After the two of them returned to the inn, they heard two guests talking at the door before they entered the door, "That girl is beautiful and delicious, why haven't I seen it before." ”

The other casually continued, "She also came in the morning, and sat at the door with another pair of young people to eat. ”

"It's a shame I didn't see it at the time." The man constantly admired the girl's beauty.

When the ordinary conversation reached Bo Zeyu's ears, it became strange.

His eyes were straight up, and he looked like two stars in the distance, and his hand holding Mu Xiaoxiao slowly let go. He saw that the lights were bright and the flow of people was surging, so he was facing Mu Xiaoxiao, half-bowing his head and looking at her clear eyes, "You go to the tea house on the street to buy some Pu'er from the capital." ”

"Huh?!" Mu Xiaoxiao's eyes widened, and he didn't dare to say confidently, "The street is far away from here." "The inn they stayed at was at the end of the street, how long did it take to come back and forth. She coquettishly said, "I'll buy it again tomorrow." At this time, her usual methods were delayed again and again.

A few steps forward with light steps.

was immediately caught by the prince again, "Stand upright." ”

Mu Xiaoxiao looked at him with a stern expression, and stood obediently and obediently.

Bo Zeyu pushed her slightly, "You should walk more, you have cramps every night." When he was asleep at midnight, he could always hear Mu Xiaoxiao's hesitant shout, "My legs are numb!" The leg is numb. Bo Zeyu was annoyed and couldn't ignore her, so he would get up and help her stretch. Sleepy-eyed, he repeated the straightening and telescoping several times, and asked her energetically, "Are you better?" It was always Mu Xiaoxiao's shallow breathing that responded to him. Then she lay down helplessly, this girl always called people up, and she fell asleep first.

"Do I have one?" Mu Xiaoxiao lowered her head and thought, why didn't she remember at all.

Bo Zeyu hooked the corners of his mouth and snorted coldly, "Don't worry, I won't care about you next time, you will naturally remember when you wake up in pain." Bo Zeyu, who had put down the cruel words, stepped forward with his long legs and walked in, he was very slow, as if he was waiting for something.

"Don't!" Sure enough, Mu Xiaoxiao grabbed his sleeve and said without thinking, "Isn't it okay for me to buy it?" You wait for me. After saying that, he ran away.

In the surging crowd, she was quickly overwhelmed by a seat in white.

Under the light of the lamp, the deep amber pupils of Bo Zeyu meaningfully turned into dim black.

"Guest, you're back, and the other dart masters are gone." Seeing that the shopkeeper looked dignified, Bo Zeyu, who was carrying a transparent jade pendant around his waist, came back, and immediately hugged him and told him what happened in the store.

Bo Zeyu didn't seem surprised, he skipped the shopkeeper, his tall body, and strode towards the woman in red in the center of the hall, charming and looking at him.

The long hair was fluttering, and the temples were simply raised, and Ruo Qianli slightly, "You're back." The tone wants to be a coquettish little woman, but Bo Zeyu knows that she is a ruthless character who is more difficult to deal with than men, and there is a saying that says, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

Women are synonymous with weakness in men's impressions, and she bears the pitiful appearance of the name of the weak, and uses men's simple thoughts to give them a fatal blow. Bo Zeyu had suffered in this regard, and he wanted to kill her now when he thought about it.

The blue sleeves swept over the bench first, and then he sat down, his eyes were wary from beginning to end, his voice was like sweet bitter tea, and there was a lingering fragrance after the aftertaste, "Say, what are you going to do?" ”

I just saw her secretly sending Qiu Bo to herself outside, what the hell is this woman doing? It is more than enough to use his beauty to find an outstanding rich man, why waste his youth with An Zhenghao all the time.

"Tsk!" A sad expression appeared on her beautiful face, "Why do you and I have to be so separated. With a sad face, others would have been willing to fall for her a long time ago, and she would not rest until she died.

But who is Bo Zeyu? He hadn't seen any big scenes, so he snorted disdainfully, and glanced to the other side, "Come less, have something to say." "When will this woman's endless pretentiousness end?

In the face of a resolute attitude, Ruo Qianli didn't feel embarrassed at all, pursed her red lips, but talked about Bo Zeyu's no, "You are really difficult." Most men are fascinated by her as long as she hooks her fingers, but he doesn't react at all, his white hand picks up the teacup in front of him, takes a sip, and reveals his red tongue.

The men on the side gasped.

Ruo Qianli's pair of watery beautiful eyes looked forward to it, and his little hands climbed towards the direction of Bo Zeyu little by little, and his lips seemed to open and close.

"You ......" This woman really likes to attract attention.

She only said a word, and Bo Zeyu stood up without giving face, "If you don't have anything to say, I'll leave." He didn't have time to watch her self-play, so he really got up to leave.

Everyone looked at it and was taken aback, wondering if Bo Zeyu was a man, and he was not moved by such a beautiful woman.

Ruo Qianli, who was deflated, got back to business, put down the teacup, her beautiful eyes were as bright as flowing water, and her voice was just like a yellow warbler singing in the morning, "Our big boss sent me." "Place your hands folded on the table and rest your head lightly on it.

Bo Zeyu's calm deep pupils opened slightly, and he quickly sat back in his original position. The tone was not good, "What did he ask you to do?" ”

Ruo Qianli spread out his palms, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "I don't know, he only said that he wanted to find out where you were." Qianqian's fingers crossed an arc in the air, pointing straight at him, her red sleeves hanging on the table, and exhaling like an orchid, "Who are you, and why did An Zhenghao go to great lengths to investigate you?" She has been with An Zhenghao for many years, and for the first time she saw him, she had a sense of crisis, and in the face of the new and colorful old fox in the mall, An Zhenghao has never been like this, what is Aze's ability.

"You don't need to know." He was as cold as ever, and there was no trace of hesitation in his eyes.

The feeling of not being shocked was like a spring ivy growing wildly in Ruo Qianli's heart, and the leaves and vines tickled her heart.

He was right in front of him, beautified like a painting. Unreal is like a dream.

How can there be such a person in the world, she has never seen it in her life for more than ten years, An Zhenghao taught her how to look at people's hearts a few years ago, and at that time she thought that she had figured out the psychology of all men in the world.

Unexpectedly, there was a man like Bo Zeyu living in a place she had never been to.

Ruo Qianlimei's eyes tightened, looked at his tough outline, and asked stupidly, "Childe, have you ever thought about divorce your wife?" ”

Bo Zeyu glanced at her, "No." A firm answer.

"What about concubines?" Ruo Qianli's eyes were also covered with a thin layer of red mist.

This familiar conversation reminded him of the staccato image.

――I'm Ruo Qianli, do I need to help you get the big boss out?

- Go!!

- Yes! Then you sue me first, do you have any plans to divorce your wife?

- Nope!

- Oh! What about concubines?

- None of them!

- Forget it.

- Go and call Ahn Jung-ho out.

- You refuse to divorce your wife or take a concubine, why should you let me work?

Bo Zeyu's dark eyes became dark under her gaze, and she was rehashing the old things, boring. "Don't act, go back and tell An Zhenghao, I'm not afraid of him, just let the horse come." After speaking, he stood up, flicked his blue sleeves, and walked to the door of the store without looking back.

The sky was just drizzling, Bo Zeyu raised his head, stretched out his hand to catch the rain, and lay crystal clear in his palm, little by little, gathered together, waved his sleeves, and the water droplets dispersed.

Spread out along the arc into a graceful arc.

Broad shoulders, tall combed black hair, white clothes and blue shirts.

Ruo Qianli's eyes became brighter and brighter when he looked at him.

Bo Zeyu was hesitating to go outside to find Mu Xiaoxiao, although the rain was not heavy, the ground was slippery.

As he pondered, a red umbrella opened beside him.

Instinctively looked sideways, and a pair of beautiful eyes stared at him motionlessly.

The crowd running in the light rain seemed to be frozen, and the sound of raindrops falling from the sky disappeared, like a spring trembling, and Dongxu rose.

Her red lips were bright red under the red umbrella, like a doll that had lost her soul, and a faint voice sounded in the silence, "I haven't finished my words yet." She struggled to prop the umbrella on top of Bo Zeyu's head, and the complexion of the two of them became the same red.

"I don't want to hear it." Bo Zeyu looked ahead, and the frozen crowd ran again, and the light rain fell again. He wasn't interested in knowing things he didn't care about.

If Qianli turned his body sideways and learned him to look into the distance, the red hairpin in the bun was dazzling and moving, and only a beauty like her was worthy of such a complex design, whether he wanted to hear it or not, she would say, "It doesn't matter who you are if you don't tell me." As she spoke, she turned the umbrella in her hand, and the red tassel on the handle of the umbrella rotated with it, extending in a spiral like her hidden feelings, "As long as you think of me, look back." "How it feels like a woman praying for love. The red shoes stepped into the water, causing a ripple. Ruo Qianli, who was walking in the rain, glanced back again, but he still maintained his original movements without the slightest change.

Bo Zeyu, who looked at the sky, had a sloppy look, but he never gave Ruo Qianli a look.

Bo Zeyu felt that a woman like Ruo Qianli would only seduce men with her beauty, and everything she said was not sincere, all of them were olive branches thrown to seduce men. He is not a cat or dog in the market, and he can be accused by her casually.

Ruo Qianli, who was some distance away from the inn, also had a sloppy look, it was not the first time she had said such words, she said that drama was like life, she knew for the first time, the same thing would not become numb if she said more, but became more and more excited, and her trembling hand with red sleeves against her chest, what was this about to burst out, she really didn't understand.

The drizzling rain made the ground slippery and slippery, and Bo Zeyu, who was worried, still asked the shopkeeper to borrow an umbrella and went outside to find Mu Xiaoxiao.

Taking advantage of his height, he could easily see everyone around him, and his eyes swept away from the small corners of the street.

Later, Mu Xiaoxiao, who was sheltered from the rain under an eaves, was holding tea leaves in her arms, with a lot of rain on her body, and her round eyes looked at the sky, as if she was thinking about when the rain would stop.

"Mu Xiaoxiao!" Bo Zeyu shouted, she heard the voice, and hurriedly looked around, but because of the low visibility, she always missed it.

"I'm here." Bo Zeyu walked to her side, wiped her face with his sleeve, the broken hair on his forehead was wet and sticking to his head, his two eyes looked at him roundly, and he took out the intact tea bag.

"Look, there's no rain at all!" How well I protected it. ”

Bo Zeyu glanced at her, and pointed her forehead with green fingers, "Stupid, you can put it on top of your head to keep out the rain!" Small tea bags are as important as your body. A helpless sigh.

"Really?" Mu Xiaoxiao looked at him flatteredly, with a different kind of light in her eyes. She really thought that Bo Zeyu valued the tea bag more important than her, when he used to go down to Jiangnan, he would trouble her if he couldn't drink tea for a day, and he couldn't solve his hatred even if she knelt on the ground.

"It didn't start the same as it does now." There was a time when tea bags were indeed more important than her. But Mu Xiaoxiao has read books, hasn't she learned the word "long-term love"? Bo Zeyu pinched her little face, "Be smart in the future." ”

"Yes!" Mu Xiaoxiao opened his hand and followed his steps back to the inn.

Coincidentally, after Bo Zeyu came, the rain stopped. The air was still filled with a fresh smell after the rain, and Mu Xiaoxiao was suddenly refreshed.

"Good luck." After saying that, she herself was shocked, for sixteen years, the most she thought about every day was that it was over, dead, miserable, terrible, really unlucky.

I didn't expect her to have a day when she could say that she was really lucky.

"Aze." Mu Xiaoxiao, who was walking behind, pulled his sleeve and asked in disbelief, "Am I dreaming?" ”

Bo Zeyu looked at her pulling hands with herself, and she also had an expression of disbelief, and he said, "No, it should be me dreaming." "Mu Xiaoxiao hates intimate actions on the street the most, what's wrong with her.

Her bright eyes rolled restlessly in the fresh air, "It's not a dream. "She can feel it.

Is it that her bad luck has finally gone away.

"Well, it's not a dream." Mu Xiaoxiao's strength in grasping his wrist continued to rise, and he could feel a trace of discomfort as hard as steel.

The excited Mu Xiaoxiao smiled, and Bo Zeyu didn't care about the small details, she was happy.

There were few people on the street after the rain, and Mu Xiaoxiao and he did not shy away from holding hands and strolling.

Mu Xiaoxiao's big eyes sparkled after the rain, "It must be the baby's good luck passed on to me." That was the final conclusion she came to conclusion.

Bo Zeyu's heart is very disdainful, you don't even have children, where does the good luck come from.

If you really want to say it, it is also the good fortune of this prince that has been passed on to you.

"I'll write you good luck when I get back." Bo Zeyu looked at her meaningfully.

Mu Xiaoxiao looked at him incomprehensibly, and then after feeling his scorching palm, she somewhat understood.

Don't look at the prince's usual cold ice cubes, when she is emotional, she is hot and the stove is about to be burned.

Mu Xiaoxiao didn't understand how to pull his hand off his body, and then looked at him with the eyes of a beast.

Bo Zeyu also accepted it steadily.

Mu Xiaoxiao was outraged