It turned out that there were still people who loved her like this in this life, she watched Huan Yi's face slowly blur, tears gradually dripping from her eyes, and her long eyelashes were also wet.

"Why are you crying?" When Huan Yi saw her tears earlier, there was a trace of waves in his eyes, and he wanted to reach out to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, but he still froze there, and slowly took it back after a long time.

He couldn't help frowning, and said in a complicated voice, "If you like calligraphy and painting, Young Master Ben has several boxes, you just have to pick them." ”

Jiang Mo stretched out his sleeve to wipe the tears on his face, gritted his teeth and said, "Where is the concubine crying for a painting." ”

"And for what?" Huan Yi's temper was exhausted, and his tone was rarely gentle, "Say it and let Young Master Ben listen to it." ”

"It's not that I pity you, but you are such a stupid person." Jiang Mo's gaze touched him, faintly bitter, "The Huan family is an extremely ruthless person, how could they give birth to a nerd like you." ”

When Huan Yi heard her words, he didn't get the slightest annoyance, and said lightly, "Yes, they are all people who have exhausted their organs, why do they want to give birth to their family, if they are alone, wouldn't everyone be clean." ”

It wasn't the first time that Jiang Mo heard him say such a thing, so he couldn't help but be stunned, and immediately smiled bitterly.

At this time, it was already gloomy outside, and it was actually the time to hold the lamp, and Jiang Mo took out the fire fold, and only lit a few red candles that were burned in half.

Suddenly, the room was bright and clear, as if each other's hearts were also revealed. And the tears on her face gradually dried out, leaving no traces.

Huan Yi threw the painting there, then walked to the bed, and lay down lazily, the heavy iron rope strangled a red mark on his neck, but he didn't seem to know the pain.

Jiangmo looked at the books, and it was not good to force him to study anymore, after putting the portrait away, he slowly came to the bed, but saw that he was bored, and actually looked at her book of wind and moon.

Jiangmo also sat next to him, and the two of them looked at the love affair in the book together, although she had read it a few times, but it became more and more interesting to read it today.

The two of them are rarely reconciled, and they look like fairy couples.

Soon a book was finished by them, and when Huan Yi's fingers landed on the last page, he stopped, Ying Ting's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and he muttered casually, "This one is so thick." ”

Jiangmo also felt strange, so he only took it and looked at it carefully for a while, then pulled out the hairpin, and picked up the thick page with the tip of the hairpin, and the two pages were all glued together.

However, after the separation of the two pages, it was a painting, and in it was a painting of a son, standing by the window, with a face like jade and eyes like paint.

Huan Yi only glanced at it, and then snorted coldly, "It's okay for the woman in this Qinglou to write a story, but this painting is really not flattering." ”

Jiang Mo said helplessly, "Who in the world can be like the young master, a painting is worth a thousand gold." ”

As she spoke, her eyes fell on the painting, and she couldn't help but exclaim, "Why does this painting look like a young master like this?" ”

Huan Yi was about to reprimand her, but when she looked down, she saw that the person in the painting was six or seven points similar to herself, and then her eyes fell on the payment, and she read the name lightly in her mouth, "Huarong?" ”

Jiang Mo frowned, "Does the young master know her?" ”

"Young Master Ben has let many girls serve before, but I'm afraid that there is this name among them." Huan Yi looked at the painting, his face full of disgust.

"The young master is really suave, it's a pity that those girls still can't forget it, but you haven't even forgotten their names, but it's really ruthless."

"How does Young Master Ben know who it is?" Huan Yi's gaze swept coldly towards Jiang Mo, "I don't remember the names of anyone else except for you, Young Master Ben." ”

"Oh." Jiangmo nodded slowly, she seemed to have heard this name from Xuan'er's mouth, but she was afraid that she was also a girl who had fallen into the dust.

Seeing her like this, Huan Yi couldn't help frowning, Ruyu's face glowed with the same luster in the candlelight, "Is the vinegar jar overturned?" Young Master Ben has never happened anything to them, if he touches those women, won't he stain Young Master Ben. ”

"The young master doesn't have to explain anything to the concubine, who doesn't know the young master's romantic reputation, those girls often sell your portraits and hang them on the bedside, if you don't see you often, where can you paint such an imagination?"

Jiangmo also listened to Xuan'er, not only the portrait of Huan Yi, but also the number one son and brother in the middle row of Shangjing, and the most expensive is Huan Yu, just because he never stepped into this land of wind and moon, and he is such a dusty character, those women have a little more yearning in their hearts.

And Huan Yi because everyone has seen a lot, it is not worth any silver, but he is good-looking, if he sees something similar to the painting, some people will compete for it.

Huan Yi was stunned for a moment, and his face turned blue for a moment, "This group of sluts actually did such a thing, Young Master Ben will take people over and beat them to death." ”

After saying that, he really stood up, and the iron chains on his body rustled against the green bricks on the ground, making a harsh sound.

"How do you hear that the wind is the rain? Who will settle accounts with this time? ”

Jiang Mo hurriedly pulled his sleeve, but who knew that he pulled the iron chain on his body, and Huan Yi, who had just left the bed, fell down again.

Jiangmo couldn't dodge, and the two of them almost collided in one place, but fortunately, she dodged and fell beside her, and the two of them looked at each other, very close, and the hot breath fell on each other's cheeks.

The red candles in the room were swaying a little by the wind, and their faces were flickering.

Unconsciously, Huan's hand slowly stroked her cheek, but her fingertips were cold, "Why do you have such a similar temperament?" But the faces are very different. ”

Jiang Mo didn't know how to answer his words, but he saw him take out the handkerchief in her cuff and put it on her cheek, and suddenly her eyes were pitch black, and she was about to reach out and take it off, but his wrist was heavily clasped by him, and she couldn't move at all.

"Don't move." As he spoke, he held her tightly in his arms and whispered in her ear, "Green kite, green kite—"

He called the name over and over again, and the tears of the ink gradually wet the veil on her face.

"The concubine body is a green kite, and the concubine body is back to find you." Jiang Mo's hand slowly wrapped around his neck, and whispered in his ear, "But the concubine is a demon who climbed up from the eighteenth layer of hell. ”

His hand slowly fell on her belt, and his voice was also confused, "Okay, you take Young Master Ben with you when you go back." ”