"Hehe, what did you just say?" Yaxiang didn't listen to the truth, turned her head and looked at Yu Yihuang with a smile and asked, the smile in her eyes stirred the calm moonlight, and even disturbed Yu Yihuang's mind.

"Xiang'er, you're smiling so beautifully." Yu Yihuang looked at Yaxiang in a daze for a moment, and suddenly stretched out his long arm to scoop Yaxiang into his bosom, hugging him tightly, as if holding his own treasure.

"You, let go." Masaka was defenseless, hugged by his tall body, her head just pressed against his heart, and heard his pounding heartbeat.

Masaka is not short either, there is 1. is about 65 meters, but in front of Yu Yihuang, who is more than eight feet long, he looks a little petite and exquisite.

Yue'er seemed to notice Yu Yihuang's affection, and shyly hid in the clouds, and the night became hazy for a while.

The two of them noticed that no one had approached them.

"Long Yaxiang, what are you doing?" Suddenly, a man shouted angrily, and from that voice you could tell how angry he was.

The angry reprimand made Yaxiang suddenly come back to her senses, and after returning to her senses, Yaxiang was about to break free, but the figure that floated in had already angrily pulled her away from Yu Yihuang's arms.

The voice and action are done in one go, so what kind of agility does it take to do it?

Yu Yihuang's whole heart was on Yaxiang, and he didn't notice the falling figure, until Yaxiang was pulled away from his chest, and he felt empty and dazed.

"Yi, you're here." Yaxiang heard the voice of the visitor, felt the breath of the visitor, and showed her excitement, although he made ~ hurt her hand, but she was happy that he suddenly appeared.

The person who came was elegant, he had been busy for a day, and he went from the palace to the county lord's mansion, but he didn't see Yaxiang's return for a long time, so he remembered that she went to attend Huang Lian's wedding today, and she hadn't returned yet.

So, he didn't want to sit and wait, and went straight to the Huangfu with two secret guards, and met Yaxiang's carriage at that intersection, and Yaxiang was not in the car, and Lu'er told him, and Yaxiang was walking behind.

So he hurriedly performed light skills and rushed forward, but saw the two of them hugging each other intimately and tightly, so he was so angry that he could not express himself.

He and Masaka have been separated for ten years, and although he preemptively engaged her, there is always a deep uneasiness in his heart, and he is afraid that she will disappear again.

So when he sees her every day, he is at ease, but now she is damned in someone else's arms, it seems that he has to let her be his person as soon as possible, otherwise there will be many people peeping at her.

The night is quieter, and the breeze blows, making people feel cool.

In the hazy night, Fluttering took Yaxiang's hand, Yaxiang obediently snuggled beside Fluttering, and the harmonious picture hurt Yu Yihuang's eyes.

"What can a lonely man and a widow do together? It's not about doing something that men and women should do. Yu Yihuang's cold voice was even clearer in the early spring night.

"Yu Yihuang." Masaka scolded eagerly, her heart suddenly tightening.

How could he utter such misleading words?

She didn't do anything, and she didn't want to misunderstand anything because of it, after all, she had already married him, and she had to consider his feelings.

Does she love flowing? In fact, to this day, she has not sorted out her heart and loves her? She didn't know too much, at least he had never said a word of love to her.

Even so, she didn't want him to be uncomfortable because of the misunderstanding, and she didn't want to be thought of as a frivolous woman.

What can she and Yu Yihuang have? At that time, the six-year-old girl was just his brother, and it is the same now.

"Yu Yihuang." With a loud shout, he suddenly shook off the hand holding Yaxiang, and waved his palm towards Yu Yihuang, his usual calmness had already been thrown away.

Yaxiang closed her eyes, and Piao Yi still misunderstood after all.