Uncle, I will marry you

Chapter 38
Puyang Yuren muttered, nodded, and obediently leaned on the man's shoulder, how could she know what the man was thinking.

It's rare to see such an obedient young man, and he laughed softly, "Ayu, my father urged me to get married, saying that he was afraid that I would die in the battle, and the Li family would be extinct, and said that after this battle, he would let me go home and marry him." A wife and a child. Ayu, do you think the same way?" Knowing that he couldn't answer, there was still a faint expectation in his heart.Even if you just say one word, just one word is fine.

With misty phoenix eyes open, "Huh? Isn't there Xiao Xiaoan?" Puyang Yuren answered the question in a daze.

"Hmm." Li Anyang stared at the young man in bewilderment, thinking that Ayu was even prettier than a woman, and her slender eyelashes fluttered like a falling butterfly.

They clapped their hands frantically: "Kids are very fun."

The corners of his mouth twitched a few times, for fun?It's true that you don't change your nature when you're drunk.

"Ayu... If you say no, I, Li Anyang, will be spurned by the world, and I will not hesitate to lose my reputation." The hand surrounding the young man trembled slightly. He is an extremely sober person, and some words are considered bad. I will never speak out in my stomach for a lifetime.Why speak out now?Probably because watching the scene of the young man and Puyang Fenghua "Qin Se He Ming" deeply stimulated him today, it is rare to be confused in life.

The man answered with bursts of foolish laughter, but what the man expected did not get a response.

Sighing, I don't know whether it's luck or disappointment, maybe it's good that the young man doesn't understand.At least, he will still regard him as a friend and confidant, not a stranger, a person who has seen his dirty thoughts for a long time.

Puyang Yuren raised his head and stared blankly at the suddenly quiet man.

Looking at those sparkling eyes, Li Anyang gradually lost himself, his eyes fell on the young man's delicate lips, and he gradually lowered his head.Puyang Yuren stared blankly at Li Anyang who was gradually approaching, his hazy eyes flashed with panic, and the hands on the man's chest were helplessly stiff.

The scorching, wine-smelling breath sprinkled on the young man's cheeks as red as the morning glow, scalding like a volcano erupting.

Staring at the man's sharp lips, he swallowed.The ambiguous breath made the surrounding temperature gradually heat up, scalding the hearts of the two of them.

Time seemed to stop.

Under the dead tree, one black and one white are intertwined, even if there are two men, the picture is so beautiful.The hair strands of the two were intertwined, and little snowflakes fell on the hair strands of the two, as if their heads were going to turn white.

When time stopped at the most dazzling moment, the corners of the mouth of the man in the red clothes fluttered into a mocking smile.

"Master... don't you stop it?" Lu Sheng looked at the two people approaching in the distance awkwardly and asked in puzzlement.

The fingers hidden in the wide sleeves were pinched blood red by the cardamom, staining the jade-like palm.The slender eyelashes concealed the meaning in the jade-like eyes.Standing against the wind, the rustling snow particles fell on the man's hair, turning into snow water, and wet the ends of his hair.

"Lu Sheng, let's go." Puyang Fenghua's calm and unwavering eyes showed waves of light, and his face was much paler than before.

Looking back at the two people who were still close, Lu Sheng sighed, Your Majesty, don't you know that the master hates broken sleeves the most?There are so many women in the world, why do you have to like men?Why do you have to annoy the master?Looking at Puyang Fenghua worriedly, it probably brought back his deepest painful memory.

On the snow-capped ground, the lotus cake was shattered all over the place. The cold breath mixed with the unique lotus fragrance disappeared in the cold wind. Even the broken plate of lotus cake was buried under the wind and snow.

Lu Sheng looked regretfully at the lotus cake buried in the snow on the ground, and sighed deeply.After the master learned about the party at night, he borrowed the dirty and messy kitchen, and did everything from tidying up to preparing materials and making tricks by himself.It's good now, all the hard work has been wasted.I have been with the master for many years, and I have never seen him treat anyone so well. It is not easy to meet someone who is willing to make cakes for him. Your majesty, you just fell into the master's death spot. Do you have to like men?Besides, if you really like a man, why don't you like your master?Bah bah, what are you thinking about.He secretly glanced at the man walking in the wind and snow in front of him, and patted his chest. Fortunately, the master was angry and had no time to take care of him.

The wind that blows is not as cold as the breath from Puyang Fenghua.

"Lu Sheng, it seems that it's time to find a daughter-in-law for Li Guoan." Puyang Fenghua smiled beautifully, like a red mandala in hell, with a fatal temptation.The fluttering of the lips is doomed to a person's fate.

After a cold war, the master is indeed a villain who will take revenge.

"Legend of Feige, tell Li Guoan that if you don't want his Li family to die, quickly find a wife for his son." Puyang Fenghua raised the curtain, walked into the tent and said calmly.

What a pun, Lu Sheng comforted him, fortunately he is his master, fortunately he and his master have no grievances in the past and no enmity in the present.

"Yes." Lu Sheng took the order and walked out of the tent.

The brazier in the tent was crackling and burning, Puyang Fenghua was leaning on the couch, stirring the scattered hair on his chest, what kind of punishment should he give that little guy?It really hurts to think about it...

Puyang Fenghua, who closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, was awakened by a messy sound, he broke away from his crystal-clear eyes, and stared at the messy-clothed boy who came in with a flash of cold light.But there was no fluctuation on the surface.

"Ayu, why are you panicking? What's the point of disheveled clothes?" Puyang Fenghua was still leaning on the couch, with a white snow on his chest, red clothes and snow skin, making people commit crimes.

Hearing the sudden voice, Puyang Yuren raised her head in panic, she didn't know how embarrassed she was now.

Seeing the young man like this, the anger in his heart became even worse, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

"But someone bullied Ah Yu?" His cold eyes swept over the messy boy's chest, but the corners of his mouth curved into a proper arc.

Shaking her head, she rubbed the aching brows: "Uncle Huang, haven't you rested yet?" Looking around, it turned out that in the panic, she ran to the wrong tent, "It's Ayu who disturbs Uncle Emperor late at night, isn't it Ayu? Go back." Puyang Yuren turned around, ready to go out.

(End of this chapter)