"Qing'er, why are you walking around outside alone in this big night? What about Brother Fengtang? Why doesn't he stay with you? He asked again.

Yang Ruoqing said: "I'll go to Lao Chen's house to exchange for my mother's house." ”

"Old Chen's family?" Mu Zichuan raised his eyebrows.

Then I thought of the words that my mother chatted with him during dinner.

The old Yang family is going to have a happy event again, and Qing'er's mother, as the third daughter-in-law of the old Yang family, is justified in helping in the past.

Qing'er went to change her mother and came home, and it was a matter of course.

"I'll accompany you for a while this big night." He said.

Yang Ruoqing hurriedly said: "It's okay, you don't need to accompany ......"

"What, for fear of being seen walking with the two of us, gossiping?" He asked with a sideways look at her.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "We are not afraid of crooked shadows, not afraid of gossip!" ”

"That's worried that Tang Yanzi will see it and be unhappy?" He asked again.

Yang Ruoqing directly threw him a roll of the eyes: "The more you talk about it, the more outrageous it becomes, Tang Lingzi is not like you said, he believes me!" ”

Mu Zichuan hooked his lips: "In that case, why don't you dare to let me send you a paragraph?" From here to Lao Chen's house, there is a long way to go! ”

With that, he turned around and walked forward with his hands behind his back.

Yang Ruoqing had no choice, so she had to follow.

"Hehe, I thought you didn't dare to keep up, but you still followed?"

He glanced sideways at her and said playfully.

Yang Ruoqing sighed lightly: "Hey, I have scruples, but my scruples are not anything else, but you!" ”

"Me?"

He hooked his lips, and the interest in his eyes became even stronger.

"What do you fear of me?" He asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "The protagonists of the happy event tomorrow are Narisong and Yang Ruolanye. ”

"People in the village, who doesn't know that Yang Ruolan liked you in the past, and you didn't marry you......"

"Oh?" Mu Zichuan's steps slowed down, and his slender and beautiful fingers lightly touched his jaw.

"So, you don't want me to send it, it's because you are afraid of me, and you are worried that I will hurt the scenery and hurt the spring and autumn, right?"

After some thought, he asked her.

Yang Ruoqing nodded truthfully.

"Some time ago, I was still crying and shouting that if you are not married, you will be a concubine for someone else in the blink of an eye, or enter the door with a son."

"I'm afraid you'll be annoyed and won't be able to save face......" she whispered.

Try to be mindful of your phrasing and remove words that sound a little sharp.

Her good intentions, Mu Zichuan is so smart, how can she not feel it?

"Qing'er, you're too worried."

Mu Zichuan turned around and looked at her head-on, his gaze was more gentle and warm than the moonlight overhead.

"So far, there is only one person in this world who can touch my joys, sorrows, and sorrows except my mother."

He said in a deep voice.

"That person is you."

"As for Yang Ruolan, or other Li Ruolan, Zhang Ruolan or something."

"For me, it's just a passer-by who meets in Pingshui. Who marries or who marries has nothing to do with me, and I don't care what others say behind their backs. ”

"So, don't worry about me. Understandable? ”

After listening to his words, Yang Ruoqing was stunned.

I don't know how to get back and forth to him.

"Okay, let's go, go early and come back early."

Mu Zichuan said, resolutely turned around and led the way in front.

Looking at his thin, slightly lonely back, Yang Ruoqing sighed secretly.

Pressing down on the chaotic thoughts, he chased after him.

Along the way, the two didn't communicate a word.

"The front is the courtyard of the old Chen family, and I will send you here."

Mu Zichuan stopped and said to her.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "You should also go back and rest early." ”

She walked towards the courtyard of Lao Chen's house, and had just taken a few steps when her voice came from behind her.

"Qing'er, wait a minute!" He said.

"What's wrong?" Yang Ruoqing stopped and asked.

He frowned, a tangle on his face.

He ...... Is it good for you? Mu Zichuan asked.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned.

His brow furrowed even tighter: "I remember you said something to me before, and if you think about it, it seems to make sense. ”

"You say, there are two things that are most precious in the world."

"One is that you can't get it."

"The second is loss."

"Now that he has really got you, is he still as good as ever to you?"

He asked again.

This time, the question was clear and clear, even if she was an idiot, she could understand it.

She curled her lips and smiled, and looked up at him seriously.

"Zichuan, thank you for your concern."

"Tang Yanzi is a crazy man who spoils his wife, and he has always been very good to me." She said.

Mu Zichuan pursed his lips.

Although this was the answer he wanted to hear, when he actually heard it, he couldn't help but feel a bitterness in his heart.

"That's good."

He said in a deep voice.

"If, I mean, in case ......"

"If one day he treats you badly, you don't have to force yourself to do it."

"Look back, and I'......," he continued.

"Hiss......"

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing secretly took a cool breath, and subconsciously took a small step back.

looked at the scholar in front of her, who was clearly very thin and thin, and she could knock him to the ground with one hand.

She suddenly felt a sense of fear.

She is married, why doesn't he give up?

This mind is like a vine.

Even if she crackles and slashes with a steel knife in her hand, she keeps chopping, and his mind will grow wildly.

I'm really scared!

"Haha, Zichuan, you're really getting more and more humorous."

Yang Ruoqing used the killer trick of pretending to be stupid.

"Aren't you good brothers with Tang Lingzi, why don't you even dig into the corners of your brothers? This joke is not authentic! ”

"Qing'er, I'm ......"

"Okay, I'm here, you can go back quickly!"

She patted him on the shoulder angrily, and walked away quickly.

As he passed by him, he smelled a faint scent of her.

The smell was a little different from the one she had smelled on her before.

However, it is even more sultry.

It made him feel refreshed, and at the same time couldn't help but want to sniff a few more sips.

Mu Zichuan couldn't help but stretch out his hand and grabbed Yang Ruoqing's arm.

"Qing'er, I'm not joking, I'm serious!" He said.

"Even if you get married, marry Luo Fengtang as your wife."

"As long as you nod, I, Mu Zichuan, am willing to wait for you and be your spare tire......"

Yang Ruoqing's face darkened, and she pulled her arm out of his fingers.

"Sorry, I don't need a spare tire."

"Because only a broken car needs a lot of spare tires."

"I have Tang Lingzi alone, this life is enough."

"So Mu Zichuan, if you still want me to be your friend, in the future, please don't say these words that cross the line."

"This time, I can pretend I didn't hear it, but it's the last time."