Selling fairy paintings at the beginning, but being chased by the beautiful president

After settling Chu Qiu's matter, Chen Chang'an went to Hetang Yueguang.

When he came to the residence, he found that Zhuge Yunlan was not there, the pipa was put aside, and the sportswear was gone.

Definitely went out to exercise again.

After Zhuge Yunlan regained her freedom, she often went to exercise, but she didn't dare to go far, she just ran around the river pond near the moonlight.

Chen Changan lay on the bed.

Using any spell would make him feel tired, and advanced spells like the Puppet Curse made him even more tired.

Chen Changan lay on the bed and dozed off, waiting for Zhuge Yunlan to come back.

Half asleep and half awake, he heard Zhuge Yunlan's footsteps, and the faint fragrance wafted through his nostrils.

"Click a few times for me."

Chen Chang'an didn't open his eyes, and let out a soft snort.

Zhuge Yunlan often helps him massage, and every massage can make him feel refreshed.

The slender shadow seemed to hesitate for a moment, then walked over, stretched out two small hands, and began to knead his neck and shoulders.

It is powerful and just right, it seems to be better than the usual way of pressing.

Chen Changan reached back and put his hand on her thigh.

Zhuge Yunlan's body stiffened for a while, and she continued to massage after a long time.

Regular exercise makes a difference, and the skin becomes more and more elastic.

Chen Changan felt refreshed all over, and soon fell asleep.

When he woke up, he saw Zhuge Yunlan sitting by the bed looking at him, saw him open his eyes, and smiled at him.

Chen Changan stretched and sat up.

Chen Changan grabbed Zhuge Yunlan's little hand: "Your technique is really getting better and better, [-] percent."

Zhuge Yunlan was startled: "What method?"

"Massage."

Zhuge Yunlan smiled lightly: "You want me to give you a massage? Then lie down."

Chen Changan was taken aback.

Zhuge Yunlan pressed it, and this technique feels completely different from just now.

Zhuge Yunlan's technique is gentle and comfortable, like a breeze blowing on the face, which makes people intoxicated, and the force and intensity just now are all in place, which is also very comfortable, but the difference in feeling between the two is very obvious.

Is it—

"Has the red bamboo been here?"

"Well, when I came back from a run, I saw Hongzhu cleaning my pipa, and you were sleeping soundly."

Chen Changan was a little embarrassed.

Sure enough, it wasn't Zhuge Yunlan who massaged him just now, but Zhuge Hongzhu.

Chen Changan blushed when he thought of his hand-drawing just now.

How could brother-in-law do this to sister-in-law?

"My sister, I have something on my mind."

Zhuge Yunlan sighed.

"what happened?"

"Being born in a wealthy family is not all good things. There are many things that sometimes you can't help yourself."

"My dad is urging my sister to get married."

"My sister doesn't want to marry. I know what she thinks. She wants to take care of me all the time."

"I look like an oil bottle everywhere I go."

"Don't say that, at least with me, you have never been an oil bottle."

Zhuge Yunlan smiled sweetly at Chen Changan, and put her head on his chest.

"I have you all my life, even if I die, I will have no regrets."

"Stop talking like that!"

In the middle of the night, Chen Changan walked out of the residence. When he came outside, there were not many tables left of Moonlight in Hetang.

"Hongzhu, you are 22 years old, I am 27 years old, don't worry, I will!"

When Chen Changan walked to Tianshui Pavilion, he heard an angry man's voice coming from inside.

In Tianshui Pavilion, Zhuge Hongzhu sat at the table with a handsome, slightly shorter young man.

"I said, I told you two years ago, there is only one possibility for me to marry!"

Zhuge Hongzhu drank a glass of red wine.

"Yes, I did promise you like this two years ago. At that time, who would have thought..."

The man stopped talking.

Zhuge Hongzhu laughed mockingly: "You never thought that my sister would still be alive two years later."

The man did not speak, and acquiesced.

"Yang Wentian, you and I are childhood sweethearts. You should know how I feel about my sister."

"It's okay for the sisters to have a good relationship, but who in the world would bring a sister over after getting married?"

"In Chuanzhong, my Yang family is number two, and no one dares to say number one. I, Yang Wentian, match you with Zhuge Hongzhu, and you are definitely a match."

"You can marry at any time, but you just can't bring your sister. If it gets out, people will know that the price I married you is to bring along a disabled sister. Where will I put Yang Wentian's face?"

Zhuge Hongzhu said indifferently: "If you don't agree, then why come?"

"You and I have been in love since we were teenagers. For so many years, I only love you. How about you? But you always treat me as if you are away. It is normal for other people to fall in love, hug and kiss, but what about you? ? After so many years, you don’t even let me hold your hand!”

"Are we still lovers? Are we still engaged?"

Zhuge Hongzhu took a sip of red wine.

"I came here this time just to let you give me an attitude!"

"First of all, it will never be possible for you to marry your sister here, but I can wait for you, until the day you send your sister away!"

"Besides this? What kind of attitude do you want?"

"Of course it's something that lovers can do!"

Yang Wentian stood up and walked towards Zhuge Hongzhu.

"Stop." Zhuge Hongzhu scolded him.

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing interesting, it's still the same as before."

"Zhuge Hongzhu, did you really take me as a lover?"

"Before, I only have you as a lover, and there is no second one."

"Do we have a marriage contract?"

"It's been there since I was a child, the words of the matchmaker ordered by my parents."

"It's all there, why don't you let me touch you? Don't talk about cuddling, you won't even let me touch your hand!"

"What do you mean?"

"You want to know?"

"Yes, tell me now!"

"I fell in love with you when I was 13 years old. Although I was ignorant at the time, I would miss you if I didn't see you for a few days."

A smile appeared on Yang Wentian's face.

"But not long after, you came to my house and saw my sister for the first time in the hospital bed."

"You said in front of me that you sympathized with her and would take care of her with me. At that time, I was so moved that you kissed her."

"Yes, there is such a thing!" Yang Wentian nodded quickly.

"However, when I went out for convenience, just for a while, when I came back, I saw you slapping my sister desperately, and you said that she was pretending to sleep, and you want to wake her up!"

"When I went in, you didn't tell me anything, thinking I didn't know anything about it."

Yang Wentian's expression changed.

"Since then, I have been entangled with you."

"You are good to me, but you are not good to my sister at all."

"When I was 17 years old, I told you for the first time that if I marry you in the future, I will bring my sister with me, and I will take care of her for the rest of my life!"

"What did you do? You sneaked into my sister's room with your face covered, and threw her to the ground. You wanted to throw her to death."

"Hey, it's a good thing my sister didn't deserve to die. She woke up after being in a coma for several days."

"You think my sister doesn't know that you did it, but she does, but she is so kind that she never told me that you did it."

"You wanted her life, but she wanted to hide it for you. It wasn't until I found the buttons on your clothes on the ground that my sister told the truth when I forced her to die."

"I admit that I have done this, but at that time, I also thought that I could be with you without hindrance."

"Okay, no need to say more."

"For so many years, I haven't turned against you, I still look at my sister's face."

"Zhuge Hongzhu, are you telling me this? Do you want to divorce?"

"Have I resigned? If I voluntarily resign, the reputation of my Zhuge family, my father's reputation, etc. will all be ruined."

"I don't want to be that sinner."

"What's more, I still have feelings for you. Although you can't do it to my sister, if you tell me, I can't say no."

When Zhuge Hongzhu was 13 years old, he went shopping with Yang Wentian when an out-of-control car drove towards him. Yang Wentian pushed her away and broke his legs. He still has a limp in one leg when he walks.

"Hongzhu, you also know how kind I am to you. My leg will be disabled for the rest of my life, and it will make people look at me differently wherever I go. Tell me, will I feel better?"

"This leg is because of your lameness. For the sake of my leg, you gave it to me today. In the future, I will not force you to marry. When do you want to marry, when do you want to marry? Marry, let's just stay like this!"

As Yang Wentian said, he limped forward and hugged Zhuge Hongzhu.

This time, Zhuge Hongzhu didn't hide.