Wang Jingzhi seemed to hear what he had already known, squinted a pair of clear eyes, and a chuckle came out from the corner of his lips.

Yang Yu said that he had a deep love for Wang Jingzhi in his heart, but he couldn't say it.

Gradually, the fireworks stopped. Heaven and earth turned to darkness, and the white snow fell like catkins on the calm Luoshui, and in the blink of an eye, it melted and disappeared.

Yang Yu immediately smiled, those bright eyes, hidden tears, fell in vain. When he was falling in mid-air, Wang Jingzhi suddenly grabbed Yang Yu's hand, his eyes looked at her for a moment, and under his pull, Yang Yu's hand finally touched his handsome side face.

Yang Yu's little hands were warm, but his cheeks were cold.

Wang Jingzhi didn't move at all, and let Yang Yu's little hand caress his face. pulled Yang Yu into his arms, and said in a soft voice: "Let me hug you." ”

Yang Yu obediently, a little face buried in his chest, the distant mountain-like breath lingered on the tip of her nose, and she breathed deeply greedily. The arms hanging at his side slowly caressed his back.

After a long time, Yang Yu seemed to have thousands of troops galloping past his chest, and he couldn't help but whisper: "There has never been a moment, like this time, that makes me hate my origin so much." As he spoke, Yang Yu let out a deep sigh from his chest.

Wang Jingzhi's body trembled slightly, and for some reason, his heart seemed to be stabbed by a silver needle. He raised his hand, gently stroked Yang Yu's hair and said, "Good boy." ”

Yang Yu closed his eyes for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, his eyes were all clear, and there was no trace of love. She let go of her hands and gently pushed Wang Jingzhi away.

Wang Jingzhi's hands pressed the big on Yang Yu's body again, and said softly: "You kid, your temper is really weird. ”

Yang Yu smiled and took two steps back, and said softly: "Lang Jun, the sky is high and the earth is far away, you can spread your wings as much as you can." Ah Yu looked at it from afar, and he was overjoyed. She took two steps back, Ying Ying leaned over, bowed to Wang Jingzhi and said, "Lang Jun, you and I, in this life, we don't have to intersect." Under the night snow, she had a crystal white snow on her forehead, and her expression was tender and resolute.

Wang Jingzhi's eyes were cold, and his slender fingers unconsciously raised to brush away the snow in front of Yang Yu's forehead. There was an indifference on his nose, and his voice was slightly cold: "Since when did my Wang Jingzhi become a flood beast?" When he said this, he sneered softly, and continued, "You are so loved? Wang Jingyi, as before, spoke very slowly and looked very light, but Yang Yu heard the coldness in those words.

The corners of Wang Jingzhi's lips hooked into a smile, and his eyes looked at Yang Yu.

Yang Yu smiled, met his eyes without giving in, and said slowly: "Lang Jun doesn't need to tease me, I just happened to appear and just happened to attract your attention." When one day, there is another girl, she also has something special, and Lang Jun will also fall in love, at that time, how should Ah Yu deal with herself? Yang Yu turned his head and looked at the calm lake where the snow was falling and standing in the wind. Wang Jingzhi moved his lips slowly, and said softly: "How do you know that I will still fall in love with others?" ”

Yang Yu still looked at the water and said, "Dare to ask Lang Jun, how do you plan to settle Ah Yu?" ”

Wang Jingzhi said slowly: "You can be a concubine." ”

Yang Yu's eyes flashed slightly, and he raised his lips and smiled: "And I have already made it clear that I will never be a concubine in this life." In addition, we will never share a husband with others. Yang Yu's face paused, and she said with a smile: "It turns out that Lang Jun has never taken what Ah Yu said seriously. She was clearly smiling, but there was a deep disappointment in her eyes, which pierced into Wang Jingzhi's eyes.

Wang Jingzhi looked at Yang Yu in some surprise, but his expression did not change much, but the smile was a little distant: "Since ancient times, there has been no woman in the inner courtyard who has not allowed her husband to take a concubine." How can you really think that? ”

Yang Yu's eyes looked extremely clear and bright in the moonlight, and the corners of her cherry red lips hung with a different and arrogant smile, and she said word by word: "Mrs. Liu, Xie An's wife, is like this, how can that Duke Xie who is all over the world have a trace of unlove?" As Zhuo Wenjun said in his farewell poem, I wish to win the heart of one person, and the white head will not be separated. She just looked at Wang Jingzhi's dark eyes for a moment, without the slightest concession.

The corners of Wang Jingzhi's lips bloomed with a thick smile, he greeted Yang Yu, stepped forward, his eyes also stared at Yang Yu, this momentum made Yang Yu involuntarily take a step back, Wang Jingzhi took a step further, he stared at her for a moment, stretched out his index finger, picked Yang Yu's chin, that transcendent face was very close to her, and his voice was as clear as a jade chisel on ice: "Qingqing's tone is chiseled." He smiled very handsomely, paused and continued: "Is your heart really as hard as your mouth? ”

Yang Yu met those inky eyes, her heart, stopped beating for no reason, and then, she turned her face and said, "Lang Jun will know if you try." As she spoke, she turned her gaze back and smiled.

"Really? Wang Jingzhi sneered and was silent for a long time.

Yang Yu looked at the clear, star-like eyes, and unconsciously turned his head to look at the water. Slowly and steadily, he said, "Yes." ”

Wang Jingzhi turned his eyes, the smile on the corner of his lips became thicker, he led the horse, held the saddle with one hand, pulled the reins with the other, and turned over the horse: "The night is cold, go back." Then he stretched out his hand to pull Yang Yu.

Yang Yu smiled, stretched out his little white hand, Wang Jing pulled it, and Yang Yu sat firmly behind him.

Wang Jingzhi's legs clamped the horse's belly, and the reins shook lightly: "Drive!" ”

The horse's hooves are windy, and they are on their way home.

The night wind was extremely cold, the frost and snow were in the eyes, Yang Yu sat firmly behind Wang Jingzhi, "Drive!" Wang Jingzhi exhaled, slapped the horse's belly with his legs, the horse under his crotch snorted, and his hooves rushed forward.

Yang Yu exclaimed: "Ah! His hands involuntarily wrapped around Wang Jingzhi's upright back.

Wang Jingzhi looked sideways slightly, as if he was very satisfied, and a dizzying smile hung on the corner of his lips.

Immature! Yang Yu secretly teased in his heart, but buried his head and didn't dare to shout. A feeling of grievance welled up in my heart, and tears fell disobediently.

Wang Jingzhi felt that his back was a little warm, he tightened the reins, the horse slowed down a few steps, stopped, Wang Jingzhi turned around, but saw Yang Yu's long eyelashes with tears, his eyes were red, and his teeth bit his lower lip gently, aggrieved people wanted to hug her into his arms, Yang Yu stroked his face with both hands, and buried his palm-sized face in his palm.

Wang Jingzhi chuckled, and stroked Yang Yu's little hand on his face, his hand was cold, making Yang Yu a little stunned for a while, and then, Yang Yu put her hand down, and her bright little face with green was slightly red.

Wang Jingzhi smiled, looked at her, and said slowly: "I thought you were bold, but you were always angry because of this little thing." ”

Yang Yu turned her face, the girl's voice looked a little coquettish, and her voice was raised: "I'm bold, but I'm just a sister-in-law!" ”

Wang Jingzhi was stunned, and then, raising the corners of his lips, revealing two rows of white and neat smiles, he looked at Yang Yu for a moment, and urged: "I often forget about jì, you are only fourteen years old." So saying, he turned around, his legs between the belly of the horse, and the horse ran again, this time, the horse was no longer as crazy as before, but ran very steadily.

Yang Yu lowered his head and whispered behind him: "It's past the New Year, I'm fifteen years old." ”

Wang Jingzhi chuckled lightly and rode the horse slowly: "Yes, fifteen years old." ”