Chapter 61: The Fire Tree and Silver Flower
Yang Yu showed a child-like satisfied smile, smiling unabashedly flamboyant, and his eyes were shining. Wang Jingzhiyao looked at Yang Yu, feeling particularly good, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but hook.
"Jingzhi, this is the last time I remind you, that girl's every move makes you happy and angry, how can her identity and her vulgar appearance be worthy of you, you don't have to be obsessed." Wang Ningzhi's face was full of anger.
Wang Jingzhi raised his eyebrows, smiled, and looked at Wang Ningzhi on the side: "Isn't it worthy?" ”
Seeing this, Wang Ningzhi was even more angry, and said in a very firm tone: "Naturally. As he spoke, he found that the smile in Wang Jingzhi's eyes was inexplicably worse, and then he brushed his sleeves and said: "I don't care about you, if something really happens, don't come to me!" So saying, he went straight out of the door.
"The prince waited for me to go first, why don't I wait and go shopping?" Xu Mao squinted his eyes and said to everyone.
"Okay! Xu Gong's words are very good! Huan Qiurong smiled like a bird, grabbed Yang Yu's wrist, and hurriedly went out.
Several people took to the streets with three points of drunkenness.
The fireworks were already coming to an end at this time, Yang Yu was unconsciously a little stunned, Gao Yu was lonely, and the expression on his face became gloomy unconsciously.
She looked back and looked at Wang Jingzhi in a plain robe not far away, no matter how crowded the crowd was, that person was always so delicate and leisurely, and the brilliance and elegance on his body could never be concealed.
Wang Jingzhi looked at the pair of eyes that were looking at him from afar, and his heart couldn't help but move.
"Fan Jun. Wang Jingzhi called Fan Ming.
Fan Ming stepped forward with a smile and walked away. After listening to Wang Jingzhi's words, he couldn't help but laugh again: "Good you merry Wang Jingzhi." ”
Wang Jingzhi's face was ashamed, his white jade-like face was slightly red, and his hands were clenched into fists.
Fan Minghun waved his hand indifferently: "That's it, I'll go now." Then, he disappeared into the flow of people.
Yang Yu was stunned, and Huan Qiurong beside him had long since disappeared. She was busy looking around, it was not a good thing for such a beautiful sister-in-law to disappear in the crowd.
Huan Qilang didn't know why, so he took a few steps forward: "Ah Yu, what's wrong?" ”
Yang Yu said a little anxiously: "Qiu Rong is gone!" ”
"Broken! Huan Qilang's temples jumped suddenly, and he was about to leave in a hurry, but he turned back and comforted: "I'll send you back to the house first." Yang Yu frowned and said, "You go and find her, don't worry about me." ”
Huan Qilang bit his lip, but found that he didn't take the servant out of the door, so he turned around and looked at Wang Jing in desperation, turned back to Yang Yu and said: "There will be no danger if you follow Wang Jingzhi, I will send someone to find Qiurong, don't worry, I will inform you if there is news!" ”
"Go. Yang Yu knew that it was useless to be anxious, so he had to look at the back of Huan Qilang who was far away.
"Qingqing. A warm voice filled Yang Yu's heart.
She turned around slowly, lowered her head, and said with a little grievance: "Can you change your name?" ”
The corners of Wang Jingzhi's lips were slightly raised, revealing two rows of white and neat teeth, and slowly took Yang Yu's beautiful little hand.
He said softly: "There are many people in the market, be careful of getting lost." “
Yang Yu only felt that her heart was beating faster, her face was crimson, and her white and slender hands wrapped her hands, she knew that she should refuse, but she couldn't bear to give up the warmth of this moment.
In this way, under the cover of wide sleeves, Wang Jingzhi walked side by side with Yang Yu in the lively streets.
Yang Yu was in a trance, she couldn't hear the laughter and noise around her, she only felt that she had been walking for a long time, she raised her head and looked around, but found that she didn't know when, she actually walked to the city gate.
"This is ......" Yang Yu hesitated for a moment, looking at a handsome horse with an embroidered saddle brocade in his hand, waiting to the side. When the servant saw Wang Jingzhi and the others coming, he trotted two steps, knelt down with a smile and saluted: "Lang Jun, the horse is ready." ”
"Yes. Wang Jingzhi took the reins, turned over neatly and got on the horse, where the white clothes passed, set off pieces of white snow, white snow crystalline, under the reflection of the lanterns, Ambilight.
Wang Jingzhi sat on a horse, stretched out his right arm, and looked at Yang Yu with a smile.
Yang Yu knew that he should refuse, and he knew that he should turn around and leave.
She hesitated, considered, and kept convincing herself.
Wang Jingzhi smiled, held the saddle with one hand, leaned over, stretched out his arms, picked up Yang Yu's waist, and hugged her horizontally.
"Ahh Yang Yu exclaimed softly, leaned his back against the man's warm chest, and before he could react, the person behind him had already clamped the horse's belly, and the horse immediately got wind under its hooves and galloped away.
The wind was whistling in her ears, the scenery in front of her passed quickly, and gradually became gloomy, Yang Yu just wanted to say something, but the cold wind poured into her mouth, she immediately closed her mouth again, and turned her head to the side.
Yang Yu, who was blown by the mountain wind, was chilled, Yang Yu unconsciously leaned into the warm embrace behind him, and suddenly felt that it was inappropriate, how could he be an unmarried sister-in-law who leaned on the man's arms like this, and moved his body uneasily.
Wang Jingzhi raised his lips and smiled, smiling proudly and happily, he grabbed the reins with one hand, and the thick big on his body with the other hand, the big with his body temperature covered Yang Yu's shoulder.
At this time, Yang Yu no longer had a trace of space, completely attached to his chest, surrounded by him in his arms, wrapped in a warm coat.
Yang Yu twisted his body uneasily, Wang Jingzhi's clear eyes were slightly curved, and the smile on the corners of his lips was even more wanton.
For a long time, for a long time, the horse under him slowly stopped, Yang Yu raised his eyes and looked back at Wang Jingzhi in surprise: "Why did Lang Jun take me to Luoshui?" ”
Wang Jing held her waist with one hand, held the saddle on the one hand, turned over and dismounted, and Yang Yu stood firmly on the snow.
"Raise your eyes." His voice was cold and flamboyant.
Yang Yu subconsciously raised his head, and at this moment, in all directions, there were a few "whoosh" sounds, colorful fireworks flew into the night, and brilliant and beautiful fireworks bloomed in the air, lining the originally dark night sky with purple and red, gorgeous and colorful.
Seeing such a grand surprise, Yang Yu couldn't help but be stunned on the spot, his expression maintained that clever smile, half open his lips, and looked up at the sky.
"Look at Luoshui." The corners of Wang Jingzhi's lips hooked up a smug smile, and he stretched out his slender hand and pointed to the water.
Yang Yu lowered her head and looked, only to see a brocade of flowers on the surface of Luoshui, fireworks like a goddess scattering flowers, falling, blending into the quiet and clear ice, Yang Yu's little face, under the gorgeous and bright fireworks, looks bright and enchanting, the heart in her chest, as if to jump out of the chest, she almost heard the heart "dong dong" jumping. She opened her lips and smiled, but she didn't know what to say, so she just looked at Wang Jingzhi's dusty side face and smiled.
"Why bother. Yang Yu spoke softly, his voice was a little hoarse, but under the fireworks in the sky, he seemed so insincere.
A gust of wind swept by, Yang Yu's body shook slightly, Wang Jingzhi frowned, untied the big slug on his body, and gently draped it on Yang Yu's body.
The color of the big coat was plain white and cold, but it carried the warm body temperature of the man, as if he was being embraced by him.
She looked at him, and he looked at her, looking at each other. After a long time of no more talking, the two of them stood at the water's edge like this, the world was quiet, only the sound of fireworks crossed their ears.
She slowly raised her hand and stretched out to Wang Jingzhi's handsome cheek, but stopped when she was only close to touching his face. Her hands were white and immaculate in the light of the fireworks, her face was bright and flamboyant, green and proud, and long and humble, and her fingers never touched his face. She opened her lips and said slowly: "My heart is love, is it not enough?" It was only a short eight words, but it made Yang Yu seem to have passed a few years.