Sincerely invite young heroes to break their sleeves

Halfway through the walk, both Yang Yueming and Yan Furuo grabbed all kinds of snacks in their hands. Yang Yueming's spirit was already in a tense state, and the lining of his clothes was soaked in cold sweat.

"Miss Furuo, why don't we find a place to rest for a while." Even if a beautiful woman is a tour guide, she really can't stand her weak body.

Yang Yueming couldn't help scolding his elder brother hard in his heart. It has been three months since his martial arts were sealed. In addition to being unable to use martial arts, the poor circulation of Qi and blood also made him weaker and weaker. If it wasn't for this, with his With a cultivation level, it is impossible for him to become ill like this because of running around for a few days.

Yang Yueming was counting the days in his heart, knowing that if he continued to procrastinate like this, even if he unlocked the sealed acupoints in the future, his martial arts foundation would definitely be compromised. It seemed that he had to find a beautiful wife as soon as possible, so that he could return to his brother in a good time. solution point.

Yang Yueming glanced at Yan Furuo, feeling that good days are just around the corner.

Yan Furuo didn't seem to hear his words, she looked at a clothing store by the roadside and said, "Young Master Jin, you have suffered a lot these past few days, why don't you change into a new set of clothes to get rid of bad luck."

Yang Yueming really didn't want to spend any effort, but the lining of the clothes was soaked, and he felt very uncomfortable. Seeing Yan Furuo's face full of anticipation, he endured the discomfort and said, "Okay."

Entering the clothing store, the shop owner saw that the person who came was Yan Zi Lou and a young man with a very good appearance. Thinking of Yan Zi Lou's marriage recruitment meeting a few days ago, he couldn't help thinking about it, and recommended styles to Yan Fu Ruo very attentively.

However, Yan Furuo seemed to have his own ideas in his heart, so he sent the shopkeeper away, and after a while, he picked out a set of clothes and handed them to Yang Yueming: "Young Master Jin, try this set."

At first glance, Yang Yueming saw that it was a set of moon-white brocade clothes. The style was gorgeous and the workmanship was complicated, so it could be seen that it was of great value.

Yang Yueming is usually very coquettish, but because he is active, he wears expensive but simple clothes. The outfit in front of him is far from his usual style.

Yang Yueming was top-heavy, looking at this troublesome looking clothes, he was in no mood to change, but Yan Furuo's eyes full of anticipation made him unable to refuse, so he had to take the clothes into the room and try them on.

Facts have proved that Yan Furuo's vision is really good. Yang Yueming was originally born handsome, but he often looks like a nouveau riche so that everyone ignores his innate temperament, and this body of finely crafted clothes makes his bones Undoubtedly, the noble aura of the man was revealed, and the pure moon white gave him a sense of heavenly refinement, which wonderfully combined the two completely different temperaments of aristocratic family and independent world.

Even the well-informed shopkeeper looked straight at him and praised him.

Yan Furuo also stared at him, her eyes were full of tenderness.

Seeing Yan Furuo's almost infatuated (?) expression, Yang Yueming couldn't help asking the shopkeeper to bring a bronze mirror, and stood in front of the bronze mirror to take a picture.

Although she still looks so beautiful in the mirror, it is quite different from Yang Yueming's usual style, and there is a strange sense of familiarity, and although good-looking is good-looking, it is because of her natural beauty, definitely not because of her clothes. It wouldn't make Yan Furuo obsessed like this just by changing a set of clothes, right?

Yang Yueming felt weird, but seeing the shopkeeper also praised him, he thought he was overthinking.

Yan Furuo said: "Young Master Jin, you look really good in your clothes."

Yang Yueming was dissatisfied: I look good without this dress!I am a handsome man who looks good anytime and anywhere!

But now he is weak and has no energy to complain, so he can only smile at Yan Furuo.

The shop owner flattered him fiercely: "This young master is very handsome, our shop has been open for so many years, and we have never seen such an outstanding young master."

Yang Yueming raised his head and chest, expressing his approval of the shopkeeper with his gestures.

Yan Furuo paid the bill quickly, the shop owner was naturally very happy, and while collecting the money, he said: "But I think this young man's complexion is not good, is he sick? Presumably his usual demeanor must be even more amazing..."

Yang Yueming finally understood where the strange feeling lingering in her heart came from. Even the shopkeeper who had no acquaintance with him could tell that he was unwell, but Yan Furuo seemed to know nothing about it, or rather, she knew, But don't care.

If Yan Furuo really had intentions for her, how could she turn a blind eye to her obvious discomfort, but if she said she had no intentions, why was she so considerate?

Yang Yueming looked at Yan Furuo, the affection in her eyes was definitely not fake.

So how to explain this contradiction?

Yan Furuo settled the money, and then said to Yang Yueming: "Young Master Jin, let's find a restaurant to settle down."

Yang Yueming shook his head to keep himself awake: "Alright."

Yan Furuo took Yang Yueming to a nearby restaurant and ordered a table of good wine and food.

Yang Yueming had no appetite to eat at all, just wanted to take a rest, picked up a chopstick of chicken and stopped moving, leaning against the table like a dead dog, with a weak face.

Yan Furuo didn't care, just looked at him with a smile and didn't speak, as if she could get great satisfaction just by looking at him.

After watching for a long time, Yan Furuo finally said, "Young Master Jin, what should your ideal wedding look like?"

Fuck, why are you so energetic when you open your mouth?

Although Yang Yueming really wanted to quickly find a beautiful woman to return home to marry and have a baby, but he just thought about it in his head, did he really say so directly to his face so quickly?

Although Yan Furuo has always been polite and dignified, she feels that she is not much more virtuous than Nie Xueyi, Jiang Qingyan and the others, but seeing her calmly ask such a direct question, Yang Yueming immediately felt that her heart must be tough. No less than the other two, but the form of expression is different.

Yang Yueming felt very tired.

Although Yan Furuo said he was asking Yang Yueming, he didn't wait for his answer, and continued on his own: "The wedding I hope should be paved with flowers, and I will ride a white horse. I don't need silk and bamboo suona, as long as the groom plays Come with the flute, help me off the horse, hold the hand of the son and join the old man..."

Yang Yueming's face is expressionless, and his heart has been silently lying in a big hole. This is completely different from the wedding he planned, okay?

The wedding he is looking forward to is to pick up the bride in eight big sedan chairs, and he himself rides a big horse with a gold saddle. Then the scene must be full of gongs, drums, firecrackers, and a row of beauties dancing. If conditions permit, he doesn't mind gold. Pave the way...

Why does the bride have to ride a horse?It's not a strange woman like his sister-in-law!

Who wants to play the flute so boring?It's not like his big brother pretending to be weird!

Yang Yueming sweated silently in his heart. Could it be that the people who come out of the Swallow House all have the same hobbies?

If this is the case, I have to think carefully about whether I want to marry Yan Furuo!

Yang Yueming let go of his thoughts, and said seriously: "I can pick up the bride by whistling..."

Yan Furuo: "..."