Disguised as a man: I am not your wife

Chapter 83 Don't Marry a Beautiful Wife

"Huaner."

When Huan'er heard Cangyu pronounce her name, her heart trembled, as if something was escaping the bondage bit by bit, and leaping out, she thought in her heart that this was wrong and impossible, while still Jumping for joy, scrambling to run towards the end of the bondage, gushing out.

She didn't understand that her lady would like the man next to her. She looked listless every day, she didn't dress up as well as this young man, and she didn't speak as gently as this young man. Seeing this young man reading with relish all day long , at first glance, he looks like a man who has read a lot of poetry and books, and his bearing is also extraordinary. No matter how you look at it, he is the best. What does the lady like about that man?

"Huan'er—"

Huan'er heard Cangyu say her name again, just two words came out of his mouth, like honey and sugar mixed, tender and sweet until it reached her heart.

"Huan'er—"

Huan'er thought happily, let's call it two more times, it's really nice, and I want to listen to it again, no matter how many times I hear it, I won't get tired of it.

Yun Zhuohua glanced inexplicably at the self-absorbed Huan'er, and looked at Cang Yu with his mouth curled up. It was enough to use beauty tricks on such a young girl.But Cang Yu returned Yun Zhuohua with a very helpless expression. He covered his lips and cleared his throat, his voice suddenly raised two points, "Miss Huaner——"

When Huan'er heard that the voice was wrong, she woke up immediately, "The servant is here!"

Cangyu couldn't bear her panicked look, but Cangyu had to make things worse, "My brother Yun doesn't like Meijiaren, thank you miss for your love."

Huan'er was just awakened by a thunderbolt, and now she was struck by lightning again. She stood dumbly, as if she didn't hear clearly, and asked a question from deep in her throat, "No, don't you like it?"

"My brother Yun, this son—" Cangyu pointed at Yun Zhuohua, "She doesn't like beautiful women, and she won't marry a beautiful wife, so I can only thank you for your love." This time Cangyu said very Slow, very solemn, not like joking.

"Don't like beauties?" Huan'er repeated in a daze, slowly but with a stiff smile, "Which man doesn't like beauties, sir, just kidding."

Cangyu looked at Huan'er's youthful and innocent appearance, and said with emotion, "How old are you, how do you know that all men like beauties?"

"Our master often says that a gentleman loves a beautiful woman. Our master is very beautiful, so many men like our master, isn't that the reason?"

"But there is one who is different, who doesn't like beauties." Cangyu pinched the tail of the fan and tapped it lightly. At the end of the thin sandalwood, the hero of this incident sat leisurely. "He doesn't like everyone's ladies or Xiaojiabiyu, especially Meijiaren."

Yun Zhuohua was holding a cup of tea, and just took a sip, the fragrance of the tea was still in his mouth, but he was savoring it. After hearing this, he looked up, only to find that two people, one tall, one short, one big and one small, were not in the same mood. Talk and just stare at her.

Cangyu only saw Yun Zhuohua's skin covered by his collar move slightly, and the tea slowly slid down. The sunlight pouring into the room through the eaves illuminated her up and down, and Yun Zhuohua took the teacup slowly. Putting it back on the table, he raised his eyebrows and glared at Cang Yu.

Yun Zhuohua thought in his heart, Cangyu still remembers the previous incident, although it is good for him to help her block the peach blossoms now, but it sounds so strange when these words come out of Cangyu's mouth.

(End of this chapter)