Chu Qiao's words were really true, and at noon the next day, Luo Qingyuan came to the blacksmith shop to find Mo Huan.

This Luo Qingyuan is also a man who deserves to have more than a dozen concubines, coaxing women, that is a set.

He first took Mo Huan for a walk in the snowy alleys.

The narrow alley, the two people crowded, shoulder to shoulder, elbow to elbow, Mo Huan didn't feel anything, but the constant people coming and going, respectfully saluting Luo Qingyuan, or staring at Mo Huan with a hint of inexplicable smile, made her feel uncomfortable.

"Why don't you tell me about the assassination, so I can send someone to protect you, or, help you find the culprit?"

Luo Qingyuan didn't know Mo Huan's careful thoughts, and walked leisurely by himself, as if chatting with Mo Huan about homely things, full of the fireworks of life.

"Hey, you're so busy, why am I too embarrassed to disturb? I'm fine anyway. ”

Mo Huan also smiled leisurely and replied to herself, as if what she said was someone else's experience, and the outright anger and the guilt and panic in the face of Li Quan's broken arm were not real.

"Remember this alleyway?"

After Luo Qingyuan listened to Mo Huan's words, he suddenly stopped and stared at Mo Huan deadly, as if he wanted to see her heart, bones, and thoughts.

"You, why are you, why are you looking at me like that?"

To be honest, Mo Huan's heart was weak, and it was inevitable that she was a little nervous, so when Luo Qingyuan looked back at her, her expression was as anxious and embarrassed as if she had been exposed.

"Did you really forget me, or did you forget me on purpose?"

Luo Qingyuan's red pupils suddenly dimmed, and his voice was also full of incomprehension and loss, and he grabbed Mo Huan's shoulders tightly, suppressed his anger, and asked with a spear.

"What, what do you mean?"

Oh no, Taofei's lover is held accountable.

How to answer?

Say I'm wearing it, it's not your Taofei at all?

Say I have amnesia and forget about you?

I said I forgot about you on purpose, but there has to be a reason, right? And I don't know anything about this reason.

"Do you remember this alley?"

Luo Qingyuan turned around slightly, then blocked Mo Huan on the tile wall on one side, and put his hands on Mo Huan's ears, staring at Mo Huan fixedly, and asked in a dumb voice.

Affectionately?

Where to go on a date?

Where do you kiss for the first time?

First sight?

Alas!

This is a troublesome thing, I am a person who can't count more than 2 digits of addition and subtraction, how can I answer these unwarranted questions with my mind?

“？”

Luo Qingyuan looked at Mo Huan, whose eyes were dripping and rolling, a touch of injury, hit his eyes again, and the red pupils also lost their luster, as if covered with a layer of green veil, turbid, ethereal, and full of sincerity.

, who are you tempting to engage in this virtue?

Who doesn't know, you have so many concubines, who doesn't know, you linger in the Qinglou, and you are still here to seduce a girl who has seen countless *****?

Don't be fooled!

Mo Huan had to admit that Luo Qingyuan was also very handsome, and his handsomeness was fundamentally different from Tao Ran and Chen Yi.

Tao Ran is a pure and lovely handsome, which is commonly known as small fresh meat.

And Chen Yi fought on the battlefield, naturally he was an eight-pack abs man, but unfortunately, he seemed to read less, and he looked rough and savage.

Luo Qingyuan in front of him, with red pupils, a wisp of light silk lingering on his forehead, blown by the wind, more elegant, and his face, clean, elegant, thin, and has a strong bookish atmosphere, when he speaks, his voice has a smile, yuppie, probably refers to this kind of person.

Like my favorite Uncle Bo?

Bah!

Have a relationship with him? The kind that goes to jail?

Whoa!

Never!

It's useless!

You can be handsome, but I won't be moved, like, some women, you can be sassy, you can't disturb anyone!

"Oh, I see, this is the place for this, that, that."

Since there is nothing to answer, let's be sloppy.

Anyway, he didn't know, he also knew, he didn't know at all, dumb riddles, perhaps, more applicable!

"Looks like you really don't remember me. This is where you saved me from the knife. ”

Luo Qingyuan seemed to be stuck in the past, his red eyes were also foggy, and the shadows were full, just like in the past.

"Save you?"

Mo Huan waited for an opportunity to investigate, and was even more puzzled, Tao Fei, a prostitute who couldn't leave the Qinglou, would actually walk to this narrow alley and save the old Luo Qingyuan?

"Hmm. At that time, the emperor had just established a dynasty, and the power of the court and the central government was scattered, and there were many people who wanted to wait for the opportunity to seize power, and they also tried their best to cut off me, the elder who assisted the emperor. ”

Luo Qingyuan looked at the long alley, his eyes were deep and full of beautiful yearning.

"I remember that day, it was raining, and I was deceived into this alley in your name, and countless killers fell from the sky."

Luo Qingyuan fell into memories, but in Mo Huan's mind, he inexplicably remembered a famous poem: "Rain Alley".

Could it be that he met a lilac girl with an oil-paper umbrella here?

"At that time, I thought I was going to die, I thought I would never see you again, but you, like a god, ran from the alley, and when I looked up, those killers, who were already dead and wounded, I knew that you had come to save me in spite of your brother's life."

"You, that's what you fell in love with this person at that time, right?"

Mo Huan was also immersed in Luo Qingyuan's memories unconsciously, and blurted out a question.

In this romantic rain, there are beauties to rescue each other, and heroes are heartbeat, this is the most common historical routine, Mo Huan is really a guess.

"Hmm. Why don't you say you? Rather, this person? Isn't that the person, then, that person? ”

Luo Qingyuan's red pupils suddenly flashed with a flash of aura, staring at Mo Huan with a blank stump, checking is an investigation, more like a certainty.

"You left with her, how could you not know, where did she go?"

Mo Huan took a long breath calmly, and also asked Luo Qingyuan ambiguously, that is, he did not admit it, nor did he deny it, but on the contrary, he was closer to the truth he wanted to know.

Fortunately, I learned eloquence and speech back then, and I knew how to avoid the important and light the art of speaking, otherwise, I really couldn't deal with this man!

"That's what I took you away, how can you not know where you went and what happened?"

Luo Qingyuan suddenly withdrew his hand to support the wall, let Mo Huan be free, and his voice became clear, and he replied to Mo Huan with the same tone and words.

"Since this is a past that no one wants to mention, why should it be difficult for the elder to be strong? Time speaks for itself, doesn't it? ”

A touch of cunning flashed in Mo Huanfeng's eyes, and he responded to Luo Qingyuan in the same form of sophistry.

"Well, whoever you are, I like it. Since you said that time will tell, let's see. ”

Luo Qingyuan's red pupils bloomed inexplicably, beautiful and gorgeous.

Is it a common problem for all bigwigs?

Mo Huan held his beating heart and passed the hurdle by luck.