when she saw this, she pursed her lips, and said in a clear voice: "Seventh brother, you look at Sister Ayu's eyes, just like Sister Ayu looks at Wang Jingzhi. There is no room for others in the eyes. ”

The scene suddenly became cold, and everyone looked at Yang Yu in unison.

Huan Qilang frowned, and said in a cold voice: "What do you know, Hugh is talking nonsense!" The tone of this sentence was extremely heavy, and Huan Qiurong had never seen Huan Qilang so angry.

"Seventh brother. Huan Qiurong exhaled softly, and then, the aggrieved circles in his eyes were red.

Huan Qilang sensed Huan Qiurong's grievances, he held his forehead in annoyance, stepped forward, rubbed Huan Qiurong's hair with his hands, and comforted him softly: "Okay, don't cry, it's the fault of the seventh brother." ”

"Humph! Huan Qiurong flattened his mouth, although he was not happy, but thinking about Huan Qilang's angry appearance just now, he didn't dare to say anything more.

Only then did Huan Qilang bow his hand to everyone and said: "It's better to meet by chance, how about we drink together today?" ”

Wang Ningzhi glanced at Wang Jing, Wang Jingzhi smiled and arched his hand: "Qilang is gracious, but I will be disrespectful." ”

Seeing this, Yang Yu's footsteps moved even more secretly, hoping to leave quietly.

Huan Qiurong stepped forward, grabbed her wrist and said, "Sister Ayu, where are you going?" "Tilting her head to look Yuxue cute.

Yang Yu glanced at Wang Ningzhi, and she really didn't want to sit in the same room with him, nor did she want to have anything to do with Wang Jingzhi anymore, she held her forehead and said in a muffled voice: "Today is cold, maybe I am cold, and I feel a little uncomfortable." ”

Wang Jingzhi's eyes were as bright as the stars in the night sky, he stepped forward slowly, held Yang Yu's hand tightly, and said, "I also set up a private room next door, Qing will go to rest for a while, and then play together when the lights are on?" ”

"Huh. Yang Yu smiled bitterly, pulled out his hand, and continued: "No need. She raised her forehead and said, "It's not strict, it doesn't have to be like this." ”

Wang Jingzhi tilted his head, looked at Yang Yu's clear eyes, pulled the corners of his mouth, and smiled helplessly: "Qingqing is recovering quickly." ”

"Ah Yu, don't go in yet!" Huan Qilang shouted with a frown.

Yang Yu lowered his head and secretly waved his hand at Qi Yan and Jing Mo, signaling that they could leave first. The pace was a little faster, and I entered the "lotus bud peony".

Seeing that Yang Yu and those people were together, Jingmo and the others knew that there was no danger, so they bowed down from a distance and left.

Yang Yu obviously and deeply felt that there was a line of sight behind her that stabbed at her, like a man's back, although she was sitting in the curtain, this feeling was like a shadow, she raised her eyes slightly, and that sight came from Wang Ningzhi's eyes.

Wang Ningyi stared at Yang Yu for a moment, his eyes did not hide the slightest disgust, Wang Jingzhi's face was slightly gloomy and he said in a low voice: "Uncle is too much." ”

Wang Ningzhi raised his eyes to look at Wang Jingzhi, and said even more displeased: "You have always been moody, but you would be so displeased when you looked at that girl a few more times for me." ”

Wang Jingzhi frowned slightly, since when did Yang Yu be able to influence his feelings so lightly, his eyes involuntarily looked at the silhouette sitting in the curtain, drinking lightly.

The beautiful and weak singer sang a little song in her mouth, which was quite boring.

Huan Qiu Rong'an sat in the curtain, and finally looked at Wang Jingzhi who was close in front of her without any scruples, she chuckled softly, and whispered to Yang Yu: "Sister Ayu, Wang Jingzhi's body is clear and dusty, and no one else, whether he is handsome or not, next to him, there is no brilliance." ”

Yang Yu smiled lowly, faintly feeling a little uneasy in his heart, but his tone was very teasing: "Sister-in-law is happy with Wang Lang? ”

Huan Qiurong shook slightly, paused for a moment, and then pretended to be relaxed: "A girl from a family like ours, where is she qualified to talk about who you like." She sighed softly, and continued, "Our marriage has been set since birth. ”

Yang Yu's heart moved slightly, a little unbearable, and said, "You have already decided to get married?" ”

Huan Qiurong bowed slightly, his face was delicately red, and he said shyly: "It's Xie's, his name is Yuan Qing, and I heard that he is a talented eight-year-old person." ”

"Oh! Yang Yu nodded meaningfully, even if it was predetermined, they had seen each other in private, and they had some impressions in each other's hearts, so they would get along well after marriage.

Yang Yu continued: "Qiu Rongyan is good, that Langjun must be very outstanding." ”

Huan Qiurong smiled slightly: "Yes, it's very outstanding." There was some hope in his eyes.

Everyone drank three rounds, the food passed five flavors, the lights outside the window were on, and there was a sudden "whoosh" sound in the ears, everyone looked out of the window, and the fireworks were put out of nowhere, and the fireworks flew into the sky, and exploded violently in the dark night sky.

Colorful and colorful fireworks burst into flames. The mirage falls and the stars shower, and the fire trees and silver flowers never sleep.

The men and women on the street let out excited screams and laughed happily, Huan Qiurong opened his eyes in surprise, ignored any etiquette, and opened the curtain by himself, leaning on the window and looking out.

Huan Qiurong turned around and lifted Yang Yu's curtain and said, "Sister Ayu, come out and take a look." ”

Yang Yu hesitated slightly, but Fan Ming raised his glass and said with a smile: "Ah Yu, we are all familiar people here, you don't have to worry." ”

"Yes. Yang Yu nodded slightly, and also walked out of the curtain, removing the hazy curtain, and the excitement in front of him made Yang Yu even more amazed.

She poked her head out slightly and looked out, and the fireworks in mid-air were colorful, reflecting the joyful crowd.

Looking at it from afar, thousands of colored lanterns form a mountain of lights, fireworks and lanterns, golden and blue each other, splendid and beautiful. Teenagers and girls sang and danced, and thousands of onlookers watched. Visitors gather under the two corridors of the main street, perform thaumaturgical abilities under the corridors, sing and dance a hundred operas, the scales are tangential, and the music is noisy for more than ten miles. The lights and candles of the tea shop are burning, the gongs and drums are sounding, the firecrackers are ringing, and the lights are endless.

I don't know when, a few white and crystal snowflakes fell in the sky, and the snowflakes blew onto the lanterns with the wind. Yang Yu unconsciously stretched out his hand, and a white snowflake fell on the palm of his hand.