The beauty of asters is like a quiet autumn. When she does not smile, it seems that "the autumn in the sky is near and the moon shadow in the world is clear". There is a dust and elegance that does not eat human fireworks all over her. But when she smiles, it is like "three autumn laurels and ten mile Lotus", which is refreshing and dazzling.

It's not the first time Li Yundong saw Ziyuan smile at himself, but this time it was the most exciting time for him.

At that moment, a poem came up in Li Yundong's mind for no reason: thin shadow, oblique water, dark fragrance, floating moon and dusk.

At this time, although there is no thin shadow of the trees, nor the light gurgling of the small bridge water, there is a faint fragrance charming in and out of the air on the rooftop and under the moonlight, as if the moonlight in the sky is much softer.

Li Yundong even felt that the fairy in front of him was Chang'e, who came down from heaven. It was so beautiful that it was suffocating and so beautiful that he dared not blaspheme.

Li Yundong didn't speak for a moment. He just looked at the asters foolishly. Sometimes the beauty of women has the power to attract souls and make the greatest heroes in the world stupid, like clay puppets.

Ziyuan seemed to be aware of the inappropriate atmosphere at this time, but she couldn't leave. For a moment, the immortal bit her lips and Xiafei's cheeks. Her eyes were full of light anger and thin anger, and the beauty's anger doubled her beauty.

As a result, Li Yundong was even more stupid. Although he had deep love for Su Chan, he was not a stone hearted clay figurine after all. In front of him, a fairy came down to earth and smiled at him. If he could remain indifferent, he would not be a normal person.

Ziyuan was uncomfortable with Li Yundong's eyes. She only felt that wherever Li Yundong's eyes fell on her, it would be numb and itchy, as if she had been tied with Li Yundong last time. In this numb and itchy feeling, there was a strange feeling in her heart, It was as if someone had put a small stone in the calm pool, rippling waves and ripples.

The two men were so stiff that time seemed to stop moving until Su Chan's voice suddenly appeared beside them.

"Yundong, you're here. I'm looking for you!" the little girl jumped onto the roof and shouted from a distance.

Her voice made Li Yundong come back to his senses. He woke up like a dream and took back his eyes. He smiled awkwardly at Ziyuan, but Ziyuan didn't look at him. He turned around quickly and took a deep breath, as if to calm the ups and downs in his heart.

Li Yundong glanced at the back of Ziyuan. He saw that the roots of Ziyuan's ears were red and the roots of his neck were full of attractive peach red. He smiled in a panic and said, "Damn, this fairy sister is becoming more and more attractive. My old man is a little overwhelmed!"

Li Yundong turned around, coughed and said to Su Chan, "chick, what's the matter with you so late?"

Su Chan found that Ziyuan was not far away from Li Yundong. She blinked curiously and puzzled and asked, "sister Ziyuan is also there. Do you have something to say? Let me avoid it first?"