Lou Zhentian loves his niece very much, but he has a soft ear, and the wind blows a lot on his pillow, so he does not take care of her as usual. In the past few years, she has been like an invisible person in the Lou family.
With Lou Kaiyang, few people came to see her.
Yun Buhui doesn't like to be disturbed and lives a more peaceful life, just as she wishes.
Wintersweet is in full bloom in the cold winter, and she likes to admire the plum blossoms by the lake. There is only one plum blossom in her small yard, which is not as good as on the shore. More than a dozen plum blossoms surround a small plum blossom forest. The scenery is pleasant and the fragrance floats.
The eldest young master of the Lou family, Lou Shaoqi, was passing by the shore and saw her standing under the plum blossom tree admiring the plum blossoms alone. He couldn't help but look at her more. He thought it was Yanran, but he didn't expect it was regret. The woman's perfect profile looked even more beautiful in the wind and snow.
Adding a layer of charm, the white skin dominates Xue Lingmei, she is leisurely and at ease, and her aura is compelling.
Yun Buhui is very beautiful.
Her figure is slim and graceful, her skin is like snow. As she glances at her, she is radiant and graceful, like the beauty of a winter plum on a branch, as bright as the bright moon, shining like moonlight, and charming.
As soon as Lou Shaoqi took a step, Yun Buhui frowned slightly and turned to look at the person who came. Lou Shaoqi was tall and burly, with a dignified appearance, wearing a black expensive cloak. Yun Buhui was about to say hello when Lou Shaoqi smiled and said, "
Cousin, are you admiring plum blossoms here alone?"
Yun Buhui lowered his eyes meekly, "Yes, I'm about to go back."
Lou Shaoqi's eyes were filled with salivation, and he rubbed his palms with a smile, "Cousin, the weather is so cold, why not go to my cousin's place for a drink to warm up."
Yun Buhui's smile was warm and soft, and his fingers were folded into the big cloak. His smile was like a spring flower in March, and it seemed to have an extra twinkling charm. Lou Shaoqi's heart skipped a beat when he saw it. He looked at the beauty under the flowers, and the more he looked at it, the more he looked at it.
The more pleasant it is.
"Cousin, Buhui doesn't drink well, and it's getting late, so I should go back." Yun Buhui saluted with a smile, blessed his body and walked quickly for a few steps, but Lou Shaoqi also grabbed his arm from behind.
"cousin……"
Lou Shaoqi stretched out his long arms and hugged Yun Buhui, his palm touching her soft lower edge. Yun Buhui narrowed his eyes and sneered. Lou Shaoqi only felt numbness in his arms and lost consciousness in an instant.
He opened his eyes wide in fear and glared at Yun Buhui. Yun Buhui looked at her blankly and innocently, with a gentle smile, "Cousin, what's wrong with you? Does your arm feel uncomfortable?"
"what have you done?"
Yun Buhui frowned aggrievedly, "Cousin, what are you talking about? Buhui doesn't understand."
"You..." Lou Shaoqi's right arm was almost completely paralyzed. When he swung it, severe pain spread. He knelt down and howled. The snow on the ground was deep. Lou Shaoqi rolled several times and his cloak was stained.
My arms were filled with snow and water, my arms ached and numb, and my body gradually became numb in the snow.