Jun Wuhuan raised his eyebrows: "What do you want?" ”

Hearing this, she was stunned for a moment, and immediately laughed, and the merchant's red lantern turned into a streamer and flowed over her, bringing a different color to the ink-colored long skirt, and the laughter stopped, and she tilted her head and leaned on his arms: "I want a lot of good fortune." ”

With good fortune, she can still retain her memories in the next life.

As long as she has a memory, she can follow her own understanding of human feelings and avoid unwarranted harm.

But the guide of this life is too damaging to yin morality, and she can't get out of this identity.

originally thought that the person in front of her could save her from the sea of suffering, but who knew that she had just left the tiger's den and entered the wolf's den.

Jun Wuhuan smiled slightly: "Why don't you give you mine?" ”

Ah Shui shook his head, put away his thoughts, like a child coquettish: "Don't." ”

How can she use the blessings of an atmospheric luck like Jun Wuhuan? It's just deadly.

The seaside is actually still a little cold, but the partial sheng Ah Shui doesn't have much of a concept of cold.

It was already autumn now, Jun Wuhuan took a look, and found that her long dress was actually a few points thinner than her thin brocade clothes.

"Do you still wear such thin clothes when you come to the restaurant at night?" Jun Wuhuan hugged her off the horse, Ah Shui's embroidered shoes were tied to the soft ground, and she also smiled: "Yes, but if you don't wear the clothes given by the master, the invitation will be invalid." ”

"You're going to see Yueyang?"

Ah Shui was a little surprised, but he didn't hide it: "Yes, he has some problems, and I was employed by his mother this time." ”

Jun Wuhuan laughed: "If you go to an appointment, you have to send clothes, and Yueyang did it." ”

The autumn in the capital is getting cooler, the fallen leaves are piled on the ground, and the embroidered shoes make a refreshing sound when stepped on.

The woman, dressed in a plain white dress, was lying on a rocking chair under the plane tree, and a thick notebook in her hand fell on her lap, on which were the complex lines that intersected, and the whole echoed the elegance of her body.

The pedestrians hurried by, but they couldn't help but glance around, only to find that her face was covered by a brocade, and they guessed the woman's appearance for no reason.

The sound of horses' hooves broke the silence and stopped steadily in front of the door of Qingyuan Fang.

The curtain of the car was slowly raised, revealing the man's delicate and bewitching face, and he looked at the sleepy woman in the rocking chair and smiled slowly: "It's really good Yaxing." ”

Qingyuanfang is on the official road, and the road that is heavily blocked on weekdays is also deserted in this cold morning.

Du Moyan coveted this moment of tranquility, but he was also disturbed by his dreams.

She actually didn't expect Luo Han to come to find her in person, bring people into the boudoir, and her fingertips brushed the words as if she was careless: "Why are you so idle?" ”

Luo Han felt a little inexplicable and wonderful in his heart, and he pursed his lips in her calm voice: "It's just...... I feel like I should come. ”

He came to himself on his own initiative, and did not consult with the Demon Realm.

With her mind in her mind, her fingertips wandered around the book and said no more.

The noise in the city gradually woke up, she pushed open the window, looked at the mortals who were getting busy, thought about it and asked, "Luo Han, do you think I'm very boring?" ”

"Nope."

Luo Han's delicate eyes were slightly raised to bring out a bit of demonization, he looked at the woman leaning against the window, the morning light sprinkled on her gorgeous face to add some softness, her expression was faint, the corners of her lips were slightly hooked, and she looked like a fairy.

Turning his head, his vision has always been good, and he has played an extraordinary role in choosing a marriage partner.

Du Moyan is always so interesting and never boring.

This answer made her inexplicably a little tired, after a night in the theater, she had already relaxed, and she was drowsy in the rocking chair, but only fatigue was left when she got down first.

She walked over to the incense burner, and when the pear incense was halfway burned, she lit some more, and opened all the windows to let the morning light shine in.

Squinted, lowered his eyes down, and was slightly stunned when his eyes touched the familiar person.

It's Luo Han, her husband.

How could she not feel any joy at all?

This is her husband.

Closing the window, Du Moyan glanced at the faint green smoke rising from the pear incense, and sighed resignedly.

The master is right, what should be faced will always come, and blindly avoiding it is not the way.

Luo Han saw that Du Moyan had extinguished the incense he had just lit and walked towards him.

He had a little doubt in his heart, but his face was not confused at all.

He suddenly remembered that when he first arrived at the Library, there were rumors in private that Du Moyan, an immortal, was a very strange immortal.

I haven't heard of the specific example, but the empty description alone makes people feel untrue, but the rumors are vigorous, and he didn't have an answer at the time, so naturally he won't believe it.

But today, he suddenly felt that maybe if he went on with this situation, there would be an answer.

Even with why Du Moyan always has a cold attitude towards him, there will be an answer.

She doesn't like him?

No.

Du Moyan remained silent in silence, she had the best patience to solve the problem called 'Luo Han' today, every time he took the initiative to approach, it was not a good thing, it was a problem.

She doesn't respond, it's not a good thing, it's a problem.

"Why do you ask that?" Luo Han took a sip of tea and threw the question back: "It seems that he wants me to confess." ”

Du Moyan smiled slightly, looked at him and said softly: "Luo Han, you have moonlight in your heart, but you want to go to hell." ”

Luo Han was stunned.

The window was closed and the aroma of the incense burner was not diluted, and the fragrant tea in his hand was already half drunk, and the morning light reflected and fell on his delicate and bewitching eyebrows.

Luo Han admitted generously: "I like you very much, from the first time I saw you." “

"Du Moyan, there is no interest in this." 7 Q

Although I don't know who spread rumors that Du Moyan loves him and loves him to die and live, and gives up many things for him.

But she gave up a lot of things, but Du Moyan also had to admit that she liked Luo Han and was not pure.

From the first time he saw Luo Han in the heavenly realm, everything and emotion must be ranked behind interests.

The white moonlight in his heart is the former Du Moyan, the simple Du Moyan.

Instead of the current Rakshasa of Hell who can only calculate.

"Okay, the words are out, my mind should have nothing to do with me entering my daughter-in-law's house." Smiling happily, Luo Han drank all the fragrant tea in his hand.

Putting down the porcelain cup, his eyebrows and eyes were more vividly handsome because of the smile: "I hope to be able to drink the tea you made every day in the future." ”

Du Moyan's eyes spread out a dark color, which was mixed with a slight doubt, but he still restrained his expression.

She yawned slightly, without losing her elegance, and then looked back and smiled: "Luo Han, don't regret it." ”

The door turned slightly, and the heavy sandalwood outside the room went around his nose, Luo Han frowned uncomfortably, but raised his eyes and was stunned by the scenery in front of him.

The people who come around the barrier are similar to the immortals who listen to the wind.

It's raining outside.

Jun Wuhuan sat in Du Moyan's flower hall, and glanced at Luo Han who was sitting on him with some embarrassment.

Luo Han flipped through the notebook in his hand, and vaguely remembered that Du Moyan took it in the morning, and the content was as cliché as he expected.

Du Moyan walked over, looked at him flipping through her book, and smiled faintly: "It's the best-selling on the market, do you like it?" ”

"It's okay." Luo Han nodded dishonestly, leaned back, took the fruit plate in her hand, and smiled: "It's a trivial cliché." ”

Du Moyan was stunned for a moment, glanced at Jun Wuhuan, Luo Han's eyes were smiling, and he didn't reach the bottom of his eyes: "Compared with the beauty of listening to the wind and the immortals, it is far behind." ”

Jun Wuhuan's original smile did not disappear, and he praised without hesitation: "Childe has good eyesight." ”

Luo Han: "......" Benjun is not praising you for being good?

Qi House.

Under the moonlight, the slender figure looms in the lonely courtyard.

The room in the courtyard was covered with yellow charms, and the evening breeze fluttered one by one, and the souls who came in and out all saluted when they saw the women under the moon.

"Ah Shui, long time no see."

The voice of the person who came was elegant, and Ah Shui raised his head.

The woman's jade arms were cocked, her long hair was scattered in the dark dress, and she smiled softly: "Ah Shui, the master asked me to pick you up." ”

He Yuqin was dressed in a cheongsam with exquisite embroidery, standing in the moonlight, with an elegant posture and an indifferent temperament.

Ah Shui smiled slightly when he heard this, and leaned over and saluted: "With Mrs. Lao Yu on this trip, I really love the little girl." ”

The light in her hand flickered, Ah Shui raised her hand to take a closer look through the moonlight, and was silent for a long time.

He Yuqin on the side was hanging, but she was not displeased, but she said strangely: "What is this?" ”

"A poor man." Ah Shui said lightly, his fingertips lightly picked up the brocade rope of the lucky bag, and a cloud of black gas flew out, still hesitantly flowing in the night, tactfully and mournfully.

He Yuqin couldn't see it, but saw the people around him stretching out their fingers to point to the void, and a smile came out of their faces, which made people feel happy.

Sending the girl away, Ah Shui suddenly felt relaxed, although the merit is not much, but in the end it is also a gain. Tilting his head, he said lightly: "Mrs. Yu, can you take me in for one night?" ”

"Naturally, you can't ask for it." He Yuqin smiled, but also with a little appropriate doubt: "What's wrong with your home?" ”

Finding the hair in her hand, she pulled off the hairpin fixed in the hair, and her black hair fell to cover the depth of her eyes, and smiled softly: "There is a distinguished guest I don't want to see has arrived, and I think it's better to hide." ”

He Yuqin no longer asked: "Okay." ”

Qi Ye in the study had been waiting for a long time, he threw Ah Shui a stack of materials, and said in a cold voice: "How long has it been, there is no news yet!" ”

Ah Shui picked up the paper on the ground, glanced at the contents, and sighed.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night, and her plan to spend the night is going to fail.

The carriage didn't run fast, and Ah Shui didn't fall asleep, just leaning on the window lazily and without energy.

"Why are you so low-key when you come to Qingyuanfang tonight?" Jun Wuhuan came to greet him, and the old things were brought up again.

Ah Shui yawned a little and said lazily: "If I say that I don't want to see you, do you believe it?" ”

Hearing this, Jun Wuhuan touched his face: "I think it's my skin that is handsome?" I can't attract you. ”

Ah Shui raised his eyebrows, leaned forward, almost kissed his side face, looked at it quietly for a while and shook his head: "The appearance is very good, full marks."

"It's just that I'm lazy." Ah Shui withdrew his body, the aroma on Jun Wuhuan's side dissipated, he lowered his eyes to hide a trace of disappointment, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Oh? Why? ”

"I don't want to get in trouble." Ah Shui folded his fingers seriously: "Look at it, your reputation is not good, and your actions are very high-profile; And then there's the love triangle that everyone is talking about, and I, the person concerned, feel like I'm big when I hear it, how do you think those people came up with it? ”

The so-called love triangle is that Yuesen and Jun Wuhuan are friends, and she is just a three.

The scandal of these two people has never been a matter in Ah Shui's heart, but she is a little curious, she and Jun Wuhuan have been engaged for a month, and this scandal is still alive and well, and when she was bored in private, she checked it and knew that someone was doing something.

The man...... It's the Moon family.

If you want to ruin Yuesen's reputation, the means are not very clever.

Finally, when Du Moyan was a year ago, Ah Shui was still drunk by Jun Wuhuan.

It seems that the wine is a bit strong.

Jun Wuhuan waited for the door to open with the person in his arms, and when he brushed the door, he was dazzled by the disheveled Luo Han.

secretly said in his heart that it was not good, and finally in Luo Han's murderous eyes, he wanted to understand the alcohol medicine.

Looking at Ah Shui, who was already delirious, he decided to go to his own business.