"Since you know your own name, why did you forget my name, you unkind and unrighteous negative man" Wang Xifeng was so angry that he almost tilted his nose and slapped the table, snorting angrily.

"Didn't you say it just now" Na Na glanced at the angry person with a twist and anxiety, a little afraid that he would be thrown out, so his tone became more and more flattering, and his body trembled slightly, revealing her wordless nervousness.

Seeing that Wang Xifeng really didn't have a taste in his heart, his Lin Yan shouldn't be like this, he was confident in strategizing, and Lin Yan, who was thousands of miles away, was the real him, his heart was inexplicably swollen, and the corners of his eyes were sour.

"Then do you know what your words are and where they come from? There are still people in the house" whose lips squirmed, and their fingers were so frightened that they didn't know where to put them.

Lin Chaoge only shook his head blankly, his palms were so nervous that he was about to sweat, he lowered his head and almost didn't bury it in the soil, and bit his lower lip lightly.

"But do you remember where you came from, my father's name, and my name" The more he asked, the more he didn't feel good, his heart was half cold, his little finger moved slightly, and Wang Xifeng forced Lin Chaoge to look up at him.

Lin Chaoge shook his head again and again, he really didn't know what to ask, and he was a little whiter than an idiot.

"Bang dang" Wang Xifeng fell from the chair, full of disbelief, stretched out his finger and pointed at Lin Chaoge who didn't know anything in shock, his mouth was open enough to stuff an egg.

"Don't drive me away, okay, I don't eat much, and I can work" Lin Chaoge bounced up from the stool and got up to help Wang Xifeng, who fell to the ground.

"Lin Yan, you were joking with me just now, right" Wang Xifeng pulled Lin Chaoge's cuffs without giving up, his eyes were full of pleading.

What I was waiting for was not a flirtatious prank, but a shake of his head and speechlessness.

Wang Xifeng couldn't help the blow, and his eyes rolled and he fainted.

The rain stopped, the sky began to clear, and Lin Chaoge was completely arranged to live in a courtyard of the palace, and he was planning when the young master woke up the next day.

At the same time, the mansion that was originally on the other side of Chang'an, the gilded beast spit out a curling cloud and mist, and the smoker with silver and copper chisel lotus petal bead pattern was useless to the side.

On the carved screen of Shan mahogany, two men confront each other in chess, one black and one white, and it is obvious that the white son has the upper hand.

The beautiful pink skirt of the "childe" was replaced with herbal tea with a wooden tray of vermilion lacquer.

"Let's go down" The man's voice knocked on the ice jade, and the sound was good, and he unintentionally blushed the girl's face.

"I haven't seen you for many days, you're still the same, stinky chess basket" The hand of the white son fell the last piece, and the chessboard was clear.

"That's it, you also know that your brother is not good at chess, but this is just three points, just point to it."

"I have my own determination on this matter" picked up the new tea, gently pulled the lid of the cup and floated on the surface of the cup to stretch the tea leaves.

"With your words, I am relieved to be a brother, but can you let my brother a few times next time, otherwise I don't know where to put my face every time."

Every time you let you have three sons, you will not lose miserably, and even regret the chess" In the end, even he laughed a little.

"Hey, hey, good junior brother, let's have another game, this time you let me have six sons" The white-robed man played tricks to disrupt the chess game, and re-pinched a piece of white to settle the game.

"Good".

The twilight was slightly dark, and the turquoise Hunan bamboo curtain was lifted.

Dragonfly dotted emerald hollow hairpin curtain official kiln gold-patterned lotus pot Six spring flowers competing for beauty screen Yellow wood carved ornaments Qingluan peony carved red sandalwood chair

A red narcissus collar triple curved skirt, revealing the powder blue neckline inside, a pink drag skirt tied underneath, a crane beak ruby flowing silver hairpin, the waist seal of the purple powder belt will not hold the slender waist bundle, the aqua blue skirt is long and can be dragged to the ground, the powder face is like a spring, like a peach blossom blooming in March, delicate, stepping on the willows, slowly walking.

"Miss, why did you come out, it just rained outside, slip carefully" The ink fragrance that was in the courtyard was about to wither branches and leaves and exit at the same time as Yuqin.

Shuyan frowned slightly, and brought a tulle half-embroidered bauhinia robe from the house to cover her, as if she were a fragile porcelain doll.

Bai Aya smiled weakly and said that she was fine: I just stayed in the house for too long, and I wanted to come out and breathe some fresh air, not to mention that the imperial doctor also said that let me go out and walk more if I have nothing to do, which is conducive to the recovery of the condition."

"But having said that, Miss also needs to pay attention to her body, in case she is thinking about how to get sick like last time," some outspoken Zhuxiang couldn't help but blurt out.

"No, what's more, I'm just walking around in my own courtyard, and there is no danger" Bai Aya recalled the events of that day, still with lingering palpitations, she didn't know that people's hearts could be so terrifying.

If Qing Xing is one step late, the consequences will be unimaginable, and it is time for those warblers and Yanyan in his father's backyard to deal with it, and Bai Aya's eyes suddenly became firm.

The one who bullied her today and yesterday will not be able to stay for many days.

In the huge city for many years, every minute and second is telling, describing different loves, hatreds, and entanglements of interests.

Lin Chaoge had just woken up not long ago, but due to his poor health, he was tossed by Wang Xifeng, but after a long time, he fell asleep, and the doctor who had been ordered by the ear quietly walked out of the back door courtyard with the medicine box on his back.

In the afternoon, the suburbs are quiet, and the scenery is new. The rain adds to the mountain, and the wind borrows the spirit of water.

Since Wang Xifeng fainted yesterday, when he woke up, he was still a little dazed and mediocre, his hair was messy and scattered, the bed was messy, half of the bamboo moire azure brocade fell on the edge of the bed, a pair of pillows, there was only one left at the moment, with a stupid smile on his face, and his neatly dressed obscene clothes were half messy.

In the dream, he had a dream, he found Lin Chaoge, who had been thinking about him day and night, on a pouring rainy night, but the little white-eyed wolf with no conscience woke up and said that he didn't know him, which made him angry.

At the end of the dream is the little white-eyed wolf who won the champion, he was just ready to marry someone with red makeup for ten miles, but the person arrived well, and he just opened the door.

I saw the little white-eyed wolf holding the hand of a little girl who was not as beautiful as him, and told him that she liked the little girl of other people, and wanted to marry her and have children, and draw a line with him.

The cabbage that was finally raised was arched by the pig.

On the spot, he was so angry that his eyes and nose were crooked, and he woke up directly, why didn't he beat this kid to death in his dream, and now that he thinks about it, he still can't help but regret it, why don't he sleep for a while, and beat the little white-eyed wolf when he wakes up?

When Wang Xifeng was about to beat people in his dreams again, the strong light pierced him so much that he couldn't sleep, and the door was suddenly opened, and with the slight movement of the comer, the window was already opened.

"Young master, it's already the afternoon of the second day, if you don't get up, be careful that Lin Gongzi will run away" Liu Yang opened the hexagonal diamond-shaped window that had been closed overnight to breathe, and on the red lacquered yellow wooden tray were a few plates of seasonal vegetables and a large bowl of glutinous and thick millet porridge.

"Oh" Speaking of Lin Chaoge, the anger in Wang Xifeng's heart was rising slowly.

No, he has to go and see the little white-eyed wolf who has no conscience, in case she is not only sorry for him in her dreams, but what if she hooks up with the little girl who serves her now, which is unbearable and unbearable.

He went to take a look, in case he really found the slightest little sprout, sooner or later he would strangle the swaddling clothes, and then replace him with a rough sweeping aunt with five big and three thick.

Just do it, any ignorant danger must be strangled in swaddling clothes, Wang Xifeng suddenly glanced at Liu Yang lightly, wondering if Lin Chaoge would fall in love with Liu Yang, a person like Liu Yang who is honest and honest.

If Lin Chaoge knew her true thoughts, he would definitely say lightly, rest assured, I have never been hungry to the point of eating.

Liu Yang was stared at by this gaze for a long time, and the whole person was a little embarrassed, twisted it, and silently shrank his head to look at the road, almost without retracting his head directly into the soil as a partridge.

The snow-colored butterfly flies through the corridor, the black clothes talk to the swallows and return to the beams, the drunken flowers are drunk in the afternoon, and the spring is quiet and the days are long.

In the flowers, the young man's light blue shirt, the empty blue edge, the dark lines are intertwined, embroidered with the bamboo leaf pattern of Shudi.

The afternoon sun is not dazzling, through the layers of clouds and mist, his delicate facial features under the gentle sun, as if with their own soft light fairy spirit, gratuitously reminds people of the poetry of the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

Such a person should be born wearing a wide-sleeved gown, drunk until he is drunk under the moonlight like water, and splashing ink on a piece of silk paper.

He has lost his memory now, and the quiet aura of a faint fairy has become an annoying fake Sven, hum.

Dysphoria!

Lin Chaoge heard the sound behind him, turned around and looked back, the flowers were like cheeks, willow eyebrows, smiling with flower branches, and a glance at the clear waves.

Wang Xifeng's heart inexplicably missed a beat, and even the mood of abandoning his wife and children in his dream to ask for guilt flew a little.

Back to the second fool of the landlord's family, who was extremely stupid, Weige smiled and thought about it, and threw it away at a glance.

Lin Chaoge looked at that face, and the apricot fragrance was sad. The song is rewarded for cold food, and Nai Die complains about the good night. The lake is full of broken moon and shaking flowers, how to give birth to a sad word!

Liu Yang, who was silently following behind, also slowed down, God, how could this Lin Gongzi be born so close that his own son-in-law would be a little demonic, and the two of them would go out on the street in the future, would others mistake them for two pairs of sisters?

Thinking about it in horror, he shook his head frantically to drive this terrifying thought out of his mind.

"Lin Yan, do you still remember the lotus flowers on the shore of Daming Lake" Wang Xifeng casually broke off a branch of Jiuqiu Wood Hibiscus that was in full bloom.

“？？？”。

Liu Yang watched and listened to all directions, and withdrew from the world with interest, leaving the two of them alone to complain.

"It's okay, anyway, you have to remember that your name is Lin Yan, and the word Chaoge is good" Wang Xifeng walked a few steps and pinned the flower branch in his hand in Lin Chaoge's sideburns, which was more beautiful than Huajiao.

Yesterday night, he figured out that Lin Yan is Lin Yan, no matter what she becomes, it is his Lin Yan, except for finding other women to marry wives and have children.

The breeze is not dry, the sun is just right, the water is rippling, and the wicker is clinging.