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The kiss that was full of alcohol in the night woke up Song Yi thoroughly. He held Yeluling's thin body, and his heart was in a mess for a while, and he couldn't tell what it was like.

Like it?It doesn't count.

But obviously...not disgusted.

There were only the two of them on the prairie, and the rest either went to bed early, or saw them together, and wisely avoided this place without disturbing them. Song Yi, who was inconvenient in his legs and feet, took a long time to bring Yeluling back.

...He went back with Yeluling in his arms, and was pecked several times by the vicious eagle Xiaoxue.

Forget it, Mr. Song decided not to bother with it.

The next day Song Yi got up earlier, and as soon as he got out of the tent, he saw Yeluling's confidants Butong and Chisang waiting outside, feeling a little strange in his heart, and asked, "Why are you standing here?"

In the past few days since he came to Huheqin, he has learned a lot of Mongolian through conversations with herdsmen and Keyada, and daily conversations with people are basically not a problem.Song Yi is quick-witted and has strong self-learning ability. Even learning a new language is not too difficult for him.

But Buertong, one of Yeluling's confidantes, is straightforward and stubborn, and has always looked down on Song Yi, thinking that he is just a useless little white-faced trash, so he turned his head away and snorted softly.On the other hand, Chisang is completely opposite to Burton. He has a gentle and thoughtful personality, is considerate, tactful, and even speaks properly: "When we return to Ketun, we are waiting for Khan. Tired, Khan got up so late today?"

Song Yi showed him a polite smile: "Khan was drunk last night and slept a little late, so he might wake up late in the morning..."

Burton interrupted him and yelled at him anxiously: "What?! You let Khan drink alcohol? Don't you know that he will lose his mind after drinking... How much did he drink?"

"Burton! This is Ketun, don't be rude!" Chisang raised her voice, with a sense of scolding and stopping, "When do we need to talk about Khan's matter?"

A cold voice suddenly came from the tent: "Well said, Burton, when do I need you to take care of my affairs?"

Immediately, the curtain was lifted open by a light-white and slender finger, and a cold light flashed across the cold iron mask...

It was Yeluling.

"Good morning, Khan."

"Morning." Yeluling's memory of last night was a little fuzzy, but even so, he still remembered that he took the initiative to go over and kiss Song Yi, and couldn't help but feel a little hot, "I'm sorry about what happened last night."

In fact, this was his first kiss. Although he was in his late twenties this year, he hadn't even held a girl's hand, let alone kissed anyone.

Who would have thought that, for a man as powerful as Egon Khan, who lived to this age, his emotional experience would be a blank slate.

It turned out that it was because he had just come back to sit on the position of Khan, and he was too busy fighting around, so he didn't have time to find a woman to be tender. Later, in the coldness of being alone year after year, he gradually got used to being alone. More and more I feel that there is no need to marry a wife and have children.

In fact, what Yeluling didn't know was that the girls were not afraid of him and didn't dare to approach him, but most of them didn't dare to climb high.It's just that when he really understands the reason, it will be many, many years later when he and Song Yi are together.

Song Yi naturally knew what Yeluling was talking about, and sat in the wheelchair with an ambiguous smile. He raised his head and looked at him, until Yeluling looked away in a panic.

Some people don't look at the hard and cold mask on their face, but their lips are actually softer than rice cakes.

At this moment, the hairband on Song Yi's head suddenly loosened, and his thick black hair fell from his shoulders.

He lowered his eyes and was about to bend down to pick it up, but someone went there before him.Then, he inserted his hands into the middle of his hair, picked up the broken hair around his neck in twos and threes, and re-tied his hair.

This series of actions, in the eyes of outsiders, is simply a dog-killing weapon.

Do you want to be more affectionate? !

Burton was holding his forehead in pain, and the word "indecent" in his eyes was about to become real and sprayed on those two crooked and unaware people.

Chi Sang patted him on the shoulder, motioning him to hold on.

"I've seen Khan and Ketun." Ke Yada was holding a stack of milk tofu, dimpled with a smile, "Ma'am just made milk tofu, do you want to try it?"

Song Yi noticed with sharp eyes that Chisang, who was always exquisite in every aspect, suddenly turned a strange redness on his face, and his eyes were evasive, not daring to look at Keyada at all.He understood it and thought it was funny, so he wanted to tease Chi Sang: "Chi Sang, why don't you eat it? I remember you like milk tofu the most."

"I, I'll eat!" Chi Sang blushed even more, reached out to take a piece, and then quickly ran away without saying a word.

Song Yi couldn't help laughing out loud, and Ke Yada's cheeks were also stained with a faint blush in this uncontrollable laughter.

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By the time Song Yi's feet healed and he could run and jump like before, it was already the end of winter and the time for the New Year's Eve.

Yeluling was still entertaining his confidants, Song Yi just found a reason to go back, but when he came out, he was mysteriously pulled aside by Chi Sangshen, and stuffed with something.

Song Yi looked at the kit in his hand and weighed it. It seemed that there were two small boxes and a long wooden box inside.And the kit itself is made of smoky pink silk with Suzhou embroidery magnolia flowers on it, which is not something that can be found on the grassland.So he looked at him suspiciously, waiting for Chisang to speak first.

"Yes, Ke Dun..."

"If you have anything to say, just say it... Also, you are the same as Khan, just call me Ayi."

"Okay, but... Ayi, I want to ask you, help, help me to give this to... Ke Yada," Chisang's voice trembled nervously, "I asked the caravan back from the Central Plains to bring this. It's my... New Year's gift to her."

"So that's the case, I'll take it as a big deal." Song Yi patted him on the shoulder, showing a clear smile, "I'll send it to you right away."

"Thank you, thank you, Ayi."

Song Yi waved at him, pulled the ermine cloak on his body, and went around to the tent where Keyada lived. He thought that Keyada was not in the room, so he lifted the curtain and went in. Unexpectedly, Keyada was sitting by the bed, looking at something solemnly.Hearing the noise, his expression changed, and he immediately tucked the thing between the quilts, and stood up in a panic: "Ayi, why don't you say anything..."

He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Ke Yada, what are you doing?"

"No...it's nothing." Ke Yada looked a little unnatural. She walked around the table and poured a cup of warm milk tea for Song Yi. "It's cold outside, drink something to warm up first."

Song Yi just stared at her, didn't speak, and didn't pick up the milk tea.

Looking at the rising heat, Keyada sighed, "Okay, I'm thinking about my brother..."

She walked to the bed, took out a half-woven blanket, and showed it to Song Yi.

Song Yi mistook Ke Yada as a maid, he was about the same age as Ke Yada, and Ke Yada was the first person he met when he came to Huheqin Grassland, so he inevitably lowered his guard against her, so he laughed and didn't continue to ask questions, just took it out from his waist. Handed her the exquisite kit: "Tsk tsk, I didn't expect there to be such a good man on the grassland. This is from Chi Santo... a token of love? Hahahahaha, don't hit me!" !"

Keyada muttered in a low voice: "What and what, don't talk nonsense!"

"I see that you are not without affection for Chisang. Chisang is a good man. Can I have your wedding wine this year? Can I hold your child next year?"

Keyada gave him a slight push: "Don't talk nonsense, you have the skill, why not worry about yourself and Khan."

"Me and Khan? We're fine, what's there to worry about..."

Key Yada sneered: "Really, the couple who have been married for half a year and still sleep in two tents, are you the only ones?"

Song Yi: ...

This is the first time Song Yi feels that Ke Yada is not easy to mess with.