Dressed in ancient times to be a master of women's clothing

The dark guard pursed his lips, not daring to speak.It wasn't because of Lin Zhanfeng's matter that Yin Huaiyu couldn't wait to stare at him every step of the way, but he couldn't bear to use his power to put Song Yu under house arrest, so he sent someone to record his behavior from time to time.

"The crown prince gave it to you."

The dark guard handed over a finger-thick small wooden tube, Song Yu took out a piece of paper, unfolded the paper, and the beautiful fonts of flying and phoenix came into view-"The first first snow, I want to see it like the person I love the most, you remember to Come, sure."

The domineering tone made Song Yu's mouth curl up unconsciously. When he raised his head and walked out of the store, a few sporadic snowflakes floated leisurely in the air.

He stretched out his hand and waited for a while, and finally caught a piece of exquisite and cold snow with his palm.

In less than an hour, the snow can be turned into a romantic and eloquent piece. If it falls in the cherry garden specially planted by Yin Huaiyu, it is indeed worth admiring.

It's just that he knows that this is not an ordinary snow appreciation. If you go to the appointment, you are ready to become his favorite person. If you don't go, it means to refuse.

Song Yu stuffed the creed back into the wooden tube, stroked the smooth wooden surface, and never took any action. He kept looking at the ledgers and writing invoices in the store, looking for something to do as if he was escaping from something.

The snow fell very slowly, and it continued until it was dark, as if it was waiting for someone.The shop was about to close, and Sister Ruan kept persuading him to go back to rest. As soon as Song Yu stepped out of the door, he saw a man in white standing quietly waiting for him at the door. He didn't know how long he had been waiting.

Liu Hanshan smiled, the white on his body seemed to merge with the snow behind him, "A Song, let me take you back to the palace."

Song Yu walked side by side with him and asked him, "What are you waiting for me? Why don't you come in and call me?"

"I see that you seem to be very busy in the store, so just wait, no problem."

Liu Hanshan glanced at the billboard at the door, and said with a smile: "There are also men in the Wulin League who are using Yusong's products. They say that they are the same as golden sore medicine, and they have to be taken outside. It not only relieves skin pain, but also promotes muscle growth and Calm the skin, I think you are more suitable to be a doctor than to be a cosmetic."

He paused, "In this way, you can come to the Wulin League and be our exclusive doctor."

Song Yu didn't mean that, so he picked up a handful of snow and put it in his palm to play with, vaguely coping with it.He grew up in the south since he was a child, and he has seen snow only a handful of times, so he was very happy when he saw it, and thought about making a snowman with Biyuan and Lixiang later.

Liu Hanshan sighed slightly, and leaned into his ear: "I suddenly want to become snow."

"Huh? Why?" Song Yu raised his eyes.

"This way it can fall on you." The white-clothed man's tone was soft, with some jokes, or taste, right? Standing beside him, this man was only interested in playing with the snow.

"Then I...then I'll cover it with an umbrella." As he spoke, Song Yu really bought an umbrella from the street and put it up.

Liu Hanshan raised his eyebrows, "Then I will land on your umbrella and accompany you all the time." Right now, the time for the two of them to walk side by side is not much.

"Then I'll brush off the snow." Song Yu shook the thin snow that fell from the umbrella, and raised his chin at him with a sly smile. The man in white was not annoyed, and said leisurely: "Then let you go Well, at least it can stay in your palm for a moment."

Song Yu grasped the handle of the umbrella tightly, her heartbeat became chaotic, and she couldn't figure out what he meant. She was silent all the way, and it really turned into a quiet time.

Liu Hanshan led him all the way to a certain place in the palace, Song Yu recognized that this was not the way to invite Yuexuan back, but the place where Yin Huaiyu asked him to meet.

The man in white stopped, "Huaiyu asked you out, but you kept him waiting."

As soon as the words were finished, Yin Huaiyu appeared to break the silence between them, and twisted Song Yu's ears with a gentle force, as if warming his cold auricles.

"Idiot, why are you here so late?"

"The store... the store is busy, and we have a new product." Song Yu felt a little guilty. He didn't need to do things in this store by himself, but he didn't want to admit that he was upset because of this invitation.

The intimate figures of the two came into Liu Hanshan's eyes, he clenched his hands tightly, smiled wryly and shook his head.

Although the snowflakes falling from the palm are beautiful, they can't be grasped. After a moment of blooming, they will melt into nothingness water and make the palm of the hand become icy cold.

Just like Ah Song, who was once held in his palm and became his own snowflake, but he disappeared soon, or fell into the palm of another person.

Turning his head, Liu Hanshan's figure had disappeared completely, as if he had really become new snow and melted into this snow field.

Song Yu was stunned for a while, feeling that there was a lingering sadness in him today.

Song Yu's so-called new product, to Yin Huaiyu, who followed him closely, naturally knew it very well, and he meant it with some sarcasm: "Your new product is really popular with men." There is a beautiful boss in this store Sitting in town in person is naturally an excuse to come shopping, but it is actually for a man who feasts his eyes.

Song Yu also had a brain twitch, and didn't hear the meaning of his sarcasm, so he took out a lip balm from his pocket and gave it to him, "Here, let me try our new product for you."

Yin Huaiyu raised his eyebrows and applied it on his lips. He felt the soft texture and a faint fragrance, which was very similar to that on Song Yu's body. He couldn't help but licked the corner of his mouth, and leaned closer to Song Yu's ear to sniff his. The taste seemed to want to swallow him in one bite and eat it.

"What effect does this use?"

Song Yu came out with the usual advertising slogan: "Naturally, it can moisturize the lips, smooth the lip lines, and make the lips supple and elastic."

"See for yourself, is it really effective?"

Song Yu's eyes swept over those two glowing thin lips, gulped down his saliva, and turned his head, "Don't lie to me, I'm not stupid."

Yin Huaiyu sighed in disappointment: "I thought you were an idiot, you would really be fooled." He took Song Yu's hand involuntarily, picked his palm, and frowned coldly: "Even if you are busy, why did you just now?" Come with Liu Hanshan? What did you guys talk about, let’s take it seriously.”

Song Yu suddenly raised his head and asked, "Do you want to be Snow?"

"Snow?"

"Well, he said he wanted to be Snow."

Yin Huaiyu lifted his lips and smiled, and wrapped his arms around his waist into his arms, "If I were snow, I would be the wildest and heaviest snow and bury you in my arms."

Song Yu thought that wasn't Xue Beng, and couldn't help but also laughed, "You are really domineering——"

The bright moon was out of the sky, and the silvery moonlight was reflected on the snow surface. Between the moonlight and the snow, the beauty in front of her was naturally the third stunning beauty.

Yin Huaiyu had serious emotions in his eyes: "Since you have come to the appointment today, then you have agreed to my marriage proposal."

Song Yu raised his eyebrows and turned over old accounts, "I'm notoriously lonely and widowed. If I agree to your marriage proposal, aren't you afraid that I'll overwhelm you?" Obviously, he also figured out the originator of his "famous name" Who it is, is still a familiar rumor, or a familiar smell.

Yin Huaifeng lightly squeezed his cold hand, warming it to the same temperature as his own, "My Highness is destined to be the Emperor of the True Dragon, what is your fate, I will be afraid?"

"How do you say it looks like I'm really the same? Isn't it all your fault?"

"Yes, I messed up, so I'm in charge now, responsible for marrying you."

Song Yu stared for a while, how could this man speak such unreasonable things in such a reasonable tone? "It's not up to me to marry or not, that old man—"

It sounds to Yin Huaiyu that he is willing to marry, but King Fusui is not willing, "As long as you are willing, even the father can't stop us from being together." He said it so firmly and quickly, it was like making a decision It's the same, for fear that Song Yu will go back on his word.

It was a breeze for Yin Huaiyu to deal with the profit-seeking King Fusui.

Originally, he was a man who followed the wind, but the Lin family regretted it now. The crown prince, with such a noble status, offered to take over his "daughter" who had become a hot potato, and pretended to be willing to stand with him in the court. He had absolutely no reason not to agree.

Of course, this so-called standing on the same ground and pretending to be in the same boat as him is just one of Yin Huaiyu's ways to get information and obtain evidence.

As long as you marry Song Yu, kick Fusui King from his high position in time, and collect evidence that he will never stand up, Yin Huaiyu is sure to protect him, and he will have no worries and can be with him at ease .

With such a man chasing after him so hard, Song Yu couldn't get off, as if he didn't have the courage to say no.

He wasn't sure if he had the same feelings for Yin Huaiyu, but when Yin Huaiyu approached him and kissed him, he didn't feel disgusted, instead his heart beat like a young girl in love.

This recognition made him relax, and gave himself and Yin Huaiyu a chance.

"It's okay to promise you, but if we are really not suitable in the future, can we get a divorce?"

For modern people, if a relationship or marriage is really impossible, they have the right to end it.

But this was not so free in ancient times. Song Yu felt that it was necessary for him to make it clear to Yin Huaiyu in advance. Otherwise, he would never have the mentality to try this important decision that was related to his life.

"What?" Yin Huaiyu pulled his face suddenly, never thought that after this person became his own, there would be a day when he would leave.

The author has something to say: the stalk in Renyi

very romantic