Everyone read the script except me [Transmigration Book]

Hearing that the crazy monk said that he likes him, the smile on Yan Wujiu's face became sweeter and brighter.

wow, so interesting?

But any enemy who doesn't like himself, and also thinks he doesn't like it, suddenly becomes stupid, reforms himself and shows kindness to himself, it will make people feel very happy.

One is to let out a mouthful of resentment accumulated in his heart, and really want to pat his dog's head with a notebook for holding grudges and say: Heh, you also have today!

The second is that when the monk said these words, he looked like a concentrated and peaceful holy monk, which was quite...cute.

When Yan Wujiu thought that he was stupid and would return to normal at any time, he felt the excitement of going crazy on the verge of danger!

I don't know what wonderful expression he will show on his sharp and indifferent face with eyes in the sky like this in front of him if the monk thinks about it?

The more Yan Wujiu thought about it, the more amusing he became, the amber brown eyes were shining brightly.

To have the opportunity to see the scene of Fen Lian losing her composure, he felt that it would be worth it even if he was tormented by him again at that time.

What's more, the stupid Fenlian is so funny, it's impossible not to bully him.

Yan Wujiu smiled a little more cheerfully, looking at the ascetic and peaceful monk on the opposite side.

The other party focused his eyes and looked at him peacefully.In fact, he's been looking at him like that the whole time.

Yan Wujiu stretched out his hand to him, blinked his eyes: "Since you like me, why don't you come over?"

Fen Lian hesitated, and he didn't remember why, but subconsciously felt that Wu Jiu shouldn't touch him.

In his chaotic mind, he vaguely recalled some memories of yesterday, he seemed to be poisonous: "Not yet, the little monk..."

Yan Wujiu didn't mind, blinked his eyes and smiled frivolously and presumptuously: "I'm not hurt, and neither are you, it won't be contagious. Come here."

Fen Lian frowned slightly, thinking and restraining herself, but she couldn't resist Yan Wujiu's smile and eyes, she stood up spontaneously and walked towards him hesitantly.

Walking in front of Yan Wujiu, only one palm away, he stopped.

Yan Wujiu sat on the railing, Fen Lian stood.

Those who are sitting have a slightly lower vision, and those who are standing lower their eyes.

However, Yan Wujiu, who smiled flamboyantly and wantonly, gave people a condescending feeling.Fenlian with downcast eyes gave the impression that she was restrained.

It's like a thin layer of moon white monk's robe, restraining all his rough edges and bony spurs towards the inside, presenting Yan Wujiu only the soft inside.

Therefore, this person can reach out his hand at will, and will never be hurt by the thorn again.

Yan Wujiu looked at Fenlian with slightly bent smiling eyes, raised his right hand, and touched Fenlianyue's white monk's robe curiously.

The monk's robe is like the moonlight on a spring night, old and light blue and white, the cotton and linen feel a little rough to the touch, and even the fingertips feel numb.

Yan Wujiu's fingers touched Fenlian's abdomen through the monk's robe.

A soft belly is a place of vulnerability, both to beasts and to humans.The muscles under his fingers were slightly stiff but not soft, and the monk's body and facial expression showed no defense at all, even if it was just conditioned vigilance.

It's like a wolf dog at the mercy of its master.

Yan Wujiu's fingertips went up through the monk's robe along the smooth lines of thin muscles, and landed on Fenlian's heart.

The heartbeat under my finger is very regular, not neat and regular, but more vigorous and vigorous.

As if jumping and jumping like this, it will break through the layer of flesh and blood, and jump into Yan Wujiu's palm.

The heartbeat vibrated with the blood under Yan Wujiu's finger, and even Yan Wujiu's own blood pulse seemed to be beating along with it.

Yan Wujiu touched his heart again and again, with a bright and sweet smile on his face, looking directly into Fenlian's eyes.

On the contrary, his voice was very soft, and he murmured vaguely, as if he was as mysterious as a flower demon: "Master, your heart beats so fast."

Fen Lian just looked at him, her expression reserved and calm as before.Eyebrows unblinking, compared to the previous concentration, there is something more.

Yan Wujiu didn't know what the extra thing was, but when he saw the monk standing still like a Buddha statue in front of him, his Adam's apple suddenly rolled.

Yan Wujiu's fingers left his heart, and climbed up to his neck, then Adam's apple.

"No fault." The monk's voice was as soft as breath, calling his name with a restrained face, but there was no emotion for peeping.

Yan Wujiu withdrew Chao Yue's fingers, the corners of his lips were curled up, his brows and eyes were still smiling.

But maybe it's the moonlight that confuses people, this gorgeous smile always makes people feel that it is accompanied by the gloom under the gloom, just like Yan Wujiu's always sudden discouragement.

Yan Wujiu stretched out two hands towards Fenlian, and opened them slowly, like lovers asking for a hug: "Didn't Master say he likes me?"

There was only a moment of hesitation in Fen Lian's eyes, before he could react, Yan Wujiu suddenly laughed lightly, the corners of his brows and lips curled up in a frivolous and proud arc of pleasure.

His body left the colonnade he leaned on, and the open space behind him was the courtyard.

There are soil, pebbles, bluestone slabs and weeds, as well as the luxuriant and thorny Tumi Buddha laughed at.

There was only one hand left out of Yan Wujiu's outstretched hand, the other was hanging behind his back, and his body also slowly leaned back.

When she realized it, Fen Lian had already hugged him.

Hugging him tightly, Yan Wujiu frowned slightly in pain, but the smile on his face was presumptuous after he succeeded, and then the smile faded away, returning to the usual frivolous and arrogant.

After Fen Lian came back to her senses, she didn't let go of him, but slightly adjusted the stiff and unfamiliar movements, so that the person being hugged by him would be more comfortable in his arms.

Where Yan Wujiu couldn't see, under the moonlight, Fenlian's eyebrows and eyes were sharp and sharp, but like a tamed golden eagle, he was calm and calm.

"Next time, don't sit in such a dangerous place." The monk's voice was hoarse and calm, and his tone was very light, light and gentle.

Yan Wujiu wanted to sneer subconsciously, what's the danger, didn't you see that he had one hand behind his back?

If the monk hadn't followed him, he wouldn't have been hurt.After all, Yan Wujiu is afraid of pain and narcissistic.It is absolutely impossible to let myself take risks just to tease this monk.

But when their chests were pressed together, the monk's heart was beating in shock, and his laughing voice became a little looser, not so mocking and stabbing.

Just when he was about to fall, the monk's eyes changed suddenly, he grabbed his hand and pulled him back while moving forward, which made Yan Wujiu crash into his arms.Because of this, Yan Wujiu's heart was also a little unstable.

He stood with his hands tied, without hugging him back, his fingers were idling over the monk's robe on Fenlian's back waist.

"Don't be afraid, Lianlian will catch me, right?" The arrogant and domineering dude bully is best at making progress and being proud of being favored.

"Ah."

Yan Wujiu laughed silently when he heard his voice, the voice was innocent, clear and soft: "I can call you Lianlian."

"Wu Jiu can call you whatever you like."

"I called you a bald donkey, are you angry?"

This time, the monk thought for a while, before Yan Wujiu's eyes turned cold, he said peacefully: "If you only call me a monk, don't get angry."

Yan Wujiu let out a series of muffled smiles, hugged him like a big toy or a pet, swayed, and said happily: "Lianlian is so good, Wujiu likes you."

This is the first time Yan Wujiu said he likes Fenlian.

That was the 23rd of May in the lunar calendar.

The last quarter moon is very beautiful, just like the arc of Yan Wujiu's eyes when he blinked his brows and eyelashes half-closed when his smile was gorgeous.

……

After waking up in the middle of the night, Yan Wujiu never went back to sleep, he teased the foolish monk with half-truth and half-truth, while watching him coldly, to see when he would return to his normal appearance during the day.

However, it did not.

The night was turning white, the stars in the sky had dissipated, and before the light of the sky spread from the horizon, Fen Lian began to pay attention to the time.

When the rays of the sun were faintly tinged with crimson, he lowered his eyes and looked at Yan Wujiu seriously, already intending to bid farewell.

"Are you leaving?" Yan Wujiu tilted his head slightly, knowingly asked.

Fen Lian nodded.

"Where are you going? When will you be back?" Yan Wujiu at this moment is like Fenlian who usually controls him, and the positions of the two are reversed.

He smiled half-smile, quite amusing.

There was some hesitation in Fen Lian's eyes: "I don't know. But, it cannot be illuminated by the sun."

Yan Wujiu was about to say that he can hide in his room.

This time, Fen Lian did not wait.Just like that day by the Sishui River, the moon-white monk's robe disappeared from Yan Wujiu's sight in a few moments.

Yan Wujiu quietly looked at the back of Fenlian who left hastily, belatedly remembered that he had said before leaving: "See you soon."

At this time, the sky was slightly bright, and the courtyard was covered with misty blue morning mist, and the sound of cocks crowing and dogs barking could be heard in the distance.

Yan Wujiu's expressionless face slowly evoked an arrogant and boring smile.

"I won't see you soon." It's just that the one who will meet again is not the obedient and funny holy monk, but the demon monk who looks at each other and hates each other.

Yan Wujiu turned his head and went back to sleep for a while.

When the time came, he continued to get up and practice martial arts with Fen Lian, who had an indifferent face.

During the break of martial arts practice, Yan Wujiu took a special look at Fenlian, and found that apart from his usual inhuman indifference and his usual seldom looking at himself, his face seemed a little pale.

The faint dark circles under his eyes made his demeanor even more gloomy and lonely, cold and forceful.

But because of this, he was faintly mentally weak and in a worrying state.

Yan Wujiu found that today's Fenlian is more silent than ever before.

This kind of silence doesn't mean that he doesn't talk - he didn't have a few words with Yan Wujiu in the first place.Rather, it means that the city is deep and full of thoughts, and the whole person's mind and attention are inclined to the inside, and autistic people are generally not distracted from the outside world.

When Yan Wujiu was practicing palm techniques, he turned his head and saw that Fenlian even had his eyes closed.The long eyebrows with sharp and perfect eyebrows were slightly lowered, making her look more indifferent and gloomy.

I don't know if it's because I didn't sleep for two nights and I was sleepy, or because I switched between the demon monk and the holy monk, resulting in neurasthenia and lack of energy, I closed my eyes and rested my mind.

There doesn't seem to be much difference between the two.

Yan Wujiu's eyes turned slightly, and he blinked, then a wicked look appeared.

While continuing to perform palm movements smoothly on the plum blossom pile, he naturally approached the direction where Fenlian was.

There was a tall Sophora japonica tree over there, and the sophora japonica flowers in full bloom fell down and spread a thin blanket on the ground.

Fen Lian was sitting on a chair under the tree, wearing a light blue moon white monk robe, and the fallen flowers on the ground were brighter than his whole body.

Yan Wujiu suddenly turned his head and attacked Fenlian.

The palm wind startled pieces of pure white Sophora japonica flowers, and the snow seemed to be flying, and a small crescent moon fell on Fenlian's face.

Fen Lian didn't open her closed eyes, raised her hand, and picked up the falling flower on her face calmly, but she did not rush to block Yan Wujiu's attacking palm.

He didn't suppress it at the beginning, but coordinated with Yan Wujiu to dismantle several moves with one hand.

Then he slowly opened his eyes, and while dismantling and feeding the moves, he explained lightly, what were the deficiencies and flaws when Yan Wujiu attacked, and how to improve his response.

After fighting for a long time, Yan Wujiu didn't even touch the opponent's hand, but Yuebai's monk's sleeves blocked him tightly.

Yan Wujiu's expression became more and more serious. When he was cold and not smiling, his facial demeanor was always as cold as winter, but in his heart he didn't care too much about not being able to take advantage of it.

If he could defeat this master after studying with Fen Lian for more than a month, then there is only one possibility, that is, Fen Lian is dying, and it doesn't matter if he makes up the knife or not.

Of course, there is also a possibility that Fen Lian is too lazy to fight him and is letting him go.

Yan Wujiu changed his tactics and was about to fight again, so that he could run away until the end of get out of class time.In this way, Fen Lian had no reason to use his sneak attack as an excuse to torment him again.

However, this time the speed of changing moves was too fast, the Sophora japonica flower under his feet was still fresh and was crushed on the bluestone road by Yan Wujiu who was fighting.

Yan Wujiu was caught off guard that his foot slipped, he lost his balance for an instant and threw himself towards Fenlian.

Fen Lian, who had kept her half-closed eyes, opened her eyes abruptly with an unfocused expression. She looked at her with cold and stern eyes, and opened her hands to catch Yan Wujiu without thinking too much.

Yan Wujiu's palm took off half of his strength and hit Fen Lian's chest firmly, without moving his eyebrows or eyelashes.

With such actions, the chair under Fen Lian could no longer survive the disaster and fell apart completely.

Yan Wujiu lay on Fen Lian's body, leading Fen Lian to lie down on the discarded chair and fallen flowers together.

Only then did a tinge of annoyance appear in his eyes, but there was no damage at all from someone's cushioning, only his face was slightly numb when he hit Fenlian's shoulder.

Different from the holy monk who was restrained and abstinent during the onset of the disease, even though Fenlian's aura was restrained at this moment, it seemed that he was deliberately suppressing some dangerous power, and his aura and sense of presence were extremely strong.

Yan Wujiu was so close to him, he subconsciously felt that the sharp edge was on his back, and the alarm bells were ringing all over his body.

He was about to sit up in an instant, but the arms across his back stopped him.

Yan Wujiu's expression changed instantly, his hands supported Fenlian's shoulders, and he looked at Fenlian fiercely.

There was a spring breeze all over the sky, and the snow seemed to be falling like flower stamens. The two of them were lying on the ground like this.

If you look at it from a distance, this scene is actually quite beautiful.

But in fact, Yan Wujiu's face is expressionless and his eyes are arrogant and fierce, like a snow wolf whose territory has been violated, if the other party is a little careless, he will not hesitate to open his mouth and bite.

Fen Lian's expression was indifferent and restrained, like a dark river with still water flowing deep, and it was impossible to see if there was an undercurrent hidden under the surface of the water.

He didn't let go of his hand immediately, but quietly looked back at Yan Wujiu.

Those black eyes have slightly deep sockets, the shape of the upper and lower eyelids is flat and slightly round, and only when they reach the corners of the eyes, they suddenly slide down and narrow, which is not as perfect as Yan Wujiu's eyebrows and eyes.

If it weren't for the sharp and protruding brow bone, the resolute and resolute line of the bridge of the nose, lips and chin, probably Yan Wujiu wouldn't have given Yan Wujiu the indifferent and powerful impression with his eyes in the sky.But even so, if he laughs out of nothing, it can be warm.

Looking at him like this, Yan Wujiu couldn't help but think of the holy monk who looked at him attentively and gently last night, at such a close distance, ignoring other unpleasant expressions, the monk's eyebrows and eyes are actually the same.

The repulsion in Yan Wujiu's heart gradually diminished a little.

At this time, Fen Lian suddenly smiled, the smile was very faint, and disappeared suddenly.

I can't tell whether it's mocking Yan Wujiu's overreaching, or whether he thinks Yan Wujiu's stern look is so cute and funny... Or, just looking at it from his lying down, the world is beautiful.

Just like in the Buddhist scriptures, Fen Lian just smiled when she picked up a flower and smiled.

After he finished laughing, he became calm as usual, and the arm that imprisoned Yan Wujiu to leave also loosened, only waiting for Yan Wujiu to sit up and leave him.

Yan Wujiu snorted coldly, looked at Fenlian's neck, just now it was more like Yan Wujiu strangled his neck than pressing his shoulder.

But he knew that if he did this, the already tense relationship between the two would be further aggravated.

This demon monk is not his parents, nor is he anyone who offends if he offends, and can't do anything with him.Yan Wujiu is arrogant and domineering, under normal circumstances, he will not do things that are not sure about the aftermath.

The only time I was wrong, or if I was distracted and didn't pay attention at the time, I offended and offended such a god.

Even so, this does not prevent Yan Wujiu from holding his grudge.

When the bald donkey becomes stupid again tonight and comes out to look for him, he will definitely bully him back.

Yan Wujiu stood up, walked out of the yard with a sulky face, and turned his head to give Fenlian a vicious look.

The monk was still lying on the ground, didn't get up, and didn't know what the view there was so good, let him fall in love like this, and wanted to lie down for a while.

……

This afternoon, Yan Wujiu didn't practice martial arts, more or less because he didn't take advantage of the surprise attack in the morning, which affected his enthusiasm for practicing martial arts a little.

Yan Wujiu, who was bored and didn't want to do anything, was lying under the flower tree in the yard basking in the warm afternoon sun, his face covered with the latest scriptures delivered.

This time, it is not a thrilling story that Yan Qingdu and Gao Lingzhihua have to tell, but a heroic adventure in which the six door gods capture and defeat the evil spirits in the rivers and lakes to solve the case.

The protagonist is none other than Gu Yuexi.

Yan Wujiu felt drowsy when he saw these, he didn't finish a book for several days.

When Zhuge Xiao came in, he saw such a scene.

He didn't show any strange expression, and the gentle and warm smile on his face was softer and more harmless than the warm spring sun.

"No blame, I've sorted out the things I agreed to bring to you yesterday. Come and take a look, if you like it, keep it, if you're not interested, I'll take it back."

The book on Yan Wujiu's face fell in front of Zhuge Xiao as he looked sideways.

Zhuge Xiao saw the handsome and proud face first, the amber brown eyes were shallow, joyless and boring.

The lying posture should have looked lazy, but there was no sluggishness on this person.I just feel that it is as gorgeous as a priceless treasure, expensive and arrogant.

Such a person is placed in the treasure house, so people can only see him at first sight.

Zhuge Xiao paused, then lowered his head to pick up the books on the ground.Seeing the name of the story book and Gu Yuexi's Jianghu title on the folding page, he couldn't help but smile with his eyes bent.

Yan Wujiu raised his chin slightly: "Leave them all. Sit down."

It is rare for him to cherish words like gold, Zhuge Xiao couldn't help guessing that something happened and he was in a bad mood.

However, Yan Wujiu didn't speak harsh words to him, and he didn't say any sarcastic words, compared with yesterday, his attitude could even be said to be a little more friendly, but he didn't like to talk.

If he didn't speak, Zhuge Xiao could only speak.

Yan Wujiu is also a good listener, although he may not be very dedicated, but he will always give Zhuge Xiao some feedback, so that he will not be as boring as a one-man show if he continues to talk.

Sometimes he raised his eyebrows and smiled because of Zhuge Xiao's words, and asked a question or two.

From this point of view, it seems that it is so casual and natural for close friends.

However, Zhuge Xiao didn't think that within three or two days, Yan Wujiu would seriously consider himself a close friend.

While chatting, Zhuge Xiao naturally talked about monks.

"From my perspective, Ling Ci seems to believe in Buddhism, so Wu Jiu also eats fast and recites Buddha together?"

Yan Wujiu shook his head: "My mother only donates some incense money on the [-]th day of every month, and only takes a bath and fasts on some special days. I occasionally do it with her a few times, why are you talking about this all of a sudden?"

Zhuge Xiao smiled good-naturedly, and said naturally: "I passed by the tea stand today, and I heard that the master was specially invited by the mansion. Some people said that you followed Wujiu to convert and became a lay disciple. The next is curiosity, and the second is I was afraid that I would not know the inside story, so I did something taboo unintentionally."

He glanced at the manuscript materials he brought: "For example, if the master taboos about these things, killing and killing, wouldn't it be a burden to you."

Yan Wujiu smiled coldly, mocking a little: "Since it's a big Buddha, just respect it. I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?"

These words are interesting.

……

Zhuge Xiao went back and told Gu Yuexi and the others about this scene, meditating: "Yan Qingdu's attitude towards that monk seems to be different from what we thought."

Gu Yuexi is setting up an exquisite game, and when he is restless, he will play chess alone.

Hearing Zhuge Xiao's retelling, Gu Yue breathed a sigh of relief and frowned slightly: "Could it be that he is at odds with that master and is controlled by others?"

When Feng Jianpo heard this, a smile appeared on his usually stern face: "Will such an arrogant and domineering little overlord be afraid of others? Even his father can't control him."

Zhuge Xiao nodded: "That's the reason. With Yan Qingdu's arrogant and unrestrained personality, he will never succumb to anyone, but when he clearly mentioned that person, his words were mocking, but he was at peace..."

"I know this question." Feng Jianpo pursed the corners of his lips, but frowned again, "In the past few days, investigating the case of the flower picker and visiting the surroundings, all the well-known dudes in the city are his acquaintances. Even among these friends, none of them have been ridiculed and treated coldly by him. This person is probably born with a bad mouth, and he can't say a flattering word."

Zhuge Xiao was startled for a rare moment, and suddenly laughed.

Gu Yuexi also raised the corners of her lips a little, and soon calmed down again.

Even so, for some reason, they felt that this person wasn't really that... annoying.

However, this impression stopped abruptly here.

……

When it was dark, Yan Wujiu didn't sleep, he sat beside the Buddha's Smile plant in the corridor, while hurting the poor flower bud, he thought about how he would bully the foolish Fenlian when he came again.

However, he didn't wait for Fenlian, but instead waited for County Magistrate Yan who was dressed in an official uniform, frowning and looking serious.

"Father, what's the matter?" Yan Wujiu jumped down, the expression on his face was relieved by a little smile, it was rare to have the elegance of Zhilan Yushu.

County magistrate Yan did not feel relieved because of this, he brought a troublesome news.

That Miss Ran, who was making trouble with flower pickers at home, suddenly went crazy.

He smashed things all over the room, yelling that he must see Yan Wujiu.

Yan Wujiu suddenly felt amused, raised his eyebrows and asked: "What do you see me for?"

The people from Six Doors followed closely behind County Magistrate Yan.

Without the slightest emotion, Gu Yuexi narrated calmly: "She said...she had a private meeting with you. She will not reveal the identity of that flower picker until she has met you."

To Yan County Magistrate, Yan Wujiu was willing to pretend to be innocent and well-behaved, but to Gu Yuexi, he only smiled frivolously and arrogantly.

Gu Yuexi's voice was cold and calm: "Are you going to have a private meeting with her as she said?"

County magistrate Yan's face suddenly became ugly, and he wanted to say something.

Yan Wujiu laughed first, his face was full of smiles, but his eyes were cold and sharp, and he hid a knife in his smile: "Secret meeting, um, yes. But since she said that, I also know who the flower picker is."

Everyone looked at him for a moment.

County magistrate Yan became worried for a moment, and shook his head at him: "No fault, this girl's family has a good reputation, some things are better said in private."

Miss Ran's father was a member of the magistrate of Yan County. The magistrate of Yan's way of life has always been to keep a front line in front of others and try not to offend others.Although Miss Ran's words made him very unhappy, but he was more worried that if Yan Wujiu said something, it would make things worse.

When Yan Wujiu saw him, his smile was a little restrained, "in private?" He turned to look at Gu Yuexi, "Master Gu is a talented person, he learned from a famous master, if you come to make an idea for me, should I see it or not?" ? If I see her, won't it be a secret that her parents won't leave her to me?"

When Gu Yuexi heard him being so frivolous and eager to get rid of a poor girl, she felt a little cold in her heart.

Thinking of how he just admitted to having a private meeting with that girl in an ambiguous tone, the two of them even had a romantic relationship, but they were abandoned like a pair of shoes like this, the disturbing disgust from a long time ago fluctuated in the lake of heart again.

Gu Yuexi tried her best to keep herself calm, without any personal feelings or dislikes: "This time, Miss Ran made the request in public, and I and other colleagues know that nothing that Young Master Yan is worried about will happen."

County magistrate Yan thought for a while, then nodded: "If you don't blame, go and have a look. It's better to find out the case as soon as possible. You have to learn from the lesson in the future, and don't let your temper be careless... Sigh."

After his father said so, Yan Wujiu agreed to go to Yin's house.

The Yin family is Miss Ran's maternal ancestral family, and it is also the place where her accident happened.

Miss Ran's maternal ancestral family is low-key, but the married daughters are all high-ranking, and they even have a lot of face in the court.

This matter was contacted by Yan County magistrate, who was contacted by the Yin family, and asked him to bring Yan Wujiu to come.Because Miss Biao was crying and going crazy, she forced her to die.

For Yan Wujiu, they had resentment from the bottom of their hearts, for this scum who seduced the lady of the boudoir and then abandoned him, it would be strange if his face looked good.

But Yan Wujiu really showed up, with a dignified and arrogant face, they actually felt empty inside.

Yan Wujiu glanced coldly, he seemed to be less happy than them.Under his domineering aura, everyone seemed to be half shorter.Only then did I realize that they were indeed begging this person to come.

"Lead the way." Yan Wujiu didn't want to say a single word, when summer came, he held on to a folding fan, and when the fan was opened, under the dim light of the night, he saw the words "crazy Yan Qingdu" written on it.

Gu Yuexi looked at the peacock-blue back surrounded by the crowd, and suddenly remembered what the word "stand out from the crowd" meant.

Some people, no matter how much they tell themselves that they should hate it, sometimes they have to admit without resistance at a certain moment in their hearts that it is the radiance that exists with the long night.

How dark it is, how gorgeous it is.

Gu Yuexi doesn't like it, he only likes things that are clear and clear.

White is pure white.Black is the black of crow feathers.It has always been like this, it has been taught like this since childhood, and it will be no exception in the future.

Nor should it be an exception.

……

Yan Wujiu is Miss Ran whom I met in the flower hall.

Even if the Yin family is here, they are shameless, and it is impossible for him to directly enter Miss Biao's boudoir.

However, even Yan Wujiu didn't expect that when she arrived in the flower hall, Miss Ran's eyes lit up when she saw him, and then she went crazy, asking everyone to leave, and she wanted to talk to Yan Wujiu alone.

When there are no outsiders, the Yin family can forcibly stop Miss Ran for the sake of face, but Miss Ran is not an ordinary cousin, she has a prominent family background.

To put it bluntly, the group of people in the uncle's family actually depended on her family to live their lives.Waiting leisurely doesn't have the confidence to be too hard on her, so he can only pamper her.Even if someone from Ran's family comes to discipline her personally, they will still defend her to some extent.

Gu Yuexi frowned subconsciously, and County Magistrate Yan also turned cold, and said some beating words to the Yin family.After all, County Magistrate Yan is doing it for Miss Ran's father, not for people like the Yin family.

Eventually, they came to an agreement.This meeting must not be rumored.The rest took a step back to see what Miss Ran had to say.After all, catching the panic-stricken flower pickers as soon as possible is the best way to calm everything down.

They also had lingering fears from being tormented by Miss Ran, and they just wanted to end it quickly so that they could give an explanation when Ran's family came.

For this case, Zhuge Xiao did not come, only Gu Yuexi and Feng Jianpo.

Feng Jianpo had been staying away from the crowd and didn't say much, seeing this noisy scene, he couldn't help showing sarcasm in his eyes.

Yan Wujiu sat there bored, waving his fan, without even looking at anyone.

Whether it's Miss Ran who is crazy, or everyone discussing ideas.

They made a decision, and Yan Wujiu didn't have any objection, he just nodded to the magistrate Yan who ordered him: "Wujiu knows."

As the crowd left, Feng Jianpo turned his head and glanced at Wuji who was sitting there, and Yan Wujiu, who had a cold and arrogant look, faintly felt that this person seemed to be different from what they said.

It's different from everyone.

……

"Okay, they're all gone, the eldest lady can talk, what do you want me for?"

Yan Wujiu raised his eyebrows, looked disheartened, waved his fan, and said in a sarcastic tone: "This time, I won't need my help to ruin your reputation. But I can't think of anything else. What else is there?"

Although Miss Ran's hair is loose, long black hair without makeup, her complexion is slightly haggard, but it doesn't damage her beauty, it just makes her more lovely and pitiful from the rich and savage in the past.

She was still holding the tiles that threatened the Yin family just now, and now the things let go and fell to the ground.

She covered her heart, bit her lips and shed tears without saying a word, but looked at Yan Wujiu without saying a word, only praying.

Miss Ran said, "Please, marry me."

Yan Wujiu: "...?!"

He stopped shaking the fan, and looked at her coldly, expressionless.

Miss Ran didn't seem to think there was anything strange about what she said, her expression didn't look like it was on a whim, but she had thought it over carefully, and now she just needs to persuade Yan Wujiu to agree.

"My Ran family is considered a big official in the capital, and my father is no more than a seventh-rank official. If you marry me, your father will definitely be promoted. I am not ugly, and I won't embarrass you if I go out. If you really don't like me, we will get married In the future, you can live separately. If you have a sweetheart in a few years, you can divorce me and marry her."

Although she was petite and pale, I felt pity for her, but she took it for granted: "Well, I am very reasonable. Your reputation is not very good. Commonly speaking, you can't marry a noble girl with a higher status than me. You I agreed. Tomorrow my father and brother will come, and then I will..."

"Where's your lover and fiance?" Yan Wujiu said coldly.

All Miss Ran's voices stopped.

"Why didn't you ask him to marry you?"

Miss Ran's face was a little reluctant, she reached out and brushed the hair beside her ear: "What lover? Last time I was joking with you, but in fact I admire you..."

Yan Wujiu smiled, his tone was cool: "Do you think you are better at lying and deceiving people than me?"

He looked at Miss Ran who was frozen there with her mouth slightly open, and said in a soft and boring voice: "The reason why I came to see you is just for one person. If you answer me, I won't tell anyone. You came to me last time." Who is it for?"

He said: "Tell me, how did you know that Song Xiao had an appointment with me on the west wall of the city five days ago? Why didn't she come, where did she go? Why did you come again?"

Miss Ran's face slowly turned red, her eyes filled with tears, she looked at Yan Wujiu resentfully, as if looking at a scumbag with a heartless heart.

Yan Wujiu frowned, and calmed down: "Song Xiao is probably missing. If this matter breaks out, you will still be involved, and you will still have to talk about it when the time comes."

Miss Ran suddenly sneered, tears streaming down, she did not wipe away, looked at Yan Wujiu: "I know about Song Xiao, but why should I tell you? Do you also think that I am not a woman? , Stupid, to humiliate yourself like that for a man? But Song Xiao is not doing the same thing as you, why do you care about her while perfunctory to me? "

"Are you crazy? Miss Ran." Yan Wujiu smiled, "You can arrange your life as you like, but it doesn't matter what the result is. I am not related to you, but who are you?" What I do has nothing to do with me. Why does Miss Ran ask me in such a resentful tone? "

Miss Ran bit her lower lip and said nothing, but her face showed no trace of shame or guilt, she looked straight at Yan Wujiu.

Yan Wujiu's tone slowed down: "What happened? If you tell me about Song Xiao, maybe I can help you solve it in another way."

"Song Xiao is fine. She just went home temporarily. If she really disappeared, do you think there will be no news from the Song family?" Miss Ran said impatiently.

Yan Wujiu's heart sank slightly, he was thinking the same way at first, until the people from the six doors came to him, everything seemed strange.

"Say, what trouble did you encounter? Did you really find someone to ruin your reputation, but you accidentally lost control of the situation? Or, because of the flower thief case, your lover didn't want you? But you don't have to do that If you are in a hurry to marry yourself, could it be that your parents are forcing you to marry some nasty person?"

The more Yan Wujiu spoke, Miss Ran's face became paler, she covered her ears but bit her lips and remained silent.

"If you don't answer, how can I help you?"

Miss Ran suddenly put down her hand, and looked at Yan Wujiu with wide eyes stubbornly: "You can help me, as long as you marry me. Please, this is really the only way I can survive."

Don't say that Yan Wujiu is suffering from a hidden disease, even if he is intact, it is impossible to marry someone casually and go home.

At any rate, he has been a modern person for more than 20 years. At that time, his parents were in a commercial marriage, they were unfaithful to each other, and they lived their own lives. As the only bond between them, Yan Wujiu has already felt deeply enough for more than 20 years.No need to do it all over again in person.

"Impossible, change one."

Miss Ran only had an instant change from being pitiful to resentful and angry. She said softly: "Yan Qingdu, if you don't marry me, if I die, you will kill me."

Since Yan Wujiu was young, no one has successfully threatened him.

He stood up, with a tired and indifferent expression, and walked out the door: "Six doors and people from the government are outside, do you want me to report the case for you?"

Miss Ran looked at him bitterly, the corners of her lips were raised, but tears were streaming down her face.