Hilarious Manor: Powerful Little Farmer

Chapter 70 Meeting Gu Minglang for the First Time 2
The voice echoed in the yard for a while, but there was no echo for a long time.

There were birds fluttering away from the tree, the sky was dark, and this side looked a little weird.

Xue Siwen frowned, isn't Gu Minglang here?

But he suffers from eye disease, where can he go?

After hesitating for a while, she looked up at the pavilion above. The window was still half open, and there seemed to be some white smoke floating out from inside.

Because the fragrance of the flowers was too strong, she didn't notice it just now.

He raised his head and sniffed it twice before he came to the conclusion that it was the fragrance of tea.

Only hot tea can release the aroma, so the tea is not cold, but the person is still there?
A light flashed in her eyes, she hesitated for a moment, and went directly upstairs.

The footsteps were very light, as if he was afraid of stepping on ants, Xue Siwen held the ledger in his arms with extra care.

The upstairs is darker than the outside. Under the darkness, it is extremely quiet, and the sound of the howling wind can be heard clearly, it is so wanton and insolent.

The rain is about to come, and the sky is full of black clouds.

"Do you want some tea?" Suddenly a warm voice came, like a mountain stream, like a gentle spring breeze, like the dawn light lit up this side, making this dark pavilion look extremely bright.

Xue Siwen's body froze suddenly, there was such a beautiful voice in the world.

Her expression changed, she turned her body slowly and gently, and followed the voice to look over.

By the half-open window sill, a man in a green brocade robe stood with his back facing her. His figure was slender and slender, his long black hair hung down to his waist, and a suet jade hairpin was casually tied on his head. A few strands rose.

He seemed to be holding a cup of tea in his hand, with one hand behind his back.

The wind is calm and gentle, in this boundless haze, he is like a warm light, independent of the world.

Xue Siwen was dazed for a while, and suddenly remembered that he had seen such a back in the pear forest that day.

In the rain of white flowers that covered the sky and the ground, he was also dressed like that, standing with his back to her.

However, that day he was obviously much colder and more lonely, like a sword immersed in a deep pool for thousands of years, calm and unsharp.

"Are you, young master?" She spoke very cautiously, her voice was very soft, as if she was afraid of frightening him.

I saw him turning around slowly, with a smooth and fair face, sharp edges and corners, thick and thick eyebrows, a high nose, and beautiful lips, all of which exuded nobility and elegance, but those eyes...

Xue Siwen took a closer look, those eyes looked the same as ordinary people's eyes, but they couldn't withstand closer inspection, there was no light inside, like a pool of stagnant water, and the beautiful face like an angel made it look weaker .

Feeling regretful for a while, Xue Siwen already had the answer in his heart, it must be the young master who suffers from eye disease.

Sure enough, God is jealous of Yingcai. He has such a troubled face and the most perfect and moving voice that no one in the world can match. Therefore, God takes pity on the world and takes away the light from his eyes, so that he can be seen among all living beings. Among them, it seems a little ordinary.

"Don't you want tea?" He didn't answer Xue Siwen's question, but lightly raised the teacup in his hand.

Xue Siwen looked at his hand, his fingers were slender and white, like a carefully carved model, without any blemishes.

Except for those dull eyes, this man is so perfect that he is a monster.

Coughing twice unnaturally, she replied respectfully: "Thank you for your kindness, but... I'm here to deliver the account book to the young master."

(End of this chapter)