Their every move is broadcast in real time to the old lady, and the old lady is also happy to see it, and she will show off to Mama Yang soon, she will be able to drink her daughter-in-law's tea.

Thinking about it is a play, it should be said that they have now climbed the ladder to pick osmanthus flowers, and they have already done it.

Shen Ruoran is skillful, and the mini cartoon animals are lifelike in her hands, which is endearing. This is the villain book that Shen Xinran drew before, and she can be regarded as applying what she has learned.

The group sat around and moved their hands, as if they had gone back in time, when he first met them, and she taught him hand by hand. Memories are heartwarming.

After dinner in Wenfu, I picked up two boxes of snacks and dispersed. The feast broke up shortly after they left, and Wen Jing later joined in making pastries with them.

The next day, Mid-Autumn Festival.

There is nothing special, so I go out to make a big purchase, cook by myself, and sit around to admire the moon at night. Let's talk about family life.

Every festive season.

Family, friends, you are good.

The branches on the moon are on the heads, but there are people who miss.

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny!

The night of the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion is also a night of longing.

Someone is destined to have trouble sleeping tonight.

Shen Ruoran lost his mind and looked out the window, the moon was high, and the moon tonight was particularly round and big.

Thinking back to noon, I went out to an appointment alone.

"Brother Wen, there is something to come out and say alone." In the effect of the outside gazebo.

"Well, something." Wen Qiaohan whispered softly, like a lover's whisper.

"Isn't it important?"

"Hmm."

“……”

"......" Shen Ruoran ??? The monophony is no more.

"Brother Wen, you haven't said anything yet, can I help you?" Shen Ruoran saw that he wanted to speak several times and stopped, and retreated, and he was also anxious for him.

"Do you remember when I left and asked you how I am?"

"Remember, good background, good person, good learning." Shen Ruoran didn't explain. Could it be that she came out to listen to people's praise and find a sense of existence.

"No, I mean to say, now, is he what you want your husband to be?" Wen Qiaohan was afraid that she would be pulled to the edge of the sky again, so he hurriedly spoke.

As soon as the words came out, I realized that it was not so difficult to open. After speaking, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then he was tormented and waited. It's harder than opening.

Shen Ruoran was stunned, obviously he didn't expect him to ask like this, and he was silent and embarrassed for a while.

She really hadn't filtered through this kind of problem. As the saying goes: the words of the matchmaker of the parents' orders.

What made her even more unthinkable was that he would like herself. He's so good, I really don't know what he likes about himself.

"Don't be reckless, falling in love is falling in love, there is no why." As if seeing Shen Ruoran's retreat, Wen Qiaohan couldn't refuse.

"Actually, I have already proposed to Uncle Shou and them back then, they have no problem, everything is up to you. I identified you, I have been waiting for you, I have been waiting for you for all these years, I finally waited for you, and I don't want to wait any longer. Wen Qiaohan forcefully pushed her back, trapping her in the pavilion pillar and his chest several times. Clasp her ten fingers with "hold the hand of the son and grow old with the son!" ”

The dazzling subwoofer rang in her heart, making her forget everything for a while, at a loss, and repeating his eight words in her ears. The heart is also beating messily, and it can't be calmed down for a long time.

"You stay away from me first, that's weird." This abrasive atmosphere is something she is not good at.

"I, no," Wen Qiaohan slashed her hands behind her back, letting her lean over his heart and listen to his equally wildly beating heart. Sonorous and powerful. "You listen, it's messing with you, it wants to listen to your heart. It's good that you don't torture us anymore. Wen Qiaohan couldn't help but plead.

"I, I don't know, my sister hasn't allowed anyone yet, how can I get ahead of her." Shen Ruoran didn't even know what he was talking about. "My mother just gave birth to a younger brother, and the capital is too far away to withstand the fatigue of the week."

"None of this is a problem, the problem is that you like me."

"I don't know, my mind is too messy to think."

"I'll wait for you, but don't keep me waiting too long, I'll be scared." Afraid that you will refuse.

Wen Qiaohan solemnly offered a kiss on her forehead. Only then did he take her hand instead, "I'll send you back." ”

Shen Ruoran was lying on the bed, and he could still feel the scorching temperature he left behind.

She really didn't think that he would have a crush on her, after all, there was such a big difference between them. It's unreal, it's incredible. But he was secretly complacent.

How can he not be impressed. I didn't think about it before, but once I had this thought, I grew wildly, from a seed, to thrive, and grow into a towering tree. Even the breath swings with the memory.

She felt like she was stunned. In the Mid-Autumn Festival, she has one more person she misses.

Under the moon, Wen Qiaohan couldn't sleep at night. It's sweet, it's crazy, it's more embarrassing than ever.

Although she didn't reply obviously, she liked herself. Otherwise, she wouldn't let herself take her hand and come back without knowing it.

On the way back, she often peeked at herself and turned away in embarrassment when she looked at him, and quickly looked left and right like a thief in her ears, and repeated.

It's night.

Shen Xinran read the letter in his hand repeatedly, this is the family letter he calculated. In order to have his greetings from afar during the Mid-Autumn Festival. In addition to complaining about lovesickness and madness, it also carries the good news of victory. At this rate, he will soon be able to come back and marry her.

She could imagine his urgency, how many nights she tossed and turned, how many times she wanted to go impulsively and willfully to him.

But no, going there without the strength of the chicken will only hinder him. There are also distractions to take care of her.

She is also greedy for life and afraid of death, and she does not dare to gamble with her life. She has a lovely and warm family here, and there are lovers who are working hard for each other's future. So she has to do a good job of his virtuous help, so that he can charge all the way without worries.

Wait for him to come back and marry her.

Falling in love with someone is like suddenly having a weakness and armor. Become each other's weakness and armor, move forward bravely, be each other's weakness in peacetime, and be each other's armor in turmoil, invincible.

At the same time, it was night.

Zhan Aoyu flipped through the letters of the two again and again, counting the days, there was still half a year, and he had to settle the war with a month before or after the year, otherwise he would lose his word to her again.

In previous years, the Mid-Autumn Festival followed her before and after, eating the meals she cooked, drinking wine and talking, and how tranquil it was at that time.

How many nights to sleep on each other's memories. How many times did he can't help but want to take him captive and confine him by his side.

But he couldn't, he couldn't be so selfish as to be in her prison. The battlefield of war is full of killings, and the roar of decay? God, all over the corpse wilderness. Even he couldn't stand it for the first time as a man, and he had nightmares all night. It's just that later he incarnated as the king of Hades, and cold-blooded fruit felling became synonymous with him. It can cure the child's night crying.

Her world should be clean, pure, and there should be no blood, no killing.

So he was willing to suffer from lovesickness. Just for better companionship in the future!

I think about it for a long time, but I can't make up for the shortcomings in my heart.

I quickly wrote a few letters and sent them to various places. "Someone."

"Your Highness." Electricity comes in with the sound.

"Dispatch and launch a general attack in half a month." Zhan Aoyu's patience was at its limit.

They have been waiting for this day for a long time.