The atmosphere of the two of them turned out to be warm and peaceful.
No matter how frantic she was, Bai Weiwei felt that Yu Moqian was not so crazy anymore.
It may be that he was tossed to the point of kidney deficiency, and he entered the state of a sage, so that his character also returned to a gentle appearance.
He didn't lock her up, and he didn't use ghosts to scare her.
She rested and tried to step out of the house, but the outside turned out to be terrifyingly normal.
A slip of expensive solid wood antique furniture.
There's also a bunch of decorations that don't look sharp.
Anyway, it looks like a word, expensive.
Tiandaomen, these god-like places, are similar to Huangdaomen.
All are antique.
In order to do the work of the gods.
This kind of face work still has to be done.
Yu Moqian was dressed in a gray-silver Tang suit, with one hand behind his back, with short black hair and black eyes dyed red, he looked deep and mature.
He lowered his head and was writing something, and after writing, he randomly posted a yellow sign.
The written paper disappeared.
Bai Weiwei hesitated for a while before walking slowly to his side.
Yu Moqian looked back at her, and when he saw her, he immediately looked away and stood in the place where the sun was shining. She had not seen the sun for many days, which made her thinner and thinner than before.
Because of the matter of the bed, she added a five-point charm.
Every move is more seductive than before.
Yu Moqian's throat tightened, and he took a deep breath, barely suppressing his greed and maliciousness.
He knew she couldn't believe him yet.
For fear that he would shut her up again, she has always been daring. Apart from being afraid of ghosts, she is so cautious and lively and outgoing everywhere.
Yu Moqian pressed his fingers on the table nervously, and suddenly said, "It was work just now."
Bai Weiwei's eyelashes flickered, but she didn't say anything.
Yu Moqian wanted to talk to her, and their current state was like standing on a powder keg.
He was afraid that the rare silence of the two would disappear.
So he had no choice but to make some unreliable words, "A client who is haunted by ghosts, spent 10 million to ask me to remove his bad luck."
Bai Weiwei leaned against the antique shelf, she looked at him calmly, as if listening to him quietly.
Yu Moqian seemed to be encouraged, "During this period of time, the number of commissions from Tiandaomen has tripled. I will strive to complete all commissions with puppets. I..."
His voice trembled, his eyes fixed on her, and his voice softened, "I won't leave your side."
Bai Weiwei frowned, as if she didn't like what he said.
This is overbearing.
Yu Moqian walked to her in a few steps, cupped her face with both hands, lowered his head and kissed her eyes, cheeks, and lips.
This series of light kisses, so cherished softness, hardly felt offensive.
Bai Weiwei: "Yu Moqian..."
Yu Moqian's nasal voice was a little heavy, he said, "I will make money to support my family in the future, don't leave."
He can lock her up.
But he wanted her to stay willingly.
He had never been afraid of her leaving before.
So every time he went out very calmly, he was worried that others would bully her or hurt her.
As a result, what he is most afraid of now is.
As soon as he left, she disappeared by herself.
This feeling is really bad.
Bai Weiwei stared at him blankly, and suddenly said softly, "Will you still use ghosts to scare me?"
She is afraid of ghosts.
But don't be afraid of collapse.
It was the shadow of a childhood that made her feel bad when she saw a ghost.
It was only to make Yu Moqian soft-hearted that he cried so hard.
Yu Moqian thought that this was her weakness.