"Mo Yuyan, there is a strange attraction in you." The folding fan boy maintained such a gaze, "Leng Xiangge has always prided itself on being elegant, if you say that a generation of Oiran is sought after, some personalities are normal, but you dare to hurt people, since there is a country of Cangwu, you are still the first...... No, don't say Cangwu, since ancient times, you are also the only one in the world, right? His gaze became darker and darker, invisibly aggravating Shen Yuan's sense of depression.

"Not only that, Oiran Mo, you have always been cold in front of people, and even when you laugh, your eyes are cold—I have never seen a woman with such trembling eyes."

When he said this, the folding fan boy seemed to want to lean forward closer, but he couldn't help it: "But only today, when you are with that Shen Gongzi, when you appear, your expression is sincere and innocent, you are happy, you are happy, you are satisfied with his existence, you are willing to smile at him and show him your true side, Miss Moyu, what Ling said, not bad?" ”

Shen Yuan listened to him quietly. Her expression was not as indifferent as usual, the corners of her lips always had a shallow smile, and even her eyes seemed to be gentle together, and even the warm and bright carmine shirt had a gentle and affectionate taste.

The fan boy is right, and it's not right. She is willing to smile at Shen Han and show her true side to Shen Han, but all this is because Shen Han is her own brother. Every word Shen Yuan said to the folding fan boy was not a lie, she was a Qinglou Oiran, she never expected any vows, she and Shen Han had no love for men and women, she was far closer to Shen Han than a confidant.

This is exactly what Shen Yuan has no fear - she has never lied, and the fan boy has never asked her if the two are brother and sister. So when she faced the folding fan, her eyes could always be as clear as water, and there was no need to dodge.

With such a gentle expression, she listened to all the words of the folding fan boy, and was not in a hurry to answer or refute, but poured herself a cup of wine, raised her hand to cover her sleeve and took a small sip and put it down, before she met his eyes again and said slowly: "Childe, you have entered my Lengxiang Pavilion twice, you should understand one sentence, on the Fengyue Field, regardless of whether it is true or false." Gongzi said today that he didn't care what Mo Yuyan looked like, but just now, when I faced Shen Gongzi, it was real. ”

"That night, when Yan'er first saw Gongzi, what Gongzi saw was a cold-scented Oiran, which was no different from what could be heard in the streets; But four years ago, the Mo Yuyan that Lu Gongzi saw for the first time was an unreasonable and hurtful beauty who hurt people at will; In Shen Gongzi's opinion, Mo Yuyan is just an ordinary woman who can make him feel relaxed and laugh with him. ”

"Childe, look, there are so many different looks, you think the last one is real, but Childe, don't forget, when Shen Gongzi is facing me, he is the same as me facing him."

"Yan Er is a person in the Cold Fragrance Pavilion, and the people who come and go to the Cold Fragrance Pavilion are nothing more than to be comfortable and happy. Shen Gongzi was willing to treat me sincerely, so I smiled at him sincerely, and there was no more beside him. ”

On the Fengyue field, regardless of whether it is true or not, Shen Yuan is also saying this to himself. But if you think about it, even if you go out of this Fengyue Field, is it true that everyone treats each other sincerely and never deceives each other?

The fan boy was obviously not satisfied with this answer, but he could not find fault with it, he could only stare at the woman in front of him for a long time, who suddenly became gentle, trying to read something from her eyes that satisfied him. But he was doomed to fail, because Shen Yuan was not lying.

"Okay, okay...... What a sincere treat. Mo Yuyan, if I treat you sincerely, I wonder if I can change your sincere smile? ”

Shen Yuan looked at the person in front of him and listened to what he said, he was a little funny and felt a little sad. If it were an ordinary woman, if she heard this, she might be moved, but what about herself? I only thought of beware, why should such a man, who can almost be called a stranger, be more truthful, why should he say such things.

The fan boy can't see through her, and she can't see through the fan boy. She could only see that there was no light in this man's eyes, and he could see the bottom at a glance. The fan boy in her impression was just a nasty apprentice, but now this person suddenly became serious, which made her overwhelmed.

"The son has been promoted, and Yan'er can be treated with sincerity in his life, and he is already content."

She chose to maintain this gentle expression, saying respectful but not answering. She saw that the eyes of the folding fan boy suddenly became impetuous, angry, annoyed, unwilling, and helpless, all mixed together, and she was about to explode.

"Mo Yuyan, I'll let you know, I'm not joking." Unexpectedly, the fan-bearer didn't lose his temper, but just began to bow his head and drink sullenly. Two cups of stuffy wine entered his throat, he should have been suppressed by the clear green plum wine, raised his head again and looked at Shen Yuan, his eyes had calmed down a lot: "Miss Moyu, I was rude before, I shouldn't be light on you." ”

Shen Yuan smiled: "It's okay, I think it's the flower carving of Sister Guanying's intoxicating, and the son is greedy for drinking." When she said this, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and she was very good-looking.

"Don't mention her again," the fan boy actually blushed, "and I will kiss you again." ”

"Okay, if you don't mention it, don't mention it. But ......" Shen Yuan laughed deeper, took the initiative to take the wine cup, and the peach blossom eyes became crescent moons, "If the son really wants to apologize, he will get himself drunk and coax me to laugh?" ”

Only then did the fan boy notice that there were a pair of small dimples on her face, and when she smiled, she showed it, like a delicate and innocent little girl.

"I've got to get you inch, look at your wicked smile." He laughed himself, shaking his head with a smile as he filled his glass with wine. He had to admit that the woman in front of him had a special charm, which could always capture his mind and lead him to follow her train of thought.

But in the face of such a good-looking face, it is not uncommon to be tempted...... Looking at Shen Yuan's smiling appearance, the folding fan boy really couldn't believe that this was the cold-faced Oiran from the past. When did she change, was it after teaching Lu Ziqing a lesson? Or after apologizing yourself? He drank and pondered, until the beautiful face was stained with a seductive red, and he could not come up with a reason.

"Haven't you ever drunk sobering soup, why are your faces still so red?" He asked.

"I get blushing when I drink, but I'm not drunk." Shen Yuan's tone of reply was very relaxed, as if he was gossiping, "Look, others think I'm drunk, are you embarrassed to continue to persuade me to drink?" ”

The folding fan boy was amused, took out the fan and opened it, raised it in front of her and fanned it a few times: "Come, I'll fan you, I feel hot when I look at you like this." But ah, when you're blushing, you look good. ”