The blind in farming has the blind way

Tang Luo didn't expect him to be clever, so he couldn't help smiling.

The moonlight casts on the green side of the rockery, casting a shadow obliquely on the ground.

Tang Luo didn't shy away from it, and leaned side by side with Nuoan under the gray shadow behind the rockery.

"You have a very good relationship with the third young master, so cherish it."

Tang Luo shrugged and smiled, noncommittal.

"What about you? What's the matter with you and elder brother? Ye Xun told me that elder brother abandoned you from beginning to end, but I never believed it."

"Hmm...that's a long story." Nuo'an raised his head slightly, his eyes were like water, reflecting the thin stars among the clouds.His exposed neck is gracefully curved, like a swan with its neck stretched.

Tang Luo turned his head to look at him seriously, and suddenly smiled.

"...What?" Nuo'an had just brewed up his emotions, but he couldn't get up or down after being interrupted by him.

Tang Luo shook his head, his eyes curved, "You are really pretty."

Hearing this, Nuoan leaned back on the rockery, lost his mind for a while, and laughed at himself: "What's the use of looking good? You think well, it's not that A Jian started to mess up and then abandoned, it's my problem, I'm too tired. "

"When I was ten years old, my family was ruined, and I was sold into the Ye Mansion to be assigned to the young master." Nuo'an couldn't help recalling that snowy night, when the second wife passed away, the young man in white had empty eyes, and came out of the inner room with a hand stove in his arms. walk out.Snowflakes floated on his hands, gradually melting into snow water.

"I have loved him for ten years, and I have thought about it from the very beginning. When he gets married, I will still guard him, but I will never be with him again."

Tang Luo suddenly felt a sense of what he wanted.He finally figured out what was missing from Nuo'an. He had a gentle personality and a cute smile, but he was a little less popular.

If you let go of someone you have loved for ten years, no matter how strong your heart is, it will melt into a pool of grievances and unwillingness.

If he had been himself and compared his heart to his heart, Tang Luo thought that he could not be as caring as Nuo An.

Tang Luo felt a little sad, he raised his arms, wanting to hug the slender person beside him.

On the contrary, Nuo'an laughed, he straightened up and said: "Don't tell the third young master about this, let him feel guilty for his brother, I feel better."

He has a small frame and a tender face. He doesn't look like a 20-year-old at all, but more like a gentle brother next door.Maybe he has worked a lot these years, and he looks thin, but his strength is not small.He pulled Tang Luo up from the ground firmly with his backhand.

"It's cold on the ground, don't sit for too long."

Tang Luo agreed with a hum.

"Are you still going to Dongsi?"

Tang Luo shook his head, he had just drank a cup of tea.

Nuoan patted him on the shoulder, "The third young master is different from his elder brother, so cherish it."

Tang Luo saw a little loneliness in his eyes.

The moonlight was bright and white, illuminating the light at the bottom of the building.

After a meal, Tang Luo was absent-minded. When Tang Luo came out of Ye's house, he was full of doubts and hadn't filled his stomach much.

Maybe it was because of Mrs. Ye's presence, or because Mrs. Ye's aura was too strong. During the family banquet, Mr. Ye didn't talk to his aunt and concubine.Just before leaving, he called Ye Xun over and talked for a while.

Ye Xun took Tang Luo's hand and walked back along the long street.

Holding hands by Ye Xun, Tang Luo was in a daze unscrupulously.When he came back to his senses, Ye Xun had already dragged him to a stall in the market.

He looked at Ye Xun with doubts in his eyes.

Ye Xun rubbed his head: "I'm in a bad mood? Didn't you eat enough just now? The bamboo shoots and pork noodles here are not bad. I'm just passing by. I'll bring you to have a taste."

Ye Xun's palm was very warm, it was warm on top of Tang Luo's head.Tang Luo didn't know why, but his eyes suddenly turned red.

Apart from punishing those relatives, this was the first time Ye Xun saw Tang Luo shed tears.Now Ye Xun really panicked, he was at a loss and wanted to wipe Tang Luo's face.

"Luoluo? What's the matter? Don't cry, you're not feeling well?"

Tang Luo turned his head to prevent him from touching it, and the water dripped down one by one onto the back of his hand resting on his thigh.

Ye Xun's heart felt as if it had been carefully pricked with needles, one by one, sore and sore.He wanted to coax, but Tang Luo didn't say a word, he really didn't know how to coax him, and scratched his black hair a little irritably.

The owner of the noodle shop came over to serve steaming shredded bamboo shoots noodles. The bowl was not big, and the noodles were topped. The shredded bamboo shoots and chunks of meat poured out on top of the noodles. The toppings were spicy and strong. trickle down.

"Little couple, what can't be said? You are still young, so it's good to have something to say."

Tang Luo burst into tears, sobbing until he was sobbing, he nodded at the shop owner indiscriminately, took the chopsticks and stirred them in the bowl casually, and began to eat noodles with big mouthfuls.

There was still half a bowl of noodles left, Tang Luo slammed his chopsticks on the table hard.

There are many people in the noodle restaurant at this time, and the sound is noisy, but a muffled sound of meat can be heard.

"You bullied me." Tang Luo said calmly.

Ye Xun finally found a chance to sit over and hold him in his arms, Tang Luo didn't struggle.

"Okay, I was wrong. I'll tell you everything you ask when you go home, shall we not be angry?" Ye Xun thought about it, thinking that Tang Luo was still angry at him for not telling him about the Ye family, and thought, tell him now It's nothing, anyway, I have to bear it.

Tang Luo raised his head and gave him a suspicious look, "Eat, let's go home after eating and talk about it."

Ye Xun nodded hurriedly, finished the food in the bowl with a few mouthfuls of noodles, and called the boss to pay the bill. Before leaving, he was a little reluctant, "Luoluo, let's eat again next time."

Tang Luo was noncommittal.

The quiet night of the teahouse is a small window pavilion. From the second floor of the teahouse, night shadows of buildings and boats can be vaguely seen, and lanterns are hung high.

Tang Luo obviously didn't drink, but he seemed out of control, and asked Ye, "Say you like me."

Ye Xun stepped on Tang Luo's footsteps and entered the door, just as he was about to reach out to hug her as usual, when he heard this sentence, he couldn't help but froze.

"what?"

The corners of Tang Luo's eyes were still flushed physiologically, and his voice was low and hoarse, "You have to let me know, are you treating me better or your wife?"

Ye Xun frowned, "What's your problem? Aren't you my wife?"

"It's not the same." Tang Luo's voice was unusually calm, "Or let me put it another way, if the wife you marry is not me, but someone else, will you treat her as you would me?"

Ye Xun was completely stunned when he heard the words, and remained silent for a while.

Tang Luo smiled wryly, "I see."

Ye Xun hesitated to speak, but Tang Luo stopped him, "Don't say it." He avoided Ye Xun's gaze and murmured, "Go out first, let me think...I have to think..."

Ye Xun got up, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

The author has something to say:

I have a little cute worry, let me talk about it here.

First of all, I won’t be abused. I personally have a relatively low abuse point. You can see it from the previous chapters. This time I really want to write something silly and sweet.

Secondly, it was also said in the previous copy that Ye Xun treats Tang Luo well now because he is his wife. He fell in love with Tang Luo in his gradual life, but he hasn't realized it yet.Tang Luo is a relatively sensitive person. When he was invisible before, he relied entirely on his senses.So compared with what he saw, he believed in his heart more.So the conflict is about talking, not about feelings.

Please put 1 hearts on the cuties~~ I won’t get married, the author is my mother~~

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