After Wu Yong and Meng Zhenyun discussed how to protect Meng Yu'er's two sisters, they got up and went upstairs to the room.

But when passing by Meng Yuer's boudoir, Wu Yong was a little hesitant for a while, whether to go in to see Meng Yuer's recovery.

After hesitating for a moment, Wu Yong knocked on the door.

"Knock knock..."

"Come in."

As the delicate voice sounded, Wu Yong pushed the door open. The wings of the nose fluttered slightly, and there was a faint fragrance of lilies wafting in the air, refreshing the heart and spleen, and nourishing the heart.

Seeing that it was Wu Yong who walked in, the little witch Meng Linger reflexively jumped out of bed, staring at Wu Yong vigilantly, as if taking Wu Yong as a key precautionary target.

"How is your recovery, I've been asleep for the past two days, and I haven't had a chance to come and see you." Wu Yong slowly walked to the soft bed.

Meng Yu'er's cheeks were dyed with a touch of crimson, as gorgeous and delicate as a breathing fire. Shyly smiled, Meng Yu'er said softly: "Thanks to you sacrificing your life to save me, I'm fine now." What about you, do you feel sick physically? ”

The conversation between Wu Yong and Meng Yu'er seems to be ordinary, but it seems to contain lingering affection, which makes Meng Yu'er, who is standing on the side, can't help but have goosebumps.

couldn't help but shudder for a while, the little witch Meng Ling'er grabbed the words and said, "Sister, don't you worry about him, he is as strong as a calf." Haven't you seen that Wu Yong is in the limelight today, and he directly snatched the pistol of the Zhou family's bodyguard empty-handed. The sharp technique is like a Hollywood blockbuster. ”

Empty-handed grabbing?

Meng Yu'er had only heard of snatching the white blade empty-handed, but had never heard of snatching empty-handed.

Wu Yong was also stunned when he heard it, the speed interval between his snatching was less than a second, and the technique was also very simple, how could it be as miraculous as Meng Ling'er said.

"It's nothing, it's nothing." Wu Yong scratched his hair and said with a sneer.

Suddenly, Wu Yong noticed the poetry collection placed at the bedside, and involuntarily took the poetry collection, and said in surprise: "I didn't expect you to like to read books, and you also like to read poetry collections, which is really literary and artistic." ”

"This is a hazy poem, which arose in the 80s of the last century, and I like the hazy and ethereal feeling revealed between the lines of the poem." Meng Yu'er exhaled like an orchid and said slowly.

To be honest, Wu Yong has no interest in poetry at all. But in order to hide his loneliness, he still opened the poetry book and pretended to read it.

What catches your eye is a modern hazy poem called "Midsummer Night"!

"Night, bring peace to the world. The moon illuminates the atrium of the sleepless man. The wind is as cool as the water. Fog, night-like confusion. With the fragrance of lotus flowers, it wafts into the distance. Listen, the crickets moaning under the stone slabs, the nightingales singing in the treetops. Look, the ripples in the shadows of the trees are the wind playing hide and seek, and the fluctuations in the eyes are full of tears. The midsummer night is fascinating, but mixed with the sadness of reality. Sleep, sleep. The moon is the reincarnation of the sun, the day is the sorrow of the night, even if you can't change everything, you must muster up courage to meet the dawn! ”

This is the first time Wu Yong calmed down to read a poem, but in fact, Wu Yong didn't understand poetry. But as he muttered the psalms word by word, the scene depicted between the lines was like a picture scroll, and Huo Ran came into view.

Unconsciously, Wu Yong's somewhat impetuous mood seemed to settle down with the movement of the poem and gradually calmed down.

This poem is not like the graceful sound of the graceful school, but can make people think of singing and dancing, accompanied by prostitutes. It's not like the bold faction's golden iron horse, which is magnificent and swallows mountains and rivers.

It is like a gurgling spring, moisturizing things and silently flowing into the heart, nourishing the dry heart.

Wu Yong became interested, and turned to a poem called "For You".

"Have you seen me wander around, have you seen me with my eyes full of weather? Dragging my tired wounds, I collapsed on the road. Sometimes, I wonder what a sick lion king, what a naïve lamb, who fell in love and crossed over from hell to heaven! Sometimes, I think that you only see the wildness of my character, but you don't know that it is a barrier to protect yourself from being hurt by the outside world. You see only my contempt for death, but not my desire for life. Sometimes, I wonder how much I wish I could break free from the shackles of fate and stand in the sunset to admire what it looks like to be a bride. At that time, I will definitely speak. No matter hell, no matter heaven. The ends of the earth, swim with you! ”

This poem brought Wu Yong an incomparably strong shock, and the sadness revealed in the words seemed to be confiding in the world, a love that transcended all the constraints of the mortal world, and finally realized in a dream.

That's right, as long as you love each other sincerely, a horse, a sword, a horse, and a companion, it is not a bliss in life!

"Hell, heaven. The ends of the earth, with you to swim the waves. Wu Yong repeatedly recited these four lines of poetry in a distraction, just like the scene in the poem, which is exactly the yearning and expectation of Wu Yong's heart.

Perhaps touched by Wu Yong's emotion of chanting these few lines of poetry, Meng Yuer's heartbeat was like a deer, and she asked timidly: "Wu Yong, when are you going to marry me?" ”

was asked by Meng Yu'er suddenly, Wu Yong came to his senses, and saw Meng Yu'er's happy and sweet face, Wu Yongmu said: "I'm sorry, I was a little distracted just now, I didn't hear clearly, can you say it again?" ”

"When are you going to marry me?" This time, Meng Yuer did not have the slightest shyness at all, and her delicate appearance only showed her piety and sincerity towards her feelings.

When will I marry you?

I'm rubbing, how did I get to this topic.

Wu Yong was cramped for a while, he felt that it was this bullshit hazy poetry that brought him into the gutter.

You really can't read more about this thing, otherwise you'll really feel sad and emotional.

Wu Yong put the collection of poems on the table in a panic, rubbed the corners of his clothes, hesitated for a moment, and did not intend to continue to hide Meng Yu'er, and said in a deep voice: "Yu'er, in fact, I came this time, mainly for..."

Wu Yong hadn't finished speaking, and he didn't know that that sentence had stimulated Meng Ling'er. The little witch strode over and stomped on Wu Yong with her heel.

"Oh, what are you doing?" There was a sharp pain on the surface of his feet, which made Wu Yong cry out.

The little witch sneered, "I'm sorry, I saw a damn fly just now, and I just wanted to go over and shoot it to death." I'm sorry I accidentally stepped on you. ”

As soon as the words fell, the little witch took advantage of the gap to the window, her willow eyebrows were coldly raised, and she glanced at Wu Yong fiercely, and her eyes were clearly transmitting a signal to Wu Yong.

"Little whore, if you dare to talk nonsense again, believe it or not, I will kill you."

When he landed, Wu Yong immediately understood, and continued the topic just now, and said in a deep voice: "Actually, I came this time mainly to protect your safety. Mr. Meng also mentioned this matter to me just now, if you don't mind, I will be your personal bodyguard. ”

"Don't mind, of course not."

Being protected by the person she likes at all times is a happy thing for a woman.

Excited for a while, Meng Yuer ignored her sister's presence, opened her white and tender lotus arms, hugged Wu Yong's neck tightly, and muttered happily: "With you waiting by my side, I have nothing else to ask for, this life is enough!" ”