Hua Xu Yin: City of Desperate Love

I bit my lip: "But you too. Do you think what you said to me tonight is too much, so when you think about it, you think you should coax me?"

He shook his head, as if looking away: "You play it for me and I play it for myself, it's different, Afu."

I looked at the moon in the sky: "But, how many times do you want me to play you before you like me? I want you to feel touched immediately and like me immediately, even if I like it because of guilt, I don't care."

He stopped, turned his head, glanced at me with complicated eyes, for a long time, and said slowly: "You are still young."

The night ended in such an inexplicable sentence. The next day I ran to ask Jun Wei what it means for someone to tell a woman that you are still too young, but he looked at me for a long time: "Actually, I said, you are not a woman, at most you are a girl, no. Girls can’t even say it, and a small print is needed in front of it to be realistic."

I was beaten with a clenched fist. But I think that Mu Yan's words do mean that. He thinks it is too small, because he thinks I am not charming and mature enough.

I don't understand what is considered charming and mature. If he likes that girl more, I will try to do that. This kind of loss of self for love is undesirable, I don't understand, for example, Ying Ge, there will be no end. But they have enough time, I have no time.

As long as you can achieve the intended purpose, you can try any method. Only these T times, it's really hard for Mu Yan to like me. It's no wonder that he, he was a slow person.

Although I was so upset that Mu Yan and Jing's family had forged a lot of money, there was no sign that he would not participate in the sword test two days later.

It was only then that he realized that he was not necessarily for the sword. I shouldn't believe in what Gongyi Fei said.

It is more important than the sword. The sword test will need to break the seven-star sword formation of the sword furnace. It is when the swordsmen are doing their best, and his main purpose is to see if there is anyone who can be snatched. This is in line with his usual style.

During the day, Muyan and Gongyifei were basically not in the inn. Jun Wei helped me to find the most beautiful woman in the largest brothel in Yingchuan. He said that he taught me the so-called charming woman's style. It was really fortunate that he could think of it, but it was a good one. A good quick way.

Since I was young, I have been able to imitate very well, and the results can be seen in Song Ning and Murong An. Because you want to replace a person, you don't need to use a human skin mask to make that person's appearance, but you have to give birth to that person's emotions between your eyebrows and your eyes, and portray the person's demeanor during the action. The woman Jun Wei invited me to remember her smiles and frowns.

How to condense the thousands of words in a faint glance, how to hold the tea cup gently and gently, and how to fan the face in front of the lips. After studying for a day, she successfully copied almost every gesture, which made Jun Wei full of praise, but I still felt that something was wrong.

It wasn't until this oiran helped me to paint a delicate and heavy makeup that I suddenly discovered the problem. When Jun Wei sent her away, I covered my head and said, "I learned it for nothing today. You can barely count as a man. I didn’t notice that those postures are charming, but full of dusty flavors. Mu Yan must have seen at a glance where I learned how to fight. By then, 80% of them will be beaten..."

Jun Wei said angrily: "What is it, I can barely count as a man!"

After roaring at me for a long time, he was also a little discouraged, "You say that, it is true, but it is too difficult to be both charming and dignified..." Suddenly his eyes lit up, "Your mother was not called back then Is the most polite lady in the entire Wei Gong? You remember her every move, right?"

I was stunned: "Huh?"

Jun Wei continued: "How your mother treats your father, how you treat Mu Yan, this can't be simpler. It's a pity that you spent so much money today..."

I thought for a while: "Then you are responsible for helping me see if the imitation looks like."

What Jun Wei didn't know was that my impression of my mother was actually very weak. Royal family affection is inherently indifferent, and I haven't been by her side since I was a child.

Since returning to Wei Gong at the age of 16, meeting with her is one of the few. In my impression, my mother always has delicate makeup. The father's wife is good at singing and dancing, but the mother is very different, especially good at wine tasting.

Once my father brought a jar of fine wine offered by a courtier to his mother to taste. I have seen her holding a cup, very charming.

The cups and wine were ready-made, and the moonlight outside the window was dim. I held the white porcelain cup for a long time and Jun Wei took a needle and picked the wick enthusiastically.

I saw the shadow cast on the wall with his right hand raised, like a clean bottle enshrined by a monk. Recalling that when we were young, Master forbids us to go down the mountain to watch shadow puppets. Jun Wei and I simply found candles and curtains by ourselves, and used our fingers to compare to the appearance of a black beast on the curtain to entertain ourselves. Pushed him with his elbow, raised his head and motioned him to look at the shadow like a bottle on the wall. He watched for a while, then suddenly drew the cup that I was holding out of my hand. He also stretched out a hand to look like a little mouse, and plunged into the big-belly tank that I was out of.

As soon as I loosened my hand, the mouse immediately smashed his head.

Jun Wei angrily said: "Somehow let me finish the act of stealing oil from the rat."

I raised my finger: "I obviously have been longer than the pot-bellied tank. You didn't seize the opportunity. It's time for me to come out like a rabbit. Now I'm going to play a rabbit fight."

Jun Wei frowned: "That's too difficult. I have never been better than rabbits since I was young. Peacocks are also very good. A male peacock looks, looks like, looks like a female..."

I nodded: "Well, then two male peacocks grab the site, you just keep still, wait for me to peck at you."

As soon as the peacock's beak fell, Jun Wei sternly said: "...Hey, your nails are so long and so hard, I have a grudge against you!"

I was taken aback: "You can also peck back! What are you doing so loudly?"

There were three knocks on the door, and before he could react, the door was pushed open. Mu Yan leaned aside and looked at us blankly. Jun Wei's hand froze in midair, still maintaining that ridiculous posture, so did I. The lamp beeped without warning, Jun Wei retracted his hand to adjust his sleeves, and said in a low voice: "You guys talk slowly." He stood up and motioned to me with his lips: If something happens louder, I'm next door.

As soon as Jun Wei left, Mu Yan locked the door with his back foot, walked slowly over, sat next to me, opened a teacup, glanced at the wine glass and jug that Xiao Er had brought in, but said nothing. Did not say.

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But the more silent this is, the more disturbing I feel. I think I have to explain it and say, “Jun Wei’s brother, we used to play like this when we were young.”

His tea pouring stopped: "You have three older brothers, Ye Ji, Ye Qi, and Ye Xi, but I don't know that you have another brother named Jun Wei."

There was a sudden shock in my heart, but it was only an instant, even thinking about it, how could he let women of unknown origin follow him. But looking at his expression, it was not to gossip with me, I swallowed: "I was a playmate who grew up with me, just like my brother."

He turned the porcelain cup in his hand: "Oh? It turned out to be a childhood friend."

I was suddenly nervous, and my head shook like a rattle: "We have nothing."

He actually smiled and said lightly: "Lengyue, mellow wine, two little guesses, drink under the candle." He glanced at me casually, "Today's makeup..."

The cold sweat behind the shirt has wetted the shirt, so many incomprehensible misunderstandings in the drama started from this. I hurriedly interrupted him: "Do you think it is not good, then I will wash it off immediately."

After talking, I found the copper basin, and the towel dipped in water was about to wipe his face, but I heard him coldly saying behind him: "In fact, it makes no difference."

My heart felt cold, I reluctantly smiled, turned and asked him: "Then am I washing it off or not?"

He still looked at the porcelain cup in his hand: "What does it have to do with me?"

Seeing my face in the bronze mirror, I asked him softly, "Mu Yan, what do you like?"

As soon as the words were spoken, tears fell uncontrollably. I have cried so many times in front of him, and it doesn't matter whether I am ashamed or not, but at that time I knew he would feel distressed. Sometimes I actually cried to him on purpose, but this time I couldn't.

I took my sleeve and wiped my eyes, I raised my hand to pull the latch, suppressing my crying and calmly said: "It's not a good tea, Master Mu, take it easy, I have something to do, go out first..."

The hand holding the latch was covered by the other hand. His voice came from the top of his head, as if suppressing great anger: "It's so late, what else do you need to go out?"

He didn't give me a good look, nor allowed me to go out to breathe. I felt a bit about to collapse, and turned around and struggled with the strength of breastfeeding: "What do you like? What do you like?"

Maybe I was frightened by the way I looked, his always calm face showed panic. I grabbed my struggling hand, but the hand was locked and I could kick it. At this moment, my agility made him very frustrated. He just grabbed me and pressed me tightly behind the door: "What's wrong with you? ,calm down."

How calm, I have been calm for too long, even Jun Wei feels that I sometimes have too much self-esteem.

Didn't he say that I am like a child?

I'm just a kid anyway, and I don't have much trouble making my temper like a kid. Hug me with him at this moment makes me so uncomfortable, but he dare to tell me not to mess around in my ears.

I never knew I had so much strength, he had so much strength, and I struggled harder to resist: "Anyway, you are angry at whatever I do. If you see me you feel very upset, isn't it? It's better not to see. I'm already very tired, can't you let me leave and be quiet? Why are you so annoying? Maybe I figured it out and I won't pester you, I, I..."

Suddenly, the whole room fell silent, and the soft touch on the lips made people give up all resistance for a while, and the touch continued to deepen, giving people the illusion of gentle lingering. For a long time, I heard my own voice:

"what are you doing?"

His lips were on my ears: "I'm jealous."

I stopped sobbing and said, "What?"

He left me a little, and raised his hand to wipe my tears: "Stop making trouble?"

I avoided him: "Just say that sentence, you say it again."

He looked at me quietly: "I'm jealous."

I stared at him with my eyes wide open, wondering why the situation suddenly turned so sharp, I just felt that there was nothing more bizarre in the world than this: "You said...you said you were jealous? But why? You, you are not Don't like me. Do you think I'm annoying? Besides, they all said that I was just playing with Jun Wei."

He stroked his forehead and sighed: "When did I say that I didn't like you and thought you were annoying?"

I thought for a while. It seemed that he did not say so bluntly, but he still found a rebuttal immediately: "But you never said that you liked me."

He looked like he was about to pinch me to death: "How thick are your nerves, do I like you, can't you feel it?"

I took a step back: "It doesn't feel so good..."

He rubbed his forehead: "Forget it." When he lowered his hand, his voice became severe. "But for such a big person, do you think it's appropriate to run to find someone else to make trouble? Why don't you come to me while you are playing?"

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