I want to be friends with the hero

Chapter 47 Trial Marriage Travel 5
The door of the back room opened, and Shen Yun finally saw the true face of the three of them.

The old man walking in the front, with a red face, wearing a white coat, stroking his long white beard with one hand, walked towards them briskly.

First of all, I would like to apologize: "Two little friends, please wait for a long time."

A pair of embarrassing eyes missed Yu Chengqi and landed on Shen Yun: "Old Xiangzhuang, the patriarch here."

Then pointing to the two people behind him, he introduced: "This is my younger brother, Xianghe. The other one is Ms. Yang Man, and she is also the gatekeeper for your trial marriage trip."

As soon as his words fell, Yang Man behind him stepped forward quickly, his voice was shrill: "Trial marriage?"

Ms. Yang took a few steps beside Shen Yun. While she was looking at Shen Yun, Shen Yun's eyes naturally fell on her. She had silver hair, and the traces of time were engraved on her old face. , but has precipitated an elegance and calmness.

Thick eyelashes cast slanted shadows, a smear of vermilion on her smiling lips, and the graceful curves outlined by her elegant cheongsam all express her enthusiasm for life. This is an elegant aging lady.

There was a bit of respect and longing in Shen Yun's clear eyes, and she couldn't help standing up straight: "Without a doubt, you are the most elegant lady I have ever seen. It seems that all the praises written by the poet are written for you."

Ms. Yang's smiling lips showed a graceful arc. She had heard too many sweet words, but her eyes couldn't deceive anyone, and the little girl's clumsy movements and nervousness under her skin didn't seem to be faking.

But she turned her eyebrows and looked at Yu Chengqi, with a bit of teasing: "The gatekeeper refuses to please."

Then she turned to Xiangzhuang, the cloud shoulders swayed with her rotation, and the auspicious clouds embroidered at the bottom also added a bit of vividness.

"Old Zhuang, you are finally willing to give me a job." A pair of beautiful eyes stared at Mr. Zhuang, "If I remember correctly, this is the first time in 30 years."

Xiangzhuang looked calm.

But Xiang He, who was dressed in a Tang suit behind him, interjected: "You have an old face, can he give you a job?"

He wanted to say something else, but Ms. Yang just glanced at him lightly, and immediately stopped talking.

Without paying much attention to him, Ms. Yang took Shen Yun's hand kindly: "Don't take it wrong, little girl, Xiaohe is born with a poisonous tongue, and he deserves to be single for the rest of his life."

Xiang He hummed beside him.

Ms. Yang didn't give him a look, instead she fixed her gaze on Yu Chengqi: "Don't follow him, someone, be careful that the duck in your mouth will fly away."

Facing her yin and yang strangeness, Yu Chengqi unexpectedly said to her: "Little girl is a little stubborn, but she is not too stubborn."

The words between the two of them made the others open their hearts. Although Shen Yun was confused, she was keenly aware of the strong smell of gunpowder.

The eyes of the two met, and neither of them showed weakness.

Ms. Yang approached Shen Yun calmly, and Yu Chengqi could clearly see the provocation in her eyes.

He looked away and was defeated first.

Ms. Yang is like a child who steals honey, with a contented expression on her face. With a proud posture, she thinks proudly: "Thanks to the pair of wise eyes that found the position of the gatekeeper back then, the regress of the stinky brat, this is a big mistake." It is the lifetime of the last sentence."

When facing Shen Yun, she became gentle and amiable again, and comforted: "Little girl, don't worry, this trial marriage trip is just a formality, and the old lady is not a good man."

Shen Yun: No, you can turn on hell mode.

"You and Yu...uh, Cheng Qi know each other?" Otherwise, why did the three keep looking at her alone?

Ms. Yang pouted at her playfully, and Shen Yun looked in the direction - Mr. Zhuang pulled Yu Chengqi aside to talk, the two had a discussion and seemed to be having a good time.

"He is Lao Zhuang's long-term friend. He used to come here often, and we got to know each other after coming and going."

Seeing her ambiguous eyes, Shen Yun had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, the old lady stared at Shen Yun, her eyes became brighter and brighter, and she had imagined so many novels or TV series in her mind, her heart seemed to return to the day when she passed all five levels and became the gatekeeper. The flames grew higher and higher.

"How old is the little girl? How did you meet Xiao Bingshan? Did he pursue you, or was the woman chasing the man? I originally thought that Xiao Bingshan, like Xiao He, would be destined to die alone..."

"Why did you involve me again?"

Ms. Yang turned to look at him, with a clear expression on her face: "Why haven't you left yet..."

Xiang He stomped his feet angrily, turned around and left arrogantly, gnashed his teeth and said, "Little girl..."

Ms. Yang: "He wanted to say that only girls are hard to raise. I can't remember how many times I told him, so let's ignore him."
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The starry sky hangs low, and the moonlight is gentle.

The girl sits on the roof and looks up at the stars.

Yu Chengqi stepped on the tiles and walked to her side, and sat down.

Shen Yun's sense of hearing and smell are very keen, and he can hear the sound of wind and grass clearly. At this moment, Xing's eyes are full of surprise, did he float over?

"Why are you walking without making a sound?"

"Concealment, a compulsory course for an excellent soldier." After answering her question, Yu Chengqi tried to find a topic, "Are you counting stars?"

Shen Yun raised her arm and bumped him lightly, her laughter was as crisp as a silver bell: "Am I a child?"

He stared at her sideways, with intoxicating tenderness in his eyes, and his voice was exciting: "I hope you can be like a child, always innocent and joyful."

The sudden earnestness was mixed with a bit of nervousness, which made Shen Yun feel that what he promised was not an expectation, but a vow of eternal love.

That sentence also seemed to have magic power, repeating in her mind over and over again.

Shen Yun's heart was pounding, and at the same time, she was shy and inevitably felt sad.

Avoiding his gaze, he brushed the loose hair behind his ear with his right hand, and changed the subject a bit bluntly: "There are quite a lot of things that happened today... Even standing on this land, I still feel like I am dreaming. "

I don't know if it was her illusion, but Yu Chengqi's face seemed a little heavy, and she touched her arms reflexively.

Some stumbled, trying to drag the topic a little further: "I... the dream interpretation in my imagination, in which lived... many strange old people. They are kind-hearted, deep-minded, but slightly weird-tempered.

Because like-minded people get together, they set up strange clubs, and they don't stick to the number of people, and they can form groups of three or five. "

While speaking, Shen Yun carefully observed his expression, and anxiety surged in her heart: "The theme of the party can be a book or a philosophical question, or even just a single word."

The eyes of the two met unexpectedly, and his voice seemed to be icy: "Is it finished?"

(End of this chapter)