Granny Meng gave her a bowl of soup

The key was spit out in front of the owner, Xiao Yueyue wagged her tail happily, gradually, she felt something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Why... It feels like the two masters are not very happy?

Dogs are the most sensitive to human emotions, let alone a spirit dog. Its tail is drooping, thinking like it has done something bad.

Huang Lan looked at the silent Xu Ruying and Song Wanyue, and coughed to prevent the dog from being caught and stewed. Her old lady went to hug Xiao Yueyue, pinched the hair on its neck, and couldn't help sighing.

——This silly dog.

The key is here.

Xu Ruying couldn't help but pick it up, she smiled awkwardly, bent down and picked it up: "I found it."

After she finished speaking, she slowly moved towards the door, it was rare that the moonlight was bright tonight, she still wanted to stay and watch the sun, moon and stars with Wan Yue.

I'm really not reconciled...

Seeing Xu Ruying walk to the door, Song Wanyue, who had been silent all this time, suddenly raised her eyes and said, "Don't go."

Xu Ruying turned her head and looked at Song Wanyue hesitantly. Don't you want her to go?

Huang Lan, who was about to enter the house with the dog in her arms, also stopped. She looked at Song Wanyue curiously, wanting to hear what she had to say.

Song Wanyue also called Xu Ruying out of desperation, and she didn't want her to leave, but for this reason... She turned her warm eyes and said softly: "Don't go back, Auntie, she can't bear you."

Xu Ruying:? ? ?

Huang Lan, the melon-eating crowd who was implicated in hugging the dog next to him: ...

Xu Ruying looked at Huang Lan silently. She knew that the old lady had been framed, so she had to hold back her laughter if she wanted to. Now that she wanted to stay, she could only cooperate with Song Wanyue in performing the full set. She frowned and looked at it suspiciously. With Huanglan.

Huang Lan hugged the dog for a long time and twitched her lips in embarrassment: "Let's stay, she said Wanyue, Auntie can't bear you."

Song Wanyue: ...

Xu Ruying: ...

Really, it's only been less than half a year, and the two women have gone from hugging each other to crying and saying they can't live without each other, and they love each other so much that they entrap each other in life.

Time flies.

Xu Ruying was already familiar with this place, she consciously hugged the quilt to go to the guest room, Huang Lan was one step ahead of her, she patted the cucumber slices on her face, and said, "I've occupied the guest room, you go to another room."

Xu Ruying was silent for a while, "Then I'll go to the second bedroom."

Huang Lan pointed to the serious little Yueyue who was gnawing on the bones on the ground: "The second bedroom is not good, it sleeps."

Xu Ruying: ...

What's the matter with this old lady?

Song Wanyue just took a shower and came out, she was wearing pale pink silk pajamas, rubbing her hair with one hand, the water dripped down her neck, her eyes were moistened and watery: "Sleep in my room, sister. "

Xu Ruying: ……………

Although... she was very appreciative of the meaning of this question in her heart.

But she is different from Huang Lan and Song Wanyue, she is the only one here who understands.

They didn't know that she was Ming Yu, so they really regarded her as a friend, and as Lin Jun's entertainer, even if they slept in the same bed, they wouldn't have any double heart.

But Xu Ruying clearly knows who she is, she is Xiao Mingyu, she has a desire for Wanyue, if she sleeps on the same bed, what if she can't help it...

"What are your eyes beeping?"

Huang Lan stared at Xu Ruying, thinking, this child has already dreamed of Pianpian, thinking that she can sleep with the ability to win the moon again, right?

Song Wanyue smiled, she squatted down, and touched Xiao Yueyue's furry forehead.

Xu Ruying watched her heart beating violently. This angle allowed her to condescendingly see everything about Song Wanyue. She had just taken a shower and was wearing loose pajamas. Unlimited temptation.

Xu Ruying took a deep breath, and went all out: "I want to sleep in the guest room, if not, I'll go home!"

……

After a few seconds.

Xu Ruying was thrown out.

She stood at the door and stared at the dark anti-theft door for a long time, then shook her hand and left bitterly.

it is good.

Good job Song Wanyue, good old lady!

One cannot lose one's spine.

Mr. Xu got angry, and the consequences were serious. She baked big pancakes on the bed at home and barely slept all night.

Huang Lan on the other side of the door stared at Song Wanyue for a long time, "Why did you drive her away? Is there something wrong?"

She must have something temporary.

Song Wanyue pursed her lips, and smiled slightly: "What's the matter? Auntie, go to sleep."

Huang Lan stared into her eyes, thinking, since she went out to play, Wan Yue's ability to lie is getting better and better, there must be something wrong.

There is indeed something.

While taking a bath, Wanyue received a message from Qin Xiao, saying that the bureau had saved up for her, and asked her if she could come out now, saying that Mr. Bai was busy and had time now.

This time is not a normal time for human dating, but Song Wanyue can understand the messenger of the underworld.

Although she was very reluctant to let Ming Yu leave, but the opportunity was rare, she had to think of a way to let her go.

Don't think that Mingyu is a bit careless and overwhelmed about other matters, but when it comes to the two of them, especially her affairs, she is as careful as a hair, Song Wanyue is not sure that she will not notice, so she can only keep a distance .

While Xu Ruying was tossing and turning angrily.

Song Wanyue had already put on light makeup and a white dress that fitted her body, and went to the teahouse she had agreed upon.

This place was carefully selected by Qin Xiao. Although her Uncle Bai seems to be much easier to get in touch with than Brother Hei, he is actually very particular and likes to drink tea the most. Before he came, she repeatedly did ideological work for him: "Uncle Bai , don't be too serious, you know what kind of people we have seen when we wandered around the world all these years."

Bai Wuchang was wearing a white suit, and looked at her with a smile. Under the light, his facial features were more delicate than Hei Wuchang's, with light lips and deep amber eyes. In today's words, he is a delicate and handsome guy .

Although Qin Xiao was biased, she was right.

Bai Wuchang and Hei Wuchang lamented that this era has progressed, but people's hearts have changed. Unlike most people in the past, infidelity, unfilial piety, and unrighteousness are nothing in this era. Benefits are paramount, and feelings are like child's play. Some people even lose their souls when they see him after they die, and they will throw him a face if they pay for the rich and powerful, thinking that money can really make ghosts go around.

It is indeed rare to see such a firm and courageous woman like Song Wanyue.

Seeing Qin Xiao chattering non-stop, Bai Wuchang interjected, "What is it about her that attracts you and makes you speak for her like this?"

It's just a few encounters.

Qin Xiao covered his face, a little shy: "She is beautiful."

Bai Wuchang: ...

What an unpretentious reason, he couldn't even refute it.

"excuse me."

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao will be here, Song Wanyue knocked on the door with a smile, she came in with a magnetic field, although she was smiling, but she could vaguely feel the strong desire for protection in her heart, which was like breaking the boat, the corners of Bai Wuchang's lips rose, Smiling and nodding.

Both he and Hei Wuchang can perceive the magnetic field of people, as long as this person comes, even if he doesn't speak, he can know why she came.

Song Wanyue walked slowly to the two of them and sat down. Her long jet-black hair was draped over her shoulders, and her cheeks were covered with snow-white skin. Her lips today were gentle, her eyebrows were slender, and she looked at Bai Wuchang neither humble nor overbearing.

She knows who he is.

Qin Xiao originally wanted to introduce with a playful smile, but seeing his sister come in with such a big aura, he felt a little bit drummed in his heart.

Everyone in the world is afraid of ghosts, but they don't know that ghosts are more afraid of people.

If a person is upright, ghosts and gods will not invade within a radius of ten kilometers.

Qin Xiao thought, her sister Wanyue was probably the kind of so-called upright and kind-hearted person. If it weren't for ordinary people spending so long with the body of her ancestors with their flesh and blood, they might not be able to stand it long ago.

But Wanyue not only hasn't changed much, on the contrary, because of her lover's company, she has become more energetic than before, her eyes are determined, and she is even more charming and charming than before, exuding an aura of a big woman. To describe it in words - it exploded.

Bai Wuchang smiled, turned the cup with one hand, and said the same words as Hei Wuchang: "You know who I am."

Underworld rules.

He knew that Qin Xiao didn't dare to reveal his identity easily, but from Wan Yue's eyes, he knew that she knew who was sitting opposite.

Is she that not afraid at all?Aren't you afraid that he will stick out his long tongue to scare her?

Song Wanyue nodded slightly, she was very respectful: "You are Bai Wuchang Xie Bi'an, Mr. Xie."

Mr. Xie...

this title.

Bai Wuchang was in a trance for a moment, he took a sip of tea, and said lightly, "It's been a long time since anyone called me that, I'm a stranger."

Without further ado, he looked up at Song Wanyue: "What do you want to know? What do you want?"

He knew she came here for something.

Qin Xiao nervously poured tea for the two of them, not daring to say a word.

Song Wanyue knew who was sitting across from her, and she didn't need to hide at all: "I want to know, if we have been together for a year like this, will it affect me in the future?"

The expression was clear and clear, but Bai Wuchang was a little surprised: "She died, you know it?"

Even if Xiao Mingyu returns to the underworld, he is still a ghost, the one who left.

Is she worried about a ghost?

Song Wanyue: "Whether she is a human or a ghost, it doesn't matter to me anymore."

The important thing is that she is Ming Yu.

This is Song Wanyue's attitude.

Bai Wuchang looked at her and seemed to be a little emotional, no wonder Lao Hei is such a person who accepts death and acts according to the rules, but he didn't hand over the report to Master Jiu when he went back, "She used to have an appointment with someone, and she came back to take care of everything in a year. But the premise is that no one knows her identity." Once his eyes are serious, they are so deep that he can see the bright red like flowers on the other side: "But you are too smart."

In a word, Song Wanyue's heart was tightly curled up into a ball. After she came in, Bai Wuchang finally felt a desolate and mournful aura from her.

Is it her...

Will her Mingyu be hurt because of her?

"Is there any way to make up for it?"

Song Wanyue's eyes were much sadder, she looked at Bai Wuchang anxiously and nervously, her tone was full of pleading.

As far as gods and Buddhas are concerned, one point of piety is one point of feedback.

Bai Wuchang naturally felt her heart, and he sighed lightly: "Everything in this world is inseparable from the word "rules". If you get it, you must lose it. This can probably be classified as the law of energy conservation in the textbooks of contemporary people." ?”

Got……

But what she got was the most precious, and what she lost was also the most precious.

Song Wanyue thought over and over again, her beautiful eyes were clouded with mist, and she was a little at a loss: "I know, but without Mingyu, what else can I lose..."

She is not afraid of losing.

She already has nothing, doesn't she?

Outside the window, it began to rain unseasonably again.

Accompanied by the rumbling thunder, Xu Ruying couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning, her chest was hot and hot, kicking the quilt away didn't help, as if she was being pressed by something.

It's been a long time since I felt this feeling, and it's even more heart-wrenching than when I was fighting with her and Wan Yue.

What's wrong?

Xu Ruying felt uneasy, she was afraid that something would happen to Wan Yue, so she quickly sent her a message.

--are you asleep?

Wan Yue returned quickly.

- I'm asleep, don't disturb me.

Xu Ruying: ...

Seeing the very Wanyue-style message, she was somewhat relieved, but the knot in her chest was like a mass of gas that would not dissipate for a long time, and she couldn't resolve it even after tossing and turning, so she could only get up and drink a little wine to see if it could be relieved. Alleviated.

Huang Lan next door also stayed up all the time, she knew that Wan Yue had gone out secretly, and she didn't know who to meet, but she felt a little uneasy in her heart, and kept listening to the movement at the door.

At about eleven o'clock at night, the door was opened, and Song Wanyue walked in on tiptoe. Huang Lan put on her clothes and blocked the door: "What did you do?"

Song Wanyue shuddered, she turned her head to look at Huang Lan, her face turned pale under the weak light: "Auntie, why aren't you asleep yet?"

Huang Lan stared at her, "It's so late, where have you been?"

She looked Song Wanyue up and down, always feeling that something was wrong with her.

Wan Yue smiled slightly, and she wiped the rain from her forehead: "Hey, a colleague from the work unit suddenly fell out of love, and asked me to go out for a night talk, okay, you go to sleep, or how can you wake up to dance in the square tomorrow?"

Huang Lan looked at her hesitantly: "Are you... all right?"

"It's okay, just a little tired."

"She is so good at talking, my head is still buzzing." Song Wanyue said and walked into the kitchen, "Auntie, go to sleep, I'll make myself a bowl of noodles."

During this period of time, she didn't know much about other dishes, but Ming Yu's favorite dish, egg and tomato noodles, she cooked skillfully.

Huang Lan saw that she felt like she was thinking too much. She told her, "Don't go to bed too late, don't eat too much, or your stomach will feel uncomfortable," took a breath and went to rest.

As soon as people leave.

Song Wanyue's figure froze slightly, she was silent for a moment, looked at the rain outside the window, and turned on the gas stove.

Hot noodles with a seductive atmosphere, this is what Song Wanyue would cook for Ming Yu on her birthday.

She still remembered that she and Xu Ruying celebrated her birthday together last time and told her about it.

——My Ming Yu, I don’t like sweets like cakes. Every birthday, I eat a bowl of noodles that I cook for her. So all these years, I don’t know how to cook anything, I only cook noodles .

This dates back to a long time ago, when their family was not big and the two of them didn't have much money.

But this bowl of noodles can make them eat each other with a mouthful of love, laughter, and happiness and romance.

But now, taking advantage of the rain outside the window, Song Wanyue picked up the noodles with her chopsticks, sniffed them on the tip of her nose, took a tentative bite, and chewed lightly, her eyes were a little confused.

Pick up another chopstick and take another bite, she is still the same.

Gradually, Song Wanyue ate all the noodles one by one, and the bewilderment on her face gradually faded away, replaced by a sense of relief and understanding.

I don't know how long it has passed, and with a line of tears falling, Song Wanyue looked out the window at the unclear night outlined by the rain and night, and whispered softly: "I would have eaten your cooking again if I knew it."

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