IX Cultivation

Two children who woke up hugged and played in the living room. Wan Ou hugged Xiao Bao, Wan Ling hugged Little Grape, and Long Jun was peeling fruit. He cut various seasonal fruits and put them on a plate. Finally, he put the fork on the table. Get up and put on your well-fitting uniform.

Seeing Wan Ling, she held Little Grape and sent Mr. Long to the door. Mr. Long put on short boots. He was very handsome and handsome. Wan Ling smiled and said to Mr. Long who was about to go out for work: "Come back early in the evening."

Long Jun looked at the man who sent him out, pulled Wan Ling into his arms and kissed him for a while, then said: "Then I'm going out."

"Ah."

After Long Jun went out, he walked for a while, and when he turned around, he saw a man standing at the door, smiling at him, and making a 'bye bye' gesture to him while holding Little Putao's hand.

Long Jun was so bewildered by the picture that he couldn't help himself. When he arrived in his car, he always felt that his heart was empty, as if he hadn't been taken out from the man at all...

208. Are you the mistress who was raised here?

When he didn't recall those weird but real memories, Yan Zhijue felt world-weary all over his head, so he had another identity to retaliate wildly and recklessly for the world's malice towards him.

It was also in this kind of shady matter that Yan Zhijue got to know this dignified Long Jun, and saw the cold-bloodedness in the other party's bones and the release of himself.

I have to say that he really wants to know why Wan Ling likes such a person with normal facial paralysis but whose blood is so dark that it cannot be purified. It is obviously very unsuitable, isn't it?

Men like weak lives, the kind of soft things that can be strangled with one hand, and also like gentle and cute ones. They are soft but not hard. Indifference is true, but it is not impossible to impress and influence.

It's just that this is even more strange, he can't figure out why Wan Ling likes Lord Long, is it his appearance?Or is Long Jun actually very gentle to Wan Ling, but he can't see it?

But no matter what the facts are, Yan Zhijue doesn't think it's important anymore.

He understands Mr. Long, he has no heart at all, no matter how much he likes, it is not as important as his future ambitions. Mr. Long is also a very smart person, so he is sure that when Wan Ling sees the dragon at the wedding When Jun and other women announced that they were together, kissed and exchanged rings, Long Jun would not leave everyone behind to explain to Wan Ling.

Before that, Long Jun would never tell Wan Ling about this matter. At this time, he, the sick and weak young master of the Yan family who cares about his good friend, should appear on the stage, but he probably won't go in front of a man and ask him to follow him. Eloped by himself.

The word 'elope' used on a man makes him very uncomfortable, he wants to be honest with him, but he can't help it now that his 'lovesickness' is a situation of unrequited love, no matter how many years he stays with a man, he will only become a Same fate as Tan Lang.

Some things really cannot be explained by science. For example, in the world he remembers, those people who surround Wan Ling now also play important roles in it. It seems that if you take a wrong step, the ending will be different.

Yan Zhijue faintly felt that he should have something else to think about, but no matter how many times he revisited the doomsday world, he still did not get the favor of God, like a poor bug trapped in a transparent cube, always Some kind of core cannot be reached.

This made Yan Zhijue, who was always manipulating other people even though he couldn't help himself, extremely uncomfortable, but even if he was uncomfortable, he couldn't help it. He didn't know what he wanted to know, and he didn't know what he was trapped by. If you don't live, you can only feel more comfortable when looking at the man's photos and videos, and then regain your sanity, remembering that you still have important things to do.

It is very simple to ask Wan Ling out.

Although Wan Ling is wary of the other three people and knows his own thoughts clearly, Yan Zhijue has helped Wan Ling a lot. Yan Zhijue just mentioned the matter of inviting the man out for afternoon tea, just to chat with him , a man may hesitate but not refuse.

After Yan Zhijue made an appointment with Wan Ling, he was not at all worried that Lord Long would accompany him. He stood in the huge cloakroom, walked through clothes of different styles, stood in front of the mirror, looked at himself in the mirror, and looked at himself in the mirror. Zhong himself showed a gentle smile.

Yan Zhijue's lips are a little pink, and his snow-white skin looks more bloody today, not as pale as usual. If the eyes ignore the strange color, they are actually very beautiful, compared to Yan Xi, who is his younger brother Yan's feminine is different, Yan knows that Jueguang is standing there, there is an illusion that makes people feel like they are bathing in the sun.

If it wasn't for the early necrosis inside, it would probably go to heaven after death, and be the prettiest creature with two white wings.

Yan Zhijue has never cared about his appearance, but every time he sees Wan Ling, he has to clean up and tidy up. This is already his habit. No one in the big empty house dares to disturb him, and the young man is also quiet. Even the breeze doesn't want to disturb it.

From a distance, it looks very lonely, like an elf who lives in a castle and is never allowed to go out, but still breaks the precept.

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Wan Ling was sitting in the cafe waiting for someone. He actually didn't want to see this person, but the other party didn't make any overstepping actions. Apart from the fact that the other party was Brother Yan Xi, the other party had helped him a lot. Wan Ling couldn't find a reason to refuse. I also don't like to owe favors, so I always think about looking for opportunities to invite people to dinner, and leave the little babies to my father and mother to watch and come out.

Long Jun seemed to be very busy recently, he went out early during the day, but returned home on time at night.

During the period, because of the interruptions from the little guys, I couldn't enjoy myself at night. Wan Ling occasionally watched the expression on Long Jun's ruthless "throwing" on the bed just after he was released. Just thinking about it can't help it. laugh it out.

Wan Ling thought, maybe he should learn a little craft, so he can't order food and eat noodles every day.

After chatting with Yan Zhijue, I will go to the supermarket to buy some simple dishes to fry, and search for recipes on the Internet. Even if the appearance is not very good, the taste should not be bad.

As soon as Yan Zhijue got out of the car, he saw through the transparent glass of the cafe the man sitting by the window with downcast eyes and a slight smile. It is more like embellishment, which makes men's clothes more eye-catching.

He felt that the cold and cheerless man had changed a little bit, which made him even more reluctant to let go.

Yan Zhijue tidied up his facial expressions. He was still dressed tighter than ordinary people, wearing sunglasses, like a star walking off a poster. He pushed open the door of the coffee shop, and the wind chimes rang , instantly attracted the attention of many people.

"Have you been waiting for a long time? Sorry." Yan Zhijue apologized as he walked to Wan Ling's side, "It's...it's my first time here, so the driver also searched for a while."

Wan Ling thought for a while, and found something wrong. Although Yan Zhijue hadn't felt unwell recently, the other party seemed to have been recuperating at home and rarely went out. He made an appointment at such a place that was not suitable for the other party. his fault.

"No, I just arrived too." Wan Ling stood up and said, "Let's change places."

Yan Zhijue looked at Wan Ling quietly, and gave a faint 'hmm'.

Afterwards, we simply drank tea and chatted in a tea farm. The owner of the manor raised camellias from the whole mountain. It was also the first time for Yan Zhijue to come here. He took off his sunglasses and took off his jacket. This person seemed to have not been dyed The white paper, only the cheeks are faintly red.

The camellias all over the mountain are in full bloom. Standing in the pavilion halfway up the mountain, there is a waiter who specializes in making tea.

Yan Zhijue was in a cloud all afternoon until he went down the mountain, saw the man answering the phone and asked the person on the other end to put the little ones to sleep first, then he stepped back to reality.

Yan Zhijue looked at the time, and when he heard the man said he was going to leave, he didn't keep him, he only said that he would send Wan Ling back.

"It's not good, I have to buy something."

"I have nothing to do anyway." Yan Zhijue said flatly.

So Yan Zhijue accompanied Wan Ling to the first place in his life - the supermarket.

He doesn't know how to pick men, but he still looks serious, and he always wants to slow down the time. During this period, he saw many things that he had never seen before, which can be regarded as gaining knowledge.

Wan Ling was stunned when he found out that Yan Zhijue didn't even know what garlic and green onions looked like. He felt that Yan Zhijue's face was dazed and confused, and he looked like Yan Zhijue when he asked him what it was while holding an onion. As ignorant as Wan Ou's child.

Wan Ling felt that Yan Zhijue was probably someone who had never even seen that kind of one-yuan coin.

Thinking of this, Wan Ling frowned, and suddenly felt no awkwardness towards Yan Zhijue... only felt that the young man was inexplicably stupid, and even completely forgot to refuse the other party's request to take him to the gate of the community.

But if he could do it all over again, Wan Ling would never let Yan Zhi die.

Because as soon as he arrived at the gate of the community, a woman who was watching him indifferently got out of a dazzling white car and called his name.

The woman was only thirty, she looked capable and sensible, but what she said made Wan Ling frown.

I saw the woman lighting a cigarette, and the small suit became more prominent because of her actions, and there was a rose brooch on the collar of the small suit, which was very beautiful and shone in the sun.

The woman took a puff of cigarette slowly, the lipstick on her lips landed on the cigarette holder, leaving a circle of red marks, she glanced at the man standing