After I fell off the horse, my brothers all attacked me.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, Yu Jing has entered the coldest season.

Strange to say, Si Jingming was still warm when Shinan wrapped his hat around him.

Because the movements were too awkward, Shi Nan covered Jing Ming's face with heat, and then backed away.

Unexpectedly, Si Jingming's body temperature plummeted next, and he didn't speak, but with a calm smile, he watched Shi Nan talk about the scenery he had seen during this period of time.

It was because Shi Nan accidentally touched his cold hand that he reacted.

"It's so cold, why don't you say it?"

Shinan touched Si Jingming's face with his warm hand, and after touching it, he thought of something and leaned against his neck with the back of his hand.

This is a very deadly place, no matter who holds it, a little force can break the fragile neck.

Si Jingming remained motionless, looking at him with closed eyes, still pressing his hand against the cool skin.

The sudden intrusion of warmth made the well-shaped, protruding Adam's apple move.

Just as Shi Nan was about to withdraw his hand, he saw this scene, and unconsciously opened his curled up hand.

Si Jingming was already good-looking, as if a banished fairy who didn't understand love came into the world, as clear as a pine reflecting the cold pond, sitting there, when his Adam's apple moved slightly, it made people feel that the fairy was tainted with vulgarity and just wanted to drag him off the dust , to sink together.

Shi Nan made a strange mistake, and stuck his hand back.

By the time he reacted, his index finger had already lightly touched the protrusion, and the moment he touched it, it moved accordingly.

Si Jingming lowered his head.

Shi Nan raised his head in a daze.

"..." He blinked at Si Jingming, not knowing what he was doing, cursed secretly, and tried to calm down, "How did you make it move?"

"It's still bigger than yours." The other hand touched his Adam's apple in a similar way, as if he was really comparing the size.

Si Jingming's eyes darkened, "I don't know."

Following the movement of the person opposite, his eyes fell on the position where his fingers touched, vague and uncertain.

What is Anan?Is there an entity?

It must be more pleasing to the eye than it is now - he has never been used to the blood of the Kong family.

At first it was just to ease the embarrassment, but when it really got better, Shi Nan became unconvinced again.

He tried several methods, but only exaggerated swallowing movements could make it move, and he was not happy with it, feeling that he had lost to Jingming.

"I don't believe it, there must be skill. Tell me, I'll treat you to eat..." The hand that was still on the other's neck seemed to be out of control, and suddenly exerted force. Hold the bump with your fingers and knead it repeatedly.

A cool touch came, and Shi Nan lost his mind again while talking.

This movement lasted only a few times before Si Jingming suddenly took his hand off and firmly held it in his palm.

"Don't move around." Si Jingming turned his head away, looked at the only pot of wishing wine hanging on the wall, and said slowly.

Shi Nan suddenly woke up - what did he do again!

This kneading movement was obviously not instigated by Shi Nan's temperament. He took a few glances at Si Jingming's cool and handsome face, and suddenly realized that he was once again controlled by King Yingjun's obsession.

The last time this kind of frivolity was directed at Wan Qiu, I never thought that even a good-looking man would not be spared...

"Forget it, you're stingy." Shi Nan glanced at Zai'er guilty, to make sure that he didn't notice anything unusual, and then he was relieved.

It seems that when we are together with Jingming in the future, we must improve our willpower.

It was after a while that Shinan realized that Jing Ming was cold, and he forgot about it.

He looked at the peacock fur that was casually placed on the chair beside him, and lowered his face: "Why don't you wear mine? You don't know it when you are young. You don't pay attention to it now. When you get old, the wind and cold will enter your body, and your arm joints will hurt day and night. , it will be too late to regret.”

"I'm not cold." Si Jingming then looked back, and then coughed a few times.

Shi Nan didn't say anything, and was about to take off his clothes - he could see that Zai'er just didn't like fancy things, and he was still stubborn.

But was held down by one hand.

"Don't you like mine?" Si Jingming pursed his lips. Although he couldn't see any expression, his whole body was still full of displeasure. "Or, is there any other meaning to this peacock fur?"

After talking and talking, finally condensed into a sentence of pretending not to care.

"Who sent it?"

Shi Nan swears that he can definitely see the grievance on Zai'er's face.

In nature, kittens who can't even open their eyes will compete for the favor of the mother cat, trying to squeeze other siblings away and drink more milk.

Possessiveness is inherent in nature, and the human race cannot escape it.

Shi Nan couldn't hold back his laughter, and finally understood where Jing Mingyi's awkwardness came from, he took Zai'er's hand lovingly, wrapped the coldness with warmth, and comforted him: "Okay, just keep it on, I like you the most."

like me.

Seeing Si Jingming's calm face move slightly, Shi Nan explained: "It's a brother of mine who shared weal and woe before."

"Do I know you?" Si Jingming asked.

Natural understanding, I am afraid the origin is not shallow.

Shi Nan thought of the hidden turmoil in the confrontation between Xi Yuan and Jing Ming, and it gave him a headache.

"I don't know." With a strong desire to survive, he decided to keep it a secret, and no one can reveal it, otherwise there will be a fight, brother and son, who should help?

Si Jingming obviously didn't doubt him, so he hummed and dropped the topic.

Shi Nan felt a rare sense of guilt.

With guilt in it, he was naturally more sympathetic to the outside world. Seeing his naturally cold white skin, he cared: "Don't be brave, if you are cold..."

Si Jingming raised his eyes, and looked at Shinan's hat calmly, with some kind of vague expectation in his eyes.

Shi Nan grinned and let go of his hand.

He turned his head and shouted to the guy outside: "Is there a stove, move it in."

Seeing that the guy was shivering from the cold, he hesitated and said, "If you don't have one, can you borrow one? I'll pay more later."

Si Jingming: "..."

"Yes, yes." Seeing that the nobleman is in need, the man hurried in.

Shi Nan smiled with satisfaction, "The service of your store is good, why is there no business?"

The buddy secretly glanced at the person behind him, "This...you don't even know."

For some reason, this very good-looking adult has a very ugly complexion.

Looking at the flimsy clothes on the lord's body, the clerk felt blessed, "I'm going to move the stove right now, the distinguished guest will come right away." He nodded and bowed and walked out.

But he was horrified to see that the adult hiding behind that beautiful girl had even more displeased eyes.

The buddy stopped at half the pace, he was in a dilemma, he didn't know whether he should go or not.

Shi Nan thanked the clerk, turned to Jing Ming and smiled, "I think this place is nice, and the store is also very friendly, will we meet here next time?"

Si Jingming, who was still as cold as snow just now, had a calm expression on his face, and replied, "Okay."

The buddy breathed a sigh of relief, thinking silently, it really was an illusion.

Who likes being frozen?

The man was quick with his hands and feet, and quickly moved a stove and placed it between the two of them.

In order to prevent the corners of his clothes from being roasted, Shi Nan stepped back, and told Si Jingming, "Move back, don't turn your clothes yellow, you are alone, no matter how much money you have, you can't waste it."

Si Jingming... was silent for a long time before moving a little hesitantly.

Shi Nan smiled gratifiedly.

Because Si Jingming never wore that colorful peacock fur, in the end, the two of them didn't go anywhere, just chatting in this wine shop where they were the only ones.

Mainly Shi Nan asked, Si Jingming listened, and occasionally answered a few words.

Generally speaking, it was a loving and warm conversation, at least Shi Nan thought so.

During this period, Shi Nan thought of Xi Yuan's position, and felt that it was more stable than Jing Ming's shop. In the memory of King Yingjun, there were many shops opened by ordinary people who were bullied and had to suffer.

He couldn't hold back and asked, "Do you want to consider donating an official?"

Si Jingming's usually upright body swayed slightly, almost thinking that he had discovered something.

Seeing that Shi Nan only cared about it, he didn't seem to have found anything, he lowered his eyes and said: "Many officials have bad conduct, I haven't thought about it."

This sentence sounded a little familiar, Shi Nan calmed down and thought about it, and suddenly remembered - isn't this what he complained to Si Jingming when he was in Zhuanghe, dare to love this obedient boy, so he will remember it firmly once Living!

He felt the frustration of misleading others, and his eyes wandered: "Actually, that's only a small part, and we can't be too extreme... Most officials are still innocent."

Si Jingming paused and said, "Okay."

Shi Nan didn't react for a moment, "What?"

Si Jingming looked at him: "I'll be an idle official, so that the county king won't worry."

It's time to lay the groundwork step by step. No matter how much Anan dislikes King Jiangyin, he can't keep hiding it from him.

When he said this, Shi Nan blushed—he believed what he said, trusting without hesitation made him feel anxious about a heavy responsibility, but also unspeakably joyful.

In such a warm atmosphere, a morning passed quickly.

Even though there was a stove burning, the wine shop was always open for business, and the cold wind was blowing in, and the usually sensible boy was just getting dressed and didn't listen to Shi Nan.

Shi Nan had no choice but to find an excuse, "It's noon, I made an appointment with my friend earlier, Jing Ming, you should go back first, don't freeze outside."

After speaking, he felt distressed and pushed the stove over there.

"Okay." Si Jingming didn't keep him, but when Shinan was about to take off his clothes, he refused: "The prince wears this to go home, and the one you are wearing...doesn't keep warm."

Shi Nan thought about it subconsciously, and denied it: "I don't want to keep warm, you quickly put it on for me—"

Before he finished speaking, the red mole on the tip of Si Jingming's nose turned even redder, and he leaned over suddenly, gave him a quick hug, turned around and left.

Shi Nan was startled by the sudden attack, and when he reacted, even Si Jingming's shadow couldn't catch up.

He stopped, sweet and regretful, and muttered bitterly: "It's too willful, if you get sick..."

No matter how much he hated the punishment, he couldn't say it, so he could only stand at the door of the restaurant, his long hair was messed up by the cold wind, and finally he smiled helplessly.

"Like a child, forget it."

......

When Shi Nan returned to Xi Yuan's mansion, it was exactly noon.

He took a pack of warm sauce-flavored beef, which he bought from the most famous snack shop among the people. After he ate it once, he couldn't forget the taste, so he wanted to bring some back for Xi Yuan.

Sometimes the wealthy sons and gentlemen pay attention to rituals, but miss a lot of folk delicacies.

When Shi Nan came in, he happened to see Xi Yuan packing something, he didn't look carefully, after approaching, he took out the beef that had been covered all the way from his chest, and said with a smile: "I brought something delicious for Mr. Xi."

"Going out for a trip, you just bring something like this to perfuse me?" Xi Yuan put away the half-written notebook naturally, then raised the corners of his mouth, and looked up at Shi Nan.

The beloved woman goes out to visit friends, and it feels very good to miss him.

Before his eyes fell on the thing in his hand, he passed by Shi Nan's face, but landed on the snow-white cloak on his body.

The smile that Xi Yuan just showed froze, "What are you wearing?"

The steaming paper package was still in the air, and no one picked it up.

Shinan lowered his head and glanced, not paying much attention, "It's a gift from an old friend." After speaking, he passed it forward again, happily saying: "Eat it quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold."

Anyway, he was grateful for Xi Yuan's care.

Xi Yuan didn't answer, and under the corners of his curved eyes, his gentle face became fierce and aggressive, "A gift from an old friend?"

Whether it was when he was Yin'er or the king of Yingjun, Xi Yuan always smiled like he was playing with the world, as if he didn't need to care about everything. This was the first time Shi Nan saw him showing such an expression, and he was a little uneasy for a while.

"Is there something wrong?" Shi Nan couldn't help but gradually withdrew his hand in mid-air, and suddenly came to his senses: "I didn't lose yours. I just put it in the room. I didn't have time to do anything else, so I came to look for you."

He thought Xi Yuan was angry about this.

Unexpectedly, Xi Yuan didn't seem to understand, he got up suddenly, and pulled off the cloak that Shi Nan was wearing, because of the sudden movement, he took the beef that Shi Nan was not holding firmly, and fell to the ground.

In order to lure Xi Yuan, Shi Nan opened a hole in the paper bag, but it was not tightly wrapped, and the contents rolled around a few times before lying on the ground without moving.

Shi Nan was smiling at first, but when he saw the food quietly falling on the ground, his expression suddenly turned cold.

"What do you mean?" Shi Nan asked coldly.

At this moment, Xi Yuan didn't pay attention to such details at all, various possibilities flashed through his mind, and finally he just held on to that strange, particularly dazzling white piece.

Then he gritted his teeth and said, "This dress is for men."

"Who did you go out to meet?"

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