Whether Zhao Zixuan's heart is at peace now, Wan Wan doesn't know. She only knew that her heart was not going to settle down now.

Is this stupid kid a confession?

It's a confession.

Whether it was the years of being a human being or the years of being a ghost, she had no experience of refusing to confess.

Wan Wan rubbed her hands together and thought: What should she do now?

The situation is really complicated, and the other party is her boss. The object that the other party wants to confess is not actually her, but the former owner of this body. These two points alone, each of which can extend to many issues that need to be considered and scruples.

The most important thing is that the situation is not so complicated, and she really doesn't know what to refuse.

Wan Wan gnawed her fingers for a while, and couldn't figure out how to answer anyway.

Zhao Zixuan saw that she was rubbing her hands excitedly, and thinking about her frowning and crying face, and couldn't understand what she was thinking for a while, so he picked up the teacup and looked at her while drinking. I saw that my eyes were full of interest.

After drinking a cup of tea, Zhao Zixuan said with a playful smile in his eyes: "Sister Ming's demeanor is extremely rare. ”

Wan Wan raised her head, and when she saw him like this, she immediately asked, "Is the official family joking with me?" ”

Zhao Zixuan shook his head and said, "It's not a joke. I seriously want to ask. ”

Wan Wan wished that his words were a joke, so that she would not have to think hard about how to refuse.

Eighty percent of the artistry is out of play, and there should be some hope for the technique.

After thinking for a moment, Wan Wan followed his previous sentence and said, "Maybe I have never done such a demeanor before.

A person's temperament is mostly related to experience, and I suffer from this lost soul, and all the past experiences are forgotten, and the temperament will naturally not be the same as before. It's like a person who has drunk Meng Po soup, and if he loses the memory of that life, he will be reincarnated as another person. ”

Wan Wan was very satisfied with her words. In this way, he should be able to understand that she is not the Ming Wanwan he likes. Unexpectedly, Zhao Zixuan's thinking didn't follow her at all, and he even insisted on the question he wanted to ask.

"My question has nothing to do with Sister Ming's loss of soul. When she was outside Xiazhou City, Sister Ming was already suffering from soul loss. ”

Wan Wan coughed lightly, and said euphemistically: "Official, if you take the ingot of gold and put it in front of me, my eyes will be very bright." ”

Zhao Zixuan suddenly felt a little bored in his heart when he heard this.

He has come to this point because he doesn't want to be manipulated by anyone. Unexpectedly, step by step, he was no longer controlled by anyone, but he had to be manipulated by the situation, and he became more and more unsatisfied.

He had always known that marriage was a tool to manipulate the situation, but when it came to the moment, he had some resistance in his heart.

Since he grew up to know that there is a marriage in the world, the only time he moved the idea of marrying a concubine was when he left Beijing that year, and he saw Ming Wanwan standing alone on the long street, from sunrise to sunset, from sunset to full of wind and dew.

Her expression at that time was something he had never seen before, without a trace of brilliance, as gloomy as silence. He didn't know how to comfort her, and after thinking about it, he said that if she couldn't get married, he would marry her as a princess and be good to her for the rest of his life.

She didn't answer, but finally turned her neck and smiled at him. Even though there was no joy in that smile, but a cold and lonely Xiao Suo, she smiled after all.

He has grown so big, and the only person who has no other purpose to treat him well is Ming Wanwan. Although he was still young at the time, he was serious and thoughtful when he said that.

In fact, he is not sure whether he has regarded her as a sister or a sweetheart in his heart over the years.

Outside the city of Xia Zhou that year, she behaved abnormally, and for a moment she looked at him with a very bright gaze, like a meteor at a glance. There was a slight burn in his gaze, which made him suddenly feel at a loss.

After that night's farewell, he didn't take it to heart. Until one day, he vaguely understood what that kind of gaze represented.

At that time, she was already about to marry into the Dingbei Hou Mansion.

She was so happy, he should have been happy for her, but he always felt a little awkward in his heart.

Half of it is because the person she married is an embroidered pillow who is not learned and unskilled, and is far from worthy of her. Half of it is because of a complex and subtle emotion, the only person who treats him well, the person he is ready to marry, has to marry someone else. It was clear that she had looked at him with such bright and hot eyes after she forgot to show her smile.

After a few years, she stood in front of him again. He liked it very much, and he wanted to see her when he walked a little way, or discuss something together, or drink and talk together.

He didn't think of marrying her immediately, even though he knew that in the current situation, it would be beneficial for both of them to marry her.

It is most comfortable to maintain this kind of relationship.

It is unpredictable and uncontrollable, so many people pleaded and admonished, forced him to marry her, and even offered several strategies, all of which could achieve their goals. But he didn't want to use it, even the softest of tactics.

He asked her a lot of things that day, thinking that her temperament was a little different from before, and that she was not as stubborn as before, and that she could empathize with others. After getting along for a long time, he can always make her empathize with him.

If she didn't want to empathize, he was sure that the matter would be settled.

It's just that in the end, there is some unease in my heart.

He thought that she would not agree to marry him, but he did not think that she would directly deny that she had ever touched him a little.

Will he always be a child in her eyes? Even if he is no longer a child, even if she has forgotten his childish appearance in the past, even if she has only grown him a little more than ten months.

Zhao Zixuan was silent for a long time, and it was difficult to calm down the little stuffiness in his heart.

He raised his head and looked at Wan Wan for a moment, and then put a gold ingot in front of Wan Wan with his hand. He saw a bright glint in her eyes, and then a dazed and stunned look.

Zhao Zixuanjue's heart became even more stuffy, he got up and said, "In my heart, I shouldn't regard you as a sister." ”

With that, he turned and walked to the door of the house.

She didn't pay attention to what he said, her mind was still on the ingot of gold at the moment - he actually tried it with gold!

Wan Wan twitched the corners of her mouth, then picked up the ingot of gold, raised her eyes and saw that Zhao Zixuan had already walked to the door, so she hurriedly called: "The official family takes a slow step." ”

Zhao Zixuan paused, and before he had time to think about anything, Wan Wan had already flashed in front of him, and stretched out his hand to send back the ingot of gold, "There are many places where the official family has money, and I am really embarrassed to be greedy for this." ”

Zhao Zixuan looked at her for a long time and said, "I don't want to force Sister Ming to do anything, it seems that this turmoil will not happen in the future." But I have never regarded you as a sister, and I will not call you a sister in the future. ”

Wan Wan subconsciously looked at the gold ingot in her palm. She's talking about gold, what does he call it?