She saw Feng Hao silently turning the wine glass in his hand and not talking. She knew that he didn't want to say it, but she inadvertently felt a little aggrieved, and he still treated her as an outsider.
No, she is an outsider, love-person, bed-companion, but she is not a lover.
She still remembers that the first time she saw him in "Qingyou Garden", he was so cold. His perfect facial features were always cold, and his eyes were also full of biting coldness, as if he was a lone person sitting in a high place in the ancient hall.
Wang, it seems like a big iceberg that cannot melt in the deep sea.
At that time, she would never have thought that her future would be controlled by this man. She would never have thought that this man's favor would be so unextinguishable, and she was even willing to be addicted to it.
"You will know in the future!" Feng Hao took a sip of wine and replied calmly. When talking about why they called him an adult, they must mention the Phantom Alliance. The cruelty, conspiracy, and bloodiness in it are not Xia Yucheng.
He would not tell her about what she could understand and accept without having completely had a heart-to-heart talk.
Seeing that he didn't want to say it, Xia Yucheng must be a little uncomfortable, but thinking about it, what kind of relationship they had, he quickly felt relieved.
Perhaps, the things and experiences that this man buried in his heart are only willing to tell his beloved woman!
Obviously! She is not!
Unable to help, a wave of inexplicable regret hit her heart.
...
They sat in the bar for a while before they left.
The lights of the ancient town at night are blurred, and the outlines of the stone archways, ancient towers, ancient bridges, and ancient houses are all decorated with colorful colors. Various kinds of flower lanterns are hung under the front porches of the houses on both sides, outlining the soft and beautiful lines of the ancient town.
Walking in the streets and alleys, the sound of silk wind music floated from nowhere, and lingered in the air of the ancient town.
Xia Yucheng then hummed a few words lightly, suddenly ran a few steps, turned around and faced Feng Hao: "Stand there, don't move!"
Feng Hao stopped, and Xia Yucheng smiled at him, then performed a common movement of a flower actress in opera, and then she began to sing:
"It turns out that the colorful flowers are blooming everywhere, and it seems that they are all given to the broken wells and dilapidated walls. What is the sky? Whose courtyard is enjoyable and enjoyable? The morning and evening roll, the clouds and green pavilions, the rain and wind, the smoke and waves painted boats, the brocade screen people are so beautiful.
This time is cheap…”
It turned out that she sang the popular "Shomon Dreams. Soap Rou" in the Kunqu opera "Peony Pavilion".
Under the light, her delicate facial features were covered with a faint layer of light and shadow. Her movements, eyes and singing style were very beautiful, and the whole person gave people the feeling of being so subtle, delicate and elegant, charming and dignified.
Ancient town, melodious silk tube, and a singing with a round and round voice...
At this moment, it seemed as if time was going back, and everything poured into the distant, unpredictable and intoxicating dreams.
After the song was sung, Feng Hao was a little stunned. He had never thought that Xia Yucheng would have such a side.
"Do you like it?" Xia Yucheng jumped in front of him and looked at him with a smile, which was completely different from the gentle and elegant she had just now.
"Yeah! It sounds very nice!" He was a little dazed. He stretched out his arm and hugged her in his arms, leaned down and kissed her lips. She might not know how touched that little song touched him so much.
The heart.
His little beauties are indeed the most beautiful, elegant, cleanest and most touching woman in the world.
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