Seeing each other happily: beautiful men can't be provoked

Chapter 308

There are a few paintings and calligraphy hanging in the private room, there is a vase of flowers on the table, and there are even several books in the cabinet. Mu Xue picked it up and saw that there are all kinds of poems, songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and paintings, all of which are arty things.

In addition to tables and chairs, there is also a small couch for guests to take a nap.The small couch is covered with fine silk mattresses and cashmere blankets for guests to warm up, and there is a small purple and gold stove next to it.The furnishing was simply cosy.

Rao Mo Yan has already calmed down, but he still can't help relaxing in such an environment.

"Here is the beautiful woman who hates her fate. Ask Diao saddle wanderer why. When the wild goose returns, the flowing water is ruthless. Don't write new poems..." Wu Nong, who was on the stage, sang softly.

Mo Yan leaned softly on Mu Xue's body, "Could it be that you taught that song too, who are you lamenting that the water is ruthless?" Mo Yan's voice was cold, and Mu Xue immediately sat obediently with a sharp glance.

Immediately, she came to her senses—she didn't write this stuff!
Seeing the constriction in Mo Yan's eyes, she realized that this guy also learned how to joke.

"You wait and see, after this show, there are other things." After Mu Xue realized it, she didn't pursue it, and smiled lightly.

This is why Mu Xue insisted on asking Mo Yan to come today, because the song and dance was composed for him.

"Painting a lifetime of love into the face / cinnabar hairpin head hook / suddenly looking back / for whom to leave a touch of beauty / Mo Yi's soul into the eyes / love is like wine, the night is thick / waiting for someone to smell
That year I went to the west building alone/Flowers fall into the water/Flowers still smile in the east wind/How to send a thousand miles of sorrow/Who is waiting for a inkstone brush/ink/Paint a lifetime of love into the face/The moon is still cold and romantic/Who is waiting for someone to stare/Who is a touch of beauty for? Thin/Mo I's soul enters the eyes/The wine of the resurgence is hard to enter the throat/Waiting for someone to save
The peach blossoms were red that year/The moonlight was misty that night/You put your eyes on me/Exquisite eyes/Only engraved your life into my heart/Who is thin for a touch of beauty/Mo I's soul enters the eyes/Resurrection The wine is hard to drink/Waiting for someone to save/The mistakes of the past life will be remedied in the next life/Wait for you to stare..."

Mu Xue sang to Mo Yan in harmony with the music downstairs, and Mo Yan looked at her fascinated and almost had heart palpitations.

She understands him!
He always thought that she disdained his past and present lives, because when he told her, she didn't care so much, but at this time, she sang so softly.

If it is said that Mu Xue really doesn't care about these illusory things in her previous life, but what she cares about is the gentleness of this man who has been silently waiting for her for more than ten years.

Is there any woman in the world whose heart can withstand such a wait, even if she forgets to eat and not to beat, she has suffered a few emotional losses, but she can't avoid it.

Because of this, she asked someone to invite the best singer, and taught him this song in two days of leisure, just for this moment.

Mo Yan only felt that something in his soul had been hit, and he looked at Mu Xue as he wished, tears streaming down, and slipped into the collar along the inside of the mask.

Mu Xue smiled softly from the beginning to the end, smoothed his hair and wiped away the mischievous tears that slipped out for him.

"Okay, cry like a child." Mu Xue wrapped him in her arms and patted him softly, "We have two lifetimes of love, and we will never let you down again in this lifetime."

"Really...Really?" Mo Yan's voice trembled, like fallen leaves almost falling in the wind. "If you suddenly remembered my mistakes, would you leave me?"

Mu Xue didn't answer, but just raised the corners of her lips slightly, "Mo Yan, Mo Yan, do you know what to drink when reincarnated in the legend?"

"It's Mengpo soup!" This is not a legend. How much he suffered and how long he suffered in the Wangchuan River before he escaped Mengpo soup...

(End of this chapter)