Yanzhi was really struck by lightning when she heard this. She looked at Chu Xiao and couldn't come back to her senses. Her eyes fell on her body and could not be ignored. She was not her hands, and her feet were not her feet, making her stiffer.

When Chu Xiao saw Yanzhi so surprised, he realized that he was too sudden. But he couldn't take it back after saying it, so he spoke and said calmly: "It's a bit hasty. I should have asked someone to come to propose marriage, but I don't have the elders in my family. You are alone, so I can only ask you in person. If I agree, I will prepare to come to propose marriage in person tomorrow." He never thought that Yanzhi would not want to marry him, after all, it was a great blessing to marry him like this.

He had actually observed Yanzhi for a long time, and the women in the town were also very good at watching it. However, Yanzhi was so pleasing and diligent, and could support himself by himself. He was a good family-mannered lady. He could control himself even if he didn't know how good it was.

Yanzhi had never encountered such a sudden proposal for marriage. Her mind was blank and she could only reply like a puppet: "Mr. Chu... Did you misunderstand something? I have..." Yanzhi said suddenly and wanted to talk about her husband, but when she thought that Su Mu was standing behind, she couldn't speak even if she was thick-skinned, so she could only think of another way to refuse.

Seeing this, Chu Ta thought Yanzhi was shy. It was good for her daughter to be more reserved. Yanzhi was quite fond of him. The only thing she didn't like was that she showed up all day long and sang operas outside. After marrying him, she naturally could not perform again. "You don't have to be embarrassed. I will definitely do it. After you get married, you will have children for me and take care of my husband and children. You don't have to show up again. You can make a living so hard..."

Chu Ting was talking attentively, and the oil-paper umbrella in his hand was suddenly pulled away. He looked up and was slightly stunned. It was the person who had just stood behind him and didn't see clearly, but he didn't think about when such a golden figure came to the town. His whole body was so arrogant that he could not cover up even the coarse linen. He had only seen these in the high officials in Kyoto.

Chu Tak looked at Su Mu for a moment and couldn't tell the feeling in his heart. It would be fine if he couldn't compare to people in Kyoto, but he didn't expect that in such a small place in such a corner, he would...

Yanzhi was a little scared when she saw Su Mu's expressionless appearance, but she didn't expect him to suddenly speak gently and politely: "Brother, what do you have to say later? The girl's house cannot withstand the wind. I will lend you your umbrella and I will give it back to you if I have time in the future."

"Hey, why are you...so...?"

Su Muquan didn't hear it, so he opened the oil paper umbrella and walked down the steps to Yanzhi, handed the oil paper umbrella in front of her, stretched out his hand with a distinct joint to her, and said in a slight voice: "Let's go."

The raindrops fell on the eaves, and some splashed on Su Mu's dark cloth clothes. The black hair made the eyebrows and eyes look more confusing. The clean and slender hands were stained with crystal raindrops, and the darker the color of the sleeves.

Yanzhi breathed a sigh of relief when she saw him like this. She was afraid that he would knock the person out with an umbrella. This made her unexpected. She was relieved and hurriedly reached out and held his hand, and went down the steps and jumped under his umbrella.

Chu Tak was a little unresponsive for a moment and looked at the scene in front of him in a daze. When he came to his senses, the two of them had already walked away.

Yanzhi followed Su Mu for a long time. At the beginning, the raindrops on his palm were touching her palm with a little warmth. Now his hands were still a little wet, with a slight coolness.

The rain gradually became weaker. Yanzhi was afraid to look at him for a moment, and only looked at his hands with his eyes down. His hands were much bigger than hers. The thin calluses on her hands touched her soft palm, which made her feel a slight tingling pain.

Yanzhi's eyes were slightly a little astringent. She thought they would never see each other again. The evil he had done was half of her debt, but she blamed him all. If he knew about it in the future, would he hate her?

After walking silently for a while, he walked back to the big tree at the forefront. The old men took back their houses early. On such rainy days, there were no people on the streets, and the shops were closed, or they were open but they were resting in the house.

His clothes occasionally brushed across the back of her hands, and once and then, Yanzhi couldn't help but stretch out her thin white little fingers and pinched the corner of his clothes.

Su Mu paused, stopped and looked at her, but he didn't say a word, his expression was a bit solemn.

Yanzhi was not careful that he was not allowed to pull the corner of his clothes, so he quickly let go of it carefully. After a while, he spoke slowly, "How are you doing these days?"

Su Mu looked at her deeper and his expression became more and more indifferent. Su Mu suddenly sneered. A clear voice came into his ears with the drizzle of rain, with a hint of sarcasm, "Miss Rouge is not bothered." Seeing her eyes getting more resentful, she seemed to not want to look at her more, and she pulled her hand and stuffed the handle of the umbrella into her hand. She turned around and walked into the rain curtain without looking back. In a moment, she was a few steps away from Rouge.

Yanzhi was holding the umbrella he gave him, watching him walk away, and finally couldn't help but murmur: "Su Mu..."

The people walking ahead were unheard of it. Yanzhi hurriedly ran after him with an umbrella, supported the umbrella in his hand over his head, stood in front of him and looked up and said in a low voice: "Su Mu, it's raining, you will get sick if you don't hold an umbrella. Where do you want to go, I'll send you there."

The soft and white surface of the rouge was stained with slight raindrops coming in the wind. Su Mu's eyes swept gently and fell on his delicate lips involuntarily.

He glanced lightly, then casually withdrew his gaze, and his voice was extremely sarcastic: "If you die of illness, what does it have to do with you?"

Yanzhi felt a sting in her heart when she heard this, she quickly threw away the wooden basket in her hand and reached out to grab his hand, "I don't mean that..."

Su Mu raised his hand and avoided her hand and said coldly: "You can't hope that I will die, so why bother acting in front of me?"

Yanzhi was so anxious that she shook her head and said pale and weakly, "I really didn't think so..."

Su Mu's eyes changed and he said sternly: "Yanzhi, you don't want to be with me, so you can clearly explain it to me. Why do you have to go to such a ghost place for three years to hide? You said clearly that I will still pester you unyieldingly!" At the end of the day, his voice gradually became louder, and he wanted to swallow her in one bite.

Yanzhi was so fierce that he couldn't tell why, and he couldn't help but start falling golden beans with grievance.

The slanting wind and drizzle were gently floating, and the shopkeeper of the coffin shop on the street suddenly opened the door and poured a basin of water outside.

I looked up and saw the two people standing in the distance, looking at each other silently. When I saw that they were a quarrel, I couldn't help but look at them a few more times. After watching for a while, I felt more familiar. Isn't that Rouge, who is performing?

Her husband is back?

Manager Qian narrowed his eyes and looked at the person standing in front of Rouge, and almost couldn't help but stare at him. Where is the landscape so nurturing, looking like the person in the painting?

Seeing that they didn't notice it, Manager Qian couldn't help but take the basin and sneaked forward step by step and looked forward.

Seeing that she was crying in front of her, Su Mu said for a while: "Get out of the way."

Yanzhi stood still, with her wet eyes open, looking at him pitifully.

Su Mu walked away from her coldly. Seeing that he was so angry, Yanzhi became more worried about him and hurriedly followed him step by step with tears in her eyes.

Su Mu was still walking quickly on his head, but he slowed down slightly behind him.

Yanzhi followed him silently and found that he was getting more and more remote. When he reached an lonely temple in the wilderness, he stopped and went in.

Seeing this, Yanzhi was slightly stunned, and hurriedly ran over with an umbrella. When she entered the temple, she saw Su Mu sitting inside to make a fire. When she saw her coming in, she just glanced at her and pretended that she was not as good as her.

The temple was extremely dilapidated and abandoned more than ten years ago. There was a big hole in the eaves above. The light shone in and the raindrops floated in. The beams were covered with white spider webs, and rags drooped down, looking extremely desolate.

Yanzhi felt sad for a moment, but he didn't expect that he was so down and out. He used to be so clean and picky, but now he wants to live in such a place. How can he stand it?

Yanzhi stood and looked for a while. The fire had already arose on the other end of Su Mu. Her very skillful appearance made her feel more and more distressed. She was about to step forward and saw Su Mu standing up, lying on the haystack behind her, and she thought that Yanzhi was no longer there, and closed her eyes to rest.

Yanzhi couldn't help but mutter, "Sleep like this will make you catch a cold..."

Su Mu didn't say anything when he heard this, but turned his back to her.

Seeing that he ignored people, Yanzhi stepped forward and squatted down beside him, stretched out her thin white little finger to pull the corner of his clothes, and said softly: "Su Mu, can you sleep well in my room?"

The author has something to say: Yanzhi: "Ask for help, isn't he willing to let go after it is said clearly?"

Danqingshou: "Are you stupid? If you talk, you can let go of it, so much effort will be needed before you~"

System prompts: "Don't believe what a pervert is angry, otherwise you will die with a lot of joy."
Chapter completed!