The boat sailed to the center of the lake before Murong Yu stopped. Clapped his hands, took out the folding fan on his waist, and fanned it in a chic way to sit down beside Jiang Yiyue.

"Boating in the middle of this lake, there can be 'the water is shining, the sun is clear, and the mountains are empty and rainy. 'Feelings?' Murong Yu said slowly, with an unconcealed pleasure in his words.

"If it rains a little more, it might feel like this"

"Don't care about this kind of detail, we focus on the mood"

Jiang Yiyue leaned on the railing, stretched out her hand just enough to touch the clear and cold lake water, playful, and her slender and smooth hands kept swimming in the water.

Murong Yu leaned on her and secretly kissed her. Jiang Yiyue's body stiffened, her playing in the water stopped, she turned her head and pushed his head, "What are you doing?

Murong Yu smiled with a sly expression, "It turns out that Suyue likes to be at night."

Jiang Yiyue couldn't help blushing, "It's not serious"

Taking advantage of Jiang Yiyue's busy shyness, Murong Yu quickly left a kiss on Jiang Yiyue's face.

"You ......"

"Hmm, what's wrong with me?" Murong Yu's handsome face was full of smiles.

As he spoke, he pulled a few Jiang Yiyue into his arms, "Come here, what should I do if I accidentally fall off the railing?"

"You accidentally fell, where am I so stupid," Jiang Qiyue said dissatisfiedly.

"It's stupid, fortunately, your husband and I are smart enough to save our child's IQ" Murong Yu narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, his thick eyelashes fanned in a variety of ways, and his black eyes flashed with a hint of cunning.

Seeing a string of white bells hanging around Jiang Qiyue's waist, glowing with metallic light under the sunlight, he reached out and took it down, with a trace of doubt between his eyebrows, "Why haven't I seen you wear it before, I bought it newly?"

Jiang Yiyue glanced at it and shook her head gently, "Senior Brother Wen sent me"

Jiang Yiyue's father, Jiang Mohan, is a literary champion in Jiangnan, who has given birth to countless people, and has peach and plum all over the world. All the students who have been paid attention to by Mr. Jiang are also very popular in the imperial court.

Murong Yu threw it casually, and the string of white bells fell into the water, and said casually: "I don't like your senior brother very much, throw it away"

Jiang Yiyue originally wanted to say a few words to him, but seeing that his face was gloomy, she followed him, "Okay, it's not an important thing anyway, just throw it away."

Murong Yucai happily encircled Jiang Qiyue in his arms, gently squeezed her ears, and the tip of her soft tongue slid over her ears, causing a tremble.

Jiang Qiyue blushed so much that she pushed his hand.

"I want you" Murong Yu lowered his voice, and his voice was extraordinarily magnetic and beautiful, tugging at people's heartstrings.

"Don't make trouble," Jiang Yiyue said a little shyly.

Murong Yu slowly descended along his ears, his warm breath sprayed on it, and he bit Jiang Yanyue's white and tender neck, and his warm tongue stretched out and licked it gently, leaving an ambiguous red mark.

Stretched out his hand to pin Jiang Yiyue's little face, pressed his lip flap against Jiang Yiyue's red lips, and gently pecked a few times before carefully poking out his tongue and sticking into the other party's warm and fragrant territory.

It was a few times hot before he was willing to withdraw a little bit from that side of the world. The two were very close to each other, and Murong Yu's long black eyelashes gently swept over Jiang Yiyue's small face.

"I want you, is it okay?" Murong Yu suppressed his voice, and the words he said were stained with the affectionate feelings between the two just now, and the low magnetism was so good that it sounded and charming, and the warm breath sprayed on Jiang Yiyue's face.

Jiang Qiyue glanced back at Murong Yu, and when she saw his expectant and forbearant expression, her firm heart wavered.

The person in front of you is the sweetheart. If your sweetheart wants it, you only care about giving it, and you forget the way out. The things of love are so grinding that they hurt others and themselves at every turn, but there are still people who don't care and pretend to be deaf and dumb to bear it.

"Okay" Jiang Yiyue said in a low voice, her voice trembling.

Murong Yu noticed Jiang Yiyue's emotional instability, and immediately stopped, "It's me who is in a hurry, this matter should wait until we get married."

Jiang Qiyue turned around and automatically wrapped Murong Yu's kiss, her movements were slightly jerky, and she said shyly, "I'm willing"

When Murong Yu heard this, his body shook, and his face overflowed with unbelievable joy, "Really?"

"Hmm" Jiang Yiyue lowered her head, too shy to look at him.

Murong Yu picked up Jiang Yiyue and walked to the houseboat, and after a while, there was the sound of undressing and squirming, followed by some rapid and patient breathing and moaning.

Spring is beautiful inside the house, and spring is also full of spring outside.

The next day, Murong Yu began to work on the marriage proposal with joy, and his smile could not be hidden. A few days later, he prepared dozens of bride prices before he was ready to go back and inform his parents so that they could come and propose.

Preparing the horse, Murong Yu was dressed in white and won the snow, coupled with his handsome appearance and elegant and noble temperament, he looked from afar, like an immortal who accidentally fell into the mortal dust.

"Murong Gongzi" A deep voice came.

For Wen Yao, Murong Yu usually ignores it directly. It's rare that he is in a good mood today, so I ignored him.

"Well, what's the matter?"

"Can you take a step to talk to Murong Gongzi," Wen Yao said.

"I don't have anything to say to you, do I? I still have something to do, next time we get together" coldly dropped a sentence, and wanted to get on the horse.

Murong Yu felt that people like Wen Yao had bad ideas that seemed to be full of thoughts at a glance, which was really unlikable.

"You're not interested in the moon either?" Wen Yao said again.

Murong Yu frowned, his cold eyes narrowed slightly. The moon is also what he can call?

"The woman's maiden name is allowed to be called by you at will, call Miss Jiang" Murong Yu's eyes shone with a dangerous light, and his momentum was cold.

Wen Yao's face darkened, but he still said patiently, "It's Xiaosheng who doesn't know how to be polite, I hope Murong Gongzi won't forgive me."

Murong Yu waved his hand and said very carelessly, "It's okay, just remember it next time."

"Let's talk about it in the evening, I have something urgent," he got on his horse and left, thinking to himself: Why should he tell him about my woman? If he let him know about the moon phase, he would naturally tell him, and there was no need for others to talk too much.

Wen Yao stood in place with his hands clenched, as if his bones were about to break.

After staying for two days, Murong Yu came back happily. His parents promised him that he would leave for Jiangfu tomorrow, and at the same time prepared some other bride price to send with his share.

Murong Yu couldn't wait to write a letter and put it in the little white pigeon's letter draw and let the little white pigeon deliver the letter.

Wen Yao went to Jiang Yiyue to borrow something today, Jiang Yiyue went into the inner room to get something, so he waited in the outhouse.

Suddenly, he saw a little white dove flying and stopping on the bed, and he walked over.

The white dove was not afraid of people, and when he walked over, the little white dove was just walking around on the windowsill.

Wen Yao grabbed the white pigeon and found that there was a letter draw on the pigeon's feet, so he took out the creed inside and looked at it, and put it in intact, his face was a little heavy.