Provoke Evil Husband

The fastest update flame burning love: mistakenly offend the devil husband!

That night, mu wennuan didn't have to worry that Murong Yunze would break in and abuse herself. However, her nerves were still tight, even sleepy, and her eyes were still wide open. She was afraid that once she closed her eyes, a person would come out of the wall, that person would go to her bed, and then... She would stretch out a pair of dark hands, Strangle your slender neck!

The more I think about it, the more terrifying it is. At last, the only sleepiness I have is running away.

She turned over and sat up, took the favorite book beside her pillow, and read Nalanxingde's poems.

However, there is fear in my heart. The lines of sad and meaningful words in front of me are just like a black butterfly floating around in front of me.

After reading it for a long time, I couldn't get a word into my head. On the contrary, my eyes were bright and my heart was confused.

Put down the book and grab the laptop on the bed cabinet.

Open, go online.

As soon as Han Han's Penguin stopped rocking, a sign demanding to be added as a friend crowded in.

Mu wennuan checked the other party's information, which said:

Name: I work for the way of heaven

Gender: Male

Age: 28

School: Peking University

When I saw the column of personal description, mu wennuan chuckled, this person, really funny!

He said: life is slow and work is urgent; Slow to enjoy and quick to get rich; Slow to get married, anxious to have children, ha ha

Under normal circumstances, mu wennuan doesn't like to add friends, but she is too lonely and nervous tonight. She needs company, stimulation and comfort.

What's more, the man thought it was very interesting when he read his explanation.

She just added him.

Maybe he's not online at the moment?

Looking at the time, it's eleven fifty.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I added it, the other party gave feedback: Hello.

Hello.

Nice to meet you.

The other side is a perfunctory sentence that is usually used, common and can hit tens of thousands of people.

Where did you find me?

Mu wennuan asked casually.

When I saw you in the ancient poetry group, I added it.

So why me? Mu wennuan asked.

In that group of ancient poetry lovers, there are more than thousands of them?

Hehe, this must be fate, right? See your net name, I move in the heart, then added.

This is a polite way to deal with people.

It seems that this person is just a general person. What he says is not necessarily different from others.

Mu wennuan thinks like this, then he doesn't want to talk.

are you there

For a long time, mu wennuan just typed a word: in.

Whose poems do you like?

When it comes to poetry, mu wennuan gets excited. She glances at Nalan Rongruo's choice of words and quickly types a line:

Li Qingzhao, Li Yu, Ouyang Xiu, Su Shi, favorite, is Nalan Rongruo.

Is it? The other side seems to be very novel, said: me too, I also like the three changes.

Mu sanbian is a famous poet in the Northern Song Dynasty. Mu Yong is the most representative figure of the graceful school. Mu wennuan thinks that he is a libertine who lives in brothels, so his poems, though he likes them, are not his favorite.

What kind of person is this "I'm the way of heaven"? He even likes Mu San Bian, the favorite of the women who fell asleep in the Northern Song Dynasty? Is he also a prodigal?

See Mu Nuan warm suddenly silent, "I am the way of heaven" busy typing a line of words: Mu Lang Wen Ying, which word do you like Ouyang Xiu's?

Mu Lang Wen Ying is the net name of Mu Nuan.

This net name is taken from a scenic spot in Hangzhou, Zhejiang Province.

Without thinking, mu wennuan wrote: the courtyard is a little deep, Yang Mu piles up smoke, and the curtain is endless

The other party immediately replied: I like the last two sentences most, tears asked Huahua silent, red flying over the swing.

Mu Nuan's heart is very hot. He likes these two sentences most, but he likes them too.

You... You like Li Qingzhao's words, too?

Men, in general, don't like the works of poetess very much. They think they are too graceful and delicate.

Yes, I didn't expect him to say: Yi'an Jushi's Ci is good at using the technique of white line drawing, creating his own way. His language is clear and beautiful, delicate and beautiful, and there is a man's forthright spirit in it. You see that fisherman's pride, ninety thousand miles of wind is lifting. When the wind stops, the canoe will take the three mountains! What kind of spirit, I as a dignified man also feel inferior!

Yes, Mu Nuan has the same feeling: Li Qingzhao is the most powerful and upright. Life as a hero, death is also a ghost male, so far think Xiang Yu, refused to cross Jiangdong!

That's right. Li Qingzhao satirized her husband Zhao Mingcheng. Although she loved her husband deeply, once she saw Zhao Mingcheng run away from the city, she could not help feeling disdain and wrote this popular poem at the mouth of Wujiang River. It can be seen how distinctive Li Qingzhao's personality is.

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One comes and two goes, two people in the virtual world happily talking about poetry, unconsciously, ushered in the first ray of dawn.

"I'm the way of heaven" said: I really want to continue to chat with you, ah, I'm afraid you're tired.

Mu wennuan asked: are you an office worker?

I think so.

Mu wennuan stretched his waist, glanced at the mobile phone screen, and said with some worry: if you don't sleep all night, will it affect your working state.

Don't worry. I'm a night owl. It's normal for me to stay up for a night or two. But it's you. Do you have to catch up on sleep?

It doesn't matter. Mu wennuan smiles, as if the other party can see his smile. He smiles sweetly and contentedly: I haven't been to work these days, so I can sleep in the daytime.

I'm so happy. "I'm the way of heaven" begins: it's nice to chat with you. Can I see you again in the future?

Mu wennuan said implicitly: I will be online when I have time.

Well, I'll come online and wait for you every day.

Mu wennuan was about to say something when the door was knocked open with a bang.

Mu wennuan turned back in horror, her face changed suddenly.

Murong Yunze, dressed in a light colored Nightgown, with open arms and slippers, is squinting at his unique pair of eagle eyes and staring at Mu's warm face.

Mu wennuan turned back, silent, put the computer to the side, hugged the quilt to lie down, even covered with head and feet, not showing a crack.

"Who are you flirting with when you stay up all night?"

Mu warm bite lips, disdain to answer. But she felt that Murong Yunze was approaching her.

Mu wennuan is a little nervous. She holds the quilt corners tightly to avoid being attacked.

Hold your breath, shame, anger, tension, uneasiness, just like a catalyst, make your heart beat faster and your face hot.

There was a sudden silence in the house. It was so quiet that we could hear Murong Yunze's gasping voice clearly.

He... What is he going to do?

Mu Nuan feels that her body is like autumn leaves, shivering. Crisscross blood vessels, it seems that one by one of the surge.

For a long time,

Pop!

The computer was forced to close.

Cold laugh, at the same time toward curled up in the quilt of Mu wennuan hit: "you don't introduce me, this is called" I am the way of heaven "is where sacred?"

Mu wennuan is still silent. She is on high alert and holds her hands tightly. Her nails have been deeply buttoned into her hands, but she can't feel the pain.

Whoo!

Murong Yunze was angry, and suddenly lifted a thin air conditioner quilt from behind his warm feet.

Mu wennuan suddenly turned into an ostrich who put his head into the sand and showed his body.

"Why, I'm so annoying?"

Murong Yunze chattered with a smile.

That smile, is like a crow that does not return at night, passing through the woods in the night and leaving behind the noise.

Mu Wenqing knows that she can't avoid it. She turns over and sits up, droops her eyelids, gently lifts her disorderly hair behind her ears, and moves it to the bedside to get out of bed.

Murong Yunze looked at mu wennuan's beautiful face like peach blossom in March. His Adam's apple slipped up and down several times, and the muscles of his right face twitched as if stimulated.