Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

"This..."

Leng Feng hesitated obviously. After all, it's the place of fireworks, but Nangong Beibei underestimated it: "in fact, there's nothing to be afraid of. You and I knew each other there before."

"Where did you and I meet?" There was a flash of surprise in Lengfeng's tone, so that his face looked stunned.

Nangong Beibei talked to him about what happened before, but he didn't say where people knew him. Now I'm not surprised to hear Nangong Beibei say so.

"That's where I met you. When you were holding a piano, people called you" cold Lord. " Nangong Beibei said the truth, but he thought that if Lengfeng could come to visit her hometown again, maybe Lengfeng's memory could be recovered.

Leng Feng frowned and his face became dignified. He had no impression of Nangong Beibei's words.

"I didn't think of that." Cold wind slowly out of the voice, but the total return that appear in that place is not good, cold wind or not too much to ask down.

"Well." Nangong Beibei nodded, smile or some obvious: "then you will call me as soon as you finish your work tomorrow."

"Good."

Nangong Beibei and Lengfeng have reached a verbal agreement. After that, the atmosphere between them seems to be a little cold.

"Are you going to leave tonight?" Nangong Beibei asked in a low voice, his face was ruddy because of this sentence.

So active, the number of times that happened to Nangong Beibei is still small.

It seems that in recent days, the cold wind has been sleeping in the study. They were originally husband and wife... It's not much to sleep in the same room.

"Well." Cold wind slowly should be a voice, smile very thick looking at Nangong Beibei.

But Nangong Beibei is worried because of Lengfeng's words. Her palm is slightly curled up. Lengfeng, do you agree?

Or not?

Lengfeng has always been indifferent and alienated. Now, after amnesia, she looks more noble. Maybe this is the reason.

If Nangong Beibei speaks the truth too directly, he will feel a little blushed.

"You..."

"I'll stay. Didn't you say it's not that easy to be with me again?" The cold wind pulled Nangong Beibei's hand, but the smile between the eyebrows was like a bright moon.

"... well."

Nangong Beibei nodded and her face turned red.

Nangong Beibei was always very nervous when she went to bed, because the meaning of her words was quite obvious... But the cold wind was always regular.

But she has some

It's hard to imagine that Nangong Beibei knocked his head and turned around. Before going to bed, he thought of tomorrow's meeting, but soon fell asleep.

exhibit of lanterns.

It has been a long time since the last Lantern Festival. This time is different from the last one. The cold wind has been standing beside her, and there is no more distance.

Behind them, there are also bodyguards to follow, in order to prevent more people at the Lantern Festival, assassins will suddenly appear, and the flow of people is indeed a little crowded.

At the meeting, there were many shapes of lights, which were very beautiful. There were people around, but there were some notes hanging on the red lantern.

It's like guessing a crossword puzzle.

Nangong Beibei went over. Since he wanted to come out to play, he naturally wanted to have fun. It was the most important thing to be free.

"What are the rules of the game?" Nangong Beibei asked the man standing in the middle, but the smile on his face was more playful.

"If you guess right, it depends on whether the girl is willing to show her skill." Standing in the middle of the people toward Nangong Beibei Hello, but it is straightforward voice.

"Good."

Obviously, this has completely aroused Nangong Beibei's fighting spirit. She directly took one of the lanterns from the crowd, but she saw the little note on it that said: I can't take it.

Nangong Beibei thought about it for a while, and quickly gave the answer: "is it right?"

"Yes, the girl is very fierce. Guess again."

Do not look at the puzzle fun, seemingly simple, but in fact it is also very difficult, especially in the fun of the psychological, it is more difficult.

Nangong Beibei guessed so quickly that he was really brilliant.

However, such a guessing game seems to Nangong Beibei like a brain swerve, but it has a slightly right connotation than a brain swerve.

Is there a big problem for her.

After several accurate, Nangong Beibei attracted the attention of the people around her. The appearance of quickly guessing the answer made people admire her.

Nangong Beibei also plays hard, completely forgetting that there are rewards, until finally... Nangong Beibei is in trouble at the end.

On the note, it was written: no mountain in Zhongyue, no fire in autumn, no fire in valley. Once the literati are gone, they will never return.

It's four words. Nangong Beibei only guessed the last sentence. The answer is: Yi, Zhu.

In front of a sentence is racking their brains to think of it, the people next to them are also thinking about the answer to this sentence, but they just can't think of it.

The face of the person in charge of guessing the riddles is also very confident, as if Nangong Beibei can't guess. Leng Feng sees Nangong Beibei's appearance on one side, but he says slowly: "Zhongyue doesn't see the mountain, autumn fire goes out, valley fire is still Gaohe?"

"Yes, you're right, young man, but it's not the girl. You've guessed so much. I'd better send you a Kongming lantern." With that, the person in charge of the puzzle really gave Nangong Beibei a Kongming lamp, and Nangong Beibei nodded his thanks.

What a shame... Why didn't she think of that?

But fortunately, it's a pleasure.

"Where are we going to put the Kongming lamp?" Nangong Beibei's smile is very obvious, just like a beautiful blooming lotus, noble but enchanting.

"Don't you need to walk any more, and..." Leng Feng's words suddenly stopped, because there was a person selling ice sugar gourd in front of him.

Naturally thought of the day, they are in the street with the scene of sugar gourd.

Lengfeng's lips unconsciously outlined, Nangong Beibei's mood is also very good, life is so happy.

She proposed to the cold wind: "if one day we can really retreat, why don't we sell sugar gourd and make a living like them?"