"What do you want to give me?" Yan Mu asked puzzled.
Yu Yuan touched his sleeves and took out the things he had just knitted.
It turned out to be a beautifully woven colorful rope.
The silk thread of each color is carefully twisted into one strand, and the five colored threads are intertwined with each other, twisted into one in a very delicate and beautiful appearance.
It looks like it took a lot of thought and a lot of effort to make it.
Yan Mu's eyes widened, and he sighed sincerely: "It's really well done."
She knows the custom of wearing five-color ropes on the Dragon Boat Festival, but she has never worn them.
"Are you making this up this morning?" Yan Mu asked.
"I just learned it too, and I can't weave it well." Yu Yuan's body tensed slightly, but he said the opposite, "If you don't like it, just throw it away."
"Don't throw it away, it was given to me by Yu Yuan." Yan Mu smiled brightly, feeling very tight in his heart.
The breeze blew through the treetops, and the leaves rattled, as if the trees were singing or laughing.
The corner of the boy's mouth raised, but he quickly suppressed it to pretend to be calm.
Yan Mu tossed and tossed for a while, but still didn't fasten it.
So, she simply stretched out her hand generously, and said to Yu Yuan, "Please help me tie it on."
Yu Yuan was taken aback for a moment, looking at the slender wrist in front of him that did not move for a long time.
"Yu Yuan?" It wasn't until Yan Mu's voice sounded that Yu Yuan recovered from his short sluggishness.
He took the picking rope calmly and tied it for the girl.
The skin on the inner side of the wrist is the most delicate, and Yu Yuan's slightly rough fingertips scratched across the snowy skin, causing bursts of tingling itchiness.
The girl was like a peach blossom swaying in the wind, she couldn't help laughing.
"It's so itchy." She coquettishly softly, her whole body trembling when she laughed.
"Don't move." Yu Yuan supported the white wrist, his eyes were as dark as night, and even his voice was a little hoarse.
The girl's skin is soft and can be broken by blowing bombs, and feels like a piece of fine suet jade.
Yu Yuan lowered his head and carefully tied the colorful rope for the girl.
The fingertips rubbed against the skin, and it was stained with the faint sweet fragrance of a girl.
Yu Yuan tied the lucky rope, and quietly hid the hand behind his back.
The fingertips seemed to still have the greasy touch, Yu Yuan only felt that the hand seemed to be on fire.
The fire burned and burned, like a raging forest fire in the mountains, it has been raging all the way to his heart.
Yu Yuan pursed his lips, trying to suppress this strange feeling.
"Yu Yuan, let me make one for you too." The more Yan Mu looked at the colorful rope on his wrist, the more he fell in love with it.
Hearing this, Yu Yuan looked at the colorful rope in Yan Mu's hand.
The colorful rope is called Yan Mu Skin Bai Sheng Xue.
He seemed to be a leaf in the center of the vortex, his eyes couldn't help being attracted by that wrist.
He withdrew his gaze in some embarrassment, tried his best to pretend to be calm and said, "Okay."
The colorful ropes were bought by Yu Yuan at the market before, and there were not many of them, and the remaining materials were enough to make one.
Yan Mu twisted and twisted, his expression was serious enough to make people laugh.
But even though she tried her best, the finished product was still horrible.
"Forget it, don't make it up." Yan Mu was frustrated, picked up the colored rope and wanted to throw it away, "If you bring such an ugly rope, others will laugh at you."
Yu Yuan hurriedly took the rope and hid it in his cuff.
He looked at Yan Mu, stubbornly not speaking.
"...you want?" Yan Mu was taken aback, and asked in disbelief.
She didn't expect Yu Yuan to want it, after all, the rope is so ugly that even Yan Mu himself can't stand it.
Yu Yuan's eyes softened a little, and he nodded slightly.
He tied it around his wrist like a baby.
Yu Yuan's complexion is pale. Unlike Yan Mu, the young man's wrist has a strong sense of bone, and has a youthful beauty.
This kind of beauty made the appalling colorful rope look much more pleasing to the eye.
As soon as Father Yan came out of the kitchen, he saw two little ones, each with a colored rope.
He scratched his head and asked as a matter of course: "Girl, where is mine?"
"..."
Both of them were taken aback when they heard the words.
"What?" Father Yan was also stunned, "None of you thought about me?"
The room was silent, and no one spoke for a while.
Only then did Father Yan realize that he was being ignored.
"Hey, girl, you are not married yet! If you are really married, wouldn't you even go back to your mother's house." Father Yan said with a silly smile.
Because of poor health, Yan Mu has no playmates since she was a child.
Now it's rare to have a better relationship with Yu Yuan, and Father Yan is actually quite happy in his heart, so he doesn't take this trivial matter to heart.
On the other hand, Yu Yuan's eyes flickered when he heard the word married.
He lowered his eyes, stroking the colorful rope on his wrist thoughtfully.
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The Dragon Boat Festival holiday is coming to an end soon, and Yan Mu still feels like he is in a dream while sitting in the classroom.
"This is the so-called aftereffect of the holiday." Yan Mu sighed.
As soon as Yu Yuan came to the private school, she went to ask her husband some questions. She was bored in the classroom.
Taking advantage of her husband not coming, Yan Mu simply slept on the table.
She closed her eyes, but the sounds of discussions around her couldn't stop reaching her ears.
"Have you heard?" The person who spoke was fat on Tuesday.
He lowered his voice mysteriously and quickly attracted the attention of other students.
"What's the matter?" another student excitedly continued.
"Zhang Goudan's father, I heard that he smoked a certain kind of cigarette recently, and he smoked so drunk that he didn't even go hunting!" Fatty gossiped on Tuesday, "The Zhang family is so poor that they can't get rid of it."
Zhang Goudan's father
Isn't that Zhang Orion
As soon as Yan Mu heard that Zhang Liehu's house was not good, he instantly regained his spirits.
She stopped sleeping on her stomach, and just listened to gossip.
Seeing that even Yan Mu, who usually ignores others, was looking at him on Tuesday, he felt even more proud in his heart.
He pretended to be mysterious, and dawdled for a while before he said: "Zhang Orion was not very addicted to cigarettes before? He couldn't afford tobacco leaves, so he smoked pumpkin leaves. Later, he heard that there was something caught in the bong, and he smoked it. Drunk and dreaming, he becomes addicted as soon as he smokes, and this is really the end."
"If that thing is really so easy to smoke, it must be hard to come by, right? How did Zhang Orion find it?" A student was puzzled.
"It's not a coincidence." Fatty said with joy on Tuesday, "A few trees just grew behind his house, and they haven't been found. It happened to bloom that day. It is said to be very beautiful, and it was discovered by Zhang Orion all at once."
"What a coincidence..."
"That's right, we didn't find this thing after we walked past Zhang's house."
For a while, there was a lot of discussion in the classroom.
It's addictive, but the flowers look good
Could it be...
Yan Mu thought about it carefully, and asked, "Is that flower red?"
Tuesday Fatty was also taken aback, and just wanted to ask Yan Mu how he knew.
But Tuesday is fat, after all, he is a teenager at heart, and Yan Mu is always with Yu Yuan, so he immediately felt that it was a bit embarrassing to say so.
Seeing that the colorful rope in Yan Mu's hand was fresh, he casually said, "Give me that rope, and I'll tell you."
Yan Mu shrank his neck, and said in a bad mood, "You think beautiful."
Her little face was puffy, like a little goldfish.
That cute and cute look made Zhou Fat stunned for a moment.
Yan Mu seems to be getting better and better.
Fat Tuesday realized belatedly.
He immediately regretted that he had offended Yan Mu in the past and was frivolous.
Fatty coughed lightly on Tuesday, and quietly moved towards Yan Mu's side, and was about to start a conversation when he heard a gloomy voice behind him.
"What are you doing?"
The boy's voice was hoarse, revealing a trace of imperceptible cruelty.
Yan Mu's eyes lit up, and he waved happily behind Fat Zhou Zhou, saying, "Yu Yuan, you're here!"
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