The one who was looking for someone was dumbfounded.

I was still looking at the two people before and after just now, why did they disappear in a blink of an eye?

He had the audacity to call the Seventh Master twice, but no one answered him.

It was dark, and the red silk lamp he was carrying was swaying in the wind, and he shivered and continued to run.

When the person left, Ren Yancai asked in a low voice: "Seventh Master, why are we hiding?" ”

Oh, yes!

Since he got here, Gu Tingwen has been pondering.

When you touch someone, you walk over openly, why are you hiding?

The place was already small, and two people had to stick together when they came in, and their breaths were rapidly intertwined after they walked away.

After a long time, he stopped asking the question, and instead thought, is this vague jasmine fragrance a hair oil or a face fat?

Clean fragrance.

His elbows were propped up on the rockery, and between his arms were her two long jet-black braids, tied with a dark headband, where the light was limited, and he looked like her hair.

It's just that the braids are scattered, so can you run?

Gu Tingwen stretched out his left hand, untied her head rope, buried her three fingers in her hair, and combed it from top to bottom.

When Ren Yan turned his head, his cheek brushed against his chin, and the warm touch made her heart palpitate.

My heart is about to jump out!

She clinged to the crack in the stone behind her with both hands, and pretended to look sideways to see him comb his hair, but her face was so burned that she couldn't look him in the eye at all.

The moonlight is just right today, half of the teeth, and the light is weak.

The lamps outside are interesting, bright and dark, and cannot be penetrated.

It's appropriate to do, well, things that don't conform to the rules.

Gu Tingwen's skillful way of braiding her hair was beyond her expectations, and the three locks of hair shuttled back and forth between his fingers, and in a moment they were formed, leaving a supple end in the palm of her hand.

With one hand, it was not convenient for him to tie her hair, his eyes went up the braid, and he saw her eyes: "You ......"

"Okay." Without thinking, she replied, raising her hand to grab one end of the hair tie and the other end in his.

A few staggered back and forth, like shark fins, tied in braids, and tied in a beautiful knot.

When the work is over, the people are quiet again.

Ren Yan raised his head-

The corner of the eye was imprinted with the shimmer of the lantern outside, shallow, and in the blink of an eye, a star was raised.

"Seventh Master—"

"Hmm."

"You, the tie is crooked."

Really?

He bowed his head—

Her hand had already pressed the tie knot, twisted it slightly, and the piggyback hand held the small dragonfly collar pin: "Okay." ”

The person who was looking for someone went to one, and after a while, if he could not be found, the birthday banquet would not be peaceful.

"Let's go." He spoke, taking a slight step back.

But where can you retreat?

Ren Yan slowly straightened his waist, his legs were a little weak, and he pinched the corners of his clothes and walked into the night, the light was dazzling.

Gu Tingwen came out and walked on the stone path in the garden before and after: "Fang Cai ......"

Ren Yan slowed down and pricked up his ears to listen.

Just now he was drunk and out of proportion.

Gu Tingwen wanted to say this, but what about her, okay, she only ate a crisp box, is she also drunk?

No.

He wasn't drunk either, just an excuse.

Tracing the source, what is it in the end, it has long been a confusing account, so let's not talk about it.

Ren Yan never listened to the following, and looked back.

Gu Tingwen walked side by side with her: "Let's go." ”

I don't know if it's her delusion, he is smiling, the corners of his lips are curved, like a crescent moon on the horizon.

The bustle ahead is in full swing.

When Ren Yan arrived, the old man of the family was calling the head of the birthday banquet to speak, and the first person to sit was Du Liren.

The man was still sick, his face was pale, but he was smiling proudly.

Ren Yan frowned.