She Became the White Moonlight of the Sick King

"Pretty Lady" retracted the round fan, just stared at him and smiled, but said nothing.

Jiang Yue was overjoyed, and only thought that the other party was shy. After all, it was not easy for a young woman to keep him and a man, so he should take the initiative to guide him next.

"Jiang Yue, I'm the Sanlang of the Prime Minister's Mansion, how dare I ask the lady's name?" Jiang Yue saluted, holding a folding fan.

"Pretty Lady" pursed her lips and smiled, the left corner of her mouth was raised up, which had a bit of madness and danger.

He remained silent, but gently took Jiang Yue's hand, and wrote the word "Huo" in Jiang Yue's palm with his fingers.

Every stroke is very light. When the pulp of the finger slides lightly on the palm of the hand, Jiang Yue feels that his heart is also moving.

To suffer.

He clearly realized that he was going to fall into the hands of this lady.

Jiang Yue's Adam's apple twitched, and asked with a chuckle, "My lady's surname is 'Huo'?"

"Ms. Huo" nodded.

The two chatted like this. To be precise, it was Jiang Yue who spoke one-sidedly, and "Ms. Huo" nodded or shook her head in response, and occasionally wrote in his palm as a response.

Jiang Yue's eyes became more and more affectionate, what a wonderful little lady, but unfortunately she is dumb.

It was getting late, and the two of them still had something to say.

"Ms. Huo" dipped her finger in the teacup and wrote on the stone table: "The head of the willow on the moon".

In just five words, the meaning is endless.

Jiang Yue raised her eyebrows and asked tentatively, "After dusk?"

"Ms. Huo" smiled and nodded.

Jiang Yue screamed in her heart, suppressed the corner of her mouth and asked, "Why don't I invite Mrs. Huo to have dinner at Xike Restaurant on Xuanwu Street two days later?"

"Ms. Huo" shook her head with a smile, and grabbed his wrist.

Jiang Yue's heart was beating so fast, like a young boy in love.

"Then...how does Mrs. Huo want to meet?"

"Ms. Huo" finally spoke, and whispered in his ear: "It's better to hit the sun than choose the day."

Just a few words, but they all seem to be wrapped in a love potion, and they are completely seductive, without concealing their desire and fascination.

Jiang Yue's Adam's apple rolled, thinking that the girls are so proactive, if he doesn't do it, he won't be a man!

"Since Sanlang agreed, why don't you go with me." Mrs. Huo said with a smile.

The voice was a bit strange, as if she was holding her throat to speak, it was not as delicate and clear as an ordinary woman, and seemed a bit artificial.

But Jiang Yue didn't take it to heart, her voice is natural, and some women's voices are rougher than your husband's, which is nothing unusual.

"Okay." He was already confused, and nodded with a smile.

"Ms. Huo" smiled and finally stood up.

At this stop, Jiang Yue's expression changed, and she said in amazement: "Miss Huo, you seem a little tall..."

It is a head taller than him, and its shoulders are wider than him. If you look carefully, your hands are bigger than him!

Is this girl taller than a seven-foot man like him? !

"Isn't it better to be high?" Mrs. Huo asked with a smile on her lips.

The corners of his raised lips were full of spring, which seemed to be teasing and inviting.

At the moment of beauty, Jiang Yue's mind can't turn anymore, and she thinks freely: taller is taller, it's not a big deal...

not far away.

Li Yaoche was drinking, looking around boredly, and suddenly saw Saburo Jiang and a burly "lady" walking out of the plum garden.

My Sanqing Patriarch!

Li Yaoche's hands shook in fright, and all the wine in the glass spilled out.

Why did the young master of the Huo family attack Jiang Sanlang? !