Late at night, the noisy summer cicadas can't finish singing

"Dust?"

"The dust lingers on the face, and the butterfly dances beautifully."

"It's a nice name." Feng Luo pouted and raised his eyebrows.

In a corner of the villa, a woman is sitting quietly in front of the desk and reading at night.

"Is that what she's going to be called?" Feng Luo flipped through the booklet in his hand, and gently clasped his teeth like a child,

"Just ......"

"This can't be his dead wife, right?" Thinking of this, Feng Luo frowned, without getting goosebumps.

"Chenying, an orphan girl, a person from Qinchuan Fufeng, both parents died, and was adopted by Jiang Jiumian, the owner of Chishu Mountain Villa, since she was a child, and she is good at medical skills...... Technique..."

Suddenly, a strong sense of sleepiness struck, and Feng Luotian couldn't hold the booklet in his hand steadily, and flipped it on the table.

"I'm so sleepy......" Feng Luo yawned.

Slowly closing his eyes and resting his head on his arm, Feng Luotian fell asleep like this.

Outside the window, the figure of a man appeared, by the moonlight, Jiang Wu looked at the woman's warm sleeping face, raised his hand and gently supported her hair, removed his hand, and took the book on the table.

"Sleep, it's all over tomorrow when it's dawn......"

………… early morning

"Hmm~~" Feng Luotian slowly opened her eyes, she actually fell asleep on the table.

His head was a little confused, and Feng Luo rubbed his eyes.

Surprise!

It's over, she's not done with it yet!

Feng Luotian was so shocked that he suddenly rose from his seat.

"Hiss~~" Maybe she slept on her stomach on the table all night last night, and she actually felt that her back hurt.

"It hurts~~" Feng Luo leaned his hand and hammered his chest, beating his shoulders.

"Little aunt!" The immature and crisp female voice remembered, and Xiao Jiang ran into the house chubbyly.

"Er." Feng Luo looked at the girl running towards him and smiled softly.

"Huh......" Xiao Jiang Yan looked at the woman with big bulging eyes, beating her shoulder.

"Little aunt, do you have a sore shoulder?"

"Well, sort of."

"Then I help my little aunt to thum, and it won't hurt if I thump." Jiang Xuan puffed out his round little mouth.

Feng Luo looked at the girl.

"Then thank you."

The strength of Jiang Hui's small hand is not heavy, but it is soft and makes her very comfortable.

Feng Luotian closed his eyes leisurely while enjoying the service of Xi'er.

After a while, the maidservant came in with a washbasin.

"Miss Chenying, it's time to wash up." The slave and maid read as she placed the copper basin on the washstand.

"Okay." Feng Luotian squinted his eyes and replied casually.

Wait a minute!

"Miss Dusty?"

Feng Luo opened his eyes violently, his eyes staring at the servant's eyes tightly.

"What did you just call me? Miss Dust? ”

"Is the slave calling wrong?" The slave didn't understand why the woman reacted so violently.

Jiang Hui didn't understand the woman's strange reaction, and the girl stared at Feng Luo with suspicious eyes.

"What's wrong with you, little aunt?" Xiao Jiang's sweet and glutinous voice came to her ears.

As if the soreness on his body was all over at once, Feng Luo squatted in front of Jiang Xuan, holding the girl's arms with both hands.

"Xi'er, did she call me Miss Chenying just now?"

Er'er looked at Feng Luotian with a monster-like look.

"Little aunt, she doesn't call you Chenying, so what do you want to call you?"

"Do you memorize pamphlets too?" Feng Luo's eyes were a little urgent.

"Pamphlets?" Jiang Xuan narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

"What pamphlet?"

"That's it?" Feng Luo leaned up and flipped through the things on the table.

"What about the pamphlet? Where did the brochure go? Feng Luo tilted his hands and didn't stop.

"Little aunt, what are you looking for?" Jiang Yan stood beside the table, looking at the woman with a somewhat crazy look.

"Hello, have you ever seen a small book on the table, it's so big." Saying something, Feng Luotian also gestured twice.

Xiao'er looked at the woman in front of her and gestured randomly, and said some strange things, and frowned without frowning, "Little aunt, are you sick?" Got a burning head? Do you want to ask you for a doctor? ”

"How so? What the hell is going on? Feng Luotian stopped what he was doing and began to think calmly.

"That's right." Feng Luotian suddenly remembered something.

Looking at the round little girl beneath him. "Since I'm Chenying, then why do you still call me little aunt?"

She had forgotten her name, but she still called her Aunt as before.

"You're grandpa's daughter, of course I'm going to call you aunt."

"And you're about to marry your little uncle, and you're my little aunt." As she spoke, she was a little excited.

"Cheng ......... Get married? Feng Luotian almost choked on his own saliva.

"I ...... Getting married? Feng Luo asked rhetorically.

"Miss Hui, your wedding date with the young master is scheduled for the seventh day of the next month." The servant on the side replied.

"So fast?" She knew that she had promised Jiang Wu to marry him, but when everything really came, she began to shy away.

"Miss, what's wrong with you today, didn't you personally set the wedding date with the young master?" The servant added.

"I ordered it myself?"

How can it be!

"Well, Miss and the young master are very affectionate, it was the young lady who said that she was afraid of long nights and dreams, and the young master was robbed by others, so she personally engaged the wedding date."

The words simply shocked her jaw.

Afraid that he will be robbed by others? What a thing!

No way! She must figure everything out, she has to go to Jiang Wu.

Thinking of this, Feng Luo ran out of his legs, leaving Jiang Hui and his servant to call behind.

Feng Luotian trotted all the way to Jiang Wu's room, and everyone called her Miss Chenying when they saw her along the way, and Feng Luotian felt that she was about to go crazy.

"Jiang Wu!" Feng Luo was so angry that he pushed the door in without knocking.

Coincidentally, the man in the room was changing clothes.

Feng Luo pushed the door in, and saw the man standing naked on the side of the bed, still holding the clothes he was about to wear.

Sun-kissed, healthy skin hugs the waist and strong muscles work all the way down.

Feng Luotian was stunned in place for a moment, unable to move, and looked at the naked man in front of him with wide eyes.

The man also looked at the woman who suddenly broke in, and then raised his eyebrows.

"Ahh Feng Luo came back to his senses, turned around, and violently raised his hand to cover his eyes.

"Excuse me!" Feng Luo said embarrassedly.

Jiang Wu looked at the woman's embarrassed appearance, the corners of his mouth were hooked evilly, he raised his hand to put the thin underwear on his body, and Jiang Wu walked into the woman barefoot.

Stars were popping out of Feng Luo's head, and he didn't know that the man's male aura was slowly approaching.

Wrapping the woman who was a little shorter in his arms with both hands, Jiang Wu bowed his head lightly and leaned lightly on her shoulder.

"You're going to get married, and you're still shy? Well? Because she had just woken up, the man's breath was a little hot, and her ears were red.

The face was ripe, Feng Luotian suddenly broke free from the man's arms, and avoided the man like a plague god, she was several meters away from him.

Turning around, Feng Luotian stared at the man a little shyly.

"What's going on here? Why do all the confessions call me Chenying? ”

Jiang Wu looked at it and shrugged his shoulders a little unconcernedly.

"That's it, you're Dust."

"But I'm Feng Luotian!" Feng Luo shouted in retort.

Feng Luotian's three words pierced Jiang Wu's face, and he ran to Feng Luotian at almost the speed of light, covering her mouth with his big palm, Jiang Wu's face was almost on her face.

Jiang Wu's voice became a little cold, "Never mention Feng Luotian again, let her completely erase it from your mind!" ”

Feng Luo leaned into her eyes closely, which was coldness she had never seen before.