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Hua Yueman stopped, but didn't turn around, he didn't want to be fake, and he didn't dare to be real.

The demonic voice of "Aman ......" sounded like a nightmare again, obviously only two words, but it turned a thousand times, and his heart was very sad.

Hua Yueman's heart trembled inexplicably when she heard this, as if an invisible hand pinched her shoulder, forcing her to turn around.

Like a jade boy, standing in the sun, jade hairpin crown, face like white porcelain, dark eyes seem to be able to see through all the sorrows of the past and present life, seeing that she finally turned around, slightly hooked her lips, and smiled like a crescent moon in the sky.

Hua Yueman heard the palace maid say that this Si Muran is a handsome man who is famous for Yaolan, but after meeting Liu Mo, she thought that a beautiful man was nothing more than that, but she didn't expect him to be half a point inferior to Liu Mo.

She stood still, but he shook his head lightly, and walked towards her with a little helpless pampering.

"It's rare to see each other, but you don't know what to say, okay?"

Hua Yueman's throat was astringent, looking at his smiling eyes, and moving his lips silently, he really didn't know what to say.

"Come in. Si Muran took her hand naturally, pulled her into the door, and walked slowly along the sheep intestine path all the way.

He was silent all the way, and although she was silent, her eyes always unconsciously glanced at his cheek, and her heart seemed to jump out of her throat.

She didn't expect that Si Muran's life was not bad, he was well-dressed, and he lived well, although there was only one word difference between house arrest and imprisonment, the meaning of this was really different.

In the midst of her thoughts, she was led by him to a gazebo, where melon and fruit pastries and a plate for two people were placed on the stone table.

"I heard that you entered the palace the day before yesterday, and today I expected that you should come, so let someone prepare it in advance. Si Muran said, pressing her shoulders and letting her sit on the stone bench.

Hua Yueman said "um", but she sat and didn't move, firstly, she didn't know what the original owner liked to eat, for fear that she would take the wrong one and arouse suspicion, and secondly, her newly calmed heart would inevitably make waves again.

This Si Muran seems to be easy-going, but in fact he is thoughtful, he just heard that she entered the palace yesterday, and he can calculate that she will come today, let alone understand her, she doesn't believe it.

What is she now? If it sounds good, it is to be with the county lord, but if it is ugly, it is a puppet in the hands of others, and it has long lost her human rights and freedom, even if she wants to see him, it is difficult to move an inch.

So, it's not that he knows her too well, it's that he knows Yin Renmo very well.

"If you like to eat, why don't you eat it? You've always been a glutton. He turned his face slightly to look at her, his gaze soft.

He said that there are foods that you like, not all of them, which means that if she takes the wrong ......

Looking down at the plate of unnamed dim sum on the table, Hua Yueman asked rhetorically, "Do you remember what I like to eat?"

"Yes. Si Muran smiled lightly, "You have always liked sweetness, I grew up like you since I was a child, how can I not remember?"

Sweets, Hua Yueman breathed a sigh of relief, quickly picked up a golden pastry with pineapples on the plate, put it in her mouth, chewed it lightly, the pear fragrance filled her mouth, and she almost spit it out.

What she hates most in her life is sweet things, and she doesn't know what the taste of the former flower moon is full, where is such a sweet thing delicious?

When Si Muran saw her eating pineapple cake, she seemed to be stunned for a moment, her dark eyes made people unable to see the bottom, but there was a trace of grief hidden in an unreachable place.

Seeing this, Hua Yueman's heart sank: "What are you looking at me like this?"

Don't say that the dead master eats all kinds of sweets, but he doesn't eat this pineapple cake......

Si Muran came back to her senses, all the thoughts in her eyes disappeared, she raised her hand to gently wipe the pastry crumbs from the corners of her lips, and there was an indescribable pet on her eyebrows.

"It's still the same, you always have to wipe the corners of your mouth when you eat. ”

Hua Yueman breathed a sigh of relief, but unconsciously leaned back slightly, avoiding his touch: "Xi, habits are hard to change." ”

In the end, he is someone else's man, or it is better to keep some distance.

Sensing her dodge, he suddenly felt a self-reproachful pain overflowing his eyes, and reached out to grab her wrist, but with a slight force on his arm, he held her in his arms.

"Aman, I miss you so much......"

His body was a little hot from the sun, and the warm smell rushed into her face, and under this warm wrap, she did not have a trace of panic, but her heart trembled and hurt.

smiled bitterly, and when he was sneering at himself that an imposter had also entered the play, he suddenly dared to be swept by a cold wind, and when he raised his cheeks, he was facing a pair of eyes blowing with the cold wind of the moon not far away.

This guy is really haunted, when did he come? He walked without making a sound.

Liu Mo's cheeks tightened, and he walked towards this side step by step, and as he got closer and closer, she could even see clearly that the green tendons on the back of his hand that couldn't even be covered by the wide sleeves flare.

Thinking of his cold violence such as drying his corpse and chasing the carriage today, Hua Yue's messy blood coagulated, his mind froze instantly, and he subconsciously pushed away Si Muran in front of him.

Looking at Liu Mo's angry virtue, he vowed to rush over and beat her and Si Muran.

Although Liu Mo is a scumbag like Wang Ba, as her current fiancé, he has the right and obligation to raise his fist.

She had to wait quietly for Liu Mo's outburst, but he only stood silently in place after going up the steps.

Si Muran turned slightly and straightened his waist, and stood opposite Liu Mo who walked in, one cold and one warm, each with its own merits.

Looking at each other, Si Muran smiled slightly: "Why is Prince Mo so free today?" broke this suffocating deadlock.

When Liu Mo heard this, a smile appeared on his frosty face: "I came to see you with my crown princess, and I don't want to have something to do temporarily." ”

He said and bypassed Si Muran, stood in front of Hua Yueman, and stretched out his hand slightly: "It's fun to catch up with Prince Yaolan?"

Hua Yueman looked at the pair of beautiful hands in front of him, although the green tendons were gone, they were still white and bloodless, indicating that the anger of the owner of this hand had not been reduced by half.

On one side is the predecessor, on the other side is the current one, obviously it is not hers, but she is difficult to ride a tiger, which is really sad and lamentable, which makes her beat her chest.

It's better to keep silent, silence is golden.

"I haven't seen Aman for a long time, but I've been a little forgetful. Si Muran opened his mouth softly, skillfully playing the circle.

"Aman......" muttered the nickname in his mouth, Liu Mo stared at Hua Yueman, the corners of his lips were smiling, and his eyes were frozen, making people unable to distinguish between joy and anger.

Hua Yueman sat upright, not daring to slack off on her nerves, only afraid that Liu Mo would explode and eat herself.

"It's not early...... she originally wanted to say that we should go back to our respective homes and find our own mothers, but before she finished speaking, Liu Mo held her hand and pulled her up from the stone bench.

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