"Why don't you take care of yourself so much, it's so cold, the wind is so strong, and you wear so little."

There was a faint reproach in the low and mellow voice, but it revealed that it was full of distress, Mo Qingchen raised his hand, used his spiritual power, and a dark purple cloak appeared in his hand.

The cloak is a deep dark purple, the gold thread is made of delicate embroidery, the silver thread at the hem outlines a small and delicate evening dew flower, blooming into the most beautiful appearance, the thick fox fur is bright and translucent, with bursts of warmth, the soft and flowing belt has a mysterious dark pattern, and the black silk thread on one side is finely and densely painted into a "dye" character, and the other side is a "Chen" character.

Mo Qingchen raised his hand and put on the cloak for Su Yunran, and his big hand with distinct bones gently tied the belt.

Su Yunran only felt a burst of warmth surrounding him, and a soft and warm touch came from the side of his neck, which spread to the depths of his heart, bringing layers of ripples, spreading into the distance at an extremely fast speed.

Mo Qingchen held Su Yunran's little hand, put it on his lips and kissed it gently, and the breath he exhaled conveyed a temperature that could not be ignored.

The chill on his body gradually subsided, Su Yunran's eyebrows trembled, and with Mo Qingchen's strength, he gently leaned into his arms and said softly, "Why are you here?" ”

"Tell me more."

Mo Qingchen raised his hand and gently tapped Su Yunran's head, his voice rising slightly, with a faint sense of reproach.

"I went to Yunshuiju to look for you, you weren't there, it was your secret guard who told me that you came to Yicui Building alone."

As he spoke, Mo Qingchen snorted softly again, his eyes fell fixedly on Su Yunran's face, his tone became meaningful, his slender fingers poked her fair face, and his voice was a little lower: "I really didn't expect that Ah Ran still has a hobby in this area."

"Could it be that there is a girl in Yicui Building that Ah Ran has taken a fancy to?"

Listening to this yin and yang strange voice, the corners of Su Yunran's mouth couldn't help twitching, and he raised his hand and gently hammered Mo Qingchen's shoulder, "What do you want, you can't talk nonsense." ”

"Today I got the news that Ling Yan of Chengwang Palace is coming to Yicui Tower, there should be something mysterious, I'll take a look."

"Really?"

Mo Qingchen raised her eyebrows, reached out and picked up Su Yunran's small chin, her deep gaze pressed directly into her eyes, not giving her a chance to dodge.

"Then Ah Ran said, am I good-looking, or is the Chengwang just now good-looking?"

Hearing this, Su Yunran pulled at the thin pale lips and chuckled, her thick eyelashes curled up in a soft arc, and the corners of her mouth had a meaningful smile.

The slender body leaned forward slightly, and his arms wrapped around Mo Qingchen's neck, Su Yunran chuckled, attached to his ear, and breathed like an orchid.

"You're good-looking."

After a slight pause, Su Yunran's hands tightened a little, and his voice was slightly heavier, with deep seriousness.

"Qingchen, you look the best."

Mo Qingchen hooked his lips, a bright smile bloomed on his face, holding Su Yunran's waist with one hand, and gently caressing her green silk with the other, his cold face restrained all his fierce energy.

The cool thin lips touched Su Yunran's earlobe, and Mo Qingchen opened his mouth with a smile, with a smile between his eyebrows.

"Then Ah Ran will look at me in the future, don't come to a place like Yicui Lou again."

"If you want to come, I'll accompany you."

Hearing this, Su Yunran snorted softly, and his slender fingers gently poked Mo Qingchen's forehead, and his voice was not good: "What are you doing?" ”

"Could it be that you have a crush on a girl here?"

Mo Qingchen was stunned, and then he chuckled directly, his slender fingers pinched the tip of Su Yunran's small nose, and said with a smile: "How could it be." ”

"I'm not afraid, if Ah Ran sees a girl here, she doesn't want me."

As he spoke, Mo Qingchen's voice was a little lower, with a strong sense of grievance, and a pair of eyes as deep as ink blinked, glowing with rippling water.

"When the time comes, I won't have a wife, where can I cry."

Su Yunran pursed his lips, furrowed his eyebrows, and his delicate face moved a little closer to Mo Qingchen, and there was an inexplicable light flashing in his clear eyes, which approached Mo Qingchen's gaze.

"Then you say, am I good-looking, or are those girls good-looking?"

Mo Qingchen's big hand gently patted Su Yunran's head, with a bit of soothing, his voice slowed down, but with a seriousness that could not be ignored.

"Ah Ran, this is embarrassing for me."

"Except for Ah Ran, I haven't looked at any other girl, how do you know which one is good-looking?"

Su Yunran bit her thin pale lips, tilted her head slightly, lowered her voice a lot, and said sullenly: "You just talk nonsense." ”

Looking at Su Yunran, who was so playful, Mo Qingchen's heart suddenly became a soft mess, and his eyes were filled with soft waves, full of undisguised pampering.

"I'm not talking nonsense."

Mo Qingchen spoke in a deep voice, and the words were sonorous, slamming heavily on Su Yunran's heart.

"All I have in my eyes is you."

Su Yunran tilted his head, as if he had thought of something, his eyes were sharp, with a substantial edge, as if he was dissatisfied.

"You're talking nonsense."

"I've heard that the second lady of Xiling Shangshu Mansion is infatuated with their Royal Highness King Gong, and she is obviously at the age of marriage but still has no partner, just waiting for His Royal Highness King Gong."

"Your Royal Highness King Gong, what are you going to do?"

Hearing the taste of Su Yunran's words, Mo Qingchen smiled lightly, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of warmth.

"Ah Ran."

Mo Qingchen raised his hand and gently picked up Su Yunran's chin, and the two of them looked at each other, causing ripples.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Qingchen spoke in a deep voice, his eyes burning.

"Ah Ran, I said, I never look at other women, how they are, has never been my concern."

"Don't worry, that young lady from Shangshu Mansion, I will take care of it, so that she will no longer think about Aran's husband."

"Ah Ran, I'll only look at you."

After a pause, Mo Qingchen leaned over slightly, and his cool thin lips were imprinted on Su Yunran's eyebrows, with solemn strength.

Feeling the obvious tremor of Su Yunran's body, Mo Qingchen smiled lightly, and her slender fingers gently hooked the green silk on the side of her face behind her ears, her eyebrows and eyes were gentle, with a warm color.

"Ah Ran, I only have you in my eyes, and I only have you in my heart."

"In my world, it's just you."

Mo Qingchen's forehead gently rubbed Su Yun's white forehead, and the exhaled breath spread all over her cheeks, bringing bursts of crimson redness, which slowly diffused.

"Ah Ran, I only belong to you."

A few simple words, but they set off a huge storm in Su Yunran's heart, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

The pale thin lips moved, and Su Yunran flattened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he raised his head slightly, looking at Mo Qingchen's solemn and serious appearance, so he didn't say anything more, only nodded lightly, and said "um" casually.

Mo Qingchen chuckled, raised his hand to put on a hood for Su Yunran, gathered the cloak, stretched out his long arms, took her thin body into his arms, and said softly: "It's windy here, let's go back to Yunshuiju." You are lonely, the young lady warms you with a movie