Here it is again, the slow, play-like tone of irony and tentativeness.

Auntie was unguarded against every inch of her skin.

She happened to be on the water, and the sound of water was murmuring in her ears, and she felt that there was a water snake swimming slowly approaching her side.

There was a sudden chill on her wrist, and Auntie's heartstrings seemed to be broken, and she exclaimed to shake off the seeping coldness.

Then he grabbed his wrist.

Auntie's heart was beating wildly, and she couldn't hold her hands and retreat until her back hit the edge of the boat.

Behind is the lake, and ahead is him.

In a dilemma, Auntie seemed to return to the last time she was on top of the high pavilion, and she was pressed against the railing by him.

The gesture is extremely intimate, but it is frightening.

She could only repeat her old tricks, pretending to be ashamed and afraid, and she insisted on leading her words in an outrageous direction, and said with her eyelashes trembling: "Husband, you don't want to be on the boat...... No, it's ...... immoral."

Hearing this, the young man's hands tightened.

He didn't respond, and the hand that was holding her folded into a circle, like a lock, locking her wrist.

Not strong, but not resistant.

As if afraid that she would escape.

It was like he was afraid of hurting her.

The breath as clear as bamboo approached and encircled her, and Auntie's whole figure was entangled by poisonous snakes, and she stiffened her neck, not daring to move.

He came closer.

The boat shook slightly, the lake water patted the bottom of the boat, and the clear voice was mixed with the subtle sound of the water, which was delicate and dangerous: "Don't be afraid, I'm not like Meng Lang, I just want to tell Madame,

"I and the one you once knew me,

"Probably, not the same person."

Auntie was like a thunderbolt, and her wrist slammed into it.

Such a warm voice, such a sincere tone, but said words that could defeat her.

It's like a cold sword kissing on the side of the neck.

Because of shock and fear, Auntie was a little out of strength, and she couldn't raise her voice.

But whether he said this to be tempting, teasing, or had other intentions, in case he was really not Jiang Hui, it would be inappropriate for her to show too much fear at this time.

Let's play dumb for now.

She softened her stiff body and asked ignorantly, "Husband, what are you talking about?" ”

This time, the person who doubted was replaced by him: "After going down the mountain, didn't Madame ever be suspicious?" ”

Auntie became more and more distraught: "What are you suspicious of?" ”

He said lightly: "Suspicious of me." ”

Auntie pretended not to understand: "Husband, I don't understand, I ...... Why should I doubt you? ”

The chuckle of the youth was like the wind and mist.

This laughter made Auntie's heart even more confused, did he see that she was pretending to be stupid? Or rejoice in her trust?

Or is it just laughing at her innocence?

When his thoughts were in a mess, the young man spoke again: "After coming down the mountain, do you think my temperament has changed greatly? ”

Auntie slowed down, knowing that she couldn't tell the truth at this time so as not to make him vigilant, but if she didn't notice it, she would be too stupid to treat him, she tilted her head and thought seriously: "It's a little changed, but isn't it because of the reunion of Xiaodon't?" It is said that Xiao Beisheng is a new love, you and I are newly married, and it is not surprising that you talk more after you come back. ”

She gradually calmed down, without the fear of Fang Cai, and even the acting was full of true feelings.

Yan Shuheng rubbed her wrist and laughed silently.

He didn't know much, and he couldn't dispel her doubts by seeing the moves, so he could only attack the heart.

She should take advantage of the fish's fear, but she has not yet planned to close the net when the fish is dead, otherwise if she continues to play tricks, she will only be more sober, and then throw out some questions that he cannot answer, which will be self-defeating.

It's boring to say anything.

Yan Shuheng's banter dissipated in his eyes, and he looked down at her gently: "Yes, Madame is right." When I came back from nine deaths and a lifetime, I saw that you had a sense of loss and regain, and it was inevitable that there would be more words, but there were other reasons. ”

Nine deaths, one life, lost and regained.

These two sentences fell on Ah Ji's heart, and she was untimely and sad, she suppressed these emotions that were easy to disturb her reason, and asked: "What is the reason?" ”

The young man's hand around her wrist tightened and loosened, as if there was something unspeakable: "It's really hard to speak." ”

Auntie persuaded softly: "Don't worry, husband, since I believe in you, I won't blame, even if you deceive me, you must have a hard time, and I may be able to share it for you if you say it." ”

Bitter, these two words tossed silently on the tip of Yan Shuheng's tongue, and he recalled her gentle tone that seemed to be inclusive of everything.

If he had been the Assassin, he might have been deceived by her gentle tactics, but fortunately he wasn't.

After spending a few days together, he would not think that she was nothing more than a frightened white rabbit, and it was obvious that she was coaxing the crow under the tree to open its mouth to pick up the fat in the other's mouth.

There was more restraint and connivance in his eyes, and he whispered, "I did lie to Madame before. ”

The thin wrist in his hand trembled slightly.

His tone was more gentle: "Because of my identity, I am used to not smiling, so when I first met, the me you saw in your eyes was not the real me."

"After I am pleased with you, because I regard you as a goddess of Luoshui, I dare not talk much when we get along, and I am worried that you will think I am offensive and rude, so I deliberately keep my distance. Of course,"

He laughed self-deprecatingly, seemingly helpless.

"There are also some teenagers who are angry, thinking that only by deliberately being cold and alienated in front of the person they like can they make themselves more mysterious in her heart, so as not to disgust her by being too flattering, and think that my heart is too cheap."

In response to his true feelings, the girl's slightly open lips and long silence were answered.

Auntie thought about many possibilities, but she didn't expect it to be like this, and she was stunned for a while: "So, so? ”

"Madame, listen to me first." His tone was quite uncomfortable, "Because I deliberately pretended to be cold, over time, you thought I was born indifferent, and I also thought that what you liked at first was like me, for fear of revealing your true nature and boredoming you, so I had to continue to wear a mask until I returned from nine deaths this time, and I found it back when I saw my wife." ”

Auntie couldn't believe it, and she wanted to laugh a little.

"So ......"

Was she influencing him to be himself before?

Thinking of Jiang Hui's face as indifferent as snow, and his face was indifferent to her teasing, but there was a villain cheering and snickering in his heart, and thinking of the earlobe that always betrayed him, Jiang Hui was indeed that kind of person.

Grandma couldn't hold back and laughed out loud. felt inappropriate, changed his serious rhetoric, and deliberately asked him distressedly: "Is it because you like me that your husband is tied?" ”

Yan Shuheng looked at her with a smile, his eyebrows were raised lightly and quietly, and he couldn't help but extract the forbearance hidden in her words from the gentle appearance.

His eyes were smiling, but his tone was uneasy: "If Madame doesn't like me now, I can also be like before,

"As long as Madame likes it."

Auntie lowered her eyes weakly.

Why she "liked" him at the beginning, Jiang Hui didn't know, but she knew it herself.

Seeing that he was weak-tempered, he thought that although he liked her, it was not to the point of suppressing his nature for her. Now listening to his confession, Auntie realized that her husband's affection for her was ......

It seemed deeper than she thought.

He was even willing to abandon himself in order to please her.

Auntie felt the guilt of sin.

I don't know if it was out of guilt or other emotions, she held his hand: "Husband, I was impressed by your character at the beginning, I liked your cold on the outside and hot on the inside, not your indifference on the outside. ”

She said from the bottom of her heart: "I can't hide it, in fact, I prefer my current husband, and I get along more cordially and gently, besides, you know, I like to listen to your voice very much, and I used to rack my brains to tease you to say a few more words." ”

These words are not flattery, when they first met, Auntie was a little afraid of the faint chill in his eyes.

Until he spoke.

Such an indifferent person actually gave birth to such a good-sounding voice, which was both warm and slightly alienated.

It's like a crystal clear jade.

Because of this warm voice, such an indifferent person also became gentle, and occasionally she dared to play tricks on him secretly.

Her praise pleased Yan Shuheng, and he even smiled in his voice: "Just treat Mrs. as a praise for 'me'." ”

Auntie relented.

This person is also too unconfident, and he doesn't even dare to be proud of being praised by his wife.

Like a child, she coaxed softly: "I'm just praising you, my husband's voice is like a heavenly sound, unparalleled in the world." ”

But Auntie also retained a little sobriety, and in order to ensure that nothing went wrong, she said with a smile: "Fortunately, my husband explained to me today, otherwise I would have to suspect that sooner or later the person next to the pillow will be changed." ”

She rubbed her brow, pretending to be distressed.

"It's okay if you don't say it, but as soon as you say it, I'm suspicious of you, what should I do......"

Although they were both sitting, Yan Shuheng sat casually, while Auntie was half-kneeling, and the difference in posture just made up for the difference in the size of most of the heads between them.

The two looked at each other, Yan Shuheng smiled, and looked at her through the silk cloth on her eyes.

Little fox, he said in his heart.

He loosened the grip on her wrist and instead picked up the long strand of hair that had fallen from behind her ear again, and smiled indulgently, "How do you want to prove yourself as a husband?" ”

Auntie was also thinking.

He thoughtfully offered advice: "I remember that my wife once said that she had seen a mole the size of a mung bean on my chest, and in this case, it is better to choose a day than to hit the day, it is better to test it now." ”

After he said this, he didn't have half of Meng Lang, but like a brother who gently connived at his younger brothers and sisters to make trouble.

Auntie heard the sound of her robe rustling, and hurriedly held him down: "Don't ...... This is outside, after all, the husband has an official position, wouldn't it be said that it would be said? ”

She smiled: "I was just joking, but I didn't expect my husband to take it seriously, if I don't give you a chance to prove yourself, I'm afraid that even if I believe in you, you will be uncomfortable, so it's better to go back and talk about it." ”

If it was really a little fox, Yan Shuheng shook his head helplessly, and said with a smile: "Madam really understands me." ”

Not long after, the two went ashore.

On the way back, we passed through the downtown area.

The sky in August was unpredictable, Yan Shuheng raised his eyes to look at the dark clouds overhead, there happened to be a vendor selling umbrellas in front of him, and he patted Auntie on the shoulder: "I'm going to buy an umbrella." ”

Breaking Mist, who was silently following behind him, wanted to go on his behalf, but Yan Shuheng refused with a smile.

He kept an eye on Auntie as he picked up the umbrella, and when he let go of her hand, she was on guard, and the market became an embattleground for her.

He picked out the umbrella, motioned for the guards to pay, and was about to go back, when he heard Auntie exclaiming: "Husband! ”

Yan Shuheng turned around suddenly, and saw a young woman in front of Grandma who was about to pull her with a happy face, while Grandma was full of vigilance, and called out to him while quickly retreating.

When the woman saw that she was frightened, she exclaimed with guilt: "It's me! Mrs. Li! ”

Sounds like someone you know.

But Auntie couldn't remember who it was for a while, her hand was held, and a familiar voice came from her side.

"I'm here, don't be afraid."

Auntie was relieved at this time.

She smiled in the woman's direction, "I don't have a good memory, who are you?" ”

The woman's eyes fell on Yan Shuheng's face, and then fell on the hands of the two of them, her eyes full of confusion.

"Lady, you're not Jiang-"