Yun Buhui was shocked, narrowed his eyes dangerously, then regained his composure and smiled softly, "Master Cheng, what are you talking about?"
"Don't pretend to be confused because you understand." Cheng Youtian snorted coldly. He stood with his hands behind his hands, standing in the snowstorm, tall and dignified, domineering and reserved, "I never thought that after traveling all over the country for so many years, I would mistakenly watch a movie about a little girl like you."
Yun Buhui knew that there was no need to beat around the bush when talking to Clever. Any excuse would be self-defeating. She simply spread her hands and said, "If an eagle catches chickens all his life, one day his eyes will be pecked by chickens. There is no way you can see it right."
You are not the only one who has lost your temper, so Master Cheng doesn’t have to worry about it."
His eyes darkened, and he smiled like winter. The wind was gentle and the clouds were light. Yun Buhui stood under the plum tree, his grace was scorching, and he was not afraid at all. He suddenly burst out laughing, and Yun Buhui's eyes flashed with displeasure.
"Yun Buhui, I suddenly regretted breaking off the engagement." Cheng Youtian said, his cold eyes blazing like a hunter's light when he sees his prey, and he thought to himself that if he married this girl, his life would be very fun.
Yun Buhui felt a chill in his heart, but smiled faintly on his face, "Regrets will not help. Master Cheng, cousin Yanran is unparalleled in talent and beauty. You are a hero and a beauty, a match made in heaven. If you marry her, you will feel
Breaking off the engagement is the best thing you have ever done."
Cheng Youtian snorted coldly, "Yun Buhui, it seems I underestimated you. You didn't want this marriage, but I made it happen for you."
"You are serious about your words. Marriage between a man and a woman is not sweet if it is forced. Since you don't want to, it will be granted to you if you don't regret it."
There was a sudden pain in her jaw. Cheng Youtian took a step forward and clamped her delicate chin, forcing Yun Buhui to look up at him. The girl's eyebrows were filled with anger, her cheeks were filled with anger, and her voice was cold and snowy, "Cheng Youtian, this is
This is Lou Mansion, if you want to marry Lou Yanran, you'd better not provoke me."
Cheng Youtian smiled with interest, put one hand around Buhui's waist, and pulled it hard against him. Buhui was forced to hit his chest, and he held him tightly in his arms. A strong manly breath hit his face and lingered on the tip of his nose.
If he doesn't go, he feels very angry in his heart. He can't break away. He raises his eyebrows suddenly, takes off his calmness, and says as sharply as a knife, "Let go!"
"Yun Buhui, do you think I can't marry Lou Yanran because I provoke you?" Cheng Youtian said coldly, and suddenly pushed Yun Buhui back. She hit the plum blossom tree, causing the flowers and snow to scatter in pieces, and the plum blossoms were flying.
A little bit of ice and snow splashed on the two of them, on their hair, and on their faces, the ice and snow quickly turned into ice water, and got coldly into their skirts. Yun Buhui shrank his neck and raised his hand to hit.
Cheng Youtian held her wrist and twisted it. Taking advantage of her, he lowered his head and captured her lips and tongue...