Nangong Yan is to set up the house on the outskirts of the city, only occupying a small piece of homestead, not disturbing the people and not conspicuous, this is the method of the immortal family.

Nangong Yan put the desk at the gate, so that he could see it as soon as Yan Yan came back, and if this was the case, he couldn't concentrate on reading the official documents, so he stopped writing from time to time and waited.

With a "squeak", the heavy front door opened, and Nangong Yan looked at Yan Yan with a smile.

The moon arrives at the head of the willow tops, and people are about after dusk.

Yan Yan and Nangong Yan and Nangong Yan were walking in the backyard, it was dark and empty, so they were not afraid. The dark fragrance floated, it was the sweetness of osmanthus flowers, Yan Wu turned her head to look at Nangong Yan: "You use that incense again?" “

She frowned slightly: "You can adjust it again." “

Nangong Yan was a little at a loss: he doesn't know how to make fragrances, this is something that only women do......

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What has he done before, has he ever mixed incense? Who is he, is he competing for favor?!

Just when Nangong Yan was messy in the wind, Yan Wu found traces of the formation and opened it in two or three clicks.

Yan Yan stared at Nangong Yan, her eyes were as deep as the sea, and there were thousands of dark whirlpools at the bottom of the sea, as if she could suck his soul into it, so that he had nowhere to escape. Rao is knowing all the arrangements, when the sound of the flute sounded, Nangong Yan still couldn't help but be fascinated by Yan Wu, I don't know how Yan Wu is, anyway, he was moved.

The lanterns float in the air and rotate, like fish swimming in the water, and the bizarre dance is soul-stirring, like a dream. The sound of the flute danced, the light and shadow flowed, and the wind gently blew a strand of Yan Wu's hair.

Nangong Yan is not a hedonistic person, but he is willing to put on a battle armor for Yan Yan, just a dance.

Dance the sword for the king and die for the king.

Nangong Yan's sword was not murderous, he was solemn, as if he was standing on the altar; Again...... In front of him is the person he likes, unlike everyone else, he is willing to dance for her, run for her, and be favored by her. For her, thousands of times are not disgusted.

The man wore gold armor on his head, and he was also elegant and proud, like a mighty guard. When he danced, he showed his posture, the man was masculine, Nangong Yan's sword posture was full of fierce and courageous, he was like the light of the sun, and he was invincible. Splitting and sweeping, it is a thousand turns of vision, and he can always find Yan's place. To put it mildly, he exudes the hormones of male courtship, just like the peacock with the screen open.

Nangong Yan knows that the lantern has always been a big killer to capture a woman's heart, but can Yan Yan be an ordinary woman? So he also prepared a sword dance, Nangong Yan finished the dance, wiped his sweat, was a little nervous about his performance, and waited for Yan Yan's reaction.

Seeing Yan Yan's smiling eyes, Nangong Yan had butterflies in her heart and smiled comfortably.

"It's beautiful." Hearing Yan Yan's evaluation, Nangong Yan smiled helplessly, he always had nothing to do with Yan Yan.

The butterfly rested on his heart, disturbing the calm lake, and the mirror-like lake rippled in circles for a long time. It's his luck and it's his happiness.

Nangong Yan handed Yan a lantern, which he did: "The lantern festival in the world is to put lanterns. ”

The lanterns are simple and atmospheric, Nangong Yan faintly felt that this should be Yan Yan's preference, after all, he had worked hard to attack her in the underworld for so long.

Nangong Yan led Yan Yan to the lake, the lanterns were surrounded by music while she was walking, Nangong Yan carefully lit the lanterns, and coaxed a child: "Put it on the lake, make a wish, don't say it, let it float out......"

I really hope that everything is okay with the master.

Nangong Yan didn't know that Yan Yan had made such a wish. He scratched his heart to know what wish Yan had made, and he wanted to know more about her.

Yan Wu suddenly looked at Nangong Yan, and his gaze was caught by her: "You may have a wish." ”

Yan Wu cast a spell, a lotus plant grew rapidly, broke through the water, bloomed in the moonlight, she was as holy as Guanyin.

That's what he really called...... From then on, he did not dare to look at Guanyin.

She neatly pulled down the lotus flower in front of her, and Nangong Yan felt that she was the lotus flower in her hand.

Nangong Yan didn't dare to breathe, for fear of disturbing this picture, he was holding a lotus flower, as if holding his burning heart. The lotus lantern was released, and his heart was no longer in himself.

Yan Wu really gave him a good romantic night.

Ah, he wanted to get that lamp up.

Is it okay for him to go back and get that lamp back?