Fast time travel: Attack the villain, the villain takes advantage of her beauty

Hearing this, Sheng Wu, who had almost fed half a pack of feed, turned her head slightly.

Looking back, she saw Shen Qinghuan's simple and neat overalls and long coat.

It seemed that apart from Shen Qinghuan wearing a skirt when they met for the first time, the occasional meeting after that would see her dressed in neutral clothes.

Sheng Wu realized that she heard what she said just now, her face was a little hot, and she subconsciously hid the feed behind her back.

"Well, I see."

The girl's charming face has a contrasting obedient look.

Shen Qinghuan, who originally thought it was a vixen who attracted her father's attention, saw her nervous and cautious appearance, raised her eyebrows and stepped forward slowly.

"You, aren't you bored here alone?"

"Ok?"

Sheng Wu was stunned, then reacted and shook his head with a smile, "It's not boring, I don't have to go hungry or cold here, it's already my best destination."

She stood up slightly, looked at the book in Shen Qinghuan's hand, and raised her eyebrows.

"A book in your hand?"

Shen Qinghuan looked down at the blue bound book in her hand, and nodded slightly with a cold oval face.

"Well, this is a new book issued by the school."

"School..." Hearing this word, Sheng Wu's eyes lit up, but then he thought of something, he retracted his gaze, and just nodded with a gentle smile.

"Very good, there is a way out for scholars."

These words made Shen Qinghuan raise his eyebrows, "Haven't you ever read?"

"Because I need to learn the words and phrases of opera, I can read some words and understand the meaning of opera, but I have never read books. The troupe leader said that it is useless for women to study. He only asked me to sing opera well. In the future, I can find a large family to rely on." Oh, she has no memory, these words are all nonsense

Sheng Wu shook her head slightly, looking at the book in Shen Qinghuan's hands, the smile on her face was a bit sour, the girl shrugged.

"Now it's reassuring for him." Naturally, what she was talking about was that she married into the wealthy Shen family.

Listening to her words, Shen Qinghuan's cold face like a lonely moon couldn't help but startled, there was a trace of inexplicable complexity in his eyes, he paused, and finally asked something that shouldn't be asked out of curiosity.

"Why do you want to marry my father? As far as I know, you and my father have only known each other for five days."

What's more, this girl is only one year younger than him!

Sheng Wu was stopped by her question, she lowered her eyes and remained silent for a few seconds, and finally did not answer, but chose to shake her head with a smile.

He remained silent and changed the subject.

"Have you ever heard of opera?" The girl tilted her head slightly, her curly hair swayed slightly in the summer wind, her eyebrows and eyes were lively and playful.

"No."

Shen Qinghuan shook his head, his father had been extremely strict with their education since childhood, he rarely had any chance to play, and even sent the three of them abroad when they were ten years old.

It has only been three years since she came back, and she hasn't heard any operas yet, probably because she feels that she is not used to it.

On the contrary, my father and elder brother seem to like listening to operas.

"It's just that I'm idle and bored, and I don't know how much I remember, are you interested in listening to a song?" After a pause, Sheng Wu seemed to be afraid that Shen Qinghuan would refuse because she was bored and uninterested, and immediately added something.

"It's not an opera, it's just a song."

Glancing at the girl's clear and shining eyes, which were so beautiful under the moonlight, Shen Qinghuan's indifferent eyes blinked mysteriously, and nodded slightly.

"can."

"Thank you!"

Hearing this, Sheng Wu, who was allowed, smiled picturesquely in an instant, and the arc of her mouth was extremely dazzling. She imitated the manner of foreigners and held up a long skirt in an elegant salute.

Shen Qinghuan watched, she had studied abroad for a long time, she knew that Sheng Wu was imitating some details and made mistakes in the details, but she didn't say it outright and hurt her elegance, she just pursed her lips lightly in response.

"It's okay." After that, she sat down on the cradle wicker chair by the pond.

Seeing the appearance of the main courtyard where he had entered only a handful of times, his eyes were a bit deep, his father really put his mind to it.

"Just wait for me."

"it is good."

Sheng Wu took a look, there were no props, left a sentence and immediately rushed into the house.

Soon she brought a folding fan by herself, and then, wearing a simple but delicate suspender dress, began to sing in the yard.

Sheng Wu turned her wrist, straightened her back, and instantly became a fan.

The bright red lips parted slightly, and the bright and clean jaw began to move slightly in line with the rhyme.

"When the play breaks, the water sleeves rise and fall

Sing joys and sorrows, sing songs of separation, it has nothing to do with me

Fans open and close, gongs and drums ring and silence...

I am humble and dare not forget to worry about the country, even if no one knows me. "

After a pause, the stunning Huadan's voice changed naturally.

"People in the audience can't see the old color when they walk by, and people on the stage are singing heartbroken farewell songs

The word love is hard to be lonely, she sings and must be reconciled with blood

When the curtain starts and ends, who is the guest? "

In the last sentence, Sheng Wu was holding the folding fan in one hand, and gently twisting the tip of the fan with the fingertips of the other hand skillfully and gracefully. His figure was standing just right, with an indescribable charm.

She lowered her head and lowered her eyes, turned her head and raised her eyes again, her naturally affectionate eyes looked deeply and lovingly at Shen Qinghuan's direction.

"..."

With just one glance, Shen Qinghuan was stunned. Her appreciation for beautiful things kept her awake for a long time. It was the first time she came into contact with this kind of traditional culture, which was astonishing and shocking.

"How is it? Are you okay?"

After singing, Sheng Wu stepped forward in small steps, stood in front of Shen Qinghuan with a frown and asked inquiringly.

Shen Qinghuan looked at her, praising her without reservation, with a hint of appreciation in her eyes.

"It sounds great, it's unique, it's beautiful."

The eight words revealed her good opinion of Sheng Wu, and the slightest prejudice before was also let go.

"Really?"

Hearing this, Sheng Wudai raised her eyebrows and laughed happily, holding the fan tightly with both hands.

"That's good. I'm afraid that if I lose my memory, I can forget even the words. If I forget the ability to eat, I'm afraid I'm really going to die!"

Shen Qinghuan caught a piece of information again and frowned.

"Have you lost your memory?"

"correct."

Sheng Wu's eyes were clear, "I was in the main courtyard as soon as I woke up, and then Guiwu told me that he and I were married, we are husband and wife, and he knows some of my habits better than me, so I can only With these memories."

Shen Qinghuan's pale and delicate face looked at Sheng Wu with a solemn and serious gaze.

"So, you don't remember how you met my father at all, and you don't remember whether you have feelings for him."

Sheng Wu frowned in distress and thought for a while, "...Ah, it seems so."

After a pause, she smiled softly again, "It's okay, Guiwu knows my habits and treats me very well. He will definitely not lie to me, and I have nothing worth him to lie to."

"Oh, by the way, Gui Wu should be back soon, I have to make him some tea. Let's not talk about it, Qing Huan, see you tomorrow!"

After all, Sheng Wu didn't give Shen Qinghuan a chance to react, and directly lifted the somewhat long skirt, and quickly trotted back to the kitchen of the main courtyard.

"Eh......"

Seeing this, Shen Qinghuan who opened her lips slightly and wanted to say something suddenly stopped, but looked at Sheng Wu's leaving back with a trace of doubt on her cold and moonlight face.

There's nothing worth cheating...that's the best cheating.

This little mother is much different from what she thought.

From the corner of the eye, Shen Qinghuan caught a glimpse of the folding fan that Sheng Wu left behind when she sang just now, and looked at the delicate workmanship on it, thinking about giving it back to her one day.