Something is wrong with these witches

Chapter 218 Lu finds me so lonely
In fact, there is no baby name 'Shuang'er' at all. Even Mu Qingshuang's family and her closest best friend Su Jingyi just call her Qingshuang. The name Shuang'er was thought up for Lu Xun alone. Lu Xun called her a special title to highlight its importance.

Lu Xun couldn't help being stunned, looked blankly at the pretty widow in front of him, and smiled helplessly: "Is this wrong?"

"Okay, okay, what's wrong with this?" Mu Qingshuang turned her head and said urgently: "What is my name, you can ignore it, just remember that my name is Shuang'er, Bailu is Shuang That frost."

In the middle of the conversation,
Mu Qingshuang sighed deeply, with a hint of melancholy and loneliness between her brows, she looked at the flowers and plants in the yard, and murmured to herself: "If you don't want to, I won't force you, anyway, I'm used to it. That's all. That's it."

Good guy. This turning point is too fast, isn't it? Lu Xun smiled and said softly: "Just cling to me, Shuang'er."

In an instant,
Mu Qingshuang was full of surprises, and accompanied by excited emotions, bursts of shyness rushed in like a tidal wave, constantly slapping the bank deep in her heart, and a faint blush appeared on the cheeks on both sides, and even stretched her cheeks. to the neck and ears.

There is drama!He and I seemed to be having an affair. Mu Qingshuang pursed her lips lightly, and responded with a sticky voice. She pretended to lift the teapot and poured herself a cup of clear tea. The pretty widow, who seemed a little calm, but because she frequently sipped the tea in her cup, Clear tea reveals the embarrassment in his heart at the moment.

At the same time, the corner of the eye secretly looked at him again, and the eyes couldn't help looking at his handsome and masculine face, slowly moving down along his neck to the strong and strong chest, don't mention how much I have stayed in this place It's comfortable.

"That's right, Shuang'er."

"Do you know Zhao Yueyan?" Lu Xun asked lightly while eating the cake.

"what?"

Mu Qingshuang came back to her senses, looked at him suspiciously, and asked curiously, "What did you just say?"

"nothing."

Lu Xun suddenly didn't want to ask anymore, and replied with a smile: "This cake is quite delicious, it seems that you can't buy it outside, is it a tribute from the palace?"

Mu Qingshuang nodded her head, and said leisurely: "It is indeed a tribute from the royal family and nobles, but that's all. If you like it, I will ask someone to prepare some for you, but there are not many, how about it?" How about I give you a little more when you come next time?"

The meaning is very vague, but it is also very clear, that is to make an appointment for the next meeting, Lu Xun instantly understood the meaning of her words, and said softly: "Well, when I come next time, you should prepare more for me. "

Hearing Lu Xun's words, Mu Qingshuang felt a burst of joy, and secretly cursed in her heart. It's best that you come to me alone, and don't bring the little fox with you.

"What flavor do you like?" Mu Qingshuang asked.

"I don't pick any, I like them all." Lu Xun replied with a smile.

is it?

You are indeed not picky about food, even little foxes can fall in love with Mu Qingshuang, she flattened her mouth and said in a low voice, "Then I will choose for you according to my own taste, if it is not delicious, don't eat it." Come and blame me."

"Oh."

Lu Xun grabbed a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and put it directly into his mouth.

In the following time, the two chatted without a word, chatting about some anecdotes around them, and unknowingly, Mu Qingshuang moved from sitting opposite him to his side, listening to him. A lot of experiences in the rivers and lakes.

In the huge garden, in a gazebo, although they were not next to each other, they were very close. Mu Qingshuang looked at the handsome little man beside her, and listened to his stories about subjugating demons. Clear, gradually becoming blurred.

"Subduing demons and demons. Why did you fall in love with the little fox in the end?" Mu Qingshuang asked curiously.

Lu Xun shrugged his shoulders, and said with a wry smile: "The heart is always the heart of a spectator, but people in the play are so helpless in some things. We often want to look at certain things with an attitude of being outside, but in fact It's very difficult to do, we are already in this game, we can't really stay out of it."

Mu Qingshuang pursed her lips, and said lightly like a mosquito ant: "It's true. Just like me."

At this point, the voice stopped abruptly.

He raised his head slightly, looked at the little man beside him, but didn't say much.

in fact,

Mu Qingshuang really wanted to ask him when is the next time, but the words lingered for a long time before she reluctantly swallowed them back into her stomach.

Etc., etc
I remember that Jingyi gave me a pair of mirrors before, saying that both parties holding the mirrors can communicate with each other through the mirrors in their hands no matter where they are at the ends of the earth. Those words will be displayed.

Where are the words?
at the same time,

Lu Xun was drinking tea when he saw the pretty widow, who stood up abruptly and hurried away with question marks all over his face. What happened to her?
Mu Qingshuang returned to her room, searched for the pair of mirrors, and finally found the mirror given by Su Jingyi in a wooden box, wiped the dust off it, and was overjoyed.

"There is this thing."

"I can keep in touch with him." Mu Qingshuang hugged one of the psychic mirrors, with a smile on her brow, and hurried out of her boudoir, looking for Lu Xun in the back garden.

After returning to the gazebo in the back garden, Mu Qingshuang couldn't wait to hand over the psychic mirror in her arms to him, and said leisurely: "This mirror is for you. Any words you write on the mirror, I can use another A mirror that sees what you write, and you can see what I write."

When Lu Xun saw this psychic mirror, he was about to go crazy. How did I become a collector of mirrors?This is already the third psychic mirror. If there are too many mirrors, it is easy to confuse them. If you write the love words for Su Jingyi on the mirror given by Mu Qingshuang, wouldn't it be a joke?

Although Lu Xun didn't want it, he still accepted the mirror in the end. He couldn't refuse her with those piercing expectant eyes.

Seeing Lu Xun put away the mirror, Mu Qingshuang was secretly happy in her heart, but suppressed the joy, picked up the teacup in a panic, and put it in her mouth. As she was drinking, she suddenly heard his words .

"You drink from my cup." Lu Xun said.

"what?!"

Mu Qingshuang almost spit out, and hurriedly returned the teacup to him, blushing and muttering, "I'm sorry, I...I."

"No problem."

Lu Xun just smiled, picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of clear tea, picked up the teacup she had sipped, and drank it.

Mu Qingshuang stared at him blankly, watching him pick up the teacup and drink the tea in it, she couldn't help but blush even more. Does this count as an intimate contact with him?It should. It should be counted, after all, there are my lip marks on it.

in fact
You can also taste my lips, it is definitely sweeter and more delicious than your little fox.

it's late at night
Mu Qingshuang was lying alone on the bed, tossing and turning in a sleepless sleep, every time she closed her eyes, Lu Xun's figure would appear in her mind, especially the feeling of lying in his arms, the lingering crispness still swept her whole body, her heart was a little itchy, and even more so. some longing.

"Hey"

Mu Qingshuang sighed, she threw off the quilt in a dull mood, put on a loose and elegant nightgown, and slowly got out of bed. She walked slowly to the door, pushed open the wooden door, walked slowly to the back garden, and sat down. She was in the gazebo, looking at the starry sky and the bright moon above her head, the gentle breeze blowing her hair and blowing the sides of her skirt.

Unexpectedly, I also met a man I like, and even stepped into Jingyi's footsteps, but she should be much better than me, at least Jingyi got it, and I haven't got it yet, uh, I probably haven't got it yet , one day I will get him.

"Can't sleep?"

His voice suddenly came from behind, pulling Mu Qingshuang's thoughts back to her mind.

Mu Qingshuang was very pleasantly surprised, she turned around and saw him who had been thinking about him day and night, standing not far behind him.

"Um"

Mu Qingshuang nodded, and asked nonchalantly, "Aren't you going to accompany your little fox?"

"She fell asleep."

"But I couldn't sleep, so I came out for a walk." Sitting opposite her, Lu Xun took out a small jug of fine wine, poured himself a glass, and asked softly, "Drink?"

"Come on a little bit." Mu Qingshuang said.

After two glasses of wine, Mu Qingshuang, who was too strong to drink, felt a little hot all over her body, her mature and charming face was glowing red, even charming under the moonlight, and her eyes were even more foggy.

"Why didn't you pour it for me?" Mu Qingshuang pursed her lips and looked at him in a daze, with a hint of dissatisfaction in her words.

"You're getting drunk."

Lu Xun drank the wine and said helplessly, "It's better not to drink."

"no!"

"I just want to drink!"

Mu Qingshuang pursed her mouth and urged angrily, "Full it up on me."

Without any choice,

Lu Xun could only obey obediently, and filled another glass of wine for the pretty widow in front of him who couldn't drink enough.

"Grumbling--"

After Mu Qingshuang raised her glass, she raised her head and drank it down.

Due to the haste of drinking, Didi wine flowed down from the corner of his mouth, along the neck all the way to the sides of the skirt, and finally disappeared into the open-minded chest.

After three cups,

Mu Qingshuang couldn't do it anymore, she stared drowsily at Lu Xun at the man she admired in front of her, the little man who made her heart tremble, and whispered softly: "Lu Xun, I, I want to tell you something, Something. Something buried in my heart."

"Don't tell me you're drunk." Lu Xun replied.

"I"

"I'm not drunk!"

Mu Qingshuang bit her lip and said in a daze, "You...you must know about this matter."

"Lu Xun."

"I am so lonely and lonely"

PS: change first

(End of this chapter)