What kind of water should I be?

Ren Yueyuan guessed, but he didn't expect the quiet woman in front of him to ask such a thing. Obviously, the last time I made a judgment with Yang Guo about women, there was a peculiar impact on Cheng Ying in front of him.

Women are made of water, which is admittedly by anyone.

Both men and women themselves.

At that time, although Lu Wushuang only heard the evaluation of the Chilian Fairy Li Mochou because he came later, as for the previous few people did not know, but just the evaluation of Li Mochou had already made Lu Wushuang interested in Yue Yuan. What's more, the two of them have been together for several days now, and they have a better understanding of Yue Yuan and Lu Wushuang.

And now, after Cheng Ying listened to the comment in Lu Wushuang's mouth, he naturally became interested accordingly.

“……”

Yue Yuan was stunned at first, then took a sip of tea from the teacup, and said with a smile: "Do you have to say it?" ”

"Of course!"

On the side, Lu Wushuang, the girl with a foot on the slope, interjected, she wanted to know Yue Yuan's evaluation more than Cheng Ying herself.

On the side, Cheng Ying was smiling, although she didn't say anything, but the meaning in her eyes was enough.

"Alright then!"

Shaking his head a little helplessly, Yue Yuan really hadn't commented in front of the person concerned, which felt quite strange. Squinting his eyes slightly, Yue Yuan pondered for a long time, and then said slowly: "In my opinion, Miss Cheng should be well water!" ”

Well?

Cheng Ying was stunned when she heard this, thoughtful.

The girl at the foot of the slope also looked at Yue Yuan in surprise and asked, "Weishenme said that?" ”

Raising his head, Cheng Ying also looked at Yue Yuan quietly, wanting to see what Yue Yuan's corresponding explanation had in this remark.

"There's no other reason!"

"Just one word can explain it, and that is quiet!"

Facing the eyes of the two women, Yue Yuan stretched out his index finger and slowly gestured: "In my impression, the biggest impression of Miss Cheng is quiet and introverted. ”

"Introverted and reserved, with a Tsinghua temperament, with their own persistence!"

"When you come to this well, if you fall into it, you will set off ripples in this well, and you have me, I have you. However, when you leave the well, its diffuse ripples will gradually calm down, no longer vibrating, and eventually it will only leave your reflection on the surface of the water. ”

"The well water just stays in place quietly, she won't catch up because of your departure, she will just stay quietly in place, watching her back."

"Stay quiet, don't argue, this is the well water."

And Cheng Ying in front of him is a pool of clear well water in Yue Yuan's eyes, thorough but stubborn, he will not give up some insistence in his heart because of others, but he will not take half a step and go with the flow. No one knows the turbulence under the well water, but only the waves of the well water are not alarmed.

No matter how many people pass by her, or leave ripples, she's still just her!

Yue Yuan's topic about well water has stopped at this point, and he won't go into details, because what he just said is enough. Glancing at Cheng Ying, whose eyes were a little distracted, Yue Yuan obviously knew that his words exceeded the other party's expectations.

It can be said that he carried out a critical attack on others in front of them!

It's almost a one-hit kill!

What Yue Yuan didn't say is that this water to make tea is also good! If you taste it alone, it's good water!

“……”

After a long time, Cheng Ying's distracted eyes somewhat recovered their original demeanor, bowed slightly, and his eyes fell on Yue Yuan, who was dressed in a golden robe in front of him, but saw that the other party just lowered his head, looked at the tea in the cup, and seemed to see something surprising.

It's amazing!

Cheng Ying's beautiful big eyes couldn't help but squint, and she couldn't help but sigh at Yue Yuan's answer. At the same time, he was also very jealous of the man in front of him, the luxuriously dressed Taoist priest.

You must know that you just met with the other party in the inn hall in the evening, and then the other party fell from the roof in Yang Guo's room, and then it was here, at most it was only three times, and at least it could be regarded as one.

But in just such a short time, the other party was able to see through himself and figure out the characteristics of his own personality, which was extremely shocking to Cheng Ying.

In her eyes, Yue Yuan is a person who has a great research understanding of human nature.

It stands to reason that under normal circumstances, this kind of person is a white-haired martial arts senior, or a Zen forest monk, but the other party is ...... This looks not much older than me, and he is only in his twenties.

What makes Cheng Ying even more confused is that a few of the sentences seem to point to the relationship between men and women......

Could it be that the other party has a lot of attainments in fortune-telling?

At this time, Cheng Ying couldn't help but think so, fortune tellers are generally from monks and Taoists, and Yue Yuan in front of him is a Taoist, if the other party has some research, it is not surprising.

If you say that, then what you said before......

Could it be me and Brother Yang......

Liu frowned slightly, Cheng Ying obviously thought of something, and her expression became a little strange.

"Uh......"

Next to her, Lu Wushuang, a girl with a sloping foot, looked at her cousin with a low expression and frowning and contemplative, and when she looked up at Yue Yuan, who was looking down at the cup of tea, her eyes rolled, and she said in her heart that her cousin seemed to be really an indisputable but stubborn character.

Recalling Cheng Ying's performance since she was a child, Lu Wushuang, the girl at the foot of the slope, felt that Yue Yuan was also good.

It's just that you have me, I have you, ripples or something, Lu Wushuang doesn't quite understand, but he is just a little ignorant.

"By the way, what kind of water do you think I should be?"

After thinking about it for a while, Lu Wushuang saw that the atmosphere was still a little dull, so he broke the silence and asked Yue Yuan.

"Huh?"

Yue Yuan was stunned when he heard this, and looked up and down on Lu Wushuang with a blank gaze, and when he looked at the girl at the foot of the slope a little ashamed, Yue Yuan said, "Let's talk about other happy things!" ”

Ay?!

What do you mean?

The original flush on Lu Wushuang's face suddenly turned into rage, his eyes widened, and he stared at Yue Yuan angrily.

Faced with the jealous atmosphere of the little girl, Yue Yuan didn't care at all. Although Lu Wushuang has been a lot of politics along the way, his temperament is still similar to Guo Fu, both of them have been good people since they were children, and they can be said to have grown up in doting.

Although Lu Wushuang suffered a catastrophe, the character he had cultivated since childhood had not changed much, and he was just a little more forbearant under the pressure of Li Mochou. Usually she is still sharp-toothed, and she can't beat a few people with the kung fu of a three-legged cat, and she causes trouble from time to time, if it weren't for her good cousin Cheng Ying who is behind her and keeps the mess all the way, the ghost knows what the result would have been.

And what about Guo Fu?

It's worse than the girl at the foot of the slope.

Yue Yuan was insensitive to such a girl, so when Lu Wushuang wanted to evaluate himself, Yue Yuan immediately changed the topic.

"Or ...... I'll tell you a story! ”

Yue Yuan tilted his head sideways and looked at Lu Wushuang in the candlelight and said.

"No!"

"Let's talk about other happy things!"

As soon as he heard that Yue Yuan wanted to tell a story, Lu Wushuang was suddenly frightened, and hurriedly refused, but he didn't mention his evaluation of himself, what kind of water should he be.

“……”

On the side, Cheng Ying looked at the two in front of him in confusion.

……

Meanwhile.

Hundreds of miles to the south.

Xiangyang City.

Coming from Zhongnan, Yin Zhiping and Zhao Zhijing, who had been in the dust all the way, rode horses to the city gate.

At this time, the two of them were raising their heads one after the other to look at the rather majestic city wall in front of them.

Xiangyang has arrived, but the Heroes Conference is also approaching.