"What's wrong?"

Leng Yuhan paid the old man money and whispered in Mo Yuzhuang's ear.

"Someone is following!"

In the reflection on the sugar man's bright face, a pair of falcon eyes were facing Mo Yuzhuang. Mo Yuzhuang looked back and looked around the crowd, but could not find those cool eyes, nor could she feel the shadow behind her just now.

A breathtaking air-conditioning.

"Haha, are you afraid of death?"[

Holding Mo Yuzhuang's hand and walking into the crowded crowd, Leng Yuhan just smiled and asked an irrelevant question.

In the small town of Luoshui four years ago, there seemed to be a man who asked himself this question a second before facing death. Leng Yuhan remembered that his answer at that time had only one very courageous word, "Afraid!"

Then, he covered his eyes with a white gauze to block the blood from where he could see it.

Four years later, Leng Yuhan looked back and wanted to ask this man the same thing, because now, he was no longer afraid.

What about him?

After experiencing life and death, will he be afraid?

Do you still want to go hand in hand with me?

In the world of love, there are too many uncertainties. Everyone who is in love cannot help but ask and confirm again and again to calm the uneasy feeling in the heart that cannot be soothed by physical entanglement.

"Haha, scared!"

Holding Leng Yuhan's hand tightly, Mo Yuzhuang replied with a single word, his voice was so soft that only Leng Yuhan could hear it.

"Oh? You Lord is also afraid sometimes?"

Leng Yuhan was surprised, not seeing any fear on Mo Yuzhuang's face.

"Of course. I'm afraid you won't be able to let me leave you!"

Standing firm, Leng Yuhan bumped into Mo Yuzhuang's arms. Mo Yuzhuang stretched out his arms, hugged Leng Yuhan's body, rubbed him towards him, and gently picked him up.

call!

Leng Yuhan's footsteps left the ground, and her body floated in Mo Yuzhuang's arms. In this bustling market with a sea of ​​people, Mo Yuzhuang quickly lowered his head, lightly tapped Leng Yuhan's lips through the veil, and hugged her.

In the cold rain and cold, I walked slowly and leisurely on the street.

"Yuzhuang, let me down!"

People on the street looked at Mo Yuzhuang's shocking act in public. Some were shocked, some covered their lips and snickered, and some pointed at Mo Yuzhuang's back. Leng Yu

Han heard the passers-by's whispered words and hid his face in Mo Yuzhuang's arms, not daring to see anyone.

"Haha, don't let go!"[

The air-conditioning in the crowd would occasionally appear. Mo Yu, with light makeup and lips, leaned over Leng Yuhan's ear and murmured, "If they like to watch, they will watch. If there are too many people watching, it will be detrimental to us.

It’s hard to start.”

"Huh? Oh!"

Leng Yuhan put her arms around Mo Yuzhuang's neck, with a little disappointment on her face. Did you think Mo Yuzhuang knew how to be romantic? It turned out to be to prevent the people following them from attacking them in the dark?

"Yuzhuang, I am hungry."

Walking from the street to the end of the street, the snacks placed on the roadside made Leng Yuhan feel hungry and looked at everything that was delicious.

"Haha, we're just ahead!"

Mo Yuzhuang put down Leng Yuhan, and Leng Yuhan followed Mo Yuzhuang's gaze and looked over, hmm?

Nan Ming came around the right way, parked the carriage in front of the door, and stood waiting outside the door.

"Come in!"

"oh!"

Mo Yuzhuang was in front, Nan Ming was behind, protecting Leng Yuhan in the middle, and walked into the restaurant. Leng Yuhan looked back and forth at the decoration in the restaurant. It was exactly the same as two years ago, and there was no change.

It is elegant and magnificent. It is a place where rich people spend their money.

"What distinguished guests would you like to eat?"

As the receptionist walked up to the private room on the second floor, the waiter who was responsible for serving the private room made good tea for Mo Yuzhuang and Leng Yuhan. It was the famous Xuanzhao tea they drank two years ago: Yiyexiang.

"Muhe mutton, chestnut black-bone chicken, flower pancake! One portion of Tedan flower and white fungus soup, three portions of white rice."

Without asking for Leng Yuhan's opinion, Mo Yuzhuang directly told the dishes, but unexpectedly they were in line with Leng Yuhan's wishes.

"Yuzhuang, how do you know which dishes I want to order?"

"The last time I came here, Yan'er only used her chopsticks for these three dishes."

Mo Yuzhuang skimmed the green leaves from the tea cup for Leng Yuhan and said lightly.

"Haha, Yuzhuang's heart will move me!"

"Um!"

The voice of the answer was lighter than the previous sentence, and Mo Yuzhuang's face did not change much.[

That's just a habit, a habit of remembering everything that a woman likes.

The hot dishes were brought, and Mo Yuzhuang put them on the plate in front of Leng Yuhan. During the whole process, without saying a word, Mo Yuzhuang's eyes stayed between the dishes and the porcelain plate, without looking at Leng Yuhan.

Yuhan glanced.

Leng Yuhan ate the meat that Mo Yuzhuang carefully picked and removed the bone spurs, feeling in her heart the honey that was sweeter than any candy.

The richness gathers in the bottom of my heart and will not fade for a long time.

"Does Yan'er plan to go directly to the palace to see Murong Qiulian?"

After the meal, Mo Yuzhuang didn't eat much. She only took in half a bowl of rice. Her appetite was not as big as Leng Yuhan's. She didn't know whether it was because she had a bad appetite or because she had an emotional problem.

"I would like to visit the leader of the Ye clan first and see what his attitude is like!"
Chapter completed!