This fox demon, this fairy took it

Luo Yu curled his lips into a chuckle, his watery eyes were soaked in wine, he looked at everything at the banquet that was not clear, and slowly pulled out a scroll of calligraphy and painting from the sleeve of his robe, and handed it to Fang Ling. In front of him, he said in a voice without ups and downs: "It's a small gift, Luo is clumsy, I hope my brother-in-law will not be offended!"

"Brother~! Brother's words are wrong, courtesy is light and affection is heavy! Besides, brother takes care of Yiyi at home, and all matters big and small are left to Yiyi. This love is more precious than all treasures!" Roy with a delicate face stretched out his slender hands to finish the picture scroll, and slowly opened it. Fang Ling looked at the calm person in front of him, feeling slightly uncomfortable.

Luo Yu, you actually don't show any displeasure to me!Fang Ling said angrily in his heart, his eyes swept across the scroll inadvertently, the people on the screen did not attract Fang Ling's attention, but the words in the corner made people tremble.

"I wish to win the hearts of the people, and the white heads will not be separated." Luo Yu slowly stood up and leaned over. The woman sitting next to Fang Ling gave a surprised appreciation, and then heard his brother continue to say: "May my sister and Fang brother Qinse Harmony, respect each other as guests, grow old together. "

Luo Yu's voice was almost accurate, afraid of revealing his heart, afraid that the person sitting in the main seat would not hear it.He didn't know if he really let go, and subconsciously wanted to leave the table early, away from the couple who were the most important existence to him.

But that sentence made the needle in their mutual hearts pierce deeper and harder.

After the banquet was over, all the villagers went home. Luo Yu, who was left in the mansion, got drunk again today, and was helped to walk to the lotus pond in the backyard.

The evening breeze was blowing, mixed with the fragrance of lotus. The man in red with thin sleeves and black silk draped his shoulders stood among the flowers shrouded in the moonlight, like a picture scroll of misty rain and confusion.

"It's a pity that it was transplanted from another place, and it will wither soon!" Luo Yu knelt down, staggered due to dizziness and almost fell into the water, her long sleeves rippled and pushed the lotus leaf forward a little.

The servant next to him originally wanted to remind Ye Han of Lu Chong, but he stared at the man in front of him in a daze, forgetting his etiquette status and the words he wanted to remind.

He was one of the group of people that Fang Ling re-recruited after Fang Ling sent out all the servants in the Fang Mansion.

But he had already heard anecdotes about his young master and young master Luo's. The young master Luo's beautiful appearance is really comparable to that of a heavenly being, absolutely not like anything in the world, and more beautiful than any woman.

But when I really looked at this person closely, it was as unreal as looking at a flower in a fog.

How can there be such a man, who is more palpitating than a fairy.

"Young Master Luo, Yehan is dew heavy, you should rest earlier!"

The night is cold and the dew is heavy, it is really cold.Luo Yu scooped up a handful of clear water, quietly watching the water flow down from between his fingers.

What belongs to you is your own after all, not your own, no matter how you think about it, you can't get it.

He—Fang Ling, Luo Yu couldn't get it, and couldn't keep it.

The man's water-like eyes were soaked in dense fog, reflecting the beautiful and soft moonlight, as if they were as moist as the dew turned into when the dawn came. Could it be the blood and tears in his heart?

"Young master, the wind is blowing, let's go back.

"Where are you going back?" Luo Yu propped up his body, turned his back to the boy, his voice returned to the soft and calm of the past, hiding the grief in his heart.

Tonight is a happy day for my beloved sister and the man I love the most, it's fine if I can't be happy with them, why am I still here to add to the sadness?You should be happy, right?But why do I feel a little bitter in my heart?

On the other side, the tent is warm in the spring night, the beer wine is warm and fragrant, and the firelight on the red candle is beating restlessly, stirring up the dense aroma in the room.The woman dressed in bright red sat peacefully in the tent, her clenched pink fists trembling nervously.

"Miss, this incense ash. The woman on the side leaned over to remind, but saw the woman in the tent suddenly lifted the gauze curtain, glaring angrily: "Take care of your mouth!If someone who shouldn't know finds out, I want you to look good!go down! "

She doesn't allow anyone to tell the truth.Because she can't bear other people's different opinions.In fact, she knew in her heart that her current husband didn't love her, and the person he loved was her brother.

But since she couldn't help falling in love with him the first time she met, she must get him, no matter what method she uses.

No matter who Fang Ling once loved, but he is her husband now, she wants to get him, whether it is from the heart or from the body, she wants to get him!

But this overly strong fragrance, which seduces people's desires, whose ambition is floating in the dark fragrance, who would not know?

Fang Ling sent those annoying elders away, and then was distracted by a group of followers. Looking at the dangling red candle in front of him, the corners of his mouth inadvertently curled up, and he walked into the house in three steps at a time.

The sweet and greasy fragrance that hits the face, penetrates into the bone marrow, soaks in the limbs, and the fragrance successfully provokes the dryness and heat in the heart.

The effect of the spirits had already begun to take effect, all that appeared in front of Fang Ling's eyes was Luo Yu's all-powerful face, and all that flowed in the air was his unique smell, but people were intoxicated by it and could not escape , I couldn't help but want to hug him, hug him tightly.

"Yu'er." Fang Ling softly called the name of the person in his heart, stepped forward to lift the curtain, but without waiting for the other person's answer, he put his arms around the person's waist and leaned over to press him.

At first, Fang Ling didn't know that the person he was close to was not the one in his heart, until the softer and softer body under him let out a delicate whisper.

Fang Ling was stunned, staring blankly at the person below him, and when his mind was very unclear, he reluctantly remembered that the person below him was not Luo Yu, but his sister Roy.

Looking at the woman below him, Fang Ling frowned, got up and moved away from the hot body, picked up the cold tea cup on the table, and splashed it on his face.

The woman looked in surprise at the man who was already some distance away from her, and her eyes gradually covered with mist covered the haze deep in her eyes.

"You know, I don't like you. I married you just to shut up the elder's mouth and solve the predicament of our two families. I don't have any thoughts about you. I plan to send you out of here soon, and I hope you are outside Find a good husband to live your own happy life." Fang Ling stood up and tidied up his messy clothes, looking coldly at the beautiful woman on the bed.

Fang Ling was originally full of guilt towards Roy, but now after seeing what the woman did, Fang Ling re-examined the woman, and disgust gradually rose in his eyes.

"No! You like me, you like me! You like me. It should be me!" The man's every word hit the woman's heart like ice grains, and it was warm and fragrant. The room suddenly became cold.Muttering in his mouth, he was unwilling to admit the fact that he already knew.

Fang Ling looked at the almost crazy woman in front of him, and his heart was filled with disgust and disdain.He said word by word: "You have to know, because you have lost my goodwill and favor for you since you lit the incense, so I will never fall in love with you!"

"You. The woman's eyes widened. She sat up and looked up and down at the cold man in front of her. She didn't have the manners of a lady at all. At the end, she sneered at the corner of her mouth: "Is it really as they said, you have Long Yang, you just like it man? "

"What's the matter with you."

"Is it really my brother? Are those rumors true?" I still don't give up in my heart, hoping that the truth is not what I think.Hope my guess is wrong.

"What's the matter with you."

"Because he is my brother and my closest person, and you are my husband. Husband." Roy looked at the back of the man outside the door and cried, but still couldn't call him back.Because when she burns incense, she is doomed to lose his qualification forever.

Luo Yu returned to the arranged place, a quiet and elegant courtyard with a simple layout, just like Fang Ling's straightforward character.

The unclear vision at night gave him the vague illusion of being hugged by Fang Ling that night for the first time. Luo Yu sat on the marble threshold of the door, looking up at the dark night sky.

Luo Yu folded his arms around his chest, the wound on his heart was tearing and hurting.There are still marks on him that haven't completely faded.

Even if the traces on the body are faded, it will not fade until the moment it disappears completely, and the wound in the heart will not heal completely.

Luo Yu didn't know why he was so sad, it seemed to be the dull pain in his heart when he was drowning.Is all this pain just because he started to indulge?

Speechless, he rubbed his sore eyes and leaned against the lacquered wooden door, refusing to fall asleep.

Just like that, I knew the early morning with my eyes open, but the man who hugged him was gone by my side.

You see, I just talked about the mood, it is impossible for us, there is no result.

It was only early in the morning when Luo Yu woke up again, the sky was still pitch black, and the scenery in front of him was drowsy, just like what he said at this time, but the sky will eventually light up, and the road in front of him will only get narrower and narrower. Fight against the rules of this world.

Suddenly there was a movement from the eaves, and Luo Yu looked up vigilantly.

He hid behind the screen next to the bed and observed what was about to happen, only to see a man in black descending from the sky, and then slowly leaning towards his bed.Finally, when the man lifted the quilt and found no one, Luo Yu came out from the dark.

Although he already knew who the visitor was at this moment, he still had a cold face and said coldly: "Brother Fang didn't go to accompany the bride on the night of his wedding, what are you doing in my rough man's room? There is nothing that Brother Fang covets is hidden here. Even if it is, this is your own home, you can come and go whenever you want, why choose today."

"Oh? Really? There is one treasure that I'm afraid I won't be able to steal again after today." The voice from the darkness said so.

"Is there such a thing?" Luo Yu twitched the corners of his mouth, turned his back because he was still angry, and looked at the bright moon that had not yet set.

"That's my Yu'er's heart!" Fang Ling came to Luo Yu's side in three steps at a time, and hugged that distressed man.

"You. Luo Yu lowered his head, not looking at the person in front of him.

"When you live in my new bedroom, you are mine."