Graceful spring color

In the evening of early summer, facing the afterglow of the setting sun, tourists were walking through the crowded streets, and the sounds of various hawkings kept echoing in their ears. The shouts of the vegetable seller and the shouts of the egg seller were intertwined, seeming to form a catchy and beautiful piece of music.

The windows connected to the inner street of Lang Pavilion are decorated with layers of gauze, which makes people imagine endlessly. Through the tulle, you can see that the house is filled with screens made of beautiful jade, beautifully carved mahogany tables, and expensive vase decorations.

However, the noble young master sitting in these golden carvings was flying up and down with the fan in his hand, as if he was trying to suppress the anger in his heart.

"Mr. Lang, you've been here all day. Let's go~ It's almost dark today. Maybe Yue Girl was caught up in something, so she didn't come to keep the appointment." Song Shan cautiously consoled her.

Young Master Yan closed his fan and made a "pop" sound, which frightened Songshan and took half a step back.

He seemed to be looking straight ahead, but his peripheral vision frequently glanced at his husband's face.

Seeing him frowning and tightening his lips, Songshan wailed silently in his heart: "Moon Girl, please come quickly, saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda!"

Maybe God really heard his prayer.

A sudden knock on the door shocked him.

"anyone there?"

Songshan was so grateful that he almost burst into tears. He quickly ran to open the door, shouting as he ran: "Someone~Someone~"

As soon as she entered the door, Xie Fengyue saw Songshan's expression was strange. She raised her eyebrows, took off the curtain hat and handed it to the broken branch.

She walked to the table and sat down, and poured a cup of tea for the silent Gongzi Yan with familiarity: "You've been waiting for a long time."

Gongzi Yan's expression was hidden in the shadows, and he looked uncertain, but his voice was like a clear spring in the mountains: "Wei Zeng, I have only arrived not long ago."

Xie Fengyue breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "Is there anything important you want to do with me today?"

"Can't you find the girl now that she has nothing to do? I was the one who was abrupt."

Xie Fengyue sensed the strange aura in his words, but she didn't know where his aura came from, but she understood that now that she was on Gongzi Yan's pirate ship again, she could only say: "How could I be like this?" As for what I'm thinking about, I just think that Lang Jun must be busy with official affairs after coming to Shengjing, and if he took time out of his busy schedule to come to see me, he must have something important to discuss."

Gongzi Yan raised his eyes and glanced at her coldly, his eyes suddenly became strange.

She knelt and sat in front of her, her back straight but with an imperceptible tremor. Her long hair was slightly messy, her porcelain white cheeks and lips whiter than snow.

For a moment, he didn't know whether he should ask her if she ran upstairs or if she was sick.

He was angry: "Why are you so slovenly? But you are not at all like you were in Chen County."

Xie Fengyue did run over. The location of Baozhuang Pavilion in Shengjing City was so good. There were too many carriages coming and going, and the street was blocked. When she saw something was wrong, she ran over with broken branches. Once she entered the door, she couldn't care about anything else. I can only pretend to pour tea for Gongzi Yan, and give her a cup too.

She was a little surprised. It was because she had let her hair fall loose, which made people feel that the description was incomplete: "Mr. Sir, please forgive me, but I was rude today." As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to straighten her hair.

Young Master Yan just finished listening with an expressionless face, and when he saw her raising her hand to stroke her hair and turning her head to look at him with her beautiful autumn eyes, her heart trembled for no reason.

Her face is like the moon, her eyes are like stars, and her lips are painted brightly. Her bun is slightly loose and her clothes are wrinkled. When she raises her face to look at people, her appearance is as demonic as a fairy, and her soft eyes are like spring water. Her face was red from shame, but she didn't look bad like this. Instead, she had a sense of beauty that could be ravaged by others.

Most of the young master's energy was gone.

"Sit tight."

Xie Fengyue stopped arranging her hands and sat upright on her knees, looking like she was listening attentively.

"How are you prepared?"

Xie Fengyue knew in her heart that he was talking about meeting her mother and brother, but she just didn't want to tell Gongzi Yan.

So she used her usual trick. She took a deep breath, tears welling up in her eyelashes. Seeing the displeasure in the young master's eyes, she pretended not to see him. "I know that Mr. Lang asked this question because he was afraid that I would get into trouble. But Mr. Lang, you should also be considerate." I, I used to be a pampered daughter from an aristocratic family. After a big change, I ran away all the way and finally settled down. I must have wanted to have a peaceful life for a few days. Anyway, they are in the city, so they are not far behind in these few days. "

Young Master Yan was suspicious, but he was still attracted by the beauty. He looked away and said, "Then don't be impulsive. Your own safety comes first."

Xie Fengyue smiled miserably, and her voice was like crying: "What do you mean, Sir? Could it be that my mother and brother will kill me to silence me."

"Ahem." Gongziyan hasn't seen her look so delicate and soft for a long time, and he can't adapt to it for a while. "You should be more normal."

Xie Fengyue turned a deaf ear and still looked at him with a look of tears.

Gongzi Yan admitted defeat: "Okay, okay, I won't ask anymore. Anyway, you just have an idea. If you have anything, just send me a message."

When Xie Fengyue mentioned the message, she thought of the snow-white carrier pigeon: "Langjun~"

Gongzi Yan intuitively told him that something was wrong.

As expected, Xie Fengyue was sitting on her knees, supporting the desks with both hands, and leaned forward. Her waist was as round as a water snake; her jade breasts were as plump as the clear snow on the mountain.

This appearance shocked Young Master Yan and leaned back a little unconsciously.

"I think your husband's white dove is very smart. I don't have anything to offer, so I have to break branches and run back and forth to deliver messages to you. How about"

Before she could finish speaking, Gongzi Yan interrupted: "Sit down, and that's it..."

Xie Fengyue smiled: "Thank you, Sir. I will be obedient at home and wait for Sir to give orders before taking action."

Gongzi Yan had long forgotten what he wanted to say, and ran out of Lan Pavilion as if running away.

He only felt that Xie Fengyue today made him feel like he had returned to Chen County.

It’s hard to erase the beauty’s grace~

In Lan Pavilion, Xie Fengyue leaned against the window and the railing, drinking the cold tea in his hand.

What she said today was just because she realized that Gongzi Yan might have been waiting for a long time. She could get a glimpse of it from the expression on Songshan's face when he opened the door and the cold teapot in his hand.

Now, her only reliance in Shengjing is that he and Gongzi Yan work together to mess up Mrs. Xihua's plan.

She couldn't risk offending the unpredictable Young Master Yan.

Then he could only rely on her appearance. Anyway, Gongzi Yan was already greedy for her body.

Haha~ Men are nothing more than stroking their hair and doing whatever they want.

In the carriage, Songshan had a dark face.

"Lang Jun, those snow pigeons are just a pair. You have raised them for ten years, and you just want to break them up and give them away?"

Young Master Yan closed his eyes and leaned against the car wall to fall asleep. He was too lazy to respond to Songshan's words.

In his mind, there was only Xie Fengyue's beguiling face and her snow-white breasts.

He may be crazy.

When I write about the interaction between the male and female protagonists, I get stuck

I love writing plots ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh