Chapter 226 He Is so Powerful that He Protects Tang Moer From All Wind and Rain.

Lu Jinwen's eyes fell on Lu Qier and he looked up and down. Because of her mother, he hadn't taken a good look at her in so many years. He even didn't want to see her.

He was afraid that when he saw her, he would think of her mother.

But looking at it now, she looked nothing like her mother. He could hardly find any trace of her mother in her.

Not only in appearance, but also in personality.

She doesn’t know who she inherited her current stupidity from.

If she could inherit even a little bit of her mother's intelligence, Gu Mohan would already be in her pocket.

Back then, her mother was so magnificent that she captivated many young men in the world.

Lu Jinwen withdrew his gaze calmly, "You can take care of yourself."

He pulled out his long legs and went out.

…

Lu Jinwen was walking in the corridor, his face was calm, no one knew what he was thinking.

"husband…"

At this moment, a soft call suddenly sounded in my ears.

Lu Jinwen's steps suddenly stopped.

The man's pace was steady and calm, but his sudden braking seemed very abrupt.

"husband…"

Another soft call.

Lu Jinwen's eardrums twitched, and his tall body slowly turned around. His cold phoenix eyes accurately and sharply glanced at the ward in front of him.

"husband…"

That soft call came through for the third time. This was not an illusion, but... real.

Lu Jinwen turned around, stretched out her long legs and walked towards the ward.

His polished leather shoes made a "squeaking" sound when he stepped on the slightly mottled ground. The road leading to the ward was not long, but time seemed to have suddenly traveled back, back to more than thirty years ago. years ago.

At that time, Lu Jinwen was synonymous with the business era. When his mother, Qingqing, went to the temple to burn incense, he accompanied her.

It was a snowy day, and the whole temple was a crystal clear world covered with snow. Mommy Qingqing was burning incense. He was standing in the snow wearing a black cloak. His extraordinary figure attracted all the women. pilgrim.

"Donor, seeing that you are destined, how about I tell you a fortune today?" At this time, a senior monk came over.

He looked back and glanced at the eminent monk lightly. Because he was bored, he was willing to say a few words casually, "Then what do you think I should do?"

The eminent monk smiled and said, "People in the world ask for fortune and peace. I see that the benefactor is aloof and looks like a dragon and phoenix. Naturally, the benefactor does not need to ask about the future. How about I tell the benefactor a marriage fortune?"

Marriage hexagram.

As the eldest son of the Lu family, he is a genius born from heaven, but his marriage has always been talked about by Qingqing's mother, because even though there are three thousand weak women in this world, he has not found a suitable one yet.

He nodded, "Okay."

The eminent monk handed him the bamboo stick in his hand and said, "Donor, you draw a lot."

He reached out and took out a bamboo stick.

The signature was in Sanskrit. The eminent monk took a look at it, smiled and stretched out his finger, pointing to the bead curtain in front, "Donor, you go forward, keep going."

He glanced at the eminent monk dubiously. In his opinion, divination and divination were just deceptive tricks.

But he still took steps and walked step by step to the bead curtain.

His slender fingers opened the golden bead curtain. The jasper beads collided together and made a clear and cheerful sound. He raised his eyelids and looked up. There were various red ribbons tied on the tall marriage tree and the golden futon. A beautiful figure is kneeling, the girl is wearing a bright red cloak, three thousand green silk hairs are tucked behind the snow-white earlobes, two small green hands are holding a bamboo stick tube, the girl is mumbling something---

"Yue Lao, Yue Lao, I heard that you are in charge of human marriages, but there are too many people. You didn't see me. Come and look at me. Please give me a husband. I want a husband. I want a husband. I want a husband!”

After speaking, the girl slowly turned her eyes, as if she was destined to see him.

He picked up the bead curtain and saw her, and saw a stunning face that would captivate the entire country.

What he and she didn't know was that the eminent monk looked at this scene and sighed and shook his head, "One glance can lead to a lifetime, and we have always been deeply in love, but our relationship is shallow. What an injustice. What an injustice."

The eminent monk floated away.

The past scene was clearly playing in his mind. At this time, Lu Jinwen came to the door of the ward. He stretched out his big palm and touched the doorknob.

He didn't know why he came, just like he didn't know why he came to pick out bead curtains more than thirty years ago. This soft and soft "husband" had not been heard for more than thirty years, but he called it out with that woman. 's "husband" is exactly the same.

He pushed open the ward door.

In the ward, several nurses were chatting and laughing. His phoenix eyes faintly looked around, but there was no one he was looking for.

His phoenix eyes lowered, he closed the door, and the corners of his cold lips curved in a self-deprecating arc, and he felt like he was in a daze.

Just now, he must have been hearing hallucinations.

…

"Husband, husband..." Tang Mo'er was looking for Gu Mohan. She just asked some nurses and they said Gu Mohan was here.

But why can't she find it?

This is the staircase, right? Her soft white hands touched the escalator, and she raised her thin legs to get down.

Gu Mohan came at this time. When he saw the woman going down the stairs, he quickly raised his thin lips and said, "Mo'er, didn't I tell you to stop running around and sit down and wait for me? You are disobedient."

"Hubby, you are here. Where have you been? I have been looking for you for a long time." Tang Moer quickly smiled with a crooked eyebrow.

Gu Mohan stood at the bottom of the stairs. He clapped his hands and then opened his strong arms. "Come on, jump down and I'll catch you."

Throw it down.

If she couldn't catch it, she would fall miserably.

Her fine white teeth bit her moist red lips. She closed her eyes and threw herself down with her delicate body.

The next second, she threw herself into a broad and warm embrace. He was standing on the flat ground. Even so, she was still a little shorter than him. "Do you want your husband to punish you for being so naughty?"

Tang Mo'er was ticklish, so she giggled and hid in his arms, "Hubby, I was wrong, don't punish me, okay?"

Hearing her soft voice begging for mercy, Gu Mohan leaned down and murmured, "Don't move, let my husband hug her."

Tang Moer stopped moving. She knew that he was in a bad mood. In fact, she was in a bad mood too. An An and Shiyu were both suffering.

A delicate little hand hugged him back, and the other delicate little hand came to the man's handsome back and patted it gently, like coaxing a child.

At this time, there was a pair of eyes staring at them in the dark. Lu Qier came, and she accidentally saw the scene of Gu Mohan and Tang Moer embracing each other sweetly.