The naughty and cowardly little crybaby sold himself out

Chapter 115 Mr. Fusang, please don't get too involved in the drama

Not long after Fusang took Fengyu into the jade shop, Fengyu ran out with two jade pendants.

"Mom, look, Dad bought them. They are so beautiful. You can have one and I can have one."

When I first saw the jade pendant in her hand, it was red, so bright and beautiful, with a smooth and delicate texture. There were two blank plates, one large and one small. On the large one there was a thumb-thick bead of the same material, carved with a hibiscus flower.

"Mom, does it look good?"

"It looks good." Chu Jian smiled slightly.

"I'll put it on you." Feng Yu was so excited that she not only put it on herself but also put it on Chu Jian. She was happily showing it off.

"I'm glad you like it. Daddy will buy you better-looking ones in the future." Fuso touched her little head.

Chu Jian touched her waist. The red jade was beautiful, but it was not as good as her unpolished jade. Chu Jian felt a little sad. Fuso came over and patted her shoulder from behind and continued to push the wheelchair, "Let's take you on a boat trip."

"it is good."

When Chu Jian saw him, he lowered his head and agreed. It didn't matter where he went, as it wasn't Jing Muyang anyway.

As soon as Chu Jian agreed, Fuso leaned over, picked her up and walked towards the carriage. Chu Jian's thoughts were interrupted. She climbed onto his shoulders in panic, and sulked in his arms angrily.

"What are you doing?! The carriage is still so far away, just push me over!"

It’s inconvenient to go up and down the stairs, so I can just carry the baby, but there’s really no need to carry the baby on this main street!

Fuso pursed her lips and said nothing, but tightened her arms to prevent her from resisting.

He didn't know what he was doing. He didn't realize it until he picked her up. But asking him to put her down? He didn't want to.

How could I not miss it? Fuso frowned under the mask. He didn't know, but it felt really good to hold her in his arms. He wanted to hold her forever.

Seeing that resistance was futile, she could only let him carry her to the carriage. As soon as she sat down, she immediately pushed him away, "Master Fusang, please don't get too involved in the drama."

"Okay." Fuso replied calmly. Then Fuso, who was originally riding in the carriage with Fengyu, carried Fengyu into the carriage and went to the front to ride his horse.

In the early summer, the curtains were just a piece of gauze. When I first saw her, I saw the man in bright clothes riding a horse in front of me. He had a crimson coat, a maroon skirt, and a red hairband. He was holding his head high and looking very free and unrestrained. There was also the crimson-painted carriage, the bright red curtains, and the crimson dress she was wearing...

When I first saw it, I was stunned. This, this is very similar...

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It was half past the afternoon when we finally reached the river. It was a very wide river with a slow current. In the middle of the river there was an island, which was neither big nor small. There were towers and pavilions on it, and the faint sounds of stringed instruments and orchestras could be heard.

There are many pleasure boats parked by the river, both large and small, each one is carefully decorated. At this time, many tourists have gathered on the shore.

Chi Mei got a moderate-sized pleasure boat. When I first saw her and was carried aboard, I realized that the boat was fully equipped with musical instruments, chess, and even a couch.

After settling down briefly, Chi Gui watched Feng Yu play in the water at the bow, while Chi Mei and Chi Yun processed the food at the stern.

She felt relaxed when they first met. Fuso's clothes were mostly red, and the dresses bought for her were mostly red, all kinds of red. Even the maids' clothes were various light reds, and Jinyuan also had a red tone. He liked red, which matched his name. Maybe she was just overthinking it.

"Can you play chess?" Fuso asked tentatively.

“No.” Chu Jian’s heart drifted to the stern. What a joke! She had already seen the Eastern Star Bander. How could she still have the mind to play chess? She really didn’t know what else there was besides the Eastern Star Bander?

"Come and take a look?" Fuso looked at her with that little look in his eyes, it was too obvious.

"Okay!" Chu Jian agreed without hesitation, opened his arms towards him, paused, then retracted his arms and sat down, "I'd better not go, I can see it here too."

Fuso smiled lightly and said nothing.

When I first saw him, I sighed inwardly. I wanted to leave him, and leave him sooner!

Don’t let dependence become a habit!

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As the sky gradually darkened, the pleasure boats on the river began to hang lanterns one after another, and the scene became lively. The sounds of stringed instruments became louder and louder. On the terrace of the Changzhou loft, a figure with long sleeves rose up, looking as graceful as a fairy or a startled swan.

The breeze blows gently, the water is calm, and the yangqin sings softly, gently and lingeringly.

I have been admiring others for so long, I have eaten the grouper and drank tea, so today is considered a complete day.

Fuso was in high spirits and moved the zither over and placed it in front of her. "Can you play the zither?"

"I know a little bit." Chu Jian Xiao Xiao played the instrument and the tone was good, but she was still at the beginner level.

"Try it?" Fuso encouraged her.

"Okay." Chu Jian, who hadn't touched the piano for several months, suddenly felt sad in her heart. The last time she touched the piano, Jing Muyang was by her side, playing the piano with her. The more lively it was outside, the more sad she felt.

She slowed down, raised her hand to the strings, and notes popped out from her fingertips one after another.

"A man later passed through Jiangnan, and the mist and rain locked melancholy

I heard the sound of the paddles of the black-sailed boats, but I didn't know what to think

The sound of flutes and drums on the painted boats is heartbreaking..."

Her piano skills were not very good, but the music she played was full of deep longing and a little bit of resentment, and coupled with her soft and gentle singing, it was such a heart-breaking song of longing that it attracted the attention of people on the surrounding pleasure boats.

However, they could only see the two people of Chu Jian who were wearing silver masks and Chi Mei and his group who were also wearing ghost masks.

"Go and check whose young lady is on that pleasure boat." A handsome young man in a large pleasure boat not far away ordered his men.

Fusang waited silently for her to finish stroking her. After a while, he waved to Chimei, and their pleasure boat slowly sailed away from the place where the pleasure boats were gathered and quickly went downstream.

I won’t go to Changzhou today.

After the boat sailed away, I realized that I had spoiled the fun when I saw him for the first time. I lowered my head without saying a word.

"Chuyang, when your leg is healed and the checkpoint is opened, I will take you back."

Fuso slowly stood up, took the zither and went to the bow, where he sat alone for a very long time, then played one tune after another. The sound of the zither was melodious and touching, but no emotion could be heard in it.

When I first saw the lonely figure at the bow of the ship in the night, I realized that I didn't think too much about it. Fuso might have really developed inappropriate feelings for her.

The boat had been drifting on the river, and there was no sign of other boats around. Since Feng Yu fell asleep, Chi Mei and the others had disappeared. Chu Jian did not dare to call Fu Sang, as he no longer played the piano and just sat at the bow drinking bottle after bottle of wine.

When she first saw Feng Yu, she didn't know when she fell asleep. In her sleep, she felt someone breathing behind her, very close, and the hot breath even sprayed into the back of her neck.

Chu Jian was startled and tried to get up, but she forgot about her injured leg and was kicked. She screamed in pain, "Ah!"

A big hand quickly covered him, and Chu Jian rolled into a warm arm and met a pair of red eyes.

Fuso!

His eyes widened when he first saw her, a strong smell of alcohol filled his nose. Fuso was drunk, he was drunk!

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