stealing from you

Yusheng stood in front of the gate of Shili Huazhuang, hesitating, it was getting late, would it be inappropriate for her to come at this time?

Many red cloth strips are tied to the branches of the trees planted outside the painting village. Every few trees, there is a lantern hanging. poetry.

"It's better...tomorrow." Yusheng lingered at the door for a long time, ready to leave.

As soon as they got down the steps, the door just opened, and the doorman inside came out with a lantern. Seeing Yusheng, he asked, "Who is it?"

With his back to the door, without turning around, Yusheng said casually, "Ask for directions."

"Where are you going?"

"No need, I, I know how to go." Yusheng whistled, and the horse came galloping. She rode on the horseback and ran into the woods.

The doorman felt suspicious, closed the door, and reported to the owner of the young village.

There is a small stream in the woods. After nightfall, it reflects the stars and the moon, with cool water vapor and sparkling light.

Yusheng used a torch to light the lanterns on the surrounding trees. She tied the horse under the tree, sat by the stream and sighed. Why did she shrink back at the critical moment?

After all, she was not as bold as Lian Sheng.

Someone approached, and Yu Sheng was startled. She was unprepared just now, so as soon as she stood up, the man was already behind her.

The candlelight in the lantern was flickering, Yusheng looked at the person in front of him, and his nose felt sore for no reason.

Duan Qing was carrying a lantern and holding a bright red umbrella, the woods behind him lit up, presumably he had already lit all the lanterns in the woods just now.

"I..." Yusheng wanted to say something.

"You're back." Duan Qingmei's eyes were full of smiles.

Duan Qing couldn't lift his head, Yusheng said in a low voice, "I'm back."

Holding Yusheng's hand, Duan Qing touched her forehead, "Thank you, you didn't forget me."

Yusheng turned her eyes away, she didn't know what to say, all the words were melted by the tenderness in Duan Qing's eyes.

"You came alone?" Duan Qing couldn't feel that there were other people around.

"Well, Liansheng is in Jinghu Villa." Yusheng said.

Duan Qing couldn't hide his smile, he hugged Yusheng around and said, "Go home."

Yusheng put his hands on his shoulders, a little at a loss.

The umbrella swayed, and Duan Qing casually hung the lantern on a tree branch beside him. He handed the umbrella handle to Yusheng, then picked her up and flew away.

The horse grazing under the tree moved its ears, but the two people by the stream had disappeared.

The food was already set in the village, and the old owner sat alone at the table, and he asked the maid next to him, "Why are the dishes so rich today?"

The maid covered her mouth and smiled and replied: "The young master ordered you to return to the owner."

"What the hell is he messing with?"

"The young master said... to pick up the young lady."

"Cough!" The old owner choked on the wine, then frowned, "Where is the young lady from?"

The servant girl didn't know: "This, I have to ask the young master."

Soon, Duan Qing entered the village with Yusheng in his arms, and carried him directly through the door. Everyone in the painting village saw that their young owner came back with a girl in his arms.

Putting away the umbrella, Yusheng stood in front of the dining table in embarrassment, while the old owner looked up and down.

"Father." Duan Qing pulled Yusheng to his seat, "Yusheng is back."

"Oh." The old owner poured wine and drank, "When are you going to get married?"

Yusheng blinked. Are they already talking about marriage? !

Duan Qing held Yusheng's hand and asked her: "Yusheng, there will be an auspicious day next month, what do you think?"

not so good.

Yusheng was speechless. It would be great if Liansheng was here at a time like this, he has always been eloquent.

"What are you in a hurry for?" The old owner said: "You marry someone to pass through the door, what about the dowry gift?"

Duan Qing smiled: "It has already been prepared."

"Then we can start making arrangements tomorrow." The old manor owner nodded, "Remember to send wedding invitations from all sects and factions."

...Old owner, what are you in a hurry for?

Yusheng finished his meal in a hurry, and then Duan Qing led her to the guest room.

"This room has been reserved for you." Duan Qing said at the door, "You can live here temporarily."

temporary?Yusheng was confused.

"From now on, stay with me." Duan Qing narrowed his eyes and said.

Yusheng's face turned red all of a sudden, she pushed the door in, and was about to close the door when Duan Qing pressed the door panel with his hand: "Wait a minute."

In Yusheng's confusion, Duan Qing hugged her and said happily, "I hope this is not a dream. You will still be here tomorrow, right?"

Yusheng hugged him back and nodded.

"Then, I wish you a sweet dream." Duan Qing let go of his hand, took a step back, and kissed her on the brow.

The door closed very quickly, and Duan Qing could feel how disturbed the people behind the door were through the door.

A generation of genius doctors really don't know anything about the relationship between men and women.

With tomorrow's appointment, Duan Qing's mood is even better, and his steps are brisk.