But the person he recognized was not a maid, but Mingyan, the enemy he had always longed for.

I have to say that this boy is much more handsome than his skinny self.

She may not be as good as Pan Youan, but she has a smart temperament and is carefree and carefree, making people want to get close to her.

It is estimated that the 'original owner' was deceived by this appearance, so he fell into the trap stupidly.

Of course, Laishun didn't envy his appearance. After all, there was nothing wrong with being thicker.

After taking a closer look at Ming Yan's appearance, I saw that it was already halfway through the first update, and Lai Shun was a little dizzy due to the loud voices on the stage and the cheers from the audience.

So I thought that it would not be too late to go out for a breath of fresh air and come back at the second watch - I hope Baochai would also leave in pieces instead of continuing to follow the large army.

Since the snow that fell in the past few days has not yet melted, the air outside is refreshing.

While pacing back and forth at the door, flexing his muscles and bones, he walked to a remote corner unknowingly because passers-by looked at him strangely from time to time.

"Don't come here!"

Suddenly, a sharp voice came from in front of me.

Laishun opened his eyes wide and looked around, but it was a little maid of twelve or thirteen years old, standing guard in front of a bush.

This is……

Before Laishun could figure out why the little maid had stopped her, there was a shaking in the bushes, and a rather embarrassed little woman appeared.

After a closer look, he turned out to be an acquaintance - Grandma Huang from Dong Hutong. Because Laishun had often gone to her restaurant to have teeth made in the past, he had bumped into her two or three times and exchanged a dozen words with her.

Grandma Nahuang looked a little embarrassed when she saw that she was coming. She held the handkerchief and hesitated again and again, then stepped forward and bowed slightly: "So you are here to take care of things, but you haven't been to our place for a while."

Laishun also guessed at this time that she probably chose to solve the problem in the open air because there were too many people queuing in front of the women's restroom.

Naturally, he would not expose such embarrassing things, and returned the gift with a smile, saying: "I have been busy and sick for a few days. I am afraid that I may not have time to go before the new year. But if you receive anything after the new year, You have to save some of the delicacies from the mountains and seas for me."

"Of course there's nothing to say!"

Seeing that he didn't expose what she had just done, Grandma Huang immediately put on a smile on her face and responded, pointing to the large flower hall not far away: "I still have to go to Sister-in-law You's place to provide support, and wait until it's over. Come to our store next year and let our boss personally entertain you."

"It's easy to say, just do as you please."

Laishun also hurriedly extended his hand to give way, but after saying this, he felt that something was not right.

Fortunately, Grandma Huang didn't think too much and quickly returned to the big flower hall with her skirt in hand.

As Laishun watched her and the little maid disappear behind the door, he couldn't help but think of the time he went back to the Donghutong wine shop.

At that time, because Grandma Huang kept paying attention to me, I thought I had met someone who was ‘a good person’.

Now it seems that he is just being sentimental.

That's right, with his fierce appearance, how could any woman fall in love with him as soon as he meets her?

With a self-conscious smile, Laishun turned his head and was about to continue wandering around. Who would have thought that there was no sound in front of him, and there was another thin and tall woman!

"Who?!"

Laishun was startled, took half a step back and took a closer look, only to find that it was another acquaintance - Qin Xian's wife Yang!

"What are you..."

Laishun looked at the unlit candle in Yang's hand and asked with some uncertainty: "Are you on night watch?"

Yang nodded nervously, then shook his head vigorously.

This reaction made Lai Shunzheng confused.

After a long while, I heard Yang timidly say: "Didn't you say that you wanted to..."

After all, she doesn't have Siqi's temperament.

When things came to a close, I started to cringe a little.

However, from the stumbling words, Laishun could barely understand the purpose of her visit.

Thinking about the Ming Yan he had just met, he immediately said: "Actually, I was looking for a chance to have a chat with you - you said you wanted to go back and think about it last time, and it has been more than three months.

"

Mrs. Yang gave him a timid look and deliberately argued: If you hadn't come to be the manager and leaked the news, allowing Pan You'an to see the clues, how could it have been delayed for so long?

But when the words came to his lips, his lilac tongue seemed to be knotted. After brewing for a long time, he just managed to squeeze out the sentence: "I, I understand now."

As he said that, he lowered his head timidly, pinching the corners of his clothes and not daring to look down again.

Tsk~

She doesn't behave like a woman, but like a young girl who is about to leave the palace!

Lai Shunyin looked at her curiously and found that she had also applied some rouge and gouache - who was applying rouge and gouache this late at night?

Thinking about it again, she seems to have come specifically to find him...

Lai Shun suddenly felt strange in his heart.

Could it be...

I have just shattered a self-centered fantasy, so here is another ready-made counterexample, right?

But Si Qi came to him directly in the same way.

Or maybe...

Is this the ‘habit’ of their Qin family?

If that's the case, then you won't have to think of ways to take advantage of her.

Besides, if you come to your door all by yourself, how can you let him go?

Thinking of this, Laishun tentatively stretched out his hand slowly, grabbed her slightly trembling catkins, and said with a smile: "What have you figured out?"

Yang was trembling even more violently, but until Laishun successfully grabbed her cold little hand, she had no intention of dodge.

Laishun tried to pull back again, and Yang obediently threw herself into his arms and put her head on his shoulder, her body as soft as mud.

Is there any need to test this again?

Laishun asked her directly, "Do you know any good places near here?"

After a pause, he quickly added: "It's best if it has heating!"

"I know, I know."

In fact, Mrs. Yang had already made a plan. Seeing that they had "understood their intentions", she plucked up some courage and muttered: "There is a glass-roofed pavilion nearby. It is full of flowers and plants. It is quite clean at night."

tight."

Laishun couldn't help but be happy when he heard this, and hurriedly rushed to the Nuan Pavilion.

Because the Nuan Pavilion is roofed with glass and surrounded by high white walls, and the air is filled with all kinds of exotic plants, there is no chance that light will leak out.

By the way, I ordered Mrs. Yang to light a candle. Although it is not as bright as in the daytime, even if it is close, every detail can be seen.

The two of them said nothing more, and just had a strange dream in the same bed under the starry sky and candlelight.

There is a word cloud that says:

The pink walls of the high hall are decorated with flamboyant figures. In front of the candle, I see Cangzhou Qing.

The waves are surging, the mountains are towering, and the bright red hills look across the sea to Chicheng.

In the light, the mist suddenly disappears, which means that when the mountain is cloudy and clear, it snows.

The clear blue stream of the Huixi River is silent and noisy, and it is like a Qin man peeping at the source of flowers under the moon.

I don't know how to clear my heart and my soul, I can only sing the sound of autumn apes over the mountains.

My joy with you has not ceased, and I have been singing and reciting.

——Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty, "Song of the Landscape Mural with Candles Shining by Jincheng Weishuqing, a Compatriot of the Same Clan"

…………

Yang's original plan was to "separate the labors and the swallows" halfway through the second watch, and pretend that nothing happened.

Unexpectedly, after the third watch, he was still limp in Laishun's arms, unable to raise any strength.

So I had to change my plan and prepare to take a nap before going our separate ways.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the cloud board knocking four times in succession was heard outside the second door.

Yang's expression suddenly changed, and she didn't know where she got the strength. She climbed up from her arms and hurriedly picked up her small clothes and put them on her body.

"Fourth update so soon?"

Laishun muttered in confusion.

"This is not a wake-up call!"
Chapter completed!