I Am Really Not a Man!

After Ximen Chuuxue retrieved his long sword, Tang Wanfeng completed a completely boring torture test, and the two officially left Wanmei Villa. Lu Xiaofeng naturally also left, but it was different from them.

"Where do you want to go?" Huamanlou asked the horse gently.

Tang Wanfeng held Huleibei with one hand, and followed Huleibei's somewhat stinging mane with the other. After thinking about it, he suddenly laughed.

"Actually, at the beginning, I wanted you to walk around with me to see if I could walk through the entire Ming Dynasty in this year."

The expression on Huamanlou's entire face softened, and she asked softly, "What about now?"

"Now?" Tang Wanfeng smiled and hugged his waist, rubbing his head against his chest, "Now I feel that as long as I am with you, I can do anything, no problem where I go."

With a choke in Huamanlou's throat and a throw of the rein, he hugged her firmly, "We will go wherever you want to go."

Tang Wanfeng thought again, "Let's go back to Baihualou."

Huamanlou asked: "Don't you want to go around?"

Tang Wanfeng shook his head and said with a smile: "I don't want to. I've been running around all these years, so tired."

Moreover, Huamanlou, there are memories about me, the less you are, the better, so that in the future, you can take the lady who can truly accompany you for a lifetime, walk all over the mountains and rivers, walk all over the world, and see all the unseen scenery, Listen to all the interesting anecdotes that have not been heard. But I can't mention it, can't exist, can't walk with you, you won't think of me again, and there is no need to be sad.

I don't want me to become your unspeakable wound. This is a journey that is easy to blame, I just want to do my best to make you less sad.

How could Huamanlou not understand what Tang Wanfeng didn't say, he tightened his arms again, his chin was against the top of her hair, and her hair should have a faint fragrance of bamboo leaves. He closed his eyes and said, "Okay, let's go back to Baihualou."

The two of them didn't drive their horses all the way madly this time, but slowed down, step by step with the mentality of traveling in mountains and rivers. Said that he didn't want to leave too many traces in his life, but it was not so easy to do.

_(:зゝ∠)_ still wanted to let him remember himself capriciously, painful and sweet, if there was really no trace of it and waved away, Tang Wanfeng felt unwilling to himself.

"Huamanlou, do you think I'm bad?" After walking for a long time, the two went to a small restaurant to eat. While waiting for the food, Tang Wanfeng asked in a muffled voice with his chopsticks on his chin.

"Why do you ask?" Huamanlou obviously didn't know her topic was jumping, but even if he was at a loss, he still responded gently.

"Obviously, I went directly to Baihualou, but I still drag you willfully to accompany me to walk slowly... Actually, it's no different from walking around..." She spoke less and less, her face almost flattened onto the table.

"Fool..." Huamanlou whispered, "You said you want to go back to Baihualou, I understand, you say you want to walk slowly, and I understand. I am willing to accompany you back to Baihualou, and I am willing to accompany you to walk slowly." As long as it is you, anything is fine.

"Huamanlou, don't be so good to me..." Tang Wanfeng whispered in a soft voice, she couldn't hold back a tear, and smashed to the table.

But how can Huamanlou's listening casually talk about it? After Tang Wanfeng died and resurrected, his hearing was improved, and all these simple words and the sound of tears fell in his ears.

Huamanlou smiled bitterly. If it is really selfish, then Tang Wanfeng is not the only selfish one? He chose to conceal everything. He chose to be with her in the last year. He treated her more gently. Which one is not selfish?

Ah Wan, in love, no one can continue to be noble.

But then something happened that left Tang Wanfeng stunned for a long time, that is, she was molested. To be more precise, she was frivolous.

Just when the two of them were silent and didn't know what to say, a big guy who looked very strong but obviously well-developed and simple-minded at the next table came over, glanced contemptuously at the flowered building, and stared squintingly. Tang Wanfeng said: "Oh, such a beautiful girl, with this little white face, it's really a waste."

Tang Wanfeng was too frightened for a while, raised his head and said nothing. The eyes that have been washed with tears are big and bright, and the tears that have not yet dried on the beautiful and delicate face can arouse people's desire for protection.

-Arouse this brawny's desire for protection.

So the brawny man became even more arrogant: "Hey, little lady, you are bullying you with such a beautiful little white face, so don't follow him! Follow me, and drink spicy food!"

She has always been the only one who molested others by the way, but this time she became the protagonist who was molested. Tang Wanfeng felt that it was still very new. She squeezed Huamanlou's hand under the table, indicating that she wanted to play.

Although Huamanlou felt wrong, but helplessly did not want to violate her intentions, she nodded her head.

With permission, Tang Wanfeng was even more unscrupulous. He lowered his head and adjusted his expression. When he raised his head, he looked pitiful and eager to weep, and his voice was deliberately softened: "My father is right, the little girl...the little girl is really..." She didn't say everything, after all, there are some things that can make up for something that is much more exciting than what the parties tell.

The brawny man's brain supplement ability is obviously good. When he looked at Huamanlou, there was already a fire in his eyes. Then a pair of salty pig hands couldn't help touching Tang Wanfeng's right hand on the table: "Farewell, little lady Fear, Lord protect you!"

Although Huamanlou didn't care about Tang Wanfeng's playful heart, it didn't mean that he could hold it back, especially when he heard the sound of the man still trying to move his feet.

The smiling man suddenly cold his face, drew a chopstick in the chopstick holder and flicked it, just nailing it into the side of the strong man's hand, tightly against his skin.

The brawny man was immediately frightened, he didn't dare to move, his face turned blue with cold sweat.

Tang Wanfeng was suffocating a smile, and he also pretended to be aggrieved: "Didn't the Xianggong say that he wants to protect the little girl? Why..."

The brawny man really wanted to continue pretending to be a hero, but looking at the chopsticks that had penetrated the table, his Adam's apple rolled a few times, but he still did not dare to continue. He carefully withdrew his hand, seeing that the whole building didn't pursue the meaning of it. Run away.

When he ran away, Tang Wanfeng finally couldn't help holding his stomach and laughed: "Hahahahaha, you didn't see Huamanlou, that person's expression changed so fast, he had a domineering and cool look just now. , With a flick of your chopsticks, it immediately felt like a ball."

Huamanlou said helplessly: "Have you played enough?"

Tang Wanfeng spit out his tongue, and then asked unwillingly, "Why do you want to insert chopsticks? It's scary, okay?"

Huamanlou said: "He wants to touch your hand. I heard something right."

Tang Wanfeng tried his best to make his voice sound more serious. Don't change the taste because of chuckle, but he still failed: "Are you jealous?"

Huamanlou was silent for a while, and still gently bent out a petting smile, raised her hand to mess up her hair, and confessed openly: "Yes."

Don't want others to touch you, don't want others to look at you, don't want others to like you.

I can't do anything in the future, but at least now, you belong to me, so sure.

Tang Wanfeng's mouth was wide open, and there were stars that couldn't be hidden in his eyes: "Flowers are full of buildings, I'm so happy."

The sweetness and bitterness, the joy and the sadness of this journey make me unforgettable. It's just a white head, I only dare to hope, not to ask for it.