[Crossing] On the Three Ways

Wang Yi is not a good material for tempting people at all, the two went back and forth several times, and finally ended with Wang Yi ordering to chase away the guests.

"Young master, the young master is awake."

Wang Yi was silent, suddenly thinking of that beautiful face.There is always an indescribable melancholy between his brows, and a mist of embarrassment in his eyes, his complexion is pale and soft, and he gazes at him with tenderness like water, as if he is his all. world.

That's his husband.

Seeing her master's performance, Mingyue knew that the young master was probably out of luck, so she couldn't help but feel secretly happy.

The eldest son of the Ping family is soft and charming, regardless of his appearance, family background and talent, he is first-class, but his wife is blind and hates him so much that he has no face to speak of as an dignified husband.

The young master of the Wang family is extremely clean and self-sufficient, and has no servants around him. This is one of the reasons why the Ping family married the eldest son who is so charming and pampered. It's true that Shaojun doesn't like his eyes.

Mingyue claimed to know his wife well, but she guessed wrong this time.

Wang Yi still decided to take a look at his young master.

Pingyao was still calming down the hostility in his belly, so Xiaosi, his close friend, ran in happily, calling out repeatedly that the young master had come.

Pingyao was slightly shocked, and the inexplicable hostility disappeared.

When Wang Yi came in, she saw Pingyao at a glance.

There was a little unconscious smile on Pingyao's face, and his eyes were extremely gentle, as if there was a glow.

Wang Yi stared blankly at the smiling man in front of him. His appearance was still the same, but there seemed to be something different.

Pingyao smiled slightly and nodded slightly to him.

Wang Yi's eyes became even more idiotic.

This person is my husband. It's not like meeting him for the first time.

Pingyao huddled in Wang Yi's arms, sleeping in a daze.

Wang Yi stared at his face without moving, and then smiled after a long time.

"Ayao." He whispered the name, and his eyes burst out with a sharp brilliance like the light of a knife.

The only connection between him and this world is the person in front of him. Apart from him, everything else is irrelevant.

It was love at first sight for him.

Their fate seems to be entangled by nature, there is no reason, where they come from, and where they are going, he doesn't want to pursue it that much.

☆、Chapter 47