Holding the woman and trotting all the way back to the house, Jiang Wu gently put Feng Luo on the bed.

The man looked at her dotingly, the lonely man and the widow were in the same room, Feng Luotian was very uncomfortable, and his face turned red.

"You...... What do you want to do? The corners of the woman's mouth twitched slightly, what happened to this man today, he took pleasure in teasing her.

"Huh." The corners of Jiang Wu's mouth hooked up charmingly, and he lowered his head and approached the woman.

"I ...... I want to kiss you. ”

"Ahh

Feng Luotian was so frightened that she quickly closed her eyes, she thought he was going to suffocate her kiss again, but it was just a shallow kiss from the dragonfly, and he had already gotten up before she pushed him away.

Hooking the corners of his mouth, he raised his hand and gently scraped her nose, "I'll be waiting for you at the gate of the villa." ”

With that, the man got up, looked at the woman deeply and smiled, and turned to leave.

Feng Luotian breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Wu's steps were light, and he gently closed the door for her, and seemed to be in a good mood.

Turning around, Jiang Jiumian didn't think about it, and stood not far behind him with a serious face.

…………

The secret room of the lodge

"Father-in-law." Jiang Wu faded away from his previous gentleness and became serious and gloomy.

Jiang Jiumian's slightly cloudy eyes looked at the man in front of him in his sunken eyes, and his voice was old-fashioned, "Where are you going?" ”

"Father-in-law, I'm going down the mountain." Jiang Wu's face did not change color, and there was no doubt about it.

"Bastard!" Jiang Jiumian's always kind face showed a fierce color, and a slightly gray sword eyebrow on the tip of his eyebrows was raised.

"Have you forgotten that today is the night of the full moon?!"

"But father-in-law, I promised to take her down the mountain." Jiang Wu's fearless eyes stared at Jiang Jiumian.

Jiang Jiumian looked at this man he had cultivated single-handedly, he knew how to forbear, and his mind was mature, how did he become like this now? The man pursed his lips tightly, looking like he hated iron but not steel.

"How many irrational things do you have to do for the sake of a woman!"

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......!" Angry, Jiang Jiumian began to cough violently.

"Father-in-law, why don't you have any skin at all?" Jiang Wu hurriedly stepped forward to help Jiang Jiumian sit down.

Closing his eyes, the man relented.

"I didn't expect my father-in-law's injury to be so serious?" Jiang Wu's deep phoenix eyes were full of worry.

"I don't care." Jiang Jiumian's voice was a little empty, and he lost his tone just now.

"It's just that last time we activated the forbidden technique, people have noticed it, these days I have divined the astrological hexagrams, and there is a force ready to move, but I am afraid that the Chishu Mountain Villa will not be peaceful." Jiang Jiumian sighed slightly helplessly.

Jiang Wu looked at Jiang Jiumian's weak appearance, and lowered his head a little weakly, "It's not good for children." ”

"It's just that now, you must not let people know the true identity of Sun'er." Jiang Jiumian turned the mechanism, the floor in the center of the secret room moved to both sides, and the lotus net platform of Yaochi rose, and there was a misty ice on the platform, the ice shone with silver light, and the outline of a girl could be vaguely seen in the thick ice.

Jiang Wu pursed his thin lips, "Father-in-law, don't worry, I will definitely protect Xi'er." ”

Jiang Jiumian looked at him with an old face, "He will go up the mountain today, and you will wait for him here." ”

"But my father..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Jiu flashed lightly, only heard a bang, and the secret room closed without a gap.

………

When Feng Luotian came to the gate of the villa, the sky was already dark, but there was no shadow of a man, and the autumn wind blew out the silhouette of her veil.

Pulling his coat together, Feng Luo leaned and hovered in the wind.

"Miss Dusty." A woman appeared behind him at some point.

Feng Luo looked at her a little strangely, "Are you?" ”

"Miss, it was the young owner who ordered me to tell you that the young owner had something to delay, and he couldn't go to the appointment with you." After the maid finished speaking, she did not explain, leaving Feng Luo to lose her mind in her words and retreat and leave.

Did he miss his appointment?

The woman's face was light and breezy, as if it had nothing to do with her whether a man came or not.

The mountain wind blew stronger and stronger, as if it was about to blow her down in an instant, and dark clouds piled up on the horizon, rubbing out lightning in the sky.

Feng Luo frowned, the autumn rain came in a hurry.

The mountain rain continued, and Feng Luo raised his hand to shield the drizzle.

Is he really not coming?

She waited from dusk to evening, and even waited for the maid's message, but she didn't leave.

"Huh." Showing a smile that was more ugly than crying, with a slight bitterness in his heart, Feng Luo turned around silently and walked back slowly.

The drizzle blurred his vision, and Feng Luotian disappeared into the haze of smoke and rain.

Not long after Feng Luo left, a man ran in this direction in the drizzle.

Jiang Wu's face was covered with rain, and the green silk was also a little soaked, even so, the man did not see a trace of embarrassment, and the sound of the dripping rain seemed to be extremely quiet all around.

Jiang Wu's dark eyes looked around, it was hazy, how could there be anyone.

The rain kept falling, and the man stood against the wind, and the rain fell on her mercilessly.

Doubts flashed in his eyes, flashed dimness, and finally all turned into loss under his eyes.

Is she gone?

An umbrella appeared above the man's head without warning, blocking the autumn rain.

Jiang Wufeng's eyes were stunned, but his eyes overflowed with joy, and the man quickly turned around.

Behind her, Feng Luo was dressed in plain clothes, with a thin gauze covering her alluring face, and holding an oil-paper umbrella printed with red plums in her hand, blocking all the rain out.

Jiang Wu smiled, this was a smile that Feng Luotian had never seen before, not a chuckle, not a fake smile, not a slight smile, but a smile from the heart, like a vigorous and ignorant teenager.

Jiang Wu vigorously hugged Feng Luo into his arms, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones.

"I thought, I thought you wouldn't be waiting for me, you wouldn't come." Jiang Wu's chin rested against her shoulder, and her tone was a little unfavorable, but there was joy inside.

Feng Luo leaned on the umbrella, a little overwhelmed, his eyes rolled cutely, and explained, "I...... I just saw that it was raining and went back to get my umbrella......"

"It's okay, it's okay," the man muttered, his hand tightening a little more.

"Uh...... Hmm..."Feng Luotian was a little overwhelmed by the man.

"Shall we ...... Let's go back. Feng Luo said tentatively.

"Go, of course!"

As if at this moment, heaven and earth are divided into two parts, outside the umbrella, the autumn wind is sorrowful, the autumn rain lingers, and inside the umbrella, men and women embrace, and the piano and the song are singing.

…………

Phoenix, today is the annual lantern festival in Beiyuan, the Phoenix City on the ten-mile long street is lit up, and all kinds of lanterns on both sides of the moat shine on the entire long river.

The colors are far away, and the light is far away from the sky. Receiving the Han suspicious star falls, the building is like the moon hanging.

There is Jiao'e in the city, who does not eat the fire of the world, the two came relatively late, and the people on the street have been sparse.

It's been a long time since I've been here, and every plant and tree here is still so familiar.

"Is there anything you'd like to buy?" Jiang Wu skillfully took her hand and strolled down the flower street, there were only two people strolling on the long street, and Jiang Wu had a satisfied smile on his face.

Feng Luo let the man hold her hand, so that she actually had a feeling that the years were quiet.

"We're late, I'm afraid the moat of Phoenix City can't put lanterns." Feng Luo looked around, pursed his lips again, and bowed his head slightly.

"Huh." The corners of the man's mouth hooked up a touching smile, he didn't speak, and led her slowly through the years.

Handsome men and beautiful women appeared, and the girls and teenagers who were tired of shopping and were ready to go home came to the spirit again.

He said he was going to take her to the Lantern Festival, and she waited for him.

……

Phoenix, today is the annual lantern festival, the ten-mile long street is lit up, and the streets are lit up.