Yue Heng was dumbfounded and blushed. How could he not hear the meaning of this sentence?

Su Tonghe is working as a matchmaker, and La Lang is here! What influences him and Meng Tian are so that he can influence Meng Tian. This is to hope that he and Meng Tian are together every day. Isn’t this a matchmaker?

He was shocked again. If Yue Heng married Meng Tian as Su Tong and them wished, would Meng Zhan still have to worry about Cao Tongpu's possible rebellion? It's such a good idea! Unfortunately, this is suspected of a political marriage, and interests are paralyzed. He never considered the feelings of Yue Heng and Meng Tian himself!

The most serious thing is that Meng Tian and Su Weiwei are best friends. If Yue Heng married Meng Tian, ​​what would people look at him? He was incompetent and ungrateful? The Ehuang Nuying back then had to be in love with each other. It was definitely not like this that forced a favor!

"Mr. Su, isn't this right? I am just a little literati. The young lady is dabbled in encyclopedia. I am afraid that I am powerless." Yue Heng said distressedly, and this was refusing.

Su Tonghe pretended not to know and waved his hand and said, "That's all right! You young people, it's not a bad thing to have more contact with. You are so motivated and very literary. It's her business for the young lady to learn from you, but whether you are willing to share it with her is your attitude."

The attitude question has come up, what else can Yue Heng say? There is no way, so he can only agree!

Su Tonghe looked like he had succeeded in his plan, and stopped talking about Meng Tian. He began to taste tea cup after cup, and told Yue Heng some interesting things about the army. He was slow for an hour before leaving.

That night, Yue Heng couldn't fall asleep for a long time. He thought for a long time. Although the Zhongyuan world could marry multiple women, Meng Tian's identity was too special and such people could not be easily contacted. Once they had sex, they would probably bring great trouble to themselves.

He tossed and turned, and remembered Su Weiwei again. He simply gritted his teeth and sat up, changed into night clothes, and quietly took out the tent.

Su Weiwei is now on the top of the mountain. He wants to visit the royal ancestral temple at night. He had to socialize a few nights ago. Tonight is the last chance!

...

As the most important place for sacrificial sacrifices of the Chu royal family, Chu Hua Mountain is strictly guarded and has many guards. Yue Heng is not an assassin who is good at lurking, so he really took a lot of effort.

The golden dragon in the divine palace has many abilities. The golden light that can make people break through is one of them. At the same time, the golden dragon can also split into extremely small energy, which can attach to the surrounding spiritual power field, and has the wonderful function of hiding spiritual consciousness.

Yue Heng tried to use this move to avoid the guards. If the opponent was a guard with a wide sense of consciousness, the golden dragon could hide the spiritual power field that intended to approach him, so that he could show an invisible effect within the opponent's consciousness range.

With this move, Yue Heng kept climbing and sneaking in the mountains, and only felt the vicinity of the ancestral temple complex after midnight.

Yue Heng didn't know where Su Weiwei was and did not dare to run around. There might be huge defensive magic arrays arranged near the ancestral temple. The golden dragon could only hide a small part of his spiritual consciousness, but could not completely block his whereabouts.

He walked around the cliff behind the ancestral temple and prepared to find a hidden place, beat the drum or chant in a low voice, hoping to attract Su Weiwei.

But he vaguely saw a black figure walking out from the side door of a ancestral temple and coming to a cliff. He was blown by the night wind and remained motionless for a long time.

Under the moonlight, the figure of this man looked very familiar. Yue Heng suppressed his heartbeat. There was a hint of ecstasy in his heart. Could it be that this is Su Weiwei?

He quietly sneaked on the edge of the cliff. He gradually approached the figure and accidentally kicked a piece of gravel in the middle of the way. The stone rolled down from the cliff and made a strange noise.

"Who?"

The black shadow suddenly turned around and looked into the dark shadow, with a full of vigilance in his voice. Who is this delicate voice not Su Weiwei?

Yue Heng was ecstatic and was about to get up to recognize each other, but his naughty heart suddenly rose. He put his finger in his mouth and blew a faint sound of the bird: "Kuang..."

Su Weiwei was obviously stunned. Why did this sound sound strange? It seemed to be the sound of "Guanguan" called by Jujiu, but here is the beach. Where did Jujiu appear in the inland Tamsui River? It must be someone who is making trouble!

Seeing that Su Weiwei didn't respond, Yue Heng did the same thing and shouted again: "Shut~"

Puff!

Su Weiwei couldn't help laughing. The story of Jujiu is in the Book of Songs. "Jiujiu is on the island of the river. A beautiful lady is a gentleman." This person is too naughty and wants to pretend to be Jujiu!

She didn't know who this person was, and said vigilantly: "Who is pretending to be a ghost?"

Yue Heng held his anger again: "A beautiful lady, a gentleman is a good friend... Oh! Who lost the hidden weapon?"

Yue Heng touched his forehead and was hit by a small stone. When he looked at Su Weiwei, he was holding a self-defense bullet-shooting weapon toward him, and quickly said, "Don't hit! I am Yue Heng!"

"ah!"

Su Weiwei finally heard Yue Heng's voice now. The squirting in her hand fell to the ground. She covered her mouth with both hands and almost exclaimed. A scream conveyed too many emotions, surprise, nervousness, fear, grievance, and mixed feelings.

Yue Heng stood up, touched the bag on his forehead, walked to Su Weiwei, pretending to complain, "The owner here doesn't seem to be very hospitable. Since I don't welcome me, I'll leave..."

"Young Master~" Su Weiwei shouted, and shedded her moans, hugged Yue Heng's waist tightly, and refused to let go again, crying in vain.

Yue Heng stroked her back, patted her gently, then kissed her ear, and whispered: "Okay, OK, the host is very enthusiastic, and the guest is almost having difficulty breathing."

Su Weiwei was crying and laughing, but she still couldn't say a word with grievance. She rubbed her arms desperately in Yue Heng's arms, wet a large area. Her weak body kept twitching because of crying. No matter how she persuaded her, her hands were surrounding him with both hands, fearing that he would really turn around and leave and would never see him again.

Time is precious, sister, I am a mountain that goes up into the dark...

Yue Heng smiled bitterly and said, "Vivi, I understand all your feelings. Be good, stop crying, let me take a good look at you, you seem to have lost weight again..."

Can you not lose weight? She became haggard for Yi, and Su Weiwei was still strong and was not defeated by pressure. Then she let go of her hand, raised her head, looked at Yue Heng's face in a close distance.

It's still so ordinary, but it just makes her unable to forget it, just like a brand engraved into the depths of her soul, real and cute, making her intoxicated.
Chapter completed!