Feng Qingyan turned around and looked around vigilantly, thinking that it was really hateful, she didn't even notice that there were people hiding around here.

In the attic, a man slowly walked out, the first to be exposed to the moonlight was a white cloth shoe, and every step seemed to be silent.

Immediately followed by the hem of the clothes that swayed with the pace, and Shengxue's white clothes fell into the eyes of Feng Qingyan.

A slender jade hand is held in front of him, holding a delicate jade flute in his hand, and the wide sleeves of his coat hang down from his arm, fluttering with the evening breeze.

I didn't see his face, but I could faintly see an extraordinary bearing.

"I didn't intend to disturb the girl, I hope you forgive me."

The person in front of him bowed slightly, gave a salute to the wind and clear face, and the oblique white hosta held the black hair like a waterfall behind his head, and his delicate face was as cold and flawless as a clear jade, and there was no lack of nobility and elegance in his calmness.

This is a jade-like man, bathed in the moonlight, with a cold breath that does not eat the fireworks of the world.

"I don't know what to call Childe? Where do you live? Geometry in spring and autumn? How about adding a WeChat? ”

As soon as Feng Qingyan saw the beautiful man in front of him, he came directly to his side, and said to himself, regardless of whether others understood it or not.

The beautiful little face instantly became a look, and she almost drooled, revealing the essence of the woman.

Oops, she's done this beauty boy again.

The beautiful man sent to the door should not be in vain, this look is very eye-catching.

"Heh~" A chuckle, the corner of the man's lips hooked a shallow smile, very faint, as if the wind would melt away.

"The girl is interesting."

The man always maintained that calm posture.

"In Xia Mo is like jade." He arched his hand, with a hint of distancing, and the jade flute was still in his hand.

"The Mo master is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world."

This is the first poem that flashed through Feng Qingyan's mind, and I think it is the most appropriate to describe him.

It turns out that there are really jade-like men in this world.

In the dark night, she didn't notice that when she said the poem, Mo Ruyu was in a trance for a while, and something faintly came to mind.

It's like a dream, it can't be seen really, and it is fleeting in a blink of an eye, leaving only a gentle and pleasant voice echoing: "Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world." From now on, you will take Mo as your surname, Ruyu as your name......"

"People are what they say, what a good name." Feng Qingyan couldn't help but admire.

She is never stingy to praise beautiful things, especially for beautiful men who meet her appetite.

Ever since she had the demon who brought disaster to the country and the people by her side, she looked at other men like Chinese cabbage.

And this Mo Ruyu has a cold temperament, although it is not as evil and flamboyant as Ye Yunshen, but her appearance is a must, as a senior Yan dog, she is already secretly wiping her saliva.

Mo Ruyu came back to her senses, looking at the voice and smile of the woman in front of her, especially the starry eyes, which inexplicably made him feel familiar, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but smile lightly, "The girl praises falsely." ”

Feng Qingyan waved his hand at Mo Ruyu, and smiled very familiarly: "Hey, don't be a girl, call me more outside, my name is Feng Qingyan, you can call me Ah Yan, or Qingyan, we will be a family in the future." ”

She is still dreaming of fishing for beautiful men at the moment.

"Family?" Mo Ruyu's tone was a little surprised, but her expression was flat without the slightest wave.

He hadn't heard the word family for a long time, so much so that he had forgotten what family was.

"Don't hide it from the child, the little woman just pinched her fingers and found that the son lacked a me in his life." Feng Qingyan and pretending to be a god stick are pinching and calculating there, looking as if something is true.

As she spoke, she smiled and her eyebrows crooked, "Do you think this is a destiny destined by God?" ”

Mo Ruyu chuckled, but did not answer.

"I'll tell you......"

Feng Qingyan wanted to say something more, but-

"Coincidentally, Yan'er is also here."

“……”