Quick Transmigration:He's Affected Again

Chen Yan smiles.

Close, Chen Yan subconsciously noticed the pattern on Liu Yingxue's belt.

The belt was embroidered with plum blossoms. The embroidery was exquisite. Chen Yan would notice that it was also because the embroidery worker and the pattern of the plum blossom were familiar. It seemed that he had seen it somewhere.

"If ah Yan is stupid, there will be no wise man in the world." Liu Yingxue said, seeing that Chen Yan's hair was disordered, he had to arrange his hair. Chen Yan dodged quickly, and Liu Yingxue didn't feel embarrassed. Even when Chen Yan wanted to go back to his yard, he followed Chen Yan and walked side by side. It was really harmonious to see his back.

However, Chen Yan felt uncomfortable and wanted to scratch his scalp to express his madness.

Chen Yan clearly said that he could go back to the yard instead of seeing him off. But Liu Yingxue seemed not to have heard of it. He still laughed and followed him back to the yard all the way. Chen Yan could not help but cooperate with Liu Yingxue to chat with each other along the way to maintain his own precarious politeness.

"Mr. Chen and the eldest lady are a perfect match. They are made by nature." Mo Yu put on a dress for his son, standing behind the threshold, drooping his eyes and laughing.

"Match..." Liu CI Han unconsciously repeated a sentence.

Thin body leaning against the door, looking at the more and more far away two people, a pair of light blue eyes in no mood.

"Yes, the eldest lady is always gentle. Such a woman must be liked by Mr. Chen." Mo Yu reluctantly smiles, and her fingernails fall into the palm of her hand.

"He..." Liu CI Han suddenly chuckled, "he once said that he didn't want to get married. He said he didn't like restraint and didn't want to be a vassal of women."

Such publicity and bright young people are different from those who have been taught to be dead.

Although he has never said anything to Chen Yan, he knows that the young man's heart does not like restraint and glory. From the very beginning, he envies his freedom and carefree manner. He knows that he can't do what Chen Yan does.

He cares about all the men in the world care about, about marrying in the future, and having a child of his own to let him stand in the backyard.

He is not naturally fond of pursuing glory, but born in this world, he can not avoid vulgarity.

In the middle of summer, even after a light rain, it was not cool. The sultry day made people feel sleepy. Sun Xifu, who was only favored by his master of music, was playing flute again. The bleak sound of the flute drifted into his ears. For the first time, Liu Cihan thought that sun was loved by the owner of the family, and his daughter was also promising. A lover like this would be a life without regret, But is he really happy? If you are really happy, how can you blow it out?

Mo Yu put down the blue bed curtain with light hands and feet, shook off the faint fragrance in an instant, and then walked out.

Liu CI Han lies on his side and sleeps in the past. In his dream, there is that young man's bright and open smile. The young man is standing upstairs, his eyebrows are bent, and the blazing sun is not worth half a cent of the youth.

As soon as the picture turns, it is the young man's enlarged face, and the soft lips, with the faint fragrance of gardenia, inadvertently sniff into the nose. I don't know which man's heart has been disturbed, and whose tender feelings have been stirred

When I wake up from the dream, I leave a heavy breath in the blue bed curtain. I don't know whose heart has been touched by a dream