[Comprehensive] I'm so bewitching

marry him?

I'm a little surprised, the man I'm going to marry has very high requirements.

"Look, I'm good-looking, smart, playful, and obedient." Before I could speak, Yang Guo counted on his fingers, "I fully meet your requirements."

I was stunned for a moment and asked him, "How do you know that I like men who are good-looking, smart, playful, and obedient?"

"You told me." Yang Guo smiled, with an indescribable tenderness on his handsome face, "We grew up together, don't you remember? You also told me that this condition is that your grandfather gave you sure."

I stared at him blankly: "It turns out that we used to be really close."

I even told him this.

He smiled, and his beautiful eyebrows and eyes seemed to be dyed with bright light, so good-looking that people dare not look directly at them.

"How is it? Do you want to marry me?" He slightly bowed his head and asked me with a smile.

But I was a little hesitant: "Although you are good-looking, smart, and good at playing, you are dishonest and disobedient."

Grandpa said that it is better for men to be honest.

For me, a man should not only be honest, but also good-looking, smart, and playful.

None of them can be missing.

"Why am I dishonest?" Yang Guo was a little unhappy when he heard this, and pursed his thin lips.

I just pointed out one: "Just now I told you to let go of me, but you refused to let go, and you were still poking on my head."

After hearing this, he had a speechless expression on his face, paused, and then said: "I listen to you in everything, that's a dog!"

"No, my father listens to my mother very much." I retorted.

It's his fault that he refuses to listen to me, but it doesn't mean that there are no such men in this world.

"No!" He immediately refuted me, "Uncle Guo doesn't always listen to Aunt Guo!"

I frowned: "You're talking nonsense!"

"I'm not talking nonsense!"

"Then give me an example!" I raised my chin and said to him.

Yang Guo was stunned for a moment.

He wanted to say something, but he opened and closed his mouth. After a while, he didn't say a word, but his face turned red.

"Can't you tell?" I hummed softly.

"You!" With an angry expression on his face, he grabbed my wrist, turned his head and looked around, then lowered his head and said to me: "You said it yourself! Have you forgotten? You can't remember at all ?"

I was suddenly surprised: "When did I say that?"

He tightened his grip on my wrist, looking at me with anger and helplessness.

I looked at his flushed face and was a little curious: "Yang Guo, what's wrong with you, your face is so red?"

After hearing this, he immediately glared at me.

In the narrow and long eyes, there was a bit of watery, sparkling light, which made my heart jump twice.

"You really don't remember?" He asked me, pursing his lips.

I shook my head: "I don't remember. My father has always listened to my mother."

He looked at me with a look of hatred: "You, do you want me to say it?"

"What do you mean?" I looked up at him.

His face became even redder, and I could feel the heat emanating from his face from a palm-width distance away.

"Forget it, I won't tell you anymore." He pursed his lips and stared at me for a while, then suddenly backed away, "You forget everything, dare to forget everything, little heartless, I'll forget it if you play to death..."

He rambled on and on in a low voice.

Some of me heard it, some didn't hear it, and I didn't care about it.

I just thought about it in my head, when will my father not listen to my mother?

After thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't figure out why.

He must have lied to me again.

"Hello." After walking a few steps, he suddenly turned around, "You haven't said yet, do you want to marry me?"

I blinked my eyes: "But you are dishonest and disobedient."

"I've said it all, I listen to you for everything, that's a dog!" He stared at me with wide eyes, "Besides, when did I not listen to you?"

I gave another example: "I told you to bark like a puppy, but you refused."

"You..." He stretched out his finger, pointing tremblingly at the tip of my nose, "Guo Fu, you're not finished, are you?"

I curled my lips: "You are disobedient, but you insist on me admitting that you are obedient. How is it possible? I will always say it."

"What's wrong with me being disobedient!" He pursed his lips and stared at me for a while, then suddenly said loudly, "Guo Fu, just wait! Even if I am disobedient, I can still marry you!"

After he finished speaking, he turned angrily and walked forward.

Before leaving, he grabbed my wrist hard and held it in the palm of his hand.

Fortunately, he remembered that he didn't grab it hard, but used the strength I felt comfortable with.

I followed behind him, walking slowly, and looked at his back, which was wide and strong, and looked very powerful.

"Yang Guo, are you carrying me behind your back?" I reached out and poked him on the back.

He turned to look at me: "What are you doing? Your foot is broken?"

"No." I shook my head, "I just want you to carry it."

He looked at me and snorted softly: "Okay, you can call 'good brother' first to listen."

"Good brother." Although I felt a little irritated, I looked at his broad back and restrained myself from calling out.

Immediately, the corners of his eyes and brows were filled with smiles, he bent his legs, and exposed his back in front of me: "Come on."

I jumped up and lay down.

He hugged my leg and lifted me up: "If you are so obedient, you can do whatever you are asked to do, and I am... willing."

"What are you?" I didn't hear a few words clearly, so I leaned up and approached him and asked.

He frowned impatiently: "Don't move!"

"Oh." I hugged his neck and stopped moving.

I saw his ears, which were red and well-shaped, and looked a little translucent when illuminated by the sun.

I couldn't help reaching out and pinching it, rubbing it.

Once rubbed, it became redder.

"Yang Guo, your ears are so soft." I couldn't help but say.

He tilted his head and pulled away my fingers: "What nonsense! My ears are not soft at all!"

"Oh." Seeing that his mouth was stiff, I didn't say anything.

He carried me very steadily and walked very flat. I lay on his back and gradually felt a little drowsy.

With his eyes half-opened and half-closed, he saw a small piece of rough-textured linen clothes.

I thought of Yeluqi's neat and clean brocade clothes, and said, "Yang Guo, I'll see my mother in a while and ask her to make you a nice dress."

He must look better in brocade clothes.

"En." Yang Guo's deep and pleasant voice came from above his head.

There was a numbness on my back, and without realizing it, I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

In a daze, I seemed to hear my mother talking.Her voice seemed to be soaked in water, gurgling, I couldn't really hear it.

Feeling the soft mattress vaguely, I rolled over and buried myself in the mattress.

I had a very long dream.

I dreamed of a young man who looked very similar to Yang Guo, he was almost carved out of the same mold as Yang Guo, but his expression was even more arrogant.Wearing a very outstanding clothes, golden crown and jade belt, dressed in a rich and extraordinary way.Followed by more than a dozen attendants, they all called him: "Little Prince."

I also dreamed of Mrs. Mu, she was much younger than I remembered, with graceful eyebrows and elegant demeanor, she was extremely beautiful.

When the two of them were together, they always seemed to quarrel. I saw that the young man who looked like Yang Guo was always frowning, and the young Aunt Mu was often in tears.

I also dreamed of many people, including the young Eunuch Ke, the young grandfather, the young father, the young mother, the young Senior Sister Qu... many, many people.

The young man who looked exactly like Yang Guo slapped my mother and died.

Aunt Mu gave birth to a child.

My father named the child Yang Guo.

When I awoke, it was dark.I sat up, grabbed the quilt, and gasped for breath.

My mind was chaotic, with many faces dangling and chattering, I couldn't shake my eyes even if I closed my eyes, and I couldn't help being a little irritable.

I held my head in my hands and shook it vigorously.Finally, the chaos in my mind subsided.

The lengthy dream I had just now receded quickly like a tide.Even if I think about it again, I can't remember it.

Only a few pictures are shallowly engraved in my mind.

After smoothing out one of the pictures, I lifted the quilt, got out of bed and put on my shoes, then opened the door and went out.

"Yang Guo!" I called out Yang Guo's name as I walked out the door.

He quickly appeared in front of me: "Are you awake?"

"Yang Guo, you have to call me aunt!" I ran up, grabbed his sleeve, raised my face and said excitedly to him.

He froze for a moment, then put his hand on my forehead: "Do you have a fever?"

"No!" I took off his hand and excitedly told him what I had just dreamed about: "Your father is Yang Kang, and he once worshiped my uncle Mei Chaofeng as his teacher, that is to say, your father and My generation. You are a generation shorter than me, Yang Guo, you want to call me aunt."

He had a speechless expression on his face: "Miss, are you sleepy? Your grandfather and my grandfather are sworn brothers, your father and my father are sworn brothers, and you and I are brothers and sisters of old friends. Do you understand? Brothers and sisters of old friends !Brother, sister! I call you Fumei, you call me Brother Yang! I have been called that since I was a child, are you stupid?"

As he spoke, he grabbed the back of my head and shook it vigorously.

"No, your father is calling..."

"I said yes!" He interrupted me loudly, "Your calculation is wrong! I am your elder brother!"

I curled my lips and said again: "But your father..."

"And I learned martial arts from Aunt Guo. I kowtowed to Uncle Guo and Aunt Guo as teachers. You kowtowed with me. Don't tell me you forgot again!" He interrupted me before I finished speaking.

I couldn't help but startled.

I have an impression of this incident, because I am a big sister, and Da Wu, Xiao Wu, and Yang Guo all have to call me big sister, so I remember it clearly.

"But your father worshiped my uncle as a teacher." I still like this algorithm, "Since your father did this, there must be his reason, and you must follow his will."

I looked at him seriously and said, "Yang Guo, you have to be a filial child."

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friendly reminder:

The stalk about "Guo Jing doesn't listen to Huang Rong" is at the end of Chapter 115.

And, warm congratulations to Yang Daxia for not being pissed off, let us praise his tenacious vitality!