The rivers and lakes can't stand it

Mu Huarong is undoubtedly a beauty.

Although her stature is too tall for a woman, and she is not much different from many men, but what people often see first is not her stature, but her face.

Some women will make people feel pity, some women will make people feel awe, Mu Huarong is beautiful, but it is undoubtedly the latter.

Yang Qing followed closely beside Mu Huarong, walking on the small gravel road, quietly sizing up Qiu Zhuoxue's confidante.

Although she looked charming and charming, it was because of the charm reflected in her dress, jewelry, and even her temperament and demeanor in her actions.

If you look at Mu Huarong's face carefully, some people will inevitably feel that her lines are too tough and her facial features are too sharp. Her eyes are very charming, her nose is high, but her lips are slightly thinner, making her look more or less masculine.

However, for Yang Qing, this is not a flaw, but instead makes Mu Huarong possess both masculine heroism and feminine femininity.

He has seen many gender-neutral beauties in modern times, and he feels that he has some resistance to beauty, but he is still fascinated by it.

"Little guy." Mu Huarong suddenly lowered his head with a half-smile, "Have you seen enough?"

Only then did Yang Qing realize that he had stared at the other party for too long, and couldn't help but blush. He scratched his hair, a little embarrassed, and whispered: "Look... that's enough."

Unexpectedly, Mu Huarong said again: "Does it look good?"

Yang Qing's face became even hotter, and she almost lowered her head to her stomach, but she nodded honestly.

Mu Huarong reached out and touched his head lightly, and said lightly: "You think I'm pretty, I'm very happy, it doesn't matter if you look at me more, but don't look around like this outside. Many people think It is very dangerous to keep your mouth shut, but in fact, it is very dangerous to keep your eyes open.”

Her voice is deep and hoarse, although it is not as sweet as a young girl, nor as clear as a yellow warbler out of the valley, but it is full of indescribable charm.

Yang Qing was startled when he heard it, and hurriedly raised his head again, just in time to bump into Mu Huarong's eyes, he just felt that these beautiful and sharp eyes seemed to be talking to him.

Of course he didn't feel that Mu Huarong was seducing him, but he still couldn't help but blurted out: "Sister, you are really pretty."

Mu Huarong looked at Yang Qing with some strangeness, of course she could see that Yang Qing was sincerely praising her, it was because of this that it was so unusual.

There are not many men who have the courage to praise her, and even fewer sincerely.

"You haven't eaten the jujube cake yet, your mouth has become so sweet?" Murhuarong felt a little affection for him, so he stretched out his hand and took Yang Qing into his arms.

Her waist was tied very thin, and there was a seductive fragrance on her body, which made Yang Qing dizzy with embarrassment, hurriedly fluttering her wings and hopping far away like a little bird that couldn't wait to leave the nest.

Of course Yang Qing knew that Mu Huarong only regarded him as a child, but he was not a real child, so she couldn't help but blushed and said emphatically, "Sister Mu! I can't take advantage of you."

Mu Huarong glanced at him in astonishment, and then couldn't help laughing out loud. She laughed for a long time before stopping, and said slowly: "Okay, little gentleman, I was wrong. Although your eyes like to look around, But the heart is very upright. It’s just that the road here is a detour, you still come and hold my sleeve, so as not to be left here and don’t know where to go.”

Only then did Yang Qing come forward, holding Mu Huarong's sleeve embarrassingly, she just felt that she was like every man's dream lover: caring, funny, beautiful and hot, people couldn't help thinking about her. Shout out a rich woman post.

"Sister Mu." Yang Qing asked again, "So Brother Qiu likes jujube cake?"

Mu Huarong paused: "No, I only know how to make jujube cakes. You naturally think that if he wants to eat it, he must like it himself. It's not like that. I am very happy to learn more. No matter what you know, even if you can only wash dishes, I am afraid he will be happy to wash and wash with you."

Yang Qing couldn't help laughing.

Mu Huarong also smiled lightly: "When you get along with him, you are always very relaxed and happy, and he never makes things difficult for you, because when he is with his friends, he is already very happy, and there is no more request .”

"If your friend always makes you happy, you can't help but want him to be happy, can't you?" she murmured, seemingly thoughtfully.

Yang Qing looked at Mu Huarong's expression, tried hard to hold back his thoughts, and nodded with difficulty.

"Look, you, a child, understand the truth, but people in the Jianghu don't understand why, thinking that people are willing to do anything for him, just because of the so-called love between children." Mu Huarong quickly put away the previous feeling of loss, He said coldly, "It's really superficial!"

Yang Qing thought of his misunderstanding about Feng Manlou and Qiu Zhuoxue before, and suddenly felt a pain in his knee.

He hurriedly changed the subject: "By the way, Sister Mu, do you know what Brother Qiu likes?"

"What?" Mu Huarong glanced at him, "You did something wrong and wanted to please him?"

Yang Qing shook his head: "Brother Qiu saved my life, but I have nothing to repay him. I really want to do something for him, no matter how much or how little, even if it can only help a little."

Mu Huarong's eyes gradually softened: "You are a good boy. But there is no need, he will be very happy if you have this kind of heart."

"That's it." Yang Qing lowered his head and thought for a while, then said, "By the way, Sister Mu, do you know who Yan Bo Ke is? I asked Brother Qiu before, but he refused to tell me."

"Huh?" Murahong was startled when he heard that, and looked at him in surprise, "Yanboke is your big brother Qiu."

"Ah?!" Yang Qing was dumbfounded, "Yanboke is Big Brother Qiu?"

Mu Huarong nodded.

If you have seen a man like him, you may have forgotten what a woman looks like.

Yang Qing suddenly thought of the sigh of the big man before, and he finally understood why Qiu Zhuoxue's expression looked so complicated at that time.

But what he feels more complicated now is——

It turns out that in this Jianghu, he is not the only one who misunderstood the relationship between Qiu Zhuoxue and his friends, but also the rumors in the Jianghu are even more outrageous than his guess.

Is this the ancient gossip people? !

……

It was already night, and the Wanfeng Xiaozhu was very quiet.

Everyone had a full meal at dinner, and Mu Huarong knew all about the nearby restaurants, whose dishes were good, whose pastries were delicious, whose porridge was best stewed, there was nothing she didn't know, buddy They brought in the food one by one, and even the weak Song Shutang couldn't help but drink two big bowls of porridge.

There are no servants in Wanfeng Xiaozhu, and there are not too many rules. Everyone is very relaxed and at ease.

Song Shutang's body has not fully recovered, and there are not many guest rooms in Wanfeng Xiaozhu, so Yang Qing volunteered to be a caregiver. The two teenagers ate their fill, turned off the lights, and lay on the soft bed and looked at each other. They couldn't help it. Thinking of Mu Huarong's smiling face and Qiu Zhuoxue's familiar appearance.

Yang Qing murmured: "Wow, if I could live like this every day, I would be willing to live a short life of ten years."

Song Shutang reprimanded lightly: "No prospect."

Yang Qing rolled his eyes.

The night was quiet, but the envy in the hearts of the two teenagers almost overflowed.

And the object they envied - Qiu Zhuoxue, is sitting on the chair in Mu Huarong's room at the moment, no matter how good the friendship is, no man should casually enter a woman's boudoir.

Qiu Zhuoxue is undoubtedly a gentleman, he shouldn't be here.

But if this is not a woman's boudoir, but a man's residence, as a friend and brother, Qiu Zhuoxue can certainly appear here.

The screen moved slightly, and a charming and affectionate Murong Hua entered, but a chic and romantic Murong Hua walked out.

He has already removed the gorgeous dress, wiped off all the makeup, and put the pearls and hairpins on the table. These things have only left him for a moment, and in a blink of an eye, they look nothing like him at all. related.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would have guessed that Mu Huarong would be a man.

"Song Shutang's life is at stake. I really have nowhere to go, so I have no choice but to bother you." Qiu Zhuoxue didn't seem surprised by his change, with a slight apology on her face, "We'll be leaving soon."

"It doesn't matter." Murong Hua shook his head, "I said before, you can come to this Wanfeng Xiaozhu whenever you want, and you can bring as many people as you want. It's absolutely not a lie."

Qiu Zhuoxue said with a smile: "Don't tell me you don't want to be Mu Huarong anymore?"

"Why can't Murong Hua and Murong Hua be the same person?" Murong Hua's eyes darkened, "Why do men have to look like men, and women have to look like women? I like these rouge hairpins very much, because I'm a man, so I can't like it, what's the reason for that?"

Qiu Zhuoxue sighed softly, and remained silent. There are many rules in this world that are confusing to people.

When he met Murong Hua, both of them were just teenagers. Murong Hua was despised by his parents because he loved women's makeup and skirts.

At that time, Murong Hua still had the temperament of a young master, spending money lavishly and squandering it in a short time, only to realize that in this world, if there is no money and a deviant hobby, it is simply impossible to move forward.Fortunately, he has some martial arts skills so that he won't be bullied, but he still suffered a lot. In addition, he would never bow his head to be a well-behaved man.

In fact, Murong Hua doesn't want to be a woman, he just likes beauty, beautiful scenery, delicious food, and beauty, as long as she is beautiful enough, she can impress him.

It's just that most people in the world don't understand this truth, or they understand it, but they can't accept it for various reasons.

When Qiu Zhuoxue saw Murong Hua for the first time, he was like a Yaksha crawling out of a ghost painting talisman, his face was wiped with rouge so that he was neither human nor ghost, neither yin nor yang, he was drunk like mud, weeping in the corner of the wall, loudly Scolding his boss as stupid as a pig and dog, he can't even do door-to-door business.

He just has different hobbies from ordinary people, but people simply don't treat him as an individual, and treat his hobbies as his whole person.

So Qiu Zhuoxue stopped, listened carefully to the drunkard's drunken words, shook him awake again, gave him all the money on his body, and asked him to do this business.

This is really a big deal, and Murong Hua also made a fortune out of it. For the sake of convenience, he didn't want to have anything to do with the past, so he simply threw away his men's clothing and played Murong Hua from then on, never getting drunk again .

As the business got bigger and Yu Niangzi's reputation got higher and higher, Murong Hua was more and more suppressed to almost nothing. He was himself, but he couldn't be himself.

This world finally forced him to choose to be a "woman".

Murong Hua let out a soft breath and suppressed himself. He should have made Qiu Zhuoxue happy, but every time we met, he often vented his resentment and anger to Qiu Zhuoxue: "I'm sorry—I..."

He knew well that what everyone saw was the Jade Lady, Murong Hua, but only Qiu Zhuoxue saw the alcoholic Murong Hua.

so always...

Qiu Zhuoxue shook her head and said: "It doesn't matter, besides me, who else can you tell me that you are full of heartache and grievances. You are my friend, and naturally I am also your friend."

"I should have stayed and chatted with you all night." Such friends don't need to say anything, Murong Hua said softly, "It's a pity that I have an appointment with someone tonight."

Qiu Zhuoxue's brows also seemed to have a gleam of joy: "Is it Murong Hua's appointment?"

"It's Murong Hua's appointment." Murong Hua couldn't hide his smile.

Qiu Zhuoxue was sincerely happy for him: "Then what are you waiting for?"

Of course he was waiting for his friend to know the good news, and now Qiu Zhuoxue already knew it.

Murong Hua did not wait any longer.

Qiu Zhuoxue walked out of the empty room, and he walked under the moonlight, suddenly feeling very good.