"For me?" Mr. Folding Fan was stunned, forgetting to reach out to pick it up.
"Yes." Shen Yuan nodded, smiled at him good-naturedly, and moved the sandalwood plum closer.
The tangy plum fragrance made the folding fan boy confirm that this was not a dream. He accepted the plum blossoms in a good mood and joked with her: "I just said that I didn't want to displease the gods. Why did I fold the flowers myself now?" ?”
"It's for you anyway," Shen Yuan glanced at him charmingly, turned around and raised his head slightly, looking at the entire plum forest, "Besides, respect and disrespect are not in a flower, just treat it as the emperor of the three officials." Bless me."
Before she finished speaking, she felt something strange on the top of her head. Just as she was about to raise her hand, the man behind her stopped her: "Don't move." He actually pinned the sandalwood plum hairpin under her bun, but did not stop there. "Just a moment." Before Shen Yuan understood what he meant, he saw his hands intertwined, placed on both shoulders, half hugging and half hugging her into his arms.
"You..." This time it was Shen Yuan's turn to be annoyed. He immediately tried to grab the back of his hand, but he cleverly dodged it, and then whispered in her ear: "Don't struggle, okay. I just want to be with you." Just a moment, just a moment."
Mr. Folding Fan's breath was gentle as he spoke, and it fell on her ears for a fleeting moment, leaving only a warm feeling. Shen Yuan suddenly felt that this person was like a curse. As long as his attitude softened, she would always find it inexplicable that she couldn't bear to refuse.
She didn't know at this time that Mr. Folding Fan had exactly the same feelings for her. Both of them were always too strong, and they would be tit for tat when they encountered each other. Once one of them softened first, it would be magnified into a fight around the fingers. Soft, no matter how strong the aura is around it, it will be assimilated into it and become as soft as water.
"Ayan, only now do I feel that you are real." Mr. Folding Fan was still leaning against Shen Yuan's ear, "Actually, I don't like to hang out in the land of fireworks. I had a disagreement with my family that day, and I was depressed. I came out to relax and happened to see the signboard of Lengxiang Pavilion. I remembered that I had heard some rumors, so I decided to go in and find out."
"And you didn't get any benefits?" Shen Yuan recalled the scene that night and choked back with his own words.
"Haha..." Mr. Folding Fan laughed, and he smiled heartily and cheerfully, "Indeed, the cold-faced oiran is well-deserved, and your green plum wine is indeed unforgettable." He felt that the topic was inappropriate, and then avoided it, "Then At that time, I discovered that you are different from others. You will not deliberately flatter, let alone flatter, but it is precisely because of this that you are fascinating. I am not immune to this. I always want to attract more of your attention and let you treat me the same way. It’s different.”
Shen Yuan chuckled, not allowing him to object, and turned around, forcing him to let go.
"Is it possible that until now, the young master has not realized that he is different?" The two people stood too close, and Shen Yuan could only raise his head to look at them, "Trouble with me like this, if it were different Others don’t know how to look embarrassed and ugly.”
"Really?" A cunning look flashed in Mr. Folding Fan's eyes. Shen Yuan was shocked to realize that something serious was going to happen before it was too late. He only lowered his head and kissed her lips.
The two of them reached out their hands almost at the same time. Mr. Folding Fan reached out to clasp the back of Shen Yuan's head, and Shen Yuan reached out to push him away. Different from the punishment that night, this time it was tender, licking her lips and teeth lovingly, and patiently testing. She wanted to ask for more. Shen Yuan originally wanted to repeat the same trick and let him get away with a few pains, but this time the winter clothes were thick, and no matter how hard she beat and scratched, it didn't work.
She could see that Mr. Folding Fan closed his eyes and kissed her as if he was very devoted. If she was really Mo Changyan, maybe she could endure it for a while, but it was a pity that she was not. She got angry and bit her hard regardless. , the smell of blood immediately filled the air, and Mr. Folding Fan felt pain and hurriedly let her go.
"you--"
"Master, please respect yourself!"
Just as Mr. Folding Fan stared, Lengxiang Oiran scolded and slapped her. In anger, a sickly crimson appeared on her slightly pale face. Perhaps it was the cold weather on the mountain, and the crimson quickly faded away. Well, when Mr. Folding Fan suppressed his anger and wanted to talk to her again, all he saw was a pair of indifferent eyes.
Shen Yuan was trying her best to calm down almost instantly. It didn't matter even if she overcooled herself. She knew very well that she was currently weak and would not be able to gain any advantage in any conflict.
"Are you angry?" Mr. Folding Fan thought she was angry at his own frivolity, so he ignored the pain for the time being and subconsciously pulled her closer, put his hands around her shoulders, and leaned down to look at her.
Shen Yuan's reaction was strange, so quiet that it was almost abnormal. She raised her eyes, and the sparkling light in her eyes flashed: "If you think so, then that's it."
"It's up to you." Mr. Folding Fan felt irritated again. He let go of her angrily and started to leave. Then he stopped unwillingly and turned back to pull her along. This woman was not in a hurry, she was so calm that he wanted to catch her. mad.
Mr. Folding Fan walked silently into the depths of the Merlin, keeping the two of them as far away from the outside world as possible. No matter how far they were, he didn't care whether the woman could keep up with him - he really had to admit that he lost to This little woman.
She is really a beautiful fox, one moment she is cold and aloof, one moment she is playful, one moment she is fiery and perverse, and the next she is cold and distant. In vain, he has been in this world for twenty-five years and has seen all kinds of people. Unfortunately, I don't know who else can control his emotions in the palm of his hand like this.
That kiss just now must have been bewitched by her, right?
Lengxiang Oiran is very good-looking, and it is difficult to hide her beauty even if she is naked today. However, he thinks that he has seen countless beauties. This woman's cold appearance does not stand out, and she does not have the docile temperament that suits him, but she is She didn't do anything to make him unable to control himself.
It was like a terrible desire to conquer. Mr. Folding Fan thought he was about to succeed, but this woman dared to go crazy and hurt him. For the first time, he surrendered, but she remained aloof and gave such a poor answer. He came to deal with it, which undoubtedly made him more angry and questioned his decision.
Originally, all he cared about was the northwest, and the outcome of the Shen family girl had nothing to do with him. But now he has changed his mind - no matter whether she is naive or boring, he will completely let this woman fall and become the one in his hands. .
Her hands were very cold, like the legendary poison that was hard to guard against in southern Xinjiang. It seeped into his skin, flesh, and blood bit by bit. The tighter she held it, the colder it became. His own hands felt pain, but she still refused to say anything. Screaming in pain.
This undoubtedly made him more annoyed and impatient. Even if there was some pity, it would all fade away now. He just hoped that she could have a normal human reaction. Even if she was noisy and mischievous with him, it would be better than being so indifferent to him.