Cannon fodder love rival of Jackie Chan Aotian

Wen Yanke clenched the jade pendant Wu Tang gave him, and when she looked up, she saw a man standing at the door.

The man was tall, broad-shouldered and long-legged, and he had to bend slightly to enter the door.

It was snowing outside at some point. The man was dressed in a thick black fox fur, with brocade-patterned soap boots on his feet. It looked like a nobleman's attire.

A little white fell on his shoulders, and the servant behind him hurriedly stood on tiptoe to brush the snow off.

His duck-black hair was tied up with a jade crown, which blended with the fur of the fox fur, which set off his brows and eyes coldly, his white skin seemed to be sickly, and his pair of eyeballs were terrifyingly black.

He seems to be afraid of the cold, and the layers of clothes on his body are quite complicated.If an ordinary man dressed like this, he would definitely look bloated and vulgar.But not only does it not show at all when worn on him, but it carries a grace and nobility that ordinary people can't match.

The man walked over step by step with a chill in his body. When he lowered his eyelids, he looked like a cheetah dormant in leisure. Just one glance would make people's hairs stand on end. He had an aura acquired from years of high positions.

Wen Yanke closed her eyelids and lowered her eyes, she recognized him.

Two days ago, he wanted to visit the Hou's mansion, but the servant at the door accepted the words of the mistress and pretended that he was not there. Seeing that he had been guarding the door, the servant cursed impatiently. Just returning to the mansion, the servant was afraid that his lack of eyesight would offend the man, so he pushed him in a hurry.

Wen Yanke was a scholar, and was accidentally pushed to the ground. At this moment, he saw the man passing by him on a horse, as if he hadn't seen him at all, and the horse's hoof kicked up the dust on his face.

Before he came, he had made sufficient preparations, and he had a thorough understanding of the details of the people in the mansion. He naturally knew that he was Yuji, the grandson of the Hou Mansion. Wei, naturally knew that the woman standing beside him was Yu Ji's cousin.

"Why are you here, cousin?" Wu Tang was originally sitting at the head of Wen Yanke's bed, but at this moment she stood up, her heart skipped a beat when she saw his gaze, maybe it was because of the hairpin skirt on him, or maybe it was the day He also had a dramatic illusion in his heart at this time because he heard two passages that looked like stories from a storybook.

It gave him a weird illusion of being caught and raped in bed.

The voice of Wu Tang's last two words gradually faded away. It was really difficult for him to call Yu Ji his cousin. It seemed that because he knew that Yu Ji was a woman, he felt very uncomfortable when he saw her, and instinctively wanted to dodge. The opponent's line of sight.

"Seeing that you haven't gone back for a long time, I'm afraid that something will happen to you." Yu Ji's gaze fell on the half of the red rope exposed in Wen Yanke's fist, curled his lips, and walked over to sit on the embroidered pier that Wu Tang had just sat on.

He was much taller than Wu Tang, and when he sat on the embroidered pier, the space around him seemed cramped, and he felt like he couldn't stretch his legs.

But the most important thing is that Yu Ji's position at this time is just right for Wu Tang to be stuck between him and the bed.

Wu Tang was too close to Yu Ji, and was suddenly attacked by the cold scent mixed with the chill on his body, and the roots of his ears turned red.

He hurriedly wanted to step out, but because of the hem of his skirt, he couldn't stand firmly, and he stumbled and sat on Yu Ji's lap.

Wu Tang fell down and couldn't sit still, Yu Ji's upper body was wrapped around his waist and he came back.

Wu Tang was pulled forward by Yu Ji, his left hand subconsciously propped up on Yu Ji's chest, while his right hand flew into the air and hugged Yu Ji's neck, and was beaten by the snow accumulated on his fox-fur collar trembling.

Wu Tang was stunned for two seconds, staring at Yu Ji in a daze. In front of him was Yu Ji's multiplied beauty, and his dark, bubbling eyes.

There was only one thought left in Wu Tang's mind, that he was so close to Yu Ji, and even sat on his lap!

After Wu Tang noticed the position of his hand, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his face turned red at a speed that was visible to the naked eye but slowly. He almost stood up from Yu Ji's lap and staggered back to a position three feet away. , not daring to look at Yu Ji's face anymore, she bowed her head in shame and apologized repeatedly.

"I was really careless... It's all my fault, I'm really ashamed..." Wu Tang's whole body was almost red like a shrimp, and his words were incoherent without logic, and the back of his hands twisted into twists behind his back.