When the teenager was almost crazy about her, An Chaoyun sat on the roof, waiting for dusk.

She didn't feel like the sun was sinking in the west.

In her opinion, the whole sky is like a pale cyan canvas, and the crimson sunset is like a seal in the bottom corner of this canvas.

At the foot of the mountains, a huge hand pulls the canvas and drags it below the horizon, while the other half of the black canvas hidden under the mountain to the east is waiting patiently - waiting for the first half of the paintings to be dragged down, and then changing them to the sky above the land, this is the night!

This invisible hand works day and night. In the early morning, it dragged away this half of the black canvas, and ah, the other half of the bright canopy of heaven was again over the earth—so that in the early morning, of course, the crimson seal of the sun appeared first!

If Bang Yue knew about these beautiful thoughts, she would definitely be amazed at An Chaoyun's bold idea of the change of day and night, in fact, on a certain level, it was very close to the truth. It's just that maybe this invisible big hand is not pulling the canopy above his head, but pulling the big ball under his feet.

At this time of the day, An Chaoyun is always apprehensive in his heart.

I hope that the man in the west will appear on the distant roof, but I am afraid that he will really appear on the roof, but it is a couple.

An Chaoyun doesn't think Bang Yue is better looking than herself - beautiful women usually evaluate their appearance slightly more than the objective value, in other words, a little arrogant.

Moreover, although she has studied art with Lu Chuan since she was a child, she is still the daughter of a big family in her bones, and she has both the demeanor of everyone carved into the bone marrow, and the free and easy pride of the children of the rivers and lakes. So she doesn't think she will lose to Bang Yue in terms of temperament and demeanor.

She remembered every word Bang Yue had ever said. That's really just a real ...... How so? It doesn't matter if it's a village woman, or if it's a small person in the market, in short, it doesn't enter the stream.

And the voice of Bang Yue is not necessarily good...... Just so-so. In comparison, his sweet and glutinous timbre is much more pleasing.

She is inferior to herself anywhere, but she just finds a good husband.

An Chaoyun's face was a little hot. Since when has it been since I couldn't help but think about that person in my head...... Probably after being beaten by him! In addition to the master, that beating is also the most intimate...... Skin~ kissed!

Remembering that night, she couldn't help but twist her body. Man breathing heavily...... The smell of the body...... Fist-to-flesh closeness......

At such a time, An Chaoyun did not feel guilty. The young man who had a marriage contract, she was actually about to forget what he looked like, not to mention, there was a blood feud between the two, and she empathized with others, who could say half a word?

She sighed softly. The boy, she remembered, had pale eyebrows, amber eyes, a slender body, and thin lips slightly pursed downward—the last remaining impression.

Now it seems that there is no place as good as Lin Shaoge in Xiyili.

The black eyes are still more beautiful, and the bottomless feeling seems to be able to suck people's hearts into it. The body naturally needs to be stronger - if the weak young man hits a person with his fists, just like a mosquito biting people, how embarrassing is it? There is also the corner of the mouth that is pursed downward, pretending to be a posture, you can know that your heart is naïve at a glance, where can you compare to Lin Shaoge's indifferent face - when he beats someone, he has a faint sneer, which is really fascinating.

An Chaoyun could even imagine what the young man looked like in his own room—he must have been wearing a bedgown made of fine satin, the kind of tentacles that were extremely smooth, loosely draped over his body, and floated empty when he walked.

Once, she fantasized more than once that the teenager sat on the bed like this~ and watched her dance the sword. At that time, she still thought that such a young man was extremely good-looking, which made people feel distressed when they looked at him, and wanted to take good care of him and care for him. Moreover, he can be restrained - if he moves his mind to take a concubine, he can teach him to be a man with his fists.

But Lin Shaoge is different. No one could restrain him, not even Zhang Yue.

She had seen Zhang Yue from a distance more than once in front of Lin Shaoge. Such a man, if he wants to marry an equal wife, who dares to have an opinion? Yes, she is a flat wife, although her family is ruined, it is impossible to be a concubine.

An Chaoyun didn't dare to act rashly. Because after being beaten by him last time, her eyes are still blue!

She could only sit quietly on the roof every sunset, waiting for him to appear, looking at him from afar. He was so far away, only the size of his thumb, that he couldn't see anything clearly—not his face, not even his body. But this is just right, so that you can stare at him unscrupulously and not be afraid of being detected by him.

She wanted to sit side by side with him and tell him what he had to say about the canopy, so that he could know that she was not an embroidered pillow, but a clever girl with a mind of her own. Unlike his wife, who must have been a very boring person, with only a face.

Ah, it must have been a kiss when I was young. When you were young, where did you know what love was? I only know how to look at the skin, and I have to have experience to understand that when two people are together, they must have common words and emotional resonance. Just like when I was at the beginning, didn't I stupidly think that the boy who only had one side was true love?

She shook her head and sighed, she didn't know if Lin Shaoge had realized it now. Where can a person like him, who is reserved and quiet as water, talk to a noisy wife? Although I haven't had any dealings with Qin Bangyue, it is obvious that that woman is too ordinary, and she really speaks ...... There is no level.

There is another thing, although Lin Shaoge has no internal strength, he knows martial arts and is very capable of fighting. In such troubled times, it is natural that there should be chivalrous women to accompany them, smiling proudly. Two people have to stand side by side in order to go a long way.

It's just that...... After all, these are just my own thoughts. No matter how much you think about it, you can't say anything like that to him. If you say it, there is no room for it to turn around.

This kind of thing...... Naturally, it is for men to take the initiative. However, how can he take the initiative when two people who are not related to each other? When the eye injury is healed, let's see if there's a chance......

……

Bang Yue is strange.

A few days ago, after dinner, Lin Shaoge always had to go to the roof to blow the wind, and he didn't go for the past two days. If you don't go, forget it, Bisheng wants to call Zhang Yue over and let him watch from the roof—he doesn't say anything.

Zhang Yue was confused, but he felt that Lin Shaoge's explanation was correct, so he came over honestly after dinner every day, jumped on the roof, sat with one hand on his cheek and thought carefully, looking focused and serious.