"Well, I can't help it if you think so." She nodded helplessly, as if she was compromising for his strength, "Since you don't like it, I won't go out next time." ”

Jun Moying looked at her well-behaved and supple little face, it was rare that she hadn't argued with him for so long.

But he knew very well that it was not because she agreed with his statement in her heart.

sighed, "Shallow, if I hadn't been there just now...... his eyes flickered, he looked away, thought about it, and directly hugged her into his arms, his voice was low and a little uncomfortable, "Then he is the one who holds you." ”

is only one step away, if he didn't push Yun Luo away, then it would be Yun Luo who was holding her. Even if there is no relationship between them, he doesn't like any little thing that a man approaches him.

Next time, even if Dongyang is there, a woman's strength may not be able to support her.

After thinking about it, the only way to keep her safe and not be touched by other men is to directly sweep away this dangerous existence from the roots.

A long-lost silence spread through the temple......

After a long time, when Jun Moying thought that this matter could only be turned like this, someone suddenly patted him twice on the back.

Feng Qian broke away from his embrace with a helpless expression, and poked his index finger heavily in his chest a few times, "Jun Moying, why are you so careful?" The thin red lips were lifted lightly, and they were angry and funny.

Seeing that the man's face turned dark, as if he was about to have a seizure, she hurriedly threw herself into his arms again, "Okay, I know!" Don't talk about you, don't laugh at you! ”

Having said that, the smile on the corner of his mouth was as bright as a flower, hidden in the man's broad chest.

Jun Moying was slightly annoyed in her heart, and said in an unkind tone: "In the future, when I am here, if you want to go out, I will accompany you." ”

"Good, good!"

Dare not laugh, it is clear that even the voice is full of joy!

The thin lips pursed slightly, and Jun Moying tightened her arms and wrapped her soft and thin body in her arms, as if there was an urge to integrate her into the bone marrow.

******

Outside a courtyard on the outskirts of the city, a man in a dark blue brocade robe looked around, and after making sure that no one was there, he jumped into the courtyard with high walls. The scenery in the courtyard has not changed in the slightest, and it is still the same familiar appearance.

Following the route he remembered, he strode in the direction of the study.

All the way to the destination, I didn't meet half of the interceptors on the way.

But in spite of knowing in his heart that something was wrong—perhaps the people who were lying in wait for him to throw himself into the net—he did not hesitate to expose himself to the sun, and resolutely pushed open the door.

There was a "squeak" and there was no one inside.

After a short pause, he hurriedly closed the door behind him.

The study is still as clean as ever, it should be cleaned often, and even the furnishings have not changed.

Sweeping his sharp gaze over everything in the room, he took a few steps forward and went through all the places he thought might be hidden. Behind the calligraphy and paintings, inside the vase, the bookcase, the bookcase......

None of them.

Maybe there's a dark grid somewhere?

Thinking like this, he carefully examined the movable and immovable things in the study, and finally frowned and pushed the inkstone on the bookcase.

Sure enough, the frame behind him was removed, revealing a small dark compartment, which was full of bottles and cans.

I was overjoyed, and I was about to take it, when the door behind me was pushed open with a "bang".

"Mo Shaoyuan, you are really here!"