Smiled a little helplessly, Yan Hong's heart sank, it seems that some things are very chess players, if the eyes can kill Yan Hong believes that he has died thousands of times, this is the last thing a man wants to see [Duhuo], over the years, although Xie Zhiyun has shown himself in front of him a charming elf with a thousand faces, he is also extremely gentle with himself. Unexpectedly, this unexpected encounter with Da Si Ming was seen by her in an instant.

Yan Hong was a little strange, Yan Hong already had Hongyu by his side back then, and he also knew that Duanmu Rong and his childhood sweetheart, and he didn't see Xie Zhiyun's expression, why did he see Da Si Ming so fierce this time, is it just because the two are in different positions?

Unconsciously crossed his lips with a trace of bitter arc, although there are many red faces in this life, but if you really talk about understanding women, Yan Hong can be said to know nothing, pure white level, although he was the king of war in his previous life, he has also done it, and women have also been in contact, and it is common to do drama in a happy scene, but in the rush of life in his previous life, Yan Hong has never appeared a woman who really makes him happy, nor has he really paid a sincere feeling. Naturally, if you haven't really experienced it, you can't judge, let alone understand a woman's mood changes at every moment.

Now the women around Yan Hong have already shown their good feelings, without the constraints of this series of modern laws and regulations, Yan Hong also accepted it naturally, loved and guarded with his heart, but he never took the time to ponder the thoughts of every Yi person around him, and now he can only smile bitterly, the brilliance in his beautiful eyes flashed, Xie Zhiyun on the side clearly captured the change in Yan Hong's expression, and the soft jade hand gently pinched Yan Hong's palm, but he sighed with some tears and laughter in his heart, "It's really a wood" In the past, Yan Hong seemed to know what he was thinking at a glance, and he thought he would understand his thoughts, but now it seems that it is not the case at all, in modern terms, IQ is okay, but EQ is an idiot level.

'Hongyu is in front, Duanmu and you are childhood sweethearts, but I am a latecomer, of course there will be no love, and there can be no love, of course I will treat my sisters well, but now you have more than that Yin and Yang woman entangled, hey, wronged! ’

Walking all the way towards the Little Sage Village, Xie Zhiyun didn't pay attention to what Yan Lu and Yan Hong said, just looked at the big Si Ming who came not far away and thought about his own thoughts, the light smile on his lips, the sorrow of his eyebrows, the beating gaze, every subtlety, all showed the love of the beautiful woman not far away for her Langjun.

took a deep breath and forcibly calmed down his chaotic thoughts, but suddenly felt a dizziness in his brain, almost shaky, his steps paused, his internal force worked, and the whole body leaned on Yan Hong's body before the discomfort was lessened, "Zhiyun? What's wrong? Although Yan Hong and Yan Lu chatted happily all the way, they were still careful, and the internal force passed through the veins, and a pure internal force swept by, and Xie Zhiyun suddenly felt much better.

Looking at each other, Yiren didn't say much, just smiled faintly, showing gentleness and grace, although Yan Hong didn't know what was going on, but just now when he was outside, the obvious jealousy was clear, holding Zhanbai's jade hand, and a trace of apology naturally flowed in his eyes.

While walking, Xie Zhiyun didn't speak, but she still shook her head slightly, her movements were subtle, and outsiders didn't notice it, and the tacit understanding between the two could be seen.

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When I looked up again, I had already arrived at the main hall of the Little Sage Village, my eyes flashed, and I almost instinctively stopped, almost instinctively I wanted to shout a sentence, I remember coming here when I was a child, the teacher Xun Fuzi, the master of Fu Fuzi, will be here to teach all the disciples of the lineage, exams, and debates.

At the beginning, I always forgot the number of etiquette, and was punished by Master Xun, but at that time, it was Fu Nian who helped me intercede the most.

――Smack――

The shoulder was gently patted, and when he turned his head, he found that it was Yanlu who was smiling and looking at him, obviously Fu Nian knew what Yan Hong was thinking at the moment, "Zihong let's go, don't forget your current identity, young master of the Mo family!" Hikoro smiled and reminded in a low voice.

Compared to Xie Zhiyun's silent companionship beside Yan Hong, quiet and elegant without any words, but the eyes of the big priest on the side flashed with a caring gaze, although Yan Hong did not have the slightest gaffe, but the change in momentum at that moment was clearly captured by her.

'Confucianism? Zihong, how many stories do you have, how many ups and downs in the past, what kind of pain is hidden under the elegant and slightly cold appearance, the longer I get along with you, the more I feel that I can't read you, that year, I thought I could get out of the situation and see you through, but I don't want to see each other now but feel that I have fallen deeper,'

Between the lightning and fire, although it is only a glimpse, the great priest is already full of thoughts, twilight knows his own feelings, and he is bitter every year, at this moment, who can fully interpret the feelings between them, and the cutting is still chaotic.

Taking a step, a familiar face appeared in front of his eyes again, well-dressed, with a high crown and bundled hair, and three long beards under his chin.

The four eyes are facing each other, but they just smile faintly, and now the ovary is becoming more and more elegant, with long hair shawl, hairpins closed, and a face like a crown and jade eyes like stars, a handsome and unparalleled young man.

Eyes turned again, on the main seat, sat an old man with gray temples, the original cold face has gradually had a ravine, the ruthlessness of the years is fully displayed at this moment, the two look at each other if the years pass, come and go without a trace, but that pair of eyes are still sharp, the brilliance is flashing, as if seeing through all the rights and wrongs in this world, such as old wine, more and more mellow, more and more fascinating.

nodded slightly, looking at this former disciple under Cheng Huan's knees, now he is a young man with unparalleled demeanor, Master Xun is naturally relieved in his heart, and there is a little praise and kindness in the depths of his eyes, and Lao Huai is relieved.

"Student Zihong visits the teacher."

"Concubine Xie Zhiyun visits the master."

Without the slightest hesitation, a pair of beautiful people both bowed to the Confucian courtesy, regardless of Xuanxuan, and the tacit understanding was incomparable.