My Wife Is The Final Boss Chapter 240

Xu Changan himself had never thought about it, the qin music has the solitary sound of a clear spring, and there is also an extravagant sound. It is hard to say whether it is a pure heart or a chaotic one.

But he wanted to play the qin for Yun Qian, because it was a dream, and he could make one without a guqin.

On Mu Yufeng, that's it, he knows a few lyre and banjo, and he can also order simple tunes, so it doesn't mean that he can't hear it.

so.

Xu Changan thought that the girl would be very interested in his piano skills. He thought that his skills were not good, so it would be difficult to deal with the girl's praise with the cheek... But he didn't think about it... Yun Qian didn't want to hear about it. .

Could it be that the girl saw through, he wanted to play the piano to make her pure?

But his qin skills can't achieve the tranquility and tranquility of Senior Zhu, and there is no need for the girl to be afraid.

But Yun Qian, who had been drinking, was really not interested in listening to the qin at this time. She could stay outside when she was outside, find a good weather, and hold the raccoon flower in the yard to listen to her husband playing.

Right now, nature has more importance.

The circulation of alcohol in the blood made Yun Qian's face turn a beautiful crimson. The girl put one hand on the hot face, and her left hand fell on the tie of the waist dress, murmuring: "Next time, I will I don't want to hear it today."

Xu Changan: "..."

From his perspective, it can be seen that Yun Qian gently sent a lot of the ties between the dresses, and the whole person's clothes loosened instantly.

Look away.

How beautiful is Yunqian's room?

No, it's now his and Miss Yun's room.

In short, it is very beautiful. The roof hangs down with expensive and exquisite silk, and the window shutters are covered by a curtain of light blue tulle.

I have to say that his method of diverting his attention is really stupid. Even if he is as slow as a cloud, he can clearly know his escape.

"I'm tired." Yun Qian wrapped the object around her wrist twice, then placed it on the wine table and pushed it to Xu Changan's wine glass.

Xu Changan looked down and swallowed.

Lace.

What appeared in front of his glass now was the tie around the girl's waist.

"Miss, what do you want... to do?" Xu Changan picked up the tie and looked at the girl with complicated eyes.

"You don't know?" Yun Qian met his gaze strangely.

"You're drunk." Xu Changan said.

"I'm not drunk, I haven't gotten my measure yet, but... my face is a little hot, but I'll be fine in a while." Yun Qian slowly stood up, holding the wine table, her clothes were loose and looked like pajamas.

Yun Qian didn't mean to delay the delay at all, she walked to the couch and sat down, took off her coat and hung it on the hanger next to her, and then said, "Let's light a brazier later, the weather is still a little cold."

"What are you waiting for?" Yun Qian said, "I just soaked in the hot spring, so I don't need to wash it anymore."

"...I, I..." Xu Changan was speechless for a while, not knowing what to say.

He and Miss Yun haven't reached middle-aged husband and wife yet, so where did the sense of sight in front of him—[Go, follow me into the room] come from?

Seeing Xu Changan in a daze, Yun Qian looked at him calmly: "What's wrong? I thought you should think about it clearly."

"What do you mean?" Xu Changan was stunned, and suddenly had a bad premonition.

"For example, this pot of tea?" Under Xu Chang'an's astonished gaze, Yun Qian reached out and took out a teapot from the void, and said, "This is the teapot you threw ashore when you were in the hot spring. Can't you explain anything?"

Tea is refreshing.

If he doesn't drink tea, he just doesn't want to cleanse his heart.

Wine and fun.

He doesn't drink tea, but pours himself wine... What he wants to do is really transparent and plain in Yun Qian's eyes.

"Miss, you can use this too?" Xu Changan instantly realized what Yun Qian wanted to say, and he said stubbornly: "I don't drink tea because after eating sweet fruit, I can't drink the taste of tea. ."

"But if you don't drink tea, you won't have a clean heart." Yun Qian said lightly, making Xu Changan unable to lift his head.

She is so reasonable.

Isn't Miss Yun being stupid on weekdays? How can he be sharp like this at a critical time, and one sentence will pierce his heart.

But no is no.

Could it be considered cheating with Wen Cun, who was in the dream when he was awake... This matter, he didn't think about it for a moment, and he couldn't get up for a moment.

"Miss……"

"and also."

Xu Changan was about to explain, but was interrupted by Yun Qian. The girl stood up, walked barefoot to the dressing table, opened the drawer, and took out a hand-held glass mirror.

"You don't want to look in the mirror, just take a look." Yun Qian handed the mirror over.

Xu Changan stared at her hand in a daze, and he flinched without understanding.

"Take it." Yun Qian took a step forward and put the mirror in Xu Changan's hand: "Look at it."

Xu Changan looked at it subconsciously, and then he was stunned, his dark pupils trembling.

What appeared in the mirror was a young man, who was far less refined than the one who had leapt after the open source. He was obviously a little younger, and his appearance could only be regarded as a handsome person.

It was him a few years ago.

Why is this happening.

This is his dream, he has all the memories, shouldn't it be the appearance of Chao Yunzong, how could he be a young boy, how could he be a... fake?

Xu Changan suddenly understood why the girl didn't let him look in the mirror.

At this age, Xu Changan would never forget it, and it was not long before he confirmed the relationship with the girl.

And if you look at it from the face, he has no position to reject the girl at this time, because he is the most greedy and happy at this age, and it can be said that he will never leave Miss Yun all day long.

If he said it like this, then the worries about cheating before would be completely meaningless.

Because he appeared on the island at this age, he should be gentle with the girl, and what should be done, how can it be called cheating?

Look again at this time.

The younger self is a fake.

Miss Yun, who can take out Beisangcheng Yulu wine and is extremely accurate about the amount of alcohol she will get drunk is the real thing.

The Yun Qian in front of her is not the one on the island, but... the one who has already been on Chaoyun, but Miss Yun's face has not changed much, which makes Xu Changan subconsciously ignore this fact.

"Miss, why... I've become a fake?" Xu Changan's eyes widened: "Could it be... this is really your dream? Not mine."

A fake, but there is no way to escape the girl's moves.

"Whose dream do you always care about?" Yun Qian tilted her head, picked up the mirror in Xu Changan's hand and put it back on the state: "Okay, it's getting late."

"...I, let me think about it." Xu Changan lowered his head and walked towards the gate quickly, even trying to escape.

There was no way, when Xu Changan realized that he could take it for granted, his heartbeat began to speed up, and if he didn't leave... I'm afraid he won't be able to leave for a while.

Yun Qian looked at the back of his departure, her back straightened a lot, and said seriously, "Are you going to leave me?"

The girl's words were like a nail firmly fixed on his shadow, making it impossible for his other leg to cross the threshold.

After half an hour.

Xu Changan retracted his foot that stepped out of the threshold, and when he turned his head, he saw the corner of Yun Qian's mouth twitching.

For girls, sometimes things that are too easy to get are naturally not so good. It seems that after going through all kinds of difficulties, they finally won out from the body and mind... I'm really happy.

"I'm not the opponent of Miss, who made me a fake." Xu Changan spread his hands.

"This is a dream, both of us are fakes, just a memory." Yun Qian tried to use Xu Changan's logic to think about the problem, and then said: "Since they are all fakes, then... let's make some fakes from this period. what should be done.”

"...Miss, I'll go into the room slowly, okay?" Xu Changan raised his head and pointed to the back room of the room.

"Yeah." Yun Qian wasn't aggressive. For the girl, as long as she didn't go out, she went to the back room.

It is rare for a girl to win once.

Seeing Xu Changan walk into the back room and slam the door shut, Yun Qian blinked, thinking... Her novels are really not for nothing, and I can still learn something from the actions of the women in the book. husband" technique.

Just thinking about it, Yun Qian saw that the door that was closed tightly was loosened, so that she could faintly see his figure, so that she would not worry about his sudden disappearance.

Her husband's kindness made Miss Yun feel better.

house.

Xu Changan sat at the desk and sighed.

In other words, he said it before.

Because of her clean mind, Miss Yun, who can't hide herself, sometimes really looks like a succubus.

In fact, he didn't care whose dream was here at all, but... At the moment when he saw the mirror, after seeing his appearance "in a special period of greed and joy", Xu Changan could no longer suppress himself. .

People cannot deceive and suppress their own hearts for too long.

And the more repressed, the more serious the rebound caused.

In fact, Xu Changan is rarely so heartbroken. After all, it is indeed called an old husband and wife. Even if Yun Qian's charm as a woman is getting stronger and stronger, Xu Changan's feelings for girls most of the time are love and respect. , very little desire.

This time, it was purely the result of repeated, repeated, repeated suppression.

So, he looks calm, in fact, after seeing the girl's frenulum, he wants to eat fruit.

Now, I need to calm down and restrain the flames in my heart so as not to burn the girl.

This back room is connected to the boudoir, and like the residences of Beisang City and Tianming Peak, they are all study rooms.

The closeness between Miss Yun's study and bedroom should be the habit she developed from here.

He casually opened the book on the table, Xu Changan picked up the pen, and wrote the words [inch of heart] on the paper.

An inch heart is the heart of a square inch. It is indicated on the ancient rhyme of the new word, which means a very small life or heart.

Xu Changan likes this meaning very much, so even if it is a little thought, he can't live up to the girl.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his charming thoughts, picked up the papers covered on the table, and looked at them one by one.

The more you look, the better you feel.

Most of them are paper on which Yun Qian practiced calligraphy. It can be seen from the above that Yun Qian is deliberately imitating his handwriting. On the most recent paper, the girl's handwriting is at least eight-point similar to his.

Xu Changan looked at Yun Qian's words, the emotions in his heart were complicated, and he couldn't say whether it was satisfaction or something else.

I like it anyway.

At this moment, Xu Changan suddenly caught a glimpse of a booklet from the corner of his eye. He was stunned for a moment, then quickly picked up the booklet and opened it in front of him.

Obviously, Xu Changan couldn't be more proficient in this thing, because it was not Yun Qian's font, but his.

Fragrant ink.

On the book, a group of strange...numbers were recorded line by line as if by date.

Xu Changan held his face and looked there, but if he looked carefully, he would find that he clearly discovered the appearance of black history.

Yes.

Xu Changan helped his forehead.

He did the same thing back then.

Write down the proportions of the girl's body in numbers, and compare the changes in her body every once in a while... This is what he did.

Simply inhuman.

Xu Changan thought so, but he still couldn't help opening the manual, his fingertips swiped across a set of numbers, and finally paused, muttering: "It turns out that the lady is not unchanged, it is obvious There are those who are growing... well, this is not a blessing."

and many more.

Not really lucky.

Did he give Yun Qian better food?

"What are you looking at, I'm tired of waiting." Just as Xu Changan was focusing on some data on Yun Qian, the girl's voice came from behind.

Xu Changan was startled, immediately closed the book, and said in a flustered tone, "Miss, I wrote down these data because I wanted to make clothes for you...no other...meaning."

"Why are you nervous?" Yun Qian shook her head, glanced at the booklet that Xu Changan was pressing under her hands, and understood something, she put one hand on her collar and said seriously, "I haven't measured it for a long time. , do you want to memorize a new number?"

Xu Changan likes to remember this, and she remembers it too.

Xu Changan: "..."

Yun Qian's voice flowed through the room like spring water, making Xu Changan's eyes clearer and clearer.

He raised his hand, put the book back on the summer vacation, got up and stretched out his hand to Yun Qian: "Miss, you won."

The bright moon that suddenly rose outside the window was round and lovely.

"There's no winning or losing here."

"Too."

Xu Changan left the study with Yun Qian in his arms, bypassed the brazier, and placed it on the couch.

He wants to eat fruit, and Miss Yun also wants to eat fruit.

What is happening on the island is not enough for outsiders. In the distance, only the little sparks in the room can be seen, and the candlelight that lights up the night is so conspicuous in this empty sea.

Under the cool and clear snowy night, the silver-gray sky is covered with stars~www.mtlnovel.com~, like finely crafted night pearls, shedding a crystal and soft brilliance.

Frost is above.

Thick soil is below.

Everything between heaven and earth turns into a big curtain, covering up everything on the island, making everything elegant and hazy.

Everything is so beautiful, after all, warmth and hot springs are extremely beautiful things.

It should be like this.

At this time, Xu Changan forgot one thing.

Miss Yun also forgot that her confidence... only a quarter of an hour.

What does self-inflicted mean.

It's like soaking in a hot spring until it lacks oxygen.

A quarter of an hour later.

"I can not make it."

The girl decided to open up.

Chapter end