149 business people

"Cough, I said I wanted to enjoy the moon, but I found such a cloudy night..."

"I like it."

"The moon can no longer be seen..."

"I like it!"

Is it because of the sudden drop of darkness? Why did his voice suddenly become cold?

The moon swam out of the clouds again, and the thin jade face sometimes brushed the faint clouds, like a shy girl.

"Is it almost the end of the month?" She stared at the curved moon and suddenly lost her mind.

"Well, it's 27."

The fingertips on the armrest trembled... June 27th, Qian Yuyi, are you looking for me? It's normal that you lost my message, but why can't I hear from you?

She looked at Mo Xi and didn't know how to lift thousands of wings, but she saw Mo Xi sip the fragrant tea and put the teacup on the case, so the water surface floated a small moon, shining.

Luo Wener glanced at the crescent moon, looked at Mo Xi, and said to herself, "People like the full moon, because it is reunited, but few people go to enjoy the moon. It's desolate and never perfect..."

Laughter: "Of course, I'm afraid you have to say... 'I like it'..."

Mo Xi smiled, and his smile was like water. He washed away the usual jokes and evil charms, and showed a jade-like warmth and light. However, perhaps because of the turbulence of the water waves, there was an indescribable gloomy between his eyebrows.

"The curved moon has the benefits of the curved moon..." His eyes wandered: "When the curved moon, you can look forward to perfection, and once it is completed..."

He didn't say any more, but lowered his eyes slightly and let the wind hold his hair and brush his face.

So the smell of water fragrance quietly drifted away, complex and secluded.

Luo Wen'er didn't feel a little confused.

At first sight, he was dressed in snow and flew up and down. Although he was chic and neat, he was more handsome. His words are frivolous, and the corners of his lips are often joking. His smile is evil and ambiguous, which makes people feel that he is just a cynical prodigal son. And now...

The wind stopped, and the hair fell, quietly on his shoulder, covering his exquisite side face, as if it had also covered some unspeakable loneliness.

Who the hell is he?

"Who are you?" A question blurted out like this.

The hair is light, revealing the corners of the joking lips, but the expression at the bottom of the eyes is dark, and the contradiction between luxury and elegance is also silent.

She only listened to his tone: "Businessman."

Businessman?

Maybe, everything is smart, and you have to think about your own gains and losses first, but...

"It's getting late, I'll take you back..."

Mo Xi suddenly interrupted her loss of mind.

Luo Wener stood up and walked forward silently.

The moonlight shuttled through the cloud shadow again, and she only lowered her head and looked at the long and short shadows on the ground, moving slowly three feet apart.

She stared at the shadow and couldn't help thinking of the grassland night.

That night, after she finished bathing, thousands of wings took her hand to a magical place.

There are countless flying blues, like stars falling from the sky...

She looked up... Tonight, there are only clouds...

The sound of insects is caught in the guise of footsteps, and there is little silence.

"Clouds..."

She heard Mo Xi whispering behind her.

I raised my head again, but I saw that the cloud tail was sparse and happened to sweep the moon shadow.

"I'm calling you..."

The slender shadow suddenly approached.

She turned around in panic and saw him happen to come to her.

Before he could react, his spacious sleeve brushed her ear.

She was slightly stunned in a faint atmosphere full of contradictions and complex water fragrance, and then listened to him say, "It's still so beautiful..."

Luo Wen'er didn't understand what he was talking about, but her hair had slipped.

Touching his head, he knew that his action was to remove the hairpin of her hair, and at this moment, the man went forward as if nothing had happened.

suddenly became angry and was about to recover, but the man raised his hand... A dark light turned over twice and fell straight into the grass.

"This hairpin is too ugly. I'll give you a new one in a few days."

He suddenly stopped and turned slightly, with a trace of evil charm on the corners of his lips: "But you have to give me back the money..."

Shameless!

It's really a businessman, and it's all calculated to the bone.

Luo Wener gritted her teeth, but turned her eyes and suddenly caught up quickly.

"If you won't let me go, how can I give you the silver? And isn't it another expense for me to stay here, eat yours and wear yours?

Mo Xi looked at her, smiled suddenly, and patted her on the head unexpectedly: "You have other uses, which can offset part of the expenses for the time being."

She suppressed her anger and asked, "What's the use?"

He lowered his head and wiped his ear just like water: "Warm the bed..."

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Luo Wener turned her feet and tried her best to pick the magnolia on the branch.

In fact, she considered climbing trees, but when she remembered the eight haunted "Wanbing", she gave up the idea. But since they will appear at any time, why don't they show up to help her? And if they were not by their side, how could they ooze out as if she had escaped?

Wanying passed by.

The reason why she could recognize one of the eight that fell out like a mold was that the woman was often sleepwalking. She even saw the woman walking and suddenly stopped for a long time. When she went to look, she found that she was asleep.

A Wanbing once explained that Wanying was the youngest of the eight of them. When her mother tried her to give birth to them, the seven of them were crying, but Wanying was silent. My mother thought she was dead, but she didn't want the midwife to pick it up and pat it, saying that the baby was just asleep, and then she became the most "saving" one of the sisters.

When Wanying was born, she was not much bigger than a mouse. Everyone thought that she was congenitally inadequate, so they protected her. Even the prince did not scold her, so she developed a more and more lazy temper, so even if she saw Luo Wener working hard, she just yawned and passed without squinting.

Luo Wener did not dare to bother her because she accidentally injured her before, so she had to move a stone and stepped on it to continue to struggle.

It was about to reach, and a slender hand quietly appeared in the sight, with only a slight click, and the half-open and half-closed magnolia fell into that hand.

Beautiful flowers, beautiful hands, complement each other, so that people can't move their eyes.

Her eyes only stared at the flowers and hands, and she stepped on the air...

"Be careful..."

She hurriedly got out of that arms, but saw Mo Xi with a gentle smile: "Why do you want this flower full of trees?"

"I like it!"

He grabbed the flower in his hand and replied angrily, but it was exactly what Mo Xi often said, which made him laugh.