Fairy, the chasing husband crematorium

I don't really have any thoughts about my ex-wife, do I?

Duan Yu suddenly felt that he was sick, subconsciously had a serious illness.

He looked at the bright moonlight outside, and remembered those memories under the moonlight.

In those memories, he was often looking forward to something.

For a moment, he felt that everything was fading, as fading as the moonlight outside the window.

He poured himself a glass of Daqu baijiu, drank it quietly, and went to sleep.

Duan Yu seldom drinks alcohol, and can always sleep well when he drinks.

But his good sleep is not something he can decide, it has to be decided by another person.

Under the night, Su Ningshuang nestled in the shadow of the corner of the wall, as if blending into the night.

Fortunately, the room where she was recuperating was not far from Duan Yu's residence, so she was able to come here so quickly.

In order to keep things flowing, she will leave here tomorrow, so she wants to relive her old dreams with Duan Yu.

So she stood there, her hair curled up slightly, her consciousness spread along the moonlight...

The clean and elegant room, the fragrance of jasmine outside the window makes people feel refreshed.

Duan Yu lay on the bed, momentarily stunned.

Because this is a woman's boudoir.

Light gauze soft bed, copper mirror flower yellow......

It's just that this boudoir belongs to neither Senior Uncle Xiao nor Senior Sister Mu and Senior Sister Lu.

He really didn't understand why he appeared in a woman's room and was still lying on the bed.

No, this room looks familiar.

At this time, a woman slowly walked in from outside the house.

The woman is wearing a light purple shirt and gauze skirt, her front is convex and her hair is in a bun, she is beautiful and charming.

This, isn't this Miss Ying?

He immediately realized that this room looked familiar because it was the place where Miss Ying was recuperating in the West Building, and he had only been there in the afternoon.

I went there in the afternoon, why are you lying on the other party's bed now?

"Dream, I must be dreaming."

Duan Yu suddenly realized a certain possibility and muttered to himself.

What am I thinking, why do I dream of Miss Ying?

He and Miss Ying had only known each other for two or three days, and he dreamed of lying on each other's bed, subconsciously, you are a beast!

At this time, Miss Ying had already come to Duan Yu's bed, looked at him charmingly, and said softly, "Did you sleep well?"

Even in the dream, Duan Yu felt a little embarrassed for a moment, and said politely: "I slept well, Miss Ying, I'm sorry for disturbing you at this point."

With that, he got up and dressed to leave.

"Beast, why are you taking off all your clothes outside?" Duan Yu muttered to himself while getting dressed in a panic.

As a result, as soon as he stood up to leave, the girl Ying behind suddenly hugged him.

So Duan Yu only felt a ball of softness hitting his back, and then Miss Ying's voice sounded softly - "Master Duan, why you came here, you should know?".

At this time, Miss Ying couldn't help hugging her even tighter, Duan Yu felt for a moment that the thin clothes of the two were about to be pierced by each other's skin.

"You miss me, so you see me here. It's all here, why don't you let go?" Miss Ying said in a provocative tone.

Duan Yu's breathing became a little short, and he said to himself, "Yes, it's against the law to make a dream headquarters?"

At this time, Ying Shuirou exhaled lightly on the back of his neck, and the orchid-like breath made his skin crawl on the back of his neck.

"Mr. Duan, you haven't told me yet, why do you think of me?"

"Because you look like a young woman?" Duan Yu asked in confusion.

"anything else?"

Su Ningshuang, who was still "Yingshuirou" in the dream, asked, wishing she could pinch Duan Yu.

Feelings This guy likes young women?

Since it was in the dream, Duan Yu let go a lot and said, "How can I put it, Miss Ying, you remind me of an old friend."

Su Ningshuang's eyes lit up, and she said, "My old friend? She must be pretty."

Duan Yu nodded and said, "Yes, it's pretty."

"Who is that old friend of yours?" Su Ningshuang asked expectantly.

"My ex-wife." Duan Yu said naturally.

At this moment, he could clearly feel the trembling of Miss Ying behind him.

"Then you must still miss her, right?" Su Ningshuang said tremblingly.

She felt that she would hear the answer she wanted to hear.

He must still love himself.

Seeing that Duan Yu didn't answer for a while, she couldn't help but said: "It's not reality anyway, no one will know what you are saying."

Duan Yu said: "Miss Ying, you are right. It doesn't matter what I say or do here, and I don't break the law anyway. I just realized that I may be sick recently when you asked this question?"

"Ill? What's wrong?" Su Ningshuang asked with concern.

"If I still can't forget my ex-wife, then I'm really sick in my head. She is very beautiful, but I think that's it. I don't know why, I keep dreaming about her recently, and I'm really sick." Duan Yu He said seriously.

Su Ningshuang's face darkened, but Duan Yu continued to say: "It stands to reason that I should dream of Uncle Xiao and then Sister Mu when I have this kind of dream. They really fit my aesthetics."

Su Ningshuang clenched her fists and said, "What else?"

Duan Yu looked at Ying Shui Rou, and said: "Miss Ying, don't tell me, I think this dream tonight is very wise. Although we haven't known each other for a long time, you are definitely more suitable for dreaming than my ex-wife.

After coming out for so long, I realized that Su Ningshuang was just like that. "

"You bastard!"

With a bang, Ying Shuirou punched him in the face, Duan Yu's body trembled, and he woke up from the dream.

He lay on the bed, a little dazed for a while.

How could such a good dream end like this?

He doesn't even have that...

Duan Yu once thought that this dream was that kind of dream, and he was ready for it, but Miss Ying suddenly turned into a female boxer, and he really didn't realize it for a while.

In the last scene of the dream, Miss Ying punched him, and he saw the other party shed tears.

She seems to be crying?

Duan Yu sat on the bed, feeling a little melancholy suddenly.

What makes him melancholy is not that he didn't accomplish anything, but the last scene.

Hey, after all, it's just a dream, what am I thinking here?

"Miss Ying, you dare to think about it, beast, subconscious mind."

Outside the courtyard, under the corner of the wall, Su Ningshuang covered her eyes, and tears slid down the frost grass between her fingers.

She left silently wiping her tears.

Those tears that fell on the grass quickly disappeared with the rising sun, as if they had never appeared before.

The next day, Miss Yingshuirou left without saying goodbye, leaving only a note saying "Nothing, don't read".

Looking at the words on the paper, Duan Yu recalled the strange dream last night, especially the appearance of the other party punching him with tears, and felt melancholy again.

Sure enough, Miss Ying didn't rely on him, but he always felt like he had lost more things.

This city is so big, he doesn't seem to know where the other party lives.

But for Duan Yu, Miss Ying is just a small episode in his life, because he quickly devoted himself to his career.

When he was at Xizifeng, Duan Yu basically had no contact with how sects work. Now, it seems that this is still a game where big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimp, small fish attach to big fish, and shrimp attach to small fish .

Because of the great reputation of Xizifeng all the year round, its most important branch, Xizilou, is naturally not weak.

However, there are many local sects in Shu, and they are very chivalrous. Even if Xizilou relies on Xizifeng, its development is not smooth, and its reputation and scale are not conspicuous.

But as soon as Duan Yu came into contact with such a middle-level sect, he found that the scope and scale of the industry involved was not small.

This subtly confirms a saying that those successful people who seem to start from scratch and make great careers actually have noble people behind them.

Unlike him, the system is just an aid, almost entirely on his own efforts.

This is a world where the weak eat the strong, indeed many people have to rely on sects to live.

Because he heard the story of the hero Bu Canghai sword slaying the white snake on the road, it aroused Duan Yu's dream of being a knight in his previous life when he read martial arts novels.

In addition, the pig-cutting effect was good, and he was very satisfied with the Xuanchi Sword, so during this period of time, he often carried this wide and thick ruler sword on his back.

In the house, Duan Yu was wearing a black sword gown, and he cut his hair more neatly. Coupled with the Xuanchi sword, Duan Yu's bookishness has weakened a lot, and he really looks like a young knight.

However, in the eyes of some people, she is still just a stinky younger brother in the Qi Condensation Realm.

Xizilou genius Lolita Xiaxi knocked on the door and said indifferently: "I'm going to patrol the suburbs of the city today, follow me."

Duan Yu quickly said, "No problem."

Xizilou's business in the Chengdu area includes hot pot restaurants, escort agencies, and pawnshops, as well as a large tea garden.

This tea garden is said to be in the outskirts of Chengdu, but in fact it is more than ten miles away from Chengdu.

The continuous tea fields spread up along the mountain, and the clouds and mists in the mountains are floating in it, which feels a bit like a fairyland.

I just got closer and found that the tea field is a little neglected. Some tea trees are obviously dead, and the tea leaves are mixed with yellow.

Duan Yu followed Xia Xi, obviously the other party was not as high as his shoulders, but he just walked out of the feeling of his senior sister.

The little girl Xiaxi was carrying a saber that was too long for her height, and she had a cold expression on her oval face, like a princess patrolling her own territory.

In fact, when they came here from Xizilou, they really inspected their territory.

A few servants came from the tea garden, and they followed nervously, not daring to say more.

Duan Yu looked at the vast tea field and the rooster carts piled up on the side of the road to transport tea, and felt that this place was colder than he imagined.

There should not be only so few people in such a large tea field.

At this time, Xia Xi said in a calm manner: "The owner of the tea house has been ill recently, and his work is a little neglected. We have to visit him."

The little girl Xia Xi looked indifferent, but in fact she sneaked a few times at Duan Yu on the way, and she came to the conclusion - "Smug beauty.".

Listening to this "Senior Sister Xia"'s instructions, Duan Yu always felt that this loli was too indifferent to him.

If she becomes her personal bodyguard in the future, she will still be so indifferent as an adult...

Hey, my beautiful bodyguard is very cold to me, and it sounds good...

Chapter 98 If ​​you want to be pretty, be filial

The tea garden that Duan Yu and Xia Xi came to is called "Tianqing Tea House", and it is considered a top-ranking big tea house in hundreds of miles around.

Due to the chaos in Sichuan these years, there are few places where tea can be grown with peace of mind, and the price of tea has naturally risen.

Because Tianqing Tea House is rich in Yumeng tea, its sales volume has been good. It can be said that it is one of the high-quality industries of Xizilou.

The owner of Tianqing Tea House is called Meng Tian, ​​who was once a disciple of Xizilou. Later, because he learned that his talent was limited, he returned home and inherited the tea house.

At that time, the tea house was almost deserted. Thanks to the relationship between Xizilou and Mengtian's management, the tea house has the current scale.

According to Xia Xi, Meng Tian has always been very reassuring, but unexpectedly fell ill these days.

This news was told to them by a manager in the tea house. It is said that Mengtian's family members did not want Xizilou to know about it.

So this kind of thing suddenly became intriguing.

Although Xia Xi is young, she is not only arrogant, but also precocious.

This precociousness lies not only in her slightly raised chest, but also in her head.