After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée

There are still countless mysteries in Zheng Wan's mind.

"You have turned your heart into a butterfly, how come your forehead has a mark? Then my mother Gu..."

Cui Wang glanced at her, flipped his fingers, and a pure white feather butterfly fluttered in his palm. He let go, Ren Yudie flew around him for a while, and finally landed in Zheng Wan's hair.

The butterfly wing vibrated, and the whole body fell down.

Zheng Wan stretched out her hand and touched it, Die Wing patted her fingertips affectionately, and she felt joy from the bottom of her heart. Then she realized that the mother Gu was not completely silent, but not as active as before.

"Children turn into butterflies, and naturally they are not bound by the previous rules."

Cui Wang said slowly, "This is beyond my expectation."

Zheng Yu was taken aback: "You mean..."

Have you solved the gu invisibly?

Cui Wang nodded, his expression was obviously reluctant:

"as you wish."

……It is indeed unexpected.

Zheng Wan never expected that the direction of this Gu turned out to be now, unsolved but unsolved.

Both of them are no longer restricted by the love gu.

"Then if you touch the girl next to me, I won't know anymore?"

Cui Wang glanced at her and said quietly:

"My lord will not, you will."

"..."

This is also true.

Zheng Wan immediately let go of this problem.

"Does the Daojun feel turbulent now?"

Zheng Yu poked him in the chest with his fingertips, but Cui Wang grabbed him: "When was the turbulence?"

"Cui Wang, your ears are red."

Zheng Wan said with a smile.

She still remembered the cruel words that this person let go at that time, he said, if it is to relieve Gu, he will no longer care about her.

Not only scolded her for being slutty and shameless, but also said she was snake-hearted...

Thinking of this, Zheng Wan made a good idea again.

What's the deal?

If it's so easy to reconcile, then it's cheap.

"Girl, what's the point of repeating this over and over again?" Mother-in-law Jin looked at her cheerfully.

Zheng Wan also felt that he was full.

But the thorn was there, and it was pulled once, and then it was painful. It was not very sharp, but it was endless and it made people want to get through with themselves.

Zheng Yu glanced at Cui Wang, his ear tips were red, and his side face was exquisite like a jade. At first glance, he looked like a bright morning glow spreading out.

She broke away the fingers he was holding one by one:

"Speaking of it, Daojun used to say that when the Gu is solved, he will return to the bridge and the road with me, remember?"

Of course Cui Wang remembers.

He seldom speaks and believes, only in her case, he repents from time to time and hesitates in everything.

The ancestors in the ear laughed loudly in the soul sea:

"It's not that it doesn't report, the time has not come, the way of heaven is good for reincarnation, see who is spared by the heavens! Great grandson, the old ancestors tell you that the water that entered your mind before is the tears you shed now.

"Old ancestors."

"Who told you to die with a hard duck mouth."

The old ancestor was thumping the sea with joy, and his face was flooded by the sudden waves of the soul. He touched the always wet hair, opened his mouth and looked at the fatter and fatter lightning not far away, and asked, " Xiao Wangwang, didn't you say that Little Butterfly can no longer affect you?"

"Yes."

"Then why this lightning... is getting bigger and bigger?"

When the voice fell, the ancestor was struck by lightning and fell into the sea stiffly.

When he floated up, he looked completely unlovable.

He raised his **** up:

"I believe in your evil!"

"The ancestors--"

"——Your ancestor is dead!"

Cui Wang silently swallowed the remaining half. He looked at Zheng Yu. She gently stepped across a step, light red gauze spreading across the beautiful pattern on the steps, revealing the white soft boot treads at the corner of the skirt. On the threshold.

Outside the threshold is a Nissan tree.

The bald peacock staggered across the threshold with the little flamingo, and the little unicorn jumped on all four hooves and also jumped over the threshold.

"菀菀——"

He said.

"Why?"

Zheng Wan turned around impatiently.

"I used to think you were an accident in my life."

"Naturally by accident."

Zheng Wan wrinkled his nose. She in the dream died...

She dangled these messy things, "So what?"

"So, at that time, I desperately wanted to exclude you from my life accidentally, and I wouldn't admit it."

Zheng Wan's eyes turned red all of a sudden:

"No, not only did you refuse to admit it, you also looked down on this accident. You said she was hypocritical, greedy, vicious and narrow."

Cui Wang was speechless:

"Wan, where do you start?"

The bald peacock giggled on the side **** ho **** ho:

"Quarrel! Quarrel! Quarrel!"

Cui Wang passed by with a sword intent, and pinched its mouth to one place, whimpering with its white fleshy wings flapping. Little Firebird raised his head, looked left and right, and finally staggered back, patted Cui Wang's leg with his fleshy wings, and the little milky voice called in Zheng Yu's mind:

"A-niang, A-niang, asshole! Asshole!"

Neither Zheng Wan nor Cui Wang cared.

Cui Wang sighed:

"Wan, what kind of person do you think I am?"

"When others look at you, you are naturally good in everything, and you are extremely talented—"

"Then what do you think?"

Cui Wang interrupted her.

Zheng Wan didn't understand what he meant when he asked what he said. After thinking about it, he answered seriously:

"Lonely and arrogant, extremely difficult to get along with, accepting words and deeds, not pleasing to others..."

She listed many shortcomings.

Cui Wang was not upset:

"That's it."

He said:

"What you said is all me. But are you talking about me contemptuously and despising me?"

"No."

Zheng Wan shook his head.

It is the judgment and cognition of people, and there is no distinction between feelings and feelings.

"Wanyu, the same is true for me."

Zheng Wan gradually understood what he meant.

She blinked her beautiful eyes and fanned her eyelashes slightly.

"Zheng Wan, the you in my eyes are the most real you."

Cui Wang seemed to be organizing the words, and it took a long time to say, "Even if the real you are like leisure and work, vanity and cunning, I still, still..."

"Still how?"

"Still happy."

Don't go too far.

Feiyun burned on his cheeks, like the morning glow on the horizon, which did not retreat for a long time.

Zheng Wan's eyes were distended, and his heart was distended, only to feel that there was a gas rushing from the left to the right and about to rush out of her throat: she heard the sound of the threshold crashing.