The villain is addicted to tease me

"It's finally here." Jiang Weilai put down his teacup and raised his eyes casually. Taohua's eyes were full of long-awaited banter, but he was taken aback when he saw the person coming.

The man was slender and well-proportioned, wearing a long white dress embroidered with pink and purple begonias, and a purple gauze jacket with wide sleeves and double breasts. His long black hair was simply tied up in a bun with a silver begonia hairpin, and the rest of his long hair was smoothly draped behind his back. The slightly drooping face is fair and elegant, the eyebrows are lightly drawn and the lips are lightly drawn, without excessive decoration, the temperament is already amazingly beautiful and delicate.

Except for her slightly taller figure, it is completely impossible to tell that this beauty is a man.

He looked at this beauty without blinking his eyes, unconsciously forgetting what he was going to say.

Those words that he had thought about for a long time, deliberately trying to humiliate the other party's dignity, became blank for some reason.

However, this beauty obviously didn't like him, so she raised her eyes and rolled her eyes at him, "I really don't understand what kind of perverted fun you are, don't think that you can insult me ​​in this way, Jiang Future, remember me and me!" Your bet is what you say!"

Jiang Weihui came back to his senses, approached the beauty, raised his chin with his index finger, and smiled mockingly, "You look like a woman. However, I suggest you read more erotic pictures and learn how to accompany guests." , but it’s best not to talk, or you’ll be in trouble!”

The beauty pushed his hand away and glared at him angrily.A pair of black and white eyes, as if burning with small flames, were startlingly bright.

Jiang Future looked into his eyes, was stunned again, and rubbed his fingers lightly, the skin that he touched just now was unexpectedly warm and delicate.

"Young master..." Yanrou reminded, "Can I take Wantang to the front hall to pick up the guests?"

Jiang Future hummed lightly, and Yan Rou took Qin Wenxian away. Jiang Future watched his back leave, silently covering his heart.

That's weird, didn't I die a long time ago...

Why does my heart beat so fast when I touch him?

This feeling is really disturbing.

The front hall of Chunyu Building was very lively at this time.

The spacious hall is elegantly decorated, light veil dancing, silk and bamboo sound, the musicians on the stage are playing the piano, the singer is holding the pipa and singing, and the distinguished guests are listening to the music with their arms around the girl, drinking and chatting, so happy.

The singer sang exactly "Nine Songs":

Thinking about your husband, taking a deep breath, exhausting your heart and worrying;

If you can't do it, you will be barbarian, but whoever will stay in Zhongzhou;

Beauty should be beautiful and should be repaired, and Pei Wu rides on a osmanthus boat;

Let Yuanxiang have no waves, and make the river flow peacefully;

Look forward to the future of your husband, who will think about the difference if you blow it;

"Young master, why do they sing this song? Doesn't the sect master hate this song the most?"

Accompanying Jiang Future to the aisle on the second floor, Xiao Wu frowned when he heard the singing downstairs.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, my father can't control anything now." Jiang Weilai leaned on the railing, the corners of his lips sneered slightly, his long eyelashes drooped, and his eyes were a little wandering. "This is my mother's favorite song."

Look forward to the future of your husband, who will think about the difference if you blow it;

future……

His mother had said it when he was very young, and that's where his name came from.

At that time, he only thought that his mother's singing was very beautiful, but he didn't understand what it meant, nor did he understand the sadness in his mother's eyes, nor did he understand what it was like for a woman to wait for a lover who didn't love her.

In the end, my mother always died in this mood.

And the husband she was looking forward to never came to her, because his heart was not on her, and he never thought about understanding her pain of lovesickness.

He was only seven years old that year, and he watched his once beautiful mother die fragrantly. Before she closed her eyes, the way she stared out the window was heartbreaking.

"In the future, you will be his gift to mother. Mother will not regret loving him, it's just a pity..."

He couldn't fully understand the last sentence that his mother left behind, but it was enough to make him remember it painfully.

Every night after practicing hard, he would often think of his mother's longing and desperate eyes.

When he grew up, he felt that his mother was too stupid.

If you know that person will not come, why wait, why love?Why no regrets?

Why did you name him Jiang Future?