The old rhetoric even forgot that she was here to put the 'baby', and unconsciously walked around the water pavilion.

Lu Zhiyuan glanced at her and followed.

The housekeeper looked at the open trunk, and then at Mr. Lu who left.

Shen Guangyao motioned for him and the servants to help with the things, and looked less.

Standing in the middle of the plum forest, his fingers running over the rough dried plums and landing on the budding flower bones, his eyes blooming like falling snow.

Lu Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, and immediately took off his coat and put it on her, but it was still cold: "There is a flower room inside......

The ancient words did not move: "My family washes the pond tree...... Lu Zhiyuan, is there a study in the back......"

“…… Yes. ”

"Can I go and see it?"

For the first time, Lu Zhiyuan saw the starlight that was willing to fall for him in her eyes, spread it under his feet, and surrounded him: "Go." ”

Gu Ci stood in front of the small pavilion window, a whole arch window scene, a large area of lake light and water, Merlin wonders, from this point of view, the beauty lingered.

Gu Ci unconsciously took off his shoes, knelt on the side of the concubine, silk was covered on his legs, lying on the window and looking out, warm indoors, cold wind outside the window, except for a little light on the water, everything is mysterious and enchanting in the dark night: "If it snows, it must be more beautiful......"

Lu Zhiyuan sat on the other side of the collapse, looking at her and forgetting to answer, she looked better.

Gu Ci also tilted his head to look at him, with a smile in his eyes.

The girl lay on the windowsill and looked at the people in the window seriously.

Lu Zhiyuan was as quiet as the plum forest in the window, clear and calm.

Gu Ci beckoned him and motioned for him to come over.

Lu Zhiyuan moved a little closer, intending to listen to her.

Gu Ci beckoned him to come closer.

Lu Zhiyuan came a little closer.

It was so close that the old words pushed him to the soft collapse behind him, like a wire net slowly winding around his prey, sensing his presence, trapped in a corner of him.

Lu Zhiyuan thought of the scene in the car, his breathing was a little short, he unconsciously reached to the switch on the side of the couch, pressed the light in the room, and closed the open viewing window in turn, the study fell into darkness, and Lu Zhiyuan's tension eased a little.

Gu Ci felt a little dark, groped out his hand, and pressed it in the position where he had just stayed.

Some of the lights were turned on, and the study was bright again, and the old words slowly kissed him.

Lu Zhiyuan responded emotionally, and after a few back and forth, he stretched out his hand again and turned off the light that was on.

Gu Ci didn't like to be black, his hand clicked and lit up, and by the way, he unbuttoned his two buttons.

Lu Zhiyuan's breath was unsteady, he responded enthusiastically, and his other hand was precisely placed on the switch, and he pressed it without hesitation, putting the person under him.

The old rhetoric was lit up again, and it was not much bright, but it was just a hazy light.

Lu Zhiyuan's hand was put up again, pressed it out, and separated the person in the couch.

As the ancient rhetoric responded, he rolled to the edge of the couch with him and opened it again.

The lights in the study were turned on and off, turned off and on, Lu Zhiyuan's breathing was painful and warm, and it seemed that someone kept saying, 'With the lights on, it looks better.' ''Yes, the lights are on. ’

In the end, Lu Zhiyuan suppressed the fear in his heart and did not light the lamp according to the words.

In the dimness, in his imperceptible trembling, the ancient words were stunned for a moment, stretched out his hand, and dimmed the light, he seemed to ......

Lu Zhiyuan helped her open it, but his voice was silent: "It's okay...... You're going to be scared ......."

The old words were extinguished again, she didn't like it anymore, she had already touched it, a lot, a lot, he was very uncomfortable, but she could feel that he didn't want to stop.

Lu Zhiyuan couldn't wait for her to kill herself for a moment, stabbing it into her heart, she could pull it out wherever she wanted, as long as she was willing to kill him, die in her hands, and let him live forever in her heart, she could do whatever she wanted to him......

The spider made a web under the porch, and accidentally caught a huge creature, the spider hesitated for a long time, whether to let it go, but it was hungry or opened its legs and approached it, slowly spit out the silk, carefully tied, accurately captured, in its painful struggle, and couldn't bear to hug it, get closer, it was not so painful......

Come closer.

Closer.

It's okay.

You see, it's fine.

……

"You're really going." Grandma Song sat in the study unhappily.

"Go." Song Guoshu character ink mountain, he opened the rice paper, prepared pen and ink, opened the mobile phone, and drew the painting of ancient words.

Grandma Song was angry, where to go, no one would go, she accepted the Lu family's girlfriend as an apprentice, saying that it was a girlfriend if it sounded good, and she was not afraid of making jokes: "Forget it, the matter has come to this." ”

"Wanwan didn't lose unjustly." Song Mo didn't raise his head to copy her landscape map.

Grandma Song looked at the old man in surprise.

"Objectively speaking, very talented children."

Grandma Song understood, the old man said so, it must be very powerful to make Zheng Qiu, the old stubborn compromise, and made up for it: "I didn't say that the other party has no talent." I mean, since it's an apprentice, what's the difference between one more and one less, it's okay to bring Wanwan. ”

Song Moshan looked up at her in his busy schedule: "Someone asked me to charge one more and one less, what's the difference." ”

Grandma Song just said: "It's not that we can't do it...... I'll admit that it's a bit inferior in terms of talent......"

"So, let's just hold it like an eyeball at home, don't ask for more......" Song Moshan drew half of it, and suddenly felt a feeling, and spread out a piece of rice paper and swayed it.

On the balcony downstairs, Song Yue politely and respectfully told her sister-in-law and eldest brother about today's incident: "This is the way things are, if you want to hide Wanwan, you will definitely not be able to hide it, and it will definitely spread when the time comes, and it will be even more suspenseful, and the sister-in-law and eldest brother will comfort and comfort her more when the time comes." ”

Song Xing hugged his wife's shoulders.

Ye Man nodded: "Well, didn't you say that you didn't learn dance?" ”

Song Yue was also puzzled: "Art doesn't dare to say everything, it's always true that everything changes, and the old man in art says it's good." ”

Song Xing knew that it was very good, and the old man easily did not praise people: "Wanwan has us here, you live at home tonight, you haven't come back for a while, mom misses you." ”

"I've got something to do."

"Why do you have so many things?"

"It's really something, let's go first, don't tell my mother that I've been back, thank you, bye-"

Ye Man leaned on her husband's arms and sighed: "Wanwan knows that you don't have a bottom line to comfort her, as if someone else has done something wrong, this kind of thing depends on fate, let her know that there is a mountain and a mountain high." ”