My Wife Is The Final Boss Chapter 82

The continuous rain washed the sky clean, the bright moon was as smooth as a jade plate, and the clear brilliance fell from the sky, shrouding the two people outside the door.

On Mu Yufeng, there are many, many beautiful, high-quality girls. There is no other reason. These girls who have studied the six arts of women and are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting must have excellent temperament, and all of them have an aesthetic that is beyond ordinary people.

Without aesthetics, it must be impossible to move on Muyu Peak.

Although Wen Li was special, she was still Mu Yufeng's girl in essence, so she looked at Yun Qian in the room, and she was absent-minded for a long time.

In Wen Li's eyes, the moment she opened the door, she saw two completely different girls.

In the first moment, the cloud in her eyes was as cold as frost, as if she saw a group of jades standing in a row, and it was like the cold wind on the top of the mountain, although it was cold to the bones, she felt that it was an overreach to look at it any more.

But as Xu Changan stepped into the threshold with one foot, the icy cold jade of Yun Qian turned into warm jade in an instant, the cold wind turned into spring breeze, and the red glow was like the clouds and mist shrouded in the moon, full of unique 's flavor.

Women are the ones who appreciate and describe women the most, and Wen Li is not surprised.

And Yun Qian's clothes couldn't hide her graceful figure, the white skirt with black lining, accompanied by the girl's lazy demeanor, made Wen Li realize that it seemed that Yun Qian's body was not very good. Weak, like a sick beauty.

But even so, Yun Qian is still an impeccable existence in appearance.

Even just relying on her appearance as a woman made her sword heart tremble so far... Is this really a girl from the mortal world?

Wen Li's body was inexplicably stiff at this time. She used to carry a gun to fight on the battlefield, and the blood on her body had congealed into a scab. She couldn't remember to wash it until she couldn't see her face clearly. Now she actually started to care about her appearance. .

Wen Li's stagnant breathing gradually resumed.

Yes.

This girl Yun is Xu Changan's wife, and it is not an exaggeration to say that Xu Changan, who she cares about and uses as a mirror... is rooted in the "child husband" raised by Yun Qian.

Wen Li thought to herself that Yun Qian could educate Xu Changan into what she is now, and treat Yun Qian as an ordinary woman, just like an innocent little girl who likes to eat candied fruit.

Very funny.

"Eat candied fruit?"

Yun Qian yawned and handed the crystal clear candied fruit in her hand to Xu Changan's hand. At this time, her wife's hairstyle was fine, she was a little sleepy, and even the way she stretched out her hand was full of tenderness.

Like Wen Li, Xu Changan was sluggish for a moment, but he was sluggish not because of how good-looking Yun Qian was.

The corners of his eyes twitched, he walked in front of Yun Qian, and reminded in a low voice, "The veil."

"Yeah." Yun Qian put Xu Changan's unwanted candied fruit into her mouth, raised her hand to lift her drooping hair and fastened it behind her ear, then took out a light white veil from her cuff and put it on.

Xu Changan nodded and turned around immediately.

Just before Xu Changan turned around, Wen Li's eyes forcibly regained clarity, but... at this time, her attention was successfully shifted from Xu Changan to Yun Qian.

After that, Xu Changan acted very naturally, treating Wen Li as a guest at his house.

"..." Xu Changan gave Yun Qian a wink, then walked into the tea room, leaving space for the two of them.

Xu Changan thought that he could talk to Wen Li about other arrangements for the guide, but when we first met... he couldn't introduce him again as he did when going through the mountain entry procedures.

Yun Qian cheered up and looked at Wen Li in front of her, thinking that the fluorescence emitted by Wen Li was dimmer than that of the wine maid surnamed Liu.

Thinking of what Xu Changan asked her to say, Yun Qian said calmly, "I have seen Senior Sister."

She called it smoothly because Xu Changan also called it that way.

There is already an uncle Qin, and there will be no more senior sisters, so the weather has not changed in any way, but there is a thin layer of clouds covering the moon.

Wen Li thought that Yun Qian's voice was very good. She was about to respond when she heard Yun Qian add: "Yun Qian, Yun Yu's cloud, stranded Qian."

Wen Li heard the words, her eyes flashed with a hint of light after her broken hair.

She thought the introduction of Yun Qian's name was very interesting, because when she said her name, her eyes shifted to Xu Changan who was busy in the tea room.

"Wen Li, Pear Flower's Pear." Wen Li was silent for a while, and then said: "Junior Sister Yun, you are ready to cultivate."

When she mentioned business, her eyes became more serious.

practice?

Yun Qian looked at the tea room, thinking that Xu Changan was blowing in her ear every day, of course she was ready.

"Yeah." Yun Qian replied without looking at Wen Li: "I don't know what needs to be done for cultivation."

"I can teach you."

"You can tell him about specific things."

Because Xu Changan was by her side, Yun Qian would not pay attention to others. After she perfunctory to Wen Li, she kept staring at Xu Changan, looking at his busy figure in the tea room. No one can be tolerated.

Wen Li's gaze swept across the obvious gap in Yun Qian's hair, thinking that Yun Qian is Xu Chang'an's wife, which should indicate that they have a good relationship.

But... Yun Qian didn't have the perfect personality that Wen Li thought. Wen Li thought that Yun Qian would be a good-looking, "female version" of Xu Changan.

After a brief conversation, I found that Yun Qian seemed to be emphasizing all the time that she was not Yun Qian, but Xu Changan's "wife".

She believed that Xu Changan should have told Yun Qian about his existence.

But the question of cultivation and her own existence, in the eyes of Miss Yun, were nothing compared to the boy who was making tea.

Wen Li suddenly felt that Yun Qian was somewhat similar to himself. In Master's words, he was indifferent, without eyesight, and only cared about what he cared about.

So she had a preliminary understanding of Yun Qian.

However, Wen Li also realized that Yun Qian was very different from Xu Changan, who was cautious in everything and never offended anyone.

She began to understand why Xu Changan was so nervous. With Yun Qian's attitude, if she changed to another junior sister with a bad temper, she would be held accountable for her rudeness.

But Wen Li didn't feel that Yun Qian was being rude, because she put herself in her shoes and thought about it, and in Yun Qian's position, she couldn't hold other people in her eyes either.

Is this what it means to be stranded?

In the tea room, Xu Changan couldn't help twitching the corners of his eyes. When he turned around, he found that Yun Qian had been staring at him~www.mtlnovel.com~ Miss Yun, you always look at what I do.

Then I go?

He coughed lightly, then went behind the screen to iron the cup, and the whole person disappeared from Yun Qian's field of vision.

Yun Qian looked away, and ripples appeared on the veil.

It is also what a virtuous wife should do to not let her husband worry.

For someone like Wen Li who has insight and Xu Changan likes, she doesn't mind chatting with her.

So Yun Qian turned her head and looked at Wen Li, who had black and broken hair in front of her, and asked calmly, "How old are you this year."

The rain hit the window lattice, and the pattering rain reflected Wen Li's consternation.

Wen Li looked at Yun Qian's eyes, and suddenly remembered that many years ago, the gentleman from Jiantang stroked her short hair and asked the same thing.

Chapter end