The pavilion of the painting boat slowly walks on the lake, scratching a little ripple, the sound of the water gurgling, the breeze stirring up the white veil, quiet but also pleasant.

Su Yunge reclined on the window pavilion, secretly saying that Rong Qianxun was a master who would enjoy it.

The boat looks unremarkable on the outside, but on the inside, it hides a secret.

The white jade is the couch, the cashmere is paved on the floor, the jasper chessboard on the ebony table is crystal clear, the breeze occasionally penetrates, and the crystal curtain jingles.

Tea is slowly boiling on a small table, with light smoke curling and the fragrance of tea overflowing.

All kinds of delicate pastries were placed on the table, and some people were lightly picking up the phoenix tail Jiaowu outside, and the ethereal sound of the piano made Su Yunge have a sense of vanity suddenly separated from the world.

She looked at the face covered by the mask through the boiling smoke of the tea, and she couldn't ignore it because she was sitting there so quietly without any movement.

The man looked at the scroll in his hand seriously, his slender fingers, his bones were distinct, and he was as smooth as jade. Although the mask obscured most of his face, it still did not damage his demeanor.

What to do? The more she looked at this fiancé, the more satisfied she became.

As if sensing Su Yunge's gaze, Rong Qianxun slowly raised his head, which happened to be opposite her gaze.

The warm eyes make people feel the softness of it.

"Is it boring to be with me?"

His voice was soft and faint, and it was indescribably comfortable to listen to in Su Yunge's ears.

Su Yunge shook his head with a smile, "No, I just think it's delicious." ”

She has always been wanton, she can say whatever she wants, and she doesn't feel that there is anything wrong with what she says.

Obviously, Rong Qianxun didn't expect her to say this, and the fingers holding the scroll tightened slightly. Looking at the smile on the corner of Su Yunge's mouth, he was a little unclear for a while.

"Is Yun Ge tuning me?" There was a pampering in the voice of the exit that he had never realized.

The person who was as dusty as an immortal couldn't help but come up with such a sentence, which made Su Yunge's eyes widen instantly.

Sigh secretly, man, you are too good.

This is good, it's really hard to ride a tiger.

"Chihiro doesn't like me like this?" With an eyebrow, Yun Ge carefully observed Rong Qianxun.

Honestly, this mask is a really good thing, not only to cover the face but also to hide other people's sighs of emotion.

No matter how amazing her observation was, she really couldn't see anything in front of a covered face.

Rong Qianxun put down the scroll and shook his head slowly.

"If Yunge is like this, I won't, I will like whatever you do."

A trace of doubt crossed Su Yunge's eyes, and a strange feeling appeared in his heart. She and this Rong Qianxun have obviously only met twice this time, and they have not communicated anything, but Rong Qianhiro's attitude towards herself is a little weird.

It seems to be, spoiled.

No matter what she says or does, she is a pampering gesture.

She wouldn't be narcissistic enough to think that he would fall in love with her at first sight, if her face could make people fall in love at first sight, then the sun would definitely come out in the west.

So what is it for?

Jumping down from the window pavilion lightly, he slowly walked towards Rong Qianxun, took a few steps, stood still, and bent over.

Her eyes are close at hand, her face is extremely serious, and her red lips are like an orchid.

"For what? Why do you want to do this to me? ”

The aura on Rong Qianxun's body was not disturbed at all, he just looked at Su Yunge quietly, and the luster in his eyes was like the sparkling waves outside the painting boat.

"You're my wife."