The evildoer is in love with the beauty and the beauty is proud of the sky

Chapter 362

And what did he just do?Are you confessing to her?Such an obvious confession did not say that I really love you, but just said, how about we two get married?
Xiaoxue was silent, and she didn't know why she didn't refute this guy in the first place, telling her that it was impossible, she needed time to think about what happened to her heart?Did you get sick after meeting him?
Seeing that Xiaoxue didn't respond, Jun Qingchen's slender and powerful arms gently wrapped around her shoulders, and a pair of charming eyes glowed with starlight, falling softly on her body, no, he was looking at her fixedly Eyes, opened the mouth and said: "Not as the young master of the Jun family, but I hope you can look at me."

Xiaoxue's pupils dilated instantly, this person really...

——Not as the son of the Jun family, but looking at myself.

There was such a person who once told her, and there was also such a person who confessed to herself very humblely, but at that time, she was so firm and refused, but why she hesitates now, she can't hesitate, no matter the person in front of her People, the same person as before, she can't be tempted, because once tempted, she will be sad, she is afraid of pain, especially the pain in her heart.

Feeling overwhelmed, Xiaoxue concealed her gaffe and distraction just now, took a step back immediately, and said in a low voice: "Master, please don't confuse me by saying such words, I still like to call you 'Master', and please don't say such things. In the joke about our marriage, I don't think the young master can make decisions about his own marriage, the young master should not talk about impossible things, otherwise I will be angry too!"

Jun Qingchen's eyes darkened slightly, his long hair brushed across his face instantly, and he sighed lightly and said, "I really think we are a good match."

"Then, son, what is your actual age?" Xiaoxue covered her small face with her cold hands, and the temperature on her face began to drop slowly in an instant. It is no wonder that such a question popped up suddenly. It is impossible to judge his actual age from his appearance. After all, this person is so beautiful that it is impossible to tell how old he is.

"Age?" Jun Qingchen turned around, lay lazily on the fence, and murmured: "Yes, age, I am about 20 years old this year, so what about Xiaocha? Xiaocha's age is how much?"

"I, Xiaocha is less than 16 years old this year, so my lord, there is a difference in age between us and we are not suitable for being together." Xiaoxue said calmly, it seems to be a reason, although it is very bad Bad reason.

Not caring about Xiaoxue's words, Jun Qingchen looked sideways at Xiaoxue whose back was facing him, raised the corners of his lips and said, "Has Xiaocha heard of the marriage between the new governor of Chazhou and the second son of the Nangong family? He seems to be about the same age as us!"

"Ah, is that so, the new governor and the Nangong family..." Xiaoxue didn't listen carefully at all, and was just about to say it casually, but she didn't realize it before she finished speaking. She immediately widened her eyes, turned around and opened her mouth wide. He looked coldly at the beautiful boy in front of him.

I saw him with a calm face, but there was something in his eyes that she couldn't read, and it was so thick that she couldn't melt it.

Xiaoxue turned her back to him again, thinking to herself, isn't she the new governor?What happened to the marriage with the Nangong family? Why did she never know about it? She didn't agree to it. How could such absurd marriage happen? She would never agree to it.

The two were speechless all the way, and finally returned to the inn.

The sun is thin and golden, the dew is flowing in the morning, and on the bank of the smoky and emerald lake, the pond is full of dew-covered lotus leaves, winding and charming, overlooking the gorgeous sky.

The newborn sunshine shrouded this ancient building. Through the mysterious branches, you can see many roses, thorns, and poppies. Surrounded by the beauty of this ancient building, the high gray city walls are covered with dark shadows. The green vines can almost surround the windows, and some have even got inside.

The most surprising thing is that the courtyard of this building is full of white poppies at this time, and the poppies in the wind still have a clear smile, pure and fascinating, delicate and silky white. Light, the deer on the petals are like crystals, refracting colorful brilliance in the bright morning sun.

This is a huge single mansion. Beside the gate of the mansion, slender and flexible poppy branches are vigorously climbing almost the entire carved iron gate. It is open and exudes a faint fragrance.

Not long after, there was a slight fluctuation in the air, the clear and transparent sound of the piano, hearty and dripping, clear and clear like a spring, the sound of the piano was murmuring, like a small stream flowing through the mountains, clear to the bottom, the water ripples Clear, the pebbles at the bottom of the stream are shining, as if every pebble has a little happiness and a little sadness.

The sound of the piano gradually entered a good stage, and suddenly there was a clear and ethereal singing voice added to it, so beautiful, so straight to the heart.

the blue sky is dazzling

My heart is also faintly aching

tears in his eyes
imagining him coming to me
been waiting since when
Because I don't know love, I don't know you

When will love come waiting for Gu rlove
can you come closer to me

My love babymysweetart...

In such a huge, gorgeous and luxurious mansion, there are only two people living here, and they will leave soon.

In a bedroom on the second floor, the boy on the bed was lying there quietly like that, with long rust-colored hair that was as soft as satin loosely scattered, a stunning face that could charm everyone in the world, and a pair that gathered the warm sun of time. Her brown eyes, her slender and tall figure, and her impeccable dark gown without impurities are like a poppy flower in the dark night, quietly releasing the gorgeous sadness.

The purple earring on the left ear of the handsome boy was shining with golden light, making it extremely coquettish.

The sound of the piano is getting weaker and weaker, and it is faintly incomprehensible. The singing has disappeared, leaving only the disturbing sound of the piano flowing in the air, which seems a bit depressed and lonely.

I saw the beautiful young man lazily lying on the bed slowly opened his eyes, a pair of brown eyes seemed to condense the bright light like stars, shining out of nowhere, making people sink.

The face of the mirror is crystal clear like night dew, soft and light like moonlight, mysterious and unpredictable like stars, it is an incomparable beauty.

(End of this chapter)