I refuse this box lunch

Fuhe didn't turn his face away, the corner of his mouth raised a crooked arc, "What are you talking about, I can't hear you clearly."

Such behavior is really bad.

Wu Luan was not an idiot. A monk's hearing was better than ordinary people's. He didn't repeat himself, and he pursed his lips in silence, which was kind of cool.

The figures of the two fell in the spring-like garden scenery, probably wanting to warm up the scene, Wu Luan pinched a piece of crabapple flower branch next to it, and twisted it in the palm of his hand, "The back kitchen cooks very quickly. , Just wait a little longer."

Fu Wo rolled his eyelids, "I'm not very hungry."

"Forget, you monks are all bigu." Wu Luan pursed her lower lip again, her fingers unconsciously rubbed the famous flowers and herbs under her hands.

"But I definitely have to try something from your house." Fuhe leaned on the side of the rockery with no style and no money.

He glanced at the untouched table of dishes that the servants had cleared away, "Besides, there is someone to accompany me on purpose, it's really nice."

Wu Luan's neck was slightly red again.

The banquet really went quickly.I don't know if it's the Wu family's wealth or Wu Luan's habit of being a prodigal, but seven or eight dishes were served at the table for the two of them.

The servants and maidservants were all very timid, they didn't make any noise, and none of them dared to look at him, maybe it was due to strict rules, or it could be other reasons.

"There are so many." Fuhe sat down with a smile, and he didn't know where to stretch his chopsticks, "Devil... well, children's families are extravagant and extravagant, it's unbelievable."

Wu Luan looked more like a young owner of a family than three years ago. He raised his hand and waved away all the idlers in the hall, "It's right to entertain distinguished guests."

"I said before, I'm a casual cultivator, not someone from a fairyland."

Wu Luan took a seat on the other side, a little sullen, "That's not the reason."

"Oh?" Fuhe casually picked up a piece of refreshing seasonal vegetable, tasted it, chewed and swallowed it, and glanced at Wu Luan with his clear black eyes, as if he had suddenly realized, "I understand."

Wu Luan quickly raised his head, seemingly confused and embarrassed.

Fuhe looked at him for a while, then laughed heartily, rubbing his chin, "There are indeed many people who admire me."

Wu Luan blushed instantly, and stood up from her seat: "You..."

"Don't worry." Fuhe shook the fan, flattened the fan and exerted force to make him sit down again, the corners of his mouth slowly straightened, and said lightly, "Just tell me a joke, why are you so casual."

After that, it was time to eat and drink. He quietly tasted a few dishes that looked very good, and then stopped moving his chopsticks.

Wu Luan's face was hot at the side at first, but then he slowly felt it, and realized that the person opposite might be angry.

Probably annoyed.

Angry.

Annoyance flashed in the boy's eyes.

This person came so easily, why did he still make him angry?Where did I come from as an idiot? It's just a joke, can't I hear it?

What's more, then, also...also...

Until the banquet was over, Fuhe tucked his lips with a handkerchief, looked back and forth in the courtyard, and finally couldn't hold back, he stretched out his finger and poked the young man who was dazed by the side:

"What about the accommodation, where are you going to arrange me?"

Wu Luan exhaled quietly, "There is a suitable courtyard in the east, I'll take you there."

Fu Wo snorted, "Is it close to your residence? I don't want one that is too far away."

Wu Luan looked at him, and said slowly in a trance, "There are."

"Let's lead the way."

"Ah."

The Wu family's house is indeed extremely spacious, with twists and turns along the way, small bridges and pavilions, rich houses, lush greenery, countless times of entering and exiting.

Fuhe lived in the exquisite small courtyard separated from Wuluan by a wall. The tea room, wind pavilion, patio, watch ladder, etc. are all available in the courtyard.

Rich people in the world love to decorate their homes with red lacquer. Inside the red lacquer, there are patterns of mounting gold shavings, engraving silver flowers, and adding glaze to the wall inch by inch.

And this courtyard is almost completely occupied.It doesn't look like it was built for guests, but it looks like a particularly unique host's residence.

It's still the kind where girls live.

Probably knowing Fu He's thoughts, Wu Luan coughed and explained: "This was originally the residence prepared for my unborn concubine sister, but the child died early in her infancy, and the place was vacant. And No one has ever lived in it, and it is cleaned every day."

Fuhe glanced around and knew that everything was in order here, after listening to what he said, there was no need to be fussy about it.

"Where's your library?" After wandering around twice, Fuhe suddenly remembered, "Are you still studying?"

This sentence hit another point of Wu Luan's depression, "...I'm not reading anymore, I don't plan to go into official career."

Fuhe curled his lips, "Official career is quite boring, so it's fine if you don't leave."

He stood by the pavilion and looked at a little girl who looked like a maid from a distance. Seeing him, her mouth slowly opened and her eyes were rounded. She almost fell to the ground and was dragged to the outer wall by the manager. He reprimanded him several times.

Catching their conversation, Fowle squinted his eyes and murmured thoughtfully: "It seems that everyone in your family knows me, but I wear this mask well."

Wu Luan glanced at the mask on his face, took the teapot on the table and poured a glass of water, almost choking after drinking, the thin-skinned problem happened again.

After a while, he replied honestly: "They know you because of this mask."

"Oh?" Fuhe raised his eyebrows, "Isn't it possible for anyone who is about the same size as me to impersonate? Muyang City respects people from the Immortal Kingdom. If someone intends to bluff and deceive, what should I do?"

The implication of Wu Luan's words is obvious - for three years, he has been looking for himself.For this reason, Fu Wo couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

For him, the other party is his unshakable lover, for this person, he can wait forever, and he can afford it.At the end of the day, they end up together no matter what.

But for the young Wu Luan, he was just an unreliable monk who only met once, so there was no need to wait.

"He" seems to have always been so serious that it makes people feel soft.

Harmful, one more account can be added to Wraith Ling's account.

Wu Luan has not yet matured, but his outline is quite handsome, and the topic has been raised, so there is no need to hide it deliberately, "I can't pretend, I can recognize it."

Fuhe doesn't doubt it, but he likes to be funny, "There is only half a face, how can I tell?"

Wu Luan lowered his head slightly, and poured a glass of water for Fu He.

"You're welcome." Fowle glanced lightly at him from time to time, obviously waiting for the next one.

"I've seen your face." After a while, Wu Luan was finally defeated and gave a short explanation, which was a bit awkward.

Fu He recalled the first glimpse he had with the young Wu Luan when he first met, nodded and smiled, "You have such a good memory."

He glanced at the teacup on the table, and tapped on the table with his finger. The coldness of autumn couldn't get closer in an instant, and the courtyard became as warm as spring.The intermittent hot air on the spout of the pot suddenly seemed like a stove that had just boiled, and a long stream of white steam spewed out from the top.Gulp to take a bubble.

"Master Wu, you and I are destined." Fuhe sat at the table, resting his forehead with one hand, with a smile in his eyes, "When I see you, I feel kind."

Wu Luan opened his eyes, his lips moved: "It's because..." Do I look like your old friend?

Before he could utter a complete sentence, Fuhe continued to say unhurriedly: "I lied to you that day. Although I had a few old acquaintances in the past, they were just casual acquaintances, and they were not too eager to catch you. The one who looked a little similar ran after him all over the street."

He shook his head, and was extremely shameless about what he said, "That's too stupid."

Wu Luan listened carefully, and frowned slightly at this moment.

I couldn't help thinking a little bit blankly: If it's not a similar old friend, what is it?

Fuhe picked up the teacup on the table, took a breath, and the white hot mist spread to both sides, his pupils were filled with a teasing smile that couldn't be hidden.

I saw his thin red lips slowly opening and closing, and said word by word: "We monks, what we pay attention to is a free heart. Now that I saw my destined Taoist companion, I was curious, so I followed up to see what's going on. .”

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