Dressed in the white moonlight of the blind prince

Chapter 12 The third son of Xiangfu (2)

"Yiqian, look, why is there a piece of clothing floating in the air over there, let's go over and have a look." A woman's voice came, and Hanyue recognized that it was her elder sister Han Yichun's voice, and looked at the clothes on her body, In desperation, he jumped and landed on a tree with lush branches.

"Miss..." Ruyi called out from under the tree.

Hanyue put a finger on her lips to signal her to keep silent, and Ruyi lowered her head and walked in another direction.

Hanyue finally breathed a sigh of relief, leaned back leisurely, and prepared to rest on the tree for a while, but, why is the branch a little soft?
There is also a cold breath.

When she turned her head, she saw a beautiful face, it was the man in black who she saw in Fanhualou.

"You, you, why are you at my house?" Hanyue pointed at him and asked stumblingly.

The man casually held a straw in his mouth, leaning on the tree pole leisurely, swinging one leg in the air, and looked at her with an evil smile, "You are the lady of Hanfu? How do you choose the oiran? "

"I want you to take care of it." Hanyue rolled her eyes and ignored him.

"What's your name?" The man asked as if he didn't see her eyes, he put his lips next to her ear and asked again.

The light breath hit Hanyue's ear, which turned out to be a cool feeling.

"Wu Shuang, you don't know." Han Yue said nonsense.

"is it?"

"Yes."

"Then what's your name?" Han Yue subconsciously asked again.

"Ming Ye." The man said.

"Ha." Hanyue was startled, she didn't seem to expect that the man would tell her his name so easily, which made her startled.

"Don't be surprised, the name is given to people, why don't you say it." The man blew the straw down with a puff.

Uh, it just happened to land on the head of Han Yichun who just walked around from the garden, and it was deeply inserted into the hair.

"Oh, big sister, why is there a straw on your head?" Han Yiqian picked up the straw, and found that the part she pinched was wet, like saliva.

Han Yiqian threw the straw on the ground in disgust, stepped on her feet fiercely, and said angrily: "Who doesn't have eyes, how can he hang the straw in his mouth on the branch?"

Han Yue looked at Ming Ye embarrassingly, her eyes seemed to say, 'Did you do it on purpose? '

Ming Ye shrugged innocently, and continued to ask with her lips next to her ear: "You haven't told me what your name is? I don't believe your name is Wushuang."

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but his lips brushed against her ear, which was also a kind of cold touch.

Hanyue blushed slightly and said, "Hanyue, my name is Hanyue."

"Oh." Ming Ye nodded clearly, took out another plate of peanuts from nowhere, and threw them in the air one by one, catching each one accurately, and then biting it I started to eat.

Such a market-like action, made by Ming Ye, is so graceful and elegant that it makes one's teeth itch.

Sure enough, beauties have advantages in everything.

The sound of 'crack, bang, bang' rang again and again in Hanyue's ears, and even tended to reach the ears of the two people under the tree. Finally, Hanyue couldn't bear it anymore and said: "I said, can you stop eating?"

"No." Ming Ye continued to bite the peanut, and the words of refusal were straightforward and natural.

Han Yue slashed at her with a palm, but Ming Ye pinched her wrist.

Cool, like a snake wrapped around the wrist.

"Why are your hands so cold, like dead people." Hanyue lowered her voice and asked.

"I came from below." Ming Ye let go of her and continued to bite the peanut.

Hanyue trembled subconsciously: "You...are you a ghost?"

Ming Ye blinked and said, "Why are you a wolf afraid of ghosts?"

(End of this chapter)