Chapter Seventy-Seven is a lot like her
After experiencing it once, the midnight dream will still appear in the body.
"This friend of the adult must have suffered a great deal of pain." Lin Niannian heard his own voice, and it sounded dryly.
Suffering?
Yan Chenghuai sneered, his eyes shining in the dark.
"I've known her since childhood."
"Lin Niannian, you are very much like her..."
"Just look at him and think of him."
For a moment. Every year, I thought that my identity had been exposed, and I almost fell off the chair, but after thinking about it, I didn't seem to know Yan Chenghuai in my impression.
This little marquis from the capital, the two met for the first time.
With an instant sigh of relief in his heart, Lin Niannian said: "My lord is really affectionate. β
"It's just that the deceased is gone, but it's better not to be too sad."
Yan Chenghuai didn't speak, and in the darkness, he could only hear the sound of directly hitting the tabletop, which made people palpitate.
Lin Niannian didn't know if he had said the wrong thing again. Sitting on the chair, my whole body is very itchy.
At this time, the moon rose, and the silver light shone through the papier-mΓ’chΓ© window into the hall.
Lin Niannian only saw Yan Chenghuai's eyes clearly at this time, staring at himself for a moment.
Took a deep breath and mustered up courage:
ββ¦ My lord believes that your friend does not want to see you so decadent. β
"And it's getting late at this time, do you want to go back and rest first? After all, the body matters. β
"It's really not early." Yan Chenghuai's tone was light, without a trace of ups and downs. Then, in Lin Niannian's expectant gaze, he slowly stood up from the chair with an elegant posture.
He took a few steps forward, his handsome face was completely exposed to the silver moonlight, and he turned back to Lin Niannian with a smile:
"But when did I say I was going back?"
"What... What? Lin Niannian's eyes widened, and he felt that his tongue was a little unable to find the north, so he repeated it with his mouth open.
"So, my lord, you mean to stay here tonight?"
She asked with the last trace of expectation, and in the next second, Yan Chenghuai nodded with a righteous face, and said, "Not bad." β
"This, this, this..."Lin Niannian's brain "buzzed" for a moment, only to feel the blood all over his body surging up to his brain.
"My lord, this is unreasonable, lonely men and widows, how can we live in the same room?"
Lin Niannian made the last struggle: "There are also lower officials here who are really shabby, I'm afraid that the adults will not be treated well, so let's go back to the house for the sake of the adults." β
"Lord Ben has always been considerate of his subordinates." Yan Chenghuai raised his hand and stroked his chin, making a contemplative gesture, "You can live, why can't I live?" β
"What's more, there is no distinction between you and me. Lin Niannian, you fainted several times, but Lord Ben carried you back. β
Slightly playful eyes looked at Lin Niannian who was standing, and the latter couldn't help but blush when he heard about it for the first time.
She stammered a little, "That's not the same as this." β
"What's the difference?" Yan Chenghuai approached step by step, and his long and tall body was like a green pine, getting closer. The clean, cold smell of his body drilled into the tip of her nose.
Lin Niannian only felt that his face was hotter.
Panicked back. An arm accidentally touched the teacup on the table. After a crisp sound, the teacup rolled off the table.
The crisp sound of the material did not come. Lin Niannian slowly turned his head over, only to see a big hand with distinct bones taking the teacup in his hand.
The blue and white cup lay quietly in the palm of his hand, the tea stains stuck to the knuckles of his hands, and under the moon frost, it was as warm as a fine mutton fat jade.
I don't know why, Lin Niannian actually felt a little moved.
"Be careful." Yan Chenghuai lowered his head and slowly put the porcelain cup back in his hand, frowning when he saw the tea on it.
"Big... Man, I have something here, you wipe it. Lin Nian hurriedly came to find a handkerchief, hiding the throbbing of his heart.
Yan Chenghuai looked at her appearance, chuckled, and there was a flash of light in his eyes.
When she lowered her eyebrows and handed the handkerchief to Yan Chenghuai, the latter had already sat back on the chair, calm and stable, just like her own home.
"So... What do you think? β
Elegantly put the handkerchief in his hand on the table, Yan Chenghuai raised his eyebrows.
It is easy to please God, and it is difficult to send God, Lin Nian Nian gritted his teeth:
"My lord, you give me a reason to live with me."
"Otherwise, I won't be able to explain to my neighbors."
"Do you want a reason?" The smile on his lips expanded, and Yan Chenghuai made a contemplative gesture, "I forgot to tell you, Lin Niannian, the wolf grass poison in your body will attack from time to time, and only I have the medicine in my hand to curb your toxin!" β
Lin Niannian was shocked: "But didn't you say that wolf grass venom will only attack at the full moon every month?" β
"Lie to you." Yan Chenghuai took a long time, and he didn't know if what he said was true or not.
So this one is going to stay here.
Lin Niannian was silent, and suddenly felt the urge to lift a stone and shoot himself in the foot.
I knew that I shouldn't have helped him block that hidden weapon at that time, and I should have let this master fend for himself, but now it's too late to say anything.
"All right, sir." Lin Niannian sighed resignedly, "You said it yourself." β
"My home is simple, and if there is a place that is not well cared for, the adults will ask for more blessings."
Lin Nian snorted coldly.
"In that case." Yan Chenghuai stood up again, "Then you go out, Lord Ben is going to rest." β
"What?" Lin Niannian was almost suspicious of his ears, "You said let me out?" β
"But this is my house, where will I sleep when I go out?"
She almost doubted that she hadn't looked at the yellow calendar when she went out today, otherwise how could she have provoked this?
"I saw it just now, and you still have a wing room in your house."
"You pack up and live there." Yan Chenghuai was concise and to the point, as if he took all this for granted.
"You even know that?" Lin Nian was shocked.
Yan Chenghuai raised his head and glanced at her: "Could it be that you still want to live in a room with me?" β
"Lin Niannian, you are really bold."
He snorted lightly, Lin Niannian only felt that Yan Chenghuai at night seemed to have become more than during the day... Shameless.
But she didn't dare to say it anyway.
"Okay, my lord, you rest here first, and I'll leave right away, villain."
Lin Niannian couldn't hold his breath in his heart, and said three "good" words in a row.
"Good night, sir!" Showing an ugly smile to Yan Chenghuai with compassion, Lin Niannian "snapped" and closed the door again.
Yan Chenghuai was the only one left in the room.
The ink color was thick, and the smile on Yan Chenghuai's lips gradually put down, and the black eyes were surging with ink.