The young man was as tall as bamboo and stood there coldly. He was dressed in black as black iron and held a sword in his arms. It made people retreat three feet. He looked exquisite and had no smoke and anger. He was like a piece of wood.
A pair of dark eyes could not see the light, staring at dyed white.
Across the four eyes of the crowd, the mute girl was cold in white, wearing a mask, revealing only a cold white jaw, indifferently took back her eyes and turned away.
"What did he do just now? Does he look as good as me?" Chu Zhouzhi was very dissatisfied with ranbai's behavior. After taking her away from the noise, he asked.
When ranbai heard this, he really looked at Chu Zhou carefully and thought.
"Do you really dare to think?" Chu Zhouzhi was unbelievable and had a headache. "Well, you are a little mute. Do you know what is the reward of gratitude?"
He was still angry, thought and said, "when you can speak in the future, you'd better read it a hundred times a day, young master."
“……”
One of the ten human confusions.
Ranbai doesn't want to quarrel with Chu Zhouzhi about this childish behavior and moves forward silently.
"Why didn't you protect me just now?" Chu Zhouzhi was still bitter.
"You don't protect me." Chu Zhouzhi looked depressed, and his long eyelashes hung lazily.
"Do you know how serious your behavior is?"
"Do you know the consequences of doing so?"
"Have you ever thought about what to do if the flower ball hits me?"
"I am wronged by such a sudden disaster."
Ran Bai had no expression on her face. She listened lightly and clenched her left hand. Now she suddenly wanted to cure her throat, and then asked Chu Zhouzhi to shut up.
"Are you impatient?" Chu Zhouzhi saw the meaning of irritability from the girl's frosty look. He muttered: "there is no sense of responsibility."
“……”
"Did you hear that? It's more nonsense than you." ran Bai said to Feng Luo.
Seal down the innocent, lie down with a gun, sit up and strive for their own reason: "why am I talking nonsense?!"
"Don't you talk nonsense?" ran Bai was surprised.
“……”
Fengluo felt that it was really wronged.
The host hates the official match, because the body can't say it, and then hates it!!!
Too much!
"What are you looking at?" Feng youyou is dressed up as a man with red lips and white teeth. She is very handsome. She has a kind of uninhibited atmosphere in the Jianghu. She is also careless and tries her best to grab the flower ball. She just feels fun. She always looks in the same direction and asks.
Fifteen took back his eyes, did not speak, and shook his head.
Yanbai?
Familiar, but not.
Temperament is not right, face is not right, he remembered Yanbai Chin has a long scar, just girl did not.
Yanbai may retaliate if he escapes. He is not interested in Yanbai's ability, but Yanbai is never allowed to threaten youyou.
Fifteen never deceived her. Feng youyou was very relieved. He stopped asking more questions and went to grab the flower ball in high spirits.
The young man hung his eyes, and the cold light of his eyes was warm for a moment only when he touched the red rope on his wrist.
Suddenly, the red flower ball hit fifteen directly, and people showed their unwilling expressions one after another.
Fifteen subconscious vigilance clutching the flower ball.
Feng youyou's face suddenly changed.
The girl standing above the pavilion looked down shyly.
Feng youyou brought fifteen to join the fun just to play. He never thought that the flower ball would be caught by fifteen.
The boy was obviously at a loss and unfamiliar with all this.
"Misunderstanding..." Feng youYou can only say: "we just passed by and didn't mean to grab the flower ball."
For a moment, the eyes of others looking at them both became strange. They didn't mean to grab the flower ball. They fought here for a long time? Just now, the talent was really passing by. At the thought of the beauty of the man in red, many people were glad that they didn't stay.
The upper lady's face changed slightly, her lips were tight, and she was cold and sad.
Finally, Feng youyou left with the disdain of others. She was also wronged at the bottom of her heart. What's wrong with playing? Isn't it just grabbing a flower ball? As for looking at her like this?
It's inexplicable. He is really a narrow-minded person. If people in the Jianghu are so stingy.
Fifteen's reaction was more direct. He pressed one hand on the handle of the sword. His skin was pale and showed a cold texture.
Although Feng youyou also wanted to teach those people a lesson, there were too many to help, and he couldn't let the 15th CPC Central Committee draw a sword and stop him.
"Leisurely?" the young man frowned and looked at her with low eyes.
"Let's go quickly." Feng youyou reluctantly smiled and lost all interest. I'm worried about whether the girl's father will come out and forcibly deduct 15 or himself to stay for marriage?
…
A few days later,
The spring is bright and the suona sounds.
"Xiao Jiu, do you want to attend the wedding banquet?" in a restaurant opposite the Lin family, Chu Zhouzhi leaned there, propped his chin and asked thoughtfully. His sight fell on the front door of the Lin family. The red silk was festive, and the guests came in and out.
Ranbai sits across from ranbai and shakes his head indifferently. As soon as his fingertips touch the wine glass, he is knocked off. Chu Zhouzhi lazily takes the glass of wine from ranbai and drinks it up. A few drops of wine flow from his white chin. He pours a cup of tea for ranbai and puts it in front of her again: "drink what wine, drink tea."
Ranbai felt that Chu Zhouzhi was not convinced at all when he said this to her while drinking.
"Childe, take you in and ask for two wedding drinks." Chu Zhouzhi lifted his thin lips and joked, "maybe he can get some happiness and marry our little nine children early."
Dyed white, raised his eyes and looked at him without emotion.
"If I don't marry, how can I be willing to." Chu Zhouzhi smiled carelessly. In a low voice, he threw a piece of silver on the table at will. "Let's go."
The Lin family is a small sect in the Jianghu. Wedding is also a festive day. Invitations are widely distributed. No matter acquaintances or strangers passing by, you can see the wedding banquet as long as you sincerely congratulate them.
Chu Zhouzhi walked into the gate of Lin's mansion with ran Baitan and said with a smile: "when I travel in the Jianghu, I have a happy event and come to ask for a cup of wedding wine. I wish the newly married couple white heads and eyebrows, mandarin ducks and wings, and the green sun is auspicious and the peaches and plums are united."
The men standing outside the house were dressed in festive and peaceful faces, smiling and welcoming them in.
The clouds are gradually closing in the evening, and the twilight is like a beautiful woman. The silky, bright and beautiful red clothes are elegant, evil and elegant. The contradiction between prohibition and desire maintains a delicate balance. He lazily holds an ivory folding fan, gentle and evil. His eyes reflect the light and shadow of the evening, like a spring breeze. He looks like a dandy brother of whose family, and inadvertently reveals a bit of slight banditry.
"Try this." however, Chu Zhou stopped drooping his eyes and smelled the wine in the pot. He narrowed his long and narrow eyes, sighed a good wine in a low voice, and poured a glass of wine to ran Bai.