A few days passed, and Luo Wusheng's life was even more boring than when he was at home, and every day in addition to eating and drinking, he was left to count the sun to get up, and then count the moon to sleep. Ye Qingjue seems to be very busy, and he hasn't seen Luo Wusheng since the first day he arranged for him to stay.

"Hey..."Luo Wusheng didn't know how many times she sighed, Lu Yin and the maids just had to guard her from afar, Luo Wusheng originally planned to have a good relationship with the girls in Lu Yin, and then set some clues to come out, but what she asked, Lu Yin said she didn't know. In the end, Luo Wusheng simply didn't ask.

"The 7083rd sigh. Ye Qing's voice interrupted Luo Wusheng's aimless fugue.

"Hey, have you been hiding in the corner and counting the number of my sighs?" Luo Wusheng looked at Ye Qingjue who was walking towards him suspiciously, and looked around the environment behind Ye Qingjue again, and found that there was no place suitable for hiding without being discovered by her, so her doubts were even worse. It's just that Ye Qing Jue once again ignored Luo Wusheng, Luo Wusheng saw that Ye Qing was speechless, so he pouted, sat back on the stone bench, and secretly comforted his injured little heart: "Hmph, ignore it." Anyway, you are the biggest in your house, I have a good belly, let you. ”

Ye Qingjue slowly sat down beside Luo Wusheng, and Lu Yin stepped forward to pour him a cup of tea. Ye Qingju, just turning the tea in the small porcelain cup, asked without looking up, "Do you want to go back?"

Luo Wusheng was still slandering Ye Qing Jue for her ignorance, but Ye Qingjue's question made her feel that the world was suddenly brighter, and her eyes lit up as she looked at Ye Qing Jue who was bowing her head and turning her teacup, "Can you let me go back?"

"No, you can't. ”

As soon as Ye Qingjue's words fell, Luo Wusheng slapped the stone table and got up, "Damn, Ye Qingjue, you have eaten too many pickle leaves, do you have nothing to do to deliberately find fault and choke me to death?" Ye Qingjue raised his smiling face, and Luo Wusheng instantly felt that this face was really flattened.

"But there's a chance. Looking at Luo Wusheng, who was about to burst into flames, Ye Qing joked.

Luo Wusheng squinted slightly, wrenched his face, and raised the tip of his left eyebrow slightly, as if asking, "And then?"

Ye Qingjue's playful face was paralyzed, and the corner of his left mouth was slightly raised defiantly, as if he was responding to Luo Wusheng, "You guess." ”

Luo Wusheng stared at Ye Qingjue's paralyzed face, staring at it so that his eyes were sour, so he was very unwilling to lose, "What chance?"

"Marry me. Ye Qingjue lowered his head and took a sip of the slightly cold tea in the porcelain cup.

Luo Wusheng, who was just about to sit down, heard Ye Qingjue's answer, and fell directly to the ground without leaving a sound, the stinging pain from her buttocks couldn't hide her shock and anger at this time, but she was just out of her mind for a while, then patted her buttocks, endured the pain, sat back on the stone bench, picked up the kettle and added tea to herself, and then pretended to be very casual and asked, "Oh?

"No why?"

Luo Wusheng's hand on the teacup tightened, but let go again. I secretly comforted in my heart: Don't panic, can't mess up, whoever can't hold his breath first will lose first. She hid all her emotions, learned to clear the night, lowered her head, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised without speaking.

Ye Qingjue looked up at Luo Wusheng, who was sitting opposite him: It shouldn't be. In terms of her personality these days, she can't be so calm. His brows furrowed and loosened: Heh, Wusheng, are you going to fight with me? Don't say that you have no memory now, even if you used to... Hehe...

Luo Wusheng raised his head by Ye Qingjue's laughter, and looked at Ye Qingjue suspiciously: Ya, your brain was kicked by ants, right?

Ye Qing Jue saw Luo Wusheng raise his head to look at him, so he put away his smile and regained his face, "How is it?"

"Agreed. Luo Wusheng saw that Ye Qingjie had returned to normal, pursed his lips, shrugged his shoulders, and replied indifferently.

There was a touch of doubt in Ye Qing's eyes: how could it be? She was not such an easy person to admit defeat. "Even if you marry me, you won't be able to go back right away. ”

"How many wives do you have?" Luo Wusheng didn't seem to hear Ye Qingjue's words.

"Not at the moment. ”

"How many lovers do you have?"

"Not at the moment. ”

"How many bed warmers do you have?"

"Not at the moment. ”

"How many fiancées do you have?"

"Not at the moment. ”

"How many mothers do you have?"

"Not at the moment. ”

"Excuse me, did you grow from a tree or from the ground?"

Ye Qingjue had already reacted that Luo Wusheng was teasing him, staring at Luo Wusheng's eyes but no longer speaking, he couldn't see through what Luo Wusheng meant, could it be that she was too angry, so she made fun of him? Or did Hu Qimei do something to her? He couldn't be sure.

Luo Wusheng and Ye Qing looked at each other absolutely, waiting for Ye Qingjue's reply, looking at the slightest flicker in this man's firm black eyes, she felt a little happy in her heart: Ya, I can't go back anyway, see how my sister kills you.

Ye Qingjue saw the hint of banter in Luo Wusheng's eyes, stood up and walked towards the door, just saying as he walked, "The wedding will be held in three days." ”

Luo Wusheng danced and vented, then sorted out the ancient clothes that were a little messy by himself, and very elegantly ignored the smiling faces of the girls who were about to hold back their blood, and walked straight into the house, "bang", and closed the door.