Chapter 380, a day of leisure, the feelings of a young woman
Taihu Lake, Wei Garden.
It has been ten days since Ah Fu left, but it was as if he suddenly disappeared. There was no news anymore, and the phone was always turned off. Di Cheng couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. After all, for me now, secretly sending messages is always a bit risky.
, he was really afraid that something might happen to Ah Fu, and he was also worried that the so-called 'Tianmen' was a wrong 'friend'.
Sitting under the ancient locust tree in the yard, Di Cheng sat cross-legged in silence, feeling the bleakness of autumn, listening to the fluttering leaves, slowly adjusting his breath to return to peace, and recalling the fighting moves that often flashed through his memory.
Not far away, Mu Qiaoyun was sitting on a rocking chair, looking at Di Cheng absentmindedly. Today she was wearing a loose woolen coat, her long hair was tied up casually, and her beautiful face was wearing very light makeup, making her elegant and soft.
, dressing up at home has a special charm and intoxicating temptation.
After several months of getting along and accompanying each other, Mu Qiaoyun's care became more and more attentive and considerate. I don't know when, she herself felt that the so-called 'gratitude' had changed a bit. She often felt dazed.
She was often distracted, often hugging her knees and looking at the moon at night. This feeling made her upset, but she gradually became addicted.
I don’t know which night, a word suddenly appeared in my mind - love?!
This was just a strange man, a man who suddenly broke into her life, but he gave her a special attraction. The more they got along with her, the stronger the feeling became, making it difficult to extricate herself. It was not because of the extraordinary explosive power, but because of
A feeling, a flavor.
Love? This is a feeling that even her husband has never given her. This is a feeling that she thinks she will never touch in her life, but it takes root in her heart while they get along quietly.
As a strong woman, a married woman, when feelings come, when affection appears, she may be more direct and proactive, even if her thoughts are a bit conservative.
It's a pity...
Mu Qiaoyun knew that he did not belong to her, and she was not qualified to ask for anything. She could only accompany her silently and bless her silently. Perhaps, being a sister was also a good choice, at least she could find an excuse to see each other in the future.
Meet.
"Have you contacted Ah Fu?" Di Cheng opened his eyes and quietly watched the dead leaves falling in the yard.
Mu Qiaoyun flipped up the messy hair, looked away, and calmed down: "I contacted you this morning, but the phone is still turned off. I checked my bank card account, and there is still a balance of 200,000 yuan on it, which means that Ah
There is still a possibility that Fu is still alive. If we wait a little longer, maybe Fu has already come into contact with the top management of Tianmen, but for some reason, he had to give up the phone number."
"There are still twenty days before the wedding. I'm worried that Ah Fu's disappearance will attract the attention of the Yang family and cause some trouble."
"Don't worry about this, I will help you cover up the past. The Water Dragon has already gone to sea. This time it is a trans-oceanic transport. It will take at least twenty days. I have added Afu to the sailing list."
"You seem to have something on your mind?" Di Cheng stood up and moved his body, curled up one knee, stretched his right leg forward, pointed his toes, and slowly squatted down, looking for the feeling of power flowing in balance and softness. After a short period of stillness,
The strength of his left knee suddenly exploded, and his body shot straight into the sky like a bow and arrow.
Four meters high in the air, it shot in a straight line, as fast as thunder, and as nimble as a fox, and landed silently on the top of the ancient locust tree. The movements were gorgeous and shocking, enough to shock anyone's visual nerves.
Mu Qiaoyun was no longer surprised by this kind of action that went against human common sense. He gently rocked the rocking chair and said, "Fan Fan has never seen anyone during this period, and sometimes he sneaks out secretly at night."
"Fan Fan is an ancient spirit and likes to be naughty and playful. What are you worried about?" Di Cheng's toes of his left foot were pointed at the intersection of the branches. His body was curling up, keeping still in a straight line. His arms were paddling slowly, sometimes stopping, sometimes moving, sometimes moving.
A sudden explosion, causing an explosion of air.
Every move, every moment, perfect!
"I asked Fanfan, and she said that there is a little sister at home who likes to play hide-and-seek, and she likes to follow. But in our family, we are either teenagers or babies, so how can we have a little sister? I saw her playing hide and seek a few days ago.
I made a wooden doll, and it was so lifelike that I almost thought it was a real person. I don’t know why, but I always feel scared in my heart. When I heard what she said... I felt... a kind of scary feeling..."
"Doll?" Di Cheng opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a faint touch, but when he looked carefully, he found nothing.
"Although that girl Fanfan is small, she is very naughty, and there are lakes everywhere in the garden. I am worried that something will happen to her." Mu Qiaoyun's beautiful eyebrows were a little worried. She had always treated Fanfan as a daughter, and I was really worried that she would accidentally be careless.
To be hurt, to be touched.
"Next time you see her, bring her here. Doesn't the little girl like to play with me? I'll keep her company."
Mu Qiaoyun smiled slightly, and the young woman's charm was like a cellar of fine wine, with a mellow aroma that was overwhelming: "Okay, Fanfan and you are very close, and I have liked to stick to you from the beginning. Facts have proved that... children have very good intuition."
Di Cheng smiled and suddenly rose up, like a falcon spreading its wings, spinning rapidly in the air, landing deftly, squatting down, and releasing all his strength. For ordinary people, an action that may directly lose their lives, for those who have basically recovered,
For Di Cheng, it is no longer difficult. His skills, strength, and experience make it easy for him.
"Are you assassins so agile? If you all participate in the Olympics, it will definitely cause a sensation." Mu Qiaoyun stood up, picked up a wet towel and handed it to Di Cheng. In fact, she wanted to wipe it with her own hands, but in the end she restrained herself.
live.
"I'm a little curious about my identity. This movement... is incredible." Di Cheng took the towel, and the faint fragrance made him feel relaxed and happy. He couldn't help but joke: "Isn't this what you use for bathing?"
"You...are asking for a beating." Mu Qiaoyun's pretty face was covered in blush.
Di Cheng wiped his sweat, walked under the ancient locust tree, picked up the teacup and took a sip of water: "What's for dinner? I'm obsessed with your cooking now. You said that I would marry into the Yang family in the future... I can't get used to the food there.
What to do with the food?”
Mu Qiaoyun said angrily: "You used my tea cup!"
"Really?" Di Cheng looked at the cup, and there was a faint lip mark on the side.
Mu Qiaoyun didn't bother to argue with him: "Eating vegetables and fish soup for lunch is good for your health. Let me correct you, you are marrying Yang Yu, not Yang Yu. A grown man can have some ambition, okay?"
"You haven't answered my question yet. What if I can't get used to it?"
"Get used to it slowly, and don't expect me to be your cook. But if you come back to see your sister, and if I'm in a good mood, I can satisfy you."
"Then I have to come often. How are the preparations for the wedding going?"
"We have almost prepared everything at home. Anyway, they are all things sent by the Yang family. They paid for it and they thought of the design. We are just starting out. But you, where are the manuscripts sent to you? Don't make a fool of yourself then.
.The Yang family is a big family, and it is said that even some provincial and municipal leaders will go there."
"On the spot, what I pursue is naturalness." Di Cheng secretly sneered, whether that night was a wedding or a battlefield, there was no telling.
Mu Qiaoyun said seriously: "I would like to remind you that weddings are sacred to everyone, and they are not just muddle along. If you really like Yang Yu, then conscientiously complete this wedding. If you don't like it,
Just don’t get married so irresponsibly.”
"I know, my sister." Di Cheng reached out and hooked Mu Qiaoyun's chin, and couldn't help but pinch it again, huh? It's smooth and soft, and feels good.
"You! You even dare to eat your sister's tofu, no matter how big or small." Mu Qiaoyun wanted to open Di Cheng's hand in shame, but he took it and pulled him outside.
"Hey, what are you doing? Let go." Mu Qiaoyun struggled hurriedly with a tender face.
"Hold on, there are so many scruples between siblings." Di Cheng didn't care. He just pulled him out and asked casually: "Why don't you sleep in my room during this time?"
"Humph, that's a nice thought. I used to take care of you, but there was nothing I could do about it, but it's different now. You're almost recovered. What if..."
"What if?" Di Cheng felt that it would be good to bicker with a young woman occasionally, at least to relieve his anxiety.
"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you. Hey, let go. What if someone sees you?"
"It's okay, I'm not afraid."
"Of course you're not afraid!"
"Are you afraid? What are you afraid of?"
The two of them left the yard chatting and arguing. The autumn wind blew, dead leaves fell, and the ancient locust trees swayed slightly, creating a somewhat desolate atmosphere.
In the side room, by the window, a red figure stood quietly, watching silently, with a look of indifference and a hint of moisture in his eyes.
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