Uncle, I will marry you

Chapter 115 Phoenix (1)
Handing the exquisitely crafted lotus cake in the plate to the young man, the jade-like fingers complemented the crystal clear pastry.

Don't start, keep your lips tightly shut, and refuse to let the delicious food in the future come out of your lips.

She smiled dotingly, put down the lotus cake, and kissed her lips: "Phoenix." She lowered her eyes, and the light fell on the man's skin as transparent as suet jade, gray-white.

Looking at the man in astonishment, she thought it was something wrong with her ears: "Uncle Huang, are you teasing Ayu for fun?" How could it be the legendary phoenix? More than a year ago, she went to beg for Puyang. She took the medicine, but after knowing its efficacy, she gave up.

The finely divided powder sticks to the fingertips, wipes off with a piece of white brocade roll, and never raises his head and says, "I want Ayu to live well." No matter how it exists, it is better than never being invisible. Many, he couldn't imagine what life would be like without Ayu, was it like when Aran left?It was a fundamentally different emotion. When he learned that Aran had left, he just felt very sad, as overwhelmed as if the sky was darkened.However, without Ah Yu, he couldn't imagine what the consequences would be.

He smiled bleakly, "But, uncle, have you ever thought about how I feel?" No one can know what it's like to forget everything and live like a child.

With a blurred smile, as gorgeous as a crabapple in full bloom, "It's good to be alive." Nothing else is as important as your life.

The hand that grabbed the man's arm was tightly clasped on the man's wrist: "Does the emperor think that Ayu's memory is not important?" Forget about him, don't you care?
"Hmm." For the boy's life, it doesn't matter if he forgets everything or remembers anyone.After procrastinating and procrastinating, three months of time were stolen, and it was enough.

The smile broke: "Well, it's best to be alive, what the emperor said is true." Now that the decision has been made, then he naturally wants to live, isn't it good to be able to live?Of course it is good: "What is it like? Did you forget it when you wake up tomorrow morning?" She was curious, what kind of person can lose memory?

Puyang Fenghua paused, and said softly: "Three days, one day forget a little bit, and after the third day, you will be like a newborn baby, ignorant and ignorant."

"That's it." Puyang Yuren smiled, but it was uglier than crying. Would this be torture to her?Or are you torturing others?It's probably a mix of both.

Gently hugging the boy, "It's okay if you forget." He just needs to remember.

Taking advantage of the situation to hook the man's neck, Puyang Yuren approached the man's flawless cheek with a smile, feeling the warm heat on his cheek and smiling ambiguously.

Seeing the boy's appearance like this, Puyang Fenghua stared blankly at the boy, not knowing what to say.

Cautiously, he moved forward and touched two silver-pink lips, but with stubbornness, he pressed down and closed his eyes tightly, not daring to open them at all, feeling the coolness of the waves on his lips, just like that , seems to be a long time, seems to be another moment, like the lingering knot of snowflakes falling on the ice.Gradually rolled on the man's lips.Since you want to forget, then what's the harm in doing something wrong once?
Puyang Fenghua held the young man's slender waist with his hands stiffly: "Ayu, don't..." Pulling back a bit of reason, Puyang Fenghua opened the distance between the two, and looked at the young man coldly with misty eyes.

Mischievously bent the corners of his mouth: "I have to forget anyway, right? Uncle Huang must have read what was written on Ayu's red silk, right?" He raised his eyes and looked at the man: "Perhaps as you think, a peerless beauty is only This one." When three days later, she will be like a newborn child, so what is the use of her pride now?At that time, everything will be in vain.

With his lips parted slightly, Puyang Fenghua turned his head away and said softly to the young man, "Ayu, I am your uncle."

With a mocking smile: "Uncle? So what about uncle?"

Regarding the boy's appearance, Puyang Fenghua said indifferently: "Ayu, you are still young, don't do this."

"Small? What if I'm not fifteen now?" Except for this skin, she has lived two lives, so she is much older than Puyang Fenghua.

Treating it as a child's temper, Puyang Fenghua pulled the boy off his body and placed him on the bed, "But you are really fifteen now."

Angrily lying on the man's body again, Puyang Yuren held the man's waist and untied the man's belt: "Then look at how big I am." Looking up at the man's delicate jaw, he smiled wickedly.In fact, she is completely weak now, but how can molesting the emperor's uncle be shelved because of this?

Seeing the boy's actions in astonishment, Puyang Fenghua frowned slightly, and easily held the boy's restless fingers: "Who taught you to do this?"

"Self-taught." Breaking free from the man's restraint, he stretched out his claws to harm the pure emperor uncle.

smile.Let go of the boy and let him do whatever he wants.

Puyang Yuren was stunned for a few seconds when the man let go, and then continued to attack.

However, when he took off the man's coat, looking at the faintly visible fair skin, he paused his hands, impulsively, and even forgot her identity.Puyang Yuren withdrew his hand, smiled embarrassingly, impulsiveness is the devil, impulsiveness is the devil.

Looking down at such a boy with a slight smile, "Just say you are a child."

Pulling the quilt over her body, Puyang Yuren stared straight at the man with his black pupils open: "Hehe..." He smiled innocently.

After covering the young man's quilt, he took a deep look at the young man and got up with a smile, "I still have some things to deal with, so go to bed." Although the young man had just slept for a while, but his The quality of sleep is not good, it is always good to sleep more.

Perhaps because of his illness, Puyang Yuren became very obedient, nodded, pulled the quilt and closed his eyes before going to sleep.

Hearing that there was no sound, Puyang Yuren opened her eyes and looked at the beam quietly, without any sleepiness, or she forced herself not to fall into insomnia.He turned over, put on his coat, fetched a pen and paper, sat at the table, and held his breath.

Put pen to paper and record some important things for emergencies.

(End of this chapter)