Beauty is always a trouble maker

On the surface, I heard that Yan dance was the hostess of the exhibitor.

In fact, she is just under the banner of marrying the old exhibition, to monitor the exhibition family father and daughter of a beautiful snake.

There is no substantive relationship between her and the father and daughter of the exhibition family. Even if there is, she can only be the enemy.

Lao Zhan knew it for a long time, and he believed Wen Yanwu knew it too, but both sides didn't say anything about it. In the past two years, things have been going well.

People are sentimental animals. After two years together, the enemy will also have feelings. Besides, in these two years, Wen Yanwu really took care of Lao Zhan.

So Lao Zhan hopes that Shen Yue can take care of her all her life.

"Yan Wu, can you tell me, have you ever loved a man in your life?"

In the living room, after hearing Yan Wu's calm look and changing clothes for Lao Zhan, he suddenly asked.

He knelt down on one knee to change the cotton slipper for Lao Zhan. Hearing the swallow dance, his delicate body trembled slightly. Looking up at him, he said softly, "of course I loved you."

Old exhibition asks again: "how many?"

Smell Yan dance show eyebrow wrinkled, tone become cold: "you are not in it."

Lao Zhan didn't care: "I know. I never expect to be loved by the swallow fairy. Whether I'm like this or not. "

"You know where I came from?"

"I've seen the world before."

The old exhibition sighed and returned to the topic of love: "you haven't answered my question yet."

After a moment of silence, she whispered, "one."

"Shen Yue?"

"No

"No?"

Lao Zhan was surprised: "that's your former husband."

She shakes her head when she hears Yan dance.

Lao Zhan didn't understand: "before you got married, or in the more than ten years after the fall of the cloud family, did you meet someone who moved you?"

I still shake my head when I smell the swallow dance.

Lao Zhan is confused.

After hearing Yanwu stand up, walk to the wheelchair, knead his shoulder for him, looking at the rain outside the door, said in a dreamy way: "after I married to the cloud family, all my love is devoted to my husband. But in a few years, the cloud family was ruined. "

For more than ten years after the disaster in the cloud family, the beauty of Yan dance attracted many men.

No one can move her heart.

She thought that with her husband's death, her love died.

But Shen Yue appeared.

That little villain, with extremely rude action, pried open her heart of love, let her fall into it, unable to extricate herself.

At the same time, it also makes her feel guilty for her dead husband and refuse to accept it. She ushers in the reality of the second spring.

She had to deceive herself and give Shen Yue half of all the love she gave her husband.

In this way, half of her love is given to her husband, and half of her love is taken away by Shen Yue. Together, the two men are a complete one.

After figuring out what was going on, Lao Zhan looked back at her and said, "you should have forgotten your husband."

Smell the swallow dance silent smile: "can't forget."

Lao Zhan added: "in fact, you have long forgotten him. It's just that you won't admit it yourself. "

Wen Yanwu Xiu frowned: "Zhan Zhenhua, do you think, I smell Yanwu, is that kind of water-borne youth?"

Lao Zhan didn't answer the question: "suppose Shen Yue is going to die soon. But as long as you die, you can save him. So, are you dead or not? "

Smell Yan dance, mouth moved, and closed.

She thought, she would say, of course not.

But I can't say what I say.

After a long silence, she said dejectedly, "yes."

"That's right."

To her reply, Lao Zhan was not surprised: "if love is a person, then the old Wen Yan dance has died with her husband's death. You have fulfilled your duty as a good wife. I dare say that if you don't care about your daughter, your people have already followed him. "

Lao Zhan is right.

It's true that Yan Wu endured humiliation for her daughter's sake. Up to now, she's like a walking corpse.

But now, this beautiful leather bag ushered in her second spring.

This love has nothing to do with her husband.

Even, it has nothing to do with the smell of Yan dance itself.

Now she is just a woman who lives in Wen Yan dance's leather bag, so it's her choice to fall in love with any man.

"That's why you are willing to trade your life for Shen Yue's. If your husband comes back from the dead, you will never love him again. Because you have given him all your love. Now your love has nothing to do with him. "

Lao Zhan said with a smile: "I am not an emotional expert, but I understand this seemingly complicated truth."

Wen Yanwu looked down at him and asked, "you, how can you understand?"

"I'm the same person."

The smile on Lao Zhan's face converged and his eyes began to relax: "after she left, I died. I live for our daughter. Now that she's back, it's a familiar stranger to me at best. "

Click!

There was another explosion of thunder over the villa, which made the glass hum.

The light flashed and went out.

The darkness quickly engulfed the whole world. Only the sound of pouring rain on the glass reminds Wen Yan that she is still alive. If she wants to live happily, she should completely forget the tragic memories and accept the real life wholeheartedly.

"What should I do?"

The sound of swallow dance reverberates in the room, just like an invisible ghost.

It's like the old exhibition doesn't exist, there's no response.

Because he was very clear, Wen Yanwu had already understood what she should do when she asked this question.

"But I'm a lot older than him."

Age is the problem that older women dare not face when they fall in love with young men.

Lao Zhan still didn't speak, but he raised his hand in the dark and gently stroked the back of his hand when he heard the swallow dance.

His action just reminds her: "your skin is smooth and soft, just like a 27-8-year-old. You're older than him, but you're younger in body and mind. "

After finding the answer, Wen Yanwu said, "my husband and the king will not agree."

Lao Zhan began to recite the poem: "some people are dead, but they are still alive. Some people live, but he dies. "

Only love lasts.

The world is so beautiful because of love.

If people have no love, all selfish, then there will be war, until the end of mankind.

A person alive, but no love, is still alive?

Just as the Yun family was destroyed, it was just a good-looking skin bag for more than ten years when she heard that Yan dance had met Shen Yue.

She loves Shen Yue. Maybe the king will kill her for this.

But at least she did.

Otherwise, even if she can live a long life, she is just a living dead person.

Wen Yanwu took the shriveled hand, slightly clenched it, and said, "Xiaobai, I won't agree."

Old exhibition light said: "you are not afraid of death."

I don't talk anymore.

She's not afraid of death, and she's afraid that Zhan Xiaobai won't agree that she loves Shen Yue?

When a bloated figure suddenly appeared at the gate of the courtyard, he heard the swallow dance and asked, "Why are you so good to me? Encourage me to compete with Xiaobai? "

Looking at the shadow running to the living room, Lao Zhan said softly, "with your help, Xiaobai's safety factor is much greater. If she wants your help, then of course she has to give some. "

"Zhenhua, I feel that I only know you tonight," he said

"You don't know me."

Old exhibition light said: "even I, do not know myself, let alone you?"

Before his voice fell, Zhan Xiaobai's voice came from the door of the living room: "Dad, are you there?"

"Yes."

Lao Zhan replied with a smile, "all the time."

"How can it be so dark?"

"There's a blackout."

Old exhibition in the shoulder that pair of small hands back, said: "you dance aunt to find a candle."

When Zhan Xiaobai jumped down from Shen Yue's shoulder, he threatened in a low voice: "don't say it."

Shen Yue pretends to be stupid: "don't say anything?"

Zhan Xiaobai pinched the soft meat under his ribs, and the guy screamed out: "ah, it hurts! Zhan Xiaobai, do you still have a conscience? I saved you, but you want to insult me, and sob. "

Zhan Xiaobai raises his hand in a hurry, strangles his neck and covers his mouth.

In the dark, a candle lit up.

Compared with the electric lamp, the light from the candle is dim, but it has the warmth that the electrical appliances don't have.

"Broken person, dare to talk nonsense again, believe it or not, I bite you to death."

Before the candle lights up, Zhan Xiaobai releases him and enters the room quickly.

It's a rainy night.

Lightning and thunder.

The dim candle light.

The purity of nature.

A dying old man with a kind smile.

Looking at all this in the living room, Shen Yue feels as if she is dreaming.

Could it be the feeling of home?

When Shen Yue had this question in his heart, Zhan Xiaobai turned back and cried, "why haven't you left yet?"

Shen Yue saves her at the risk of being hunted by a vampire bat. Regardless of the fact that she almost pushed her back, she does not even have the most basic courtesy to drive him away.

It's so heartless.

Shen Yue, who had been warned many times on the road, could only follow her orders and sneer: "what, it's raining too much. Mr. Zhan, can I wait for the rain to drop? "

"No way."

Zhan Xiaobai pinched his waist with both hands. Just as he was about to make the next line, Lao Zhan said, "Shen Yue, come in. Yan Wu, take him to the guest room to change clothes so as not to catch a cold. "

"Dad, how can you do that?"

Zhan Xiaobai stamped his foot and trotted up the stairs.

There is a bedroom on the left side of the exhibition hall, which is a guest room for guests to stay.

There is a separate bathroom.

There are more than ten clothes hanging in the wardrobe, but they are all men's, only suitable for Shen Yue.

He put the candle on the cupboard, smelled the swallow dance, turned to go out, and said softly, "I bought all these clothes. No, tell Xiaobai

Shen Yue doesn't mean anything about it.

He's stupid to tell Zhan Xiaobai.

The bathtub was already full of hot water.

No need to ask, this is also Wen Yanwu's preparation. After she comes back, even if Shen Yue will come, she has prepared the bath water in advance.

After half drowning and soaking in the rain, taking a hot bath is just a fairy like enjoyment.

It would be nice to have a glass of wine in the bath.

Ren Mingming is lying in the bathtub with a glass of red wine in his left hand. He is very comfortable with his eyes closed.

But her eyebrows are always tightly wrinkled, revealing that she is not comfortable at all.

No matter who it is, it won't be pleasant to be slapped in public by that hooligan.

She is thinking about Shen Yue.

In fact, any team is not willing to think about that guy at all.

No, I can't.

Because she found that whether she wanted to miss Ye's brothers and sisters, Zhan Xiaobai or Murong Chang'an, she had something to do with Shen Yue.

"Well, maybe I should go back to Beijing."

Ren Mingming is about to fall asleep. He just gives out a faint sigh. The mobile phone on the chair beside him is buzzing and shaking.

For professional reasons, no one is allowed to turn off his mobile phone 24 hours a day.

She immediately took the mobile phone, looked at the caller ID, then sat up from the bathtub with a crash and answered quickly: "I'm Ren Mingming, what? Zhao, Zhao Kun, what do you say? "

With her plump body full of water trembling, the mobile phone slipped from her hands.