~： Extra 45 bets (1/2)

As time passed slowly, Chu Liuyue gradually showed her cherishment.

In the room, Chu Liuyue stood by the window, playing with a broken peach blossom.

On the branches, there are two small flower bones, budding.

The two small groups are very cute.

When Yun Muchen walked in, he saw this scene.

”Yo, Xiaoyue'er is very leisurely today--”

Before he finished speaking, he felt a chill in the back of his head, and a substantive gaze fell on him.

His footsteps paused, and his heart suddenly felt uneasy.

After a glance, he saw a tall and tall figure walking behind the screen.

That figure is a bit familiar.

The corner of Yun Muchen's eyes twitched.

Hey, this man has enough patience.

But fortunately, what the person was busy inside, did not come out.

Chu Liuyue looked back, her lips bend slightly.

”Aren't Senior Ajing also very idle?”

Hearing her yelling out the words ”Senior A Jing”, Yun Muchen's whole body was not well.

He had a bitter face and a pitiful, handsome face:

”I said, can we turn over this one?”

Chu Liuyue sneered lightly, but didn't continue to embarrass him:

”Something?”

Yun Muchen stepped forward, handed over two wooden boxes, smiled freely.

”Nothing, come to give a gift.”

Chu Liuyue looked down and asked casually:

”What is it?”

Good point, how does Yun Muchen give something?

As if perceiving her doubts, Yun Muchen raised his chin.

”Send the child, open it and see.”

Chu Liuyue gave him a surprised look.

”Do you still have this heart?”

Yun Muchen: ”...”

How do you say that he is stingy?

He glanced behind the screen, his eyes flickered, and then he leaned against the wall, curling his lips with a smile:

”Of course. Anyway, we've known each other for so many years. What's more, this young man has also helped you keep the piano scores for thousands of years. This relationship-how can ordinary people compare?

As soon as the voice fell, Yun Muchen felt cold in a moment.

Then, Rong Xiu's figure finally walked out from behind the screen.

Today, he is wearing a narrow-sleeved white brocade robe, with a long jade body, with sleeves rolled up and folded on his forearm, revealing a tough arm.

Yun Muchen glanced at him and saw that there seemed to be some sawdust on his hand.

He raised an eyebrow.

Rong Xiu also looked over.

Immediately, his thin scarlet lips lifted slightly, seemingly smiling.

”The gift that Senior A Jing personally gave is definitely rare in the world and extremely precious. Thank you.”

Yun Muchen choked.

The sentence Chu Liuyue shouted was pure ridicule, but Rong Xiu's sentence... Why does it sound inexplicable that he is much older?

Rong Xiu didn't even know how many years he had lived!