The God of Raiders dressed as Pan Jinlian

inside the room.

Wu Zhi, who was lying on the soft couch, felt the person on his body approaching slowly, and his tight jawline became deeper and deeper.

When the tail of the man's hair gently brushed his neck, Wu Zhi's hand and fingertips curled up slightly.

As if he didn't dare to look at Fu Zhenhong on his body, he kept looking elsewhere after he looked away.The eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the eyes drifted away, as if shy and green, but they didn't match Fu Zhenhong's eyes.

I don't know whether Wu Zhi's performance was mostly pretend or real, which pleased Fu Zhenhong very well, and made Fu Zhenhong want to amuse him a little.

So, Fu Zhenhong stopped when she brought her face close to Wu Zhi's fist.

His right elbow was pressed next to Wu Zhi's left face, and his five fingers were bent to support his temple, just admiring the tightness and helplessness that Wu Zhi showed from such a close distance.

Fu Zhenhong didn't speak, and just watched leisurely.

It wasn't until two seconds later that Wu Zhi felt his pause, and subconsciously turned his eyes back to his face, Fu Zhenhong asked deliberately: "What's wrong?"

Wu Zhi's lips moved slightly, trying to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

He looked at the man's smiling eyes, probably because he was a little tired after drinking rice wine, and the man's beautiful phoenix eyes were a little bit sleepy and lazy.

It seems that the lake water with shallow ripples under the clouds and mist reflects a hazy halo.

In the gentleness, there flowed out a temptation that seemed to slowly suck people in.

Wu Zhi could feel that the emotions deep in his heart were being mobilized by the other party.

Seeing that Wu Zhi was silent, Fu Zhenhong kissed Wu Zhi's chin in the next second.

Fu Zhenhong had done such a light kiss several times.

But every time he kissed Wu Zhi's chin like this, the other party would still be slightly taken aback.No matter how many times he experienced such kisses, Wu Zhi couldn't keep calm.

The smile in Fu Zhenhong's eyes grew stronger.

As for Wu Zhi, he thought that this time, the man on his body would be the same as every time before, and it would end after one touch, and then return to the normal distance with him.

But in the next second, to Wu Zhi's surprise, the man on his body not only did not move away, but directly covered his lips with his lips.

Suddenly, at this moment, Wu Zhi's pupils shrank suddenly.The warmth and softness of the lips made Wu Zhi's heart skip half a beat.

It is no longer a fake emotion.

Now, Wu Zhi was really shocked.

Really... felt the shortness of breath.

He smelled a faint, mellow smell of wine, and accompanied by the rich fragrance, it diffused from between the opponent's lips and teeth into his lips, and then slowly poured into his throat, flowing to his limbs and bones .

Not knowing whether it was because the presence of this fragrance was too strong, or because the touch on his lips was too soft, Wu Zhi found that his body temperature was rising rapidly again.

This is not a good sign for Wu Zhi.

This gave him the illusion that the initiative was taken by the opponent.

Although Fu Zhenhong couldn't be [-]% sure what Wu Zhi was thinking at the moment, she could guess some of it.

He saw Wu Zhi's real reaction in his eyes, then opened his lips slightly, and intentionally bit Wu Zhi's lower lip with his teeth.

His strength was neither light nor heavy, but it made Wu Zhi's body tremble for a moment, and his eyelashes trembled again.

Fu Zhenhong left Wu Zhi's lips, raised the end of her eyes slightly, and smiled like a cat that has done something bad.

...............

At the same time, Wu Song's side.

Holding the second letter, he has already walked up the stairs.

There are only three rooms on the second floor.

On the side near the stairs is an empty room that leads to things, the middle room is Wu Song's room, and Wu Zhi's room is the innermost.

Just as Wu Song walked through the middle room and was about to reach the window of the innermost room, he heard a low-pitched laughter coming from this room.

This laughter is light and charming, like a thin hook, making people feel itchy in the ears.

Almost in an instant, Wu Song recognized who the owner of the laughter was.He stopped in his tracks, standing where he was, thinking about whether to move on.

At this time, the most familiar voice sounded in the room...

"...you get up first..."

It was the elder brother's voice. The voice sounded a bit deep, and the timbre was a little more hoarse than usual.

And after this voice fell, another voice sounded...

"When you get up, I will naturally follow."

There was a slight smile in the speaker's tone, and his usually clear and pleasant voice now had a slight magnetism.

Wu Song couldn't help pursing the corners of his lips.

Standing where he was, he glanced down at the letter in his hand, then raised his head to glance at the open window obliquely in front of him, and the open door of the room further away.

To go forward, or to look back...

Wu Song thought for a second, and finally decided to move forward.

However, just as he took a step and walked to the window, he saw the big brother and Pan Jinlian who were being intimate in the room in a moment of inadvertent squinting.

Yes, intimacy.

At least in Wu Song's view, this is a kind of intimacy.

Inside the room...

Because of Fu Zhenhong's words, Wu Zhi really sat up in the position where Fu Zhenhong was lying on him.

And Fu Zhenhong, who was originally on Wu Zhi's body, also sat on Wu Zhi's waist|hip naturally because Wu Zhi got up.

So Wu Song, who was walking in front of the window, saw his eldest brother sitting with his back to him, and Pan Jinlian sitting on his body.

Wu Song froze.

He did not expect to see such a scene.

Because of the angle, he could only see the back of the eldest brother, while Pan Jinlian had one leg hanging casually on the edge of the soft couch, her arms wrapped around the neck of the eldest brother, and her hands were folded on the back of the eldest brother's neck.

Looking from his position, Pan Jinlian's legs were touching her elder brother's waist, although they didn't do anything, even though they were just sitting together.

But at this moment...

The two of them looked... they felt... close|intimate.

And the super vision allowed Wu Song to see the expression on Pan Jinlian's face very clearly, as well as the slight, inconspicuous redness on the other's fair skin.

Especially near the end of the eyes, the blush is light and diffuse, and the long eyelashes hang down, casting gray shadows that add a different kind of charm to this slightly drunken red.

Like a piece of Wang Yan wine, it makes people want to taste the fragrance.

Wu Song's ears suddenly filled with slight warmth, his handsome sword eyebrows frowned, and the hand holding the letter could not help but tighten a little.

His mood fluctuates.

It was at this time that Pan Jinlian, who was facing the window in the room, found him,

The moment the four eyes met, Wu Song was suddenly a little nervous, a kind of embarrassment and embarrassment similar to being discovered by peeping swept Wu Song's mind.

This made him feel a rare sense of helplessness.

Fortunately, soon, Pan Jinlian looked away from him.

But in the next second, before Wu Song heaved a sigh of relief, Fu Zhenhong put one hand on Wu Zhi's back, and then put his chin on Wu Zhi's shoulder.He turned his face slightly, put his lips close to Wu Zhi's ear, opened his lips, and slowly uttered two words.

Fu Zhenhong's voice was very soft for these two words.

Wu Song didn't hear what Pan Jinlian yelled in his elder brother's ear, but he understood the shape of Pan Jinlian's lips.

Pan Jinlian shouted——

"...Takero..."

Takero...

Wu Song's heart trembled suddenly. Both he and his eldest brother were named Wu.

At this moment, Wu Song had an illusion.

That's Pan Jinlian's call to Wu Lang, as if calling him.

What's even more absurd is that perhaps because when Pan Jinlian uttered the last word, the other party glanced at him casually, so when his eyes met the other's, Wu Song had a more serious feeling. Outrageous, and even more rebellious illusion.

That is……

It seems that the person who is embracing Pan Jinlian at this moment is also him.

Wu Zhi: "Don't tease me, let's read the letter first..."

Hearing the elder brother's voice, Wu Song woke up in an instant, his face turned pale, the absurd idea that occurred just now had too much impact on Wu Song.

He couldn't believe that he had such an illusion.

At this moment, Wu Song couldn't care less about thinking about other things, he was like a shameful voyeur, with a complicated heart, he left the scene in some embarrassment.

But Wu Song's departure did not affect Fu Zhenhong.

He didn't care too much either.

Fu Zhenhong still rested her chin on Wu Song's shoulder, listening to the cool silver mask on Wu Zhi's face.

"What letter?" Fu Zhenhong asked Wu Zhi, his whole body was like a boneless snake, he put all his weight on Wu Zhi's body, his expression was lazy, and his brows were full of turbulent colors .

As if afraid that Fu Zhenhong would fall, Wu Zhi stretched out an arm to wrap around Fu Zhenhong's waist. His palm was pressed against Fu Zhenhong's back, and Fu Zhenhong could feel it through the fabric of his clothes. The warmth in Wu Zhi's palm.

Wu Zhi said truthfully: "A letter without a signature."

Hearing this, Fu Zhenhong chuckled lightly, with a half-drunk face, and said slowly: "Do you dare to accept a letter without a signature?"

While speaking, the hot air sprayed from his lips fell on Wu Zhi's earlobe, making Wu Zhi's eyes deeper.

Fu Zhenhong said, "Open the letter and read it to me."

After saying that, Fu Zhenhong sat back on the soft couch.

Wu Zhi withdrew his empty palm, as if looking back, his fingertips rubbed slightly for a moment.

Then, under Fu Zhenhong's gaze, Wu Zhi opened the letter. After seeing the words written on the letter clearly, Wu Zhi's lips closed into a somewhat cold straight line.

Fu Zhenhong asked him, "What's in the letter?"

Wu Zhi lowered his eyes and said, "It was sent by the woman surnamed Xie."

"Oh?"

"In the letter, she invited you to attend the night banquet and lantern festival with her." Wu Zhi spoke every word very slowly, as if restraining some kind of emotional fluctuations.

"She only invited me?"

"Hmm." Wu Zhi's face under the mask darkened a little. If it wasn't for the inappropriate situation, Wu Zhi wanted to burn this unsightly letter to ashes immediately.

His eyes flickered slightly, and after quickly calming down, he looked up at Fu Zhenhong: "Will you promise her?"

Fu Zhenhong didn't answer, but asked back: "Do you think I will agree?"

Wu Zhi half-closed his eyes, and it took several seconds before he answered a few words: "I don't know."

This is not Wu Zhi's answer in disguise.

He really couldn't guess how Pan Jinlian would choose.

During these days of getting along, he has already understood Pan Jinlian's casualness and wantonness enough, so ordinary logic cannot be considered on Pan Jinlian.

Fu Zhenhong said, "I won't."

After saying this, Fu Zhenhong seemed to have thought of something again, and asked casually, "Are you literate?"

Wu Zhi said: "In the early years, I attended classes with Wu Song in the school."

At the end, Wu Zhi added another sentence: "When I was in Lin'an Medical Center in the past two days, I revisited some forgotten words."

Wu Zhi explained it very naturally, and Fu Zhenhong didn't ask any more questions.

Wu Zhi glanced at Fu Zhenhong, and said, "Show emblem clothes are required for the night banquet and lantern festival. After you rest, let's go to Jinxiu Pavilion to buy together."

Fu Zhenhong said indifferently: "If you don't want to go, just buy it for me."

Wu Zhi was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."

After the words fell, he said again: "Then I will go now."

Fu Zhenhong hummed, then lay on her side, facing the inside of the soft couch, obviously planning to take a nap.

Seeing this, Wu Zhi didn't say anything more. After he got up from the soft couch, he walked out of the room with the letter and closed the door of the room.

Wu Zhi, who went downstairs, saw Wu Song standing with his back to the stairs, holding a letter in his right hand hanging by his side, his eyes flickered.

Although when he was in the room just now, because Pan Jinlian sat on him, Wu Zhi's attention was almost entirely on Pan Jinlian's side, but Wu Zhi still vaguely noticed a slight noise outside the room.

Wu Zhi's gaze fell on the letter in Wu Song's hand, and a thought flashed across his eyes.

He walked towards Wu Song and asked, "Another letter has arrived?"

Hearing Wu Zhi's voice, Wu Song turned around.

For some reason, Wu Song felt a very subtle sense of guilt after meeting his elder brother's gaze.But soon, he suppressed this weird emotion, and replied, "It's also for Pan Jinlian."

According to his relationship with his eldest brother, he should call Pan Jinlian his sister-in-law, but Pan Jinlian is a man. If he calls Pan Jinlian his sister-in-law, Wu Song will feel a little awkward and feel that this is not appropriate, so he simply just directly by name.

Wu Zhi heard Wu Song's words, took another look at the letter in his hand, and said, "Give it to me."

Wu Song nodded and handed a letter to Wu Zhi.

Wu Zhi said: "I want to go to Uncle Zhao to buy Xiu Hui clothes first, and I will go upstairs to give him this letter later."

Hearing this, Wu Song wanted to say what the letter sender said to him at the door, but after meeting Wu Zhi's gaze, Wu Song's words came to his lips, and he swallowed them back at last.

Wu Zhi didn't seem to notice this subtle change in Wu Song, he signaled Wu Song to go to Jinxiu Pavilion with him: "I'm afraid you won't be able to wear the previous outfit, you need to buy a new one."

Reining in his emotions, Wu Song smiled and said, "I'll listen to elder brother."

Wu Zhi said: "Then let's go."

On the way to Jinxiu Pavilion, both Wu Zhi and Wu Song were very quiet.

It wasn't until he was about to reach Jinxiu Pavilion that Wu Zhi spoke first, breaking the inexplicable silence: "From now on, you should call him sister-in-law."

Who this "he" is is self-evident.

Wu Song pursed his lips slightly and replied, "Okay."

…………

Inside the Splendid Pavilion.

Since almost everyone bought the elegant emblem clothes for the night banquet and lantern festival in advance, there were not many people in the store.

When Wu Zhi and Wu Song went in, there were only two guests looking at the clothes.

Seeing the two brothers from the Wu family, shopkeeper Zhao turned his mouth up and showed a smiling face: "Da Lang, Er Lang, are you two brothers here to buy Xiu Hui clothes?"

Wu Song smiled slightly: "Yes."

Shopkeeper Zhao glanced at Wu Song up and down, patted him on the shoulder and said in admiration, "I heard that you have become an official of the county government, work hard!"

After finishing speaking, shopkeeper Zhao looked at Wu Zhi who was standing next to Wu Song, with a hint of concern in his tone: "Da Lang, how does it feel to be an apprentice in Lin'an Medical Center?"

Wu Zhi replied: "Very good."

Shopkeeper Zhao nodded: "Now that you are married and become an apprentice in Lin'an Medical Center, in the long run, it is indeed more honorable than selling sesame seed cakes. You are still very young, and you will have a brighter future when you learn the skills of practicing medicine in the future. "

Shopkeeper Zhao watched the two brothers of the Wu family grow up, and this concern is not adulterated.

After he finished speaking, he seemed to have thought of something, raised his chin, looked behind Wu Song and Wu Zhi, and asked, "Da Lang, why haven't you seen your pretty husband?"

Wu Zhi replied: "He drank some rice wine, he was a little drunk, and he is taking a nap in the room at the moment." Then, Wu Zhi walked to the place where the Xiuhui clothes were placed: "I will choose for him."

Shopkeeper Zhao nodded: "Okay, okay...then you should take a look."

After the words fell, shopkeeper Zhao whispered in Wu Zhi's ear again: "I only charge for the fabric."

Wu Zhi looked at him: "How can I do that?"

Shopkeeper Zhao glared at Wu Zhi: "Why not! On weekdays, you don't miss out on our family's sesame seed cakes, and a few days ago, Erlang even gave us fruits."

Wu Zhi wanted to say more, but shopkeeper Zhao stepped forward and said, "Let this matter be up to me!"

After leaving this sentence, shopkeeper Zhao continued to greet the other two guests.

Wu Songdao: "Brother, this..."

Wu Zhi glanced at the back of Shopkeeper Zhao, and then said to Wu Song: "Let's draft the Huifu first."

Wu Song is not particular about clothing and has no special requirements.He stood in front of a row of wooden racks hanging men's Xiuhui suits, and quickly picked out a dark blue Xiuhui suit based on his feeling.

Wu Zhi looked at Wu Song: "Have you chosen?"

Wu Song looked at the Xiuhui suit in his hand: "This is it."

Wu Zhi said: "Then you go and try."

Wu Song is fast in choosing clothes, and he is also fast in trying on clothes.Although this show emblem was more complicated to wear than ordinary clothes, he still changed his clothes very efficiently.

He walked out of the corner cubicle: "Brother, I've changed it."

Hearing this, Wu Zhi looked at him, looked him up and down, then nodded: "It suits you very well."

These words are not false words of Wu Zhi.

His younger brother was indeed handsome, tall and straight, with a tough face, and the dark blue embroidery on his body made him look dignified and free and unrestrained.

It's the kind that might make a woman who is waiting for a boudoir feel excited when she sees it.

Wu Zhi withdrew his gaze and picked up a purple Xiuhui suit.

Men's Xiuhui clothes are much simpler than women's Xiuhui clothes. Both the color and the patterns on the clothes are relatively simple.

Women's Xiuhui suits come in various colors.

The men's Xiuhui clothing only has three main colors: blue, purple, and red.

Generally speaking, most men will choose the first two colors, because these two colors are not picky.Although the red Xiuhui clothes are good-looking, there are not many people who can wear the men's red Xiuhui clothes without being tacky.

Wu Zhi himself chose a dark purple Xiuhui suit, and then chose a red Xiuhui suit.

Wu Song looked at the red dress in Wu Zhi's hand: "Is this for Pan...sister-in-law?" When Wu Song said the word "sister-in-law", he was slightly awkward.

But Wu Zhi adapted very well, he replied: "Red suits him best." After speaking, Wu Zhi was ready to pay the bill.

Seeing this, Wu Song asked, "Brother, don't you give it a try?"

Wu Zhi said: "No, the size of these two pieces is suitable."

Hearing this, Wu Song paused slightly.

That's right, since Pan Jinlian married her elder brother, it's normal for her elder brother to know what size Pan Jinlian wears.

Here, the two brothers Wu Zhi and Wu Song have bought Xiuhui clothes.

On the other side, in the largest inn in Qinghe County——

Xie Linge and Xie Lingshan were facing each other in the private room. The two sat opposite each other, staring at each other, as if they were secretly competing with each other with their eyes, as if whoever looked away first would lose the momentum.

Xiao Yan stood behind Xie Lingshan, looked at Xie Lingge, then at Xie Lingshan, and rubbed her fingers nervously.

She suddenly felt a little regretful, she shouldn't have allowed the young lady to mess around, let alone after the young lady messed around, facing the young master's suspicions, she had to tell all the things the young lady had done.

This is all right, neither side has benefited.

Xie Linge: "You are so capricious!"

Xie Lingshan: "Where do I have it?"

Xie Lingshan: "Why not?" As soon as he thought of the letter Xie Lingshan entrusted to Pan Jinlian, he wanted to pry Xie Lingshan's head open to see what was inside.

He really didn't expect that Xie Lingshan would invite Pan Jinlian to attend the lantern festival with her, and he also emphasized that it was just the two of them.

Not to mention that Pan Jinlian is already married, even if the other party is not bound by this level of identity, Xie Lingshan, a daughter of a family, shouldn't be so willful and impulsive.

You know, he heard from the people in Qinghe County that if a woman invites a man to the night banquet and lantern festival alone, it is tantamount to falling in love with this man and wanting to marry him forever.

As Xie Lingshan's elder brother, he can naturally feel that Xie Lingshan's concern for Pan Jinlian is more due to a kind of longing and admiration, rather than the kind of liking between a man and a woman.

But Xie Lingshan secretly kept it from him and asked the messenger to deliver the letter of invitation to Pan Jinlian.

And that's fine, but when Xie Lingshan was giving the invitation letter to the sender, someone asked casually, and she replied that it was an invitation letter.

This is not to be misunderstood by others.

As far as the people in Qinghe County are concerned about the speed of news dissemination and their thoughts about watching the show, there may be rumors that Xie Lingshan has a crush on Pan Jinlian tomorrow.

Especially since this letter was sent directly to the Wu Family, the person who received the letter might be Pan Jinlian's nominal "Lang Jun" Wu Zhi.

Xie Lingshan's act of acting impulsively without much thought will be harmful to both her own reputation and Pan Jinlian's.

After thinking about it, Xie Lingge looked at Xie Lingshan with a trace of disgust in his eyes.Xie Lingshan was born to the same father and mother as him, so why is there such a difference in IQ.

After reading Xie Lingge's eyes, Xie Lingshan, who was already a little depressed, suddenly became a little annoyed: "No!" She frowned: "And Xie Lingge, what kind of eyes are you?"

Xie Linge raised his eyebrows: "A look of disgust."

Hearing this, Xie Lingshan stood up suddenly, and habitually said the challenge: "Xie Lingge, I want to duel with you!"

Xie Linge sneered, resting his chin with one hand and said: "Come on."

"Apart from the pipa competition, when have you ever beat me?"

Xie Lingshan protested angrily: "Xie Lingge, this is Qinghe County, not the imperial city, I want to do what I want, you can't restrain me like before!"

Xie Linge raised his eyelids: "So what you want to do is to attend the night banquet lantern festival alone with Pan Jinlian?"

Xie Lingshan didn't understand: "Is there any problem?"

Xie Linge: "Pan Jinlian is married, aren't you messing around?"

Xie Lingshan didn't think as much as Xie Lingge did: "Where am I messing around?" She really wanted to do this, she just wanted to meet Pan Jinlian and spend more time with him.

The most important thing is that after that day, she deliberately inquired about Pan Jinlian's affairs, and found out that the reason why Pan Jinlian married the masked man selling sesame seed cakes was because she was tricked by the wife of the Zhang family.

Even though Pan Jinlian expressed closeness to the masked man Wu Dalang in front of everyone at that time, Xie Lingshan's intuition told her that things were not as simple as they appeared on the surface.

It doesn't matter whether she is capricious or self-indulgent, she just wants to see Pan Jinlian again, and wants to have a chance to talk to Pan Jinlian alone.

"Okay," Xie Lingge didn't intend to continue arguing with Xie Lingshan on this issue. After all, his sister was protected too well, and she was spoiled like a bully.

To put it bluntly, it's naive, but to put it bluntly, it's self-righteous stupidity.

Xie Lingge was about to change his mind, so he asked, "Then do you like Pan Jinlian?"

Xie Lingshan replied without hesitation: "I like it!" After finishing speaking, she looked at Xie Lingge: "Don't you like it?"

Xie Lingge paused when he heard the words, Pan Jinlian's face appeared in his mind, and then he knocked on the table with the folding fan in his hand, and corrected: "Now I am asking you."

Xie Lingshan said: "He plays the pipa well."

Xie Linge smiled angrily: "Just because of this, you like it?"

"of course not."

"Oh?"

"He's still good-looking." Xie Lingshan said, "Better than anyone I've ever met."

"shallow."

"Aren't you?"

"..."

Xie Lingshan snorted softly and said, "Don't think I can't see it, you are also very special to Pan Jinlian."

Xie Linge: "..."

So why is Xie Lingshan not sensitive where she should be, but why is her intuition accurate where she shouldn't be?

Seeing Xie Lingge's expression, Xie Lingshan knew that she had guessed right.She thought of her brother's reactions when facing Pan Jinlian that day in front of the biscuit stall. Xie Lingshan suddenly bent down, put both hands on the table, and looked at Xie Lingge who was opposite.

"Now I have enough reasons to suspect that the reason why you stayed in Qinghe County for a few more days is because of Pan Jinlian."

Seeing Xie Lingshan whose expression suddenly became serious and serious, Xie Lingge, who was guessed, frowned. He didn't understand that it was he who was condemning Xie Lingshan's irrational letter delivery behavior, but why he himself became The object of condemnation?

The onlookers watched the whole small banquet and saw this, and said silently in their hearts, the young master and the young lady are still very similar in some respects.

And Zhou Yu, who also watched the whole process, was drinking the tea in his cup calmly.

Compared with the unique painting style of the Xie family brothers and sisters, Zhou Yu, who was also sitting at the table, seemed a bit out of place in this table with his overly calm appearance.

He took a sip of tea, and before Xie Lingshan was about to continue asking questions, he said in a leisurely manner: "The letter you wrote later should have been delivered as well."

Xie Lingge nodded: "After I learned about the good deeds Xie Lingshan had done, I immediately wrote a letter of apology to make amends, and it should have been delivered by now."

At the end, Xie Linge muttered to himself again: "I don't know if he read it." When he said this, there was a hint of concern in his tone that he didn't even notice.

Zhou Yu glanced at Xie Linge, and then calmly withdrew his gaze.

After Zhou Yu's interruption, Xie Lingshan also forgot about the questioning. She turned to Xiaoyan and said, "I heard that masks are required to be worn at the night banquet and lantern festival. Let's go buy masks now."

Xiao Yan naturally nodded and said: "Okay, Miss."

When Xie Lingshan became interested, she became a little furious, "Then let's go, hurry up."

With that said, he quickly left the private room.

"Miss, wait for me!" Xiao Yan shouted while speeding up to catch up.

Xie Lingge, who stayed in the private room, looked at Zhou Yu: "Let's go pick out the masks too."

Zhou Yu nodded, then stood up.

………………

Here are the two brothers Wu Zhi and Wu Song.

After Wu Song bought the Xiuhui clothes, he left Jinxiu Pavilion to go to other stores to choose masks, while Wu Zhi returned home with the clothes.

Wu Zhi walked up to the second floor, he opened the door of the room, and found that Pan Jinlian was no longer lying on the soft couch, but was sitting at the wooden table, looking down at the book in his hand.

Obviously, the alcohol has completely dissipated.

The sun shone in from the window, and the warm halo pervaded Pan Jinlian's body, making Pan Jinlian reveal a kind of quiet and gentleness.

Seeing this scene, Wu Zhi stopped and did not move forward.

The man in his sight was sometimes wanton and enchanting, but sometimes he was calm and cold.

It is obvious that there are two temperaments that completely want to oppose each other, but they are very contradictory combined on the same person, so that people not only do not feel suspicious and abrupt, but also have a kind of exploration in their hearts, wanting to get closer and look a little more want.

Up to now, Wu Zhi has been able to completely distinguish the man in sight from Pan Jinlian in his previous life memory.

They may be two people.

Perhaps because of his rebirth, some things and some people have changed.

Pan Jinlian...

Wu Zhi read the name in his heart, and then walked in.

As early as when Wu Zhi went upstairs, Fu Zhenhong heard footsteps, but Wu Zhi didn't make a sound, so he ignored it.It wasn't until the other party walked towards him that Fu Zhenhong looked away from the book and turned to look at Wu Zhi who was walking towards him.

Fu Zhenhong saw that Wu Zhi was carrying a light-colored and thin package in his hand, so he asked, "Have you bought the Xiuhui suit?"

Wu Zhi nodded, and handed the thin bag containing Xiuhui clothes to Fu Zhenhong: "Try to see if it fits?"

Hearing Wu Zhi's words, Fu Zhenhong glanced at him, and said with a half-smile, "I thought you should have a good understanding of what size I should wear in the past few days of contact."

Wu Zhi paused when he heard the words, his lips were slightly pursed, and he avoided Fu Zhenhong's sight as if shy.

Seeing this, Fu Zhenhong raised her eyebrows.

He put down the booklet, took the thin bag in Wu Zhi's hand, and after opening it, he found that the Xiuhui clothes inside were two colors, one purple and one red.

Fu Zhenhong took out the two sets of Xiuhui uniforms and checked the size. Although he had confirmed it, he still asked, "Is the red one for me?"

Wu Zhi said: "You look good in red."

"Really..." Fu Zhenhong smiled noncommittally, stood up, walked in front of Wu Zhi, and asked inexplicably, "Then why didn't you take a look at it on the night you and I got married?"

Wu Zhi lowered his eyebrows and blinked his eyelashes lightly: "At that time... I was too nervous..."

"Is that so?"

Fu Zhenhong smiled again.

He was indeed too nervous, so nervous... that he wanted to kill him several times.

Fu Zhenhong took another half step forward, raised her eyes to focus on Wu Zhi's, and said, "Then you should take a good look this time."

Wu Zhi looked back at Fu Zhenhong, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and replied with one word: "Okay."

Finally, he took out a letter from his sleeve, "This is for you too."

Fu Zhenhong took a look at this letter. Unlike the last letter, the lower right corner of this letter had the signature of the sender——Xie Linge.

Looking at these three words, the man in Tsing Yi appeared in Fu Zhenhong's mind, when he said that he wanted to buy all the biscuits, he looked a little not very smart.

His eyes slightly raised, and he took the letter in Wu Zhi's hand.

Opening the envelope, looking at the words on the envelope all night, Fu Zhenhong quickly picked out the key points and read it, then chuckled.

how to say……

It can be seen that Xie Lingge is very talented in writing, but at the same time... a lot of nonsense.

There is a large block of eloquent words, but the real information conveyed is only a few sentences.

Seeing Fu Zhenhong's slight smile after reading the letter, Wu Zhi couldn't help pursing his lips for a moment.

He thought of the attitude of the person who wrote the letter when he faced Pan Jinlian, his expression under the mask changed slightly, and he asked, "What was written on it?"

Fu Zhenhong replied: "Apologies." He gave the letter to Wu Zhi.

Wu Zhi took the letter, after reading the contents of the letter, and after confirming that there were no outrageous or transgressive words, his straight lips stretched a little: "Then this letter..."

Fu Zhenhong replied indifferently: "Burn it." It was the same as the last one.

The corners of Wu Zhi's mouth curled up slightly: "Okay."

Afterwards, he glanced at the clothes in Fu Zhenhong's hands: "You change into the show clothes first, and I'll go down and make paper-cut lanterns."

Fu Zhenhong asked him: "Have you chosen the mask?"

Wu Zhi shook his head: "Not yet."

Upon hearing this, Fu Zhenhong put down her clothes, "Then don't rush to change, I will choose the mask with you."

Wu Zhi said: "Just choose yours." Then, he raised his hand and touched the silver mask on his face, lowered his dark eyes, and said in a low tone: "I don't need it."

Fu Zhenhong shook his head: "That won't work." He stretched out his hand, stroked the mask on Wu Zhi's face with his fingertips, and said, "I want to see you wearing other masks."

Most of the masks at the Lantern Festival are animal masks. In addition to the twelve zodiac signs, there are other animal masks that are not listed on the zodiac.

Fu Zhenhong and Wu Zhi went downstairs together, and when they were about to go outside to buy a mask, they happened to run into Wu Song who had just bought the mask and came in from the door.

Wu Song held a tiger mask in his hand. The tiger was exquisitely drawn. While retaining the characteristics of the mask, it also made the tiger look lifelike.

Besides the tiger mask, Fu Zhenhong also saw a red ribbon in Wu Song's hand.

He learned from the memory of this body that this red ribbon has a very important connection with the lantern festival that is only held every three years tonight.

The red ribbon is matched with the mask. No matter who buys the mask, the vendor who sells the mask will give a red ribbon.

Those who are unmarried and do not have a favorite person can tie red ribbons around their wrists when attending the night banquet and lantern festival.

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