Rebirth is back for you

After a lot of tossing just now, all the leisurely atmosphere has disappeared, the eldest grandson Qimu has pursed his thin lips and said nothing since entering the room, but Jiang Baixi is still cursing angrily on his own.

Jing Ran turned her head to look at her, thinking that she was able to cut her off from Jin Yang's hands when Qingyue was being suppressed everywhere, but she didn't expect to be assassinated this time when she returned to her own territory. He must have vomited in his heart, and he said helplessly: "She came to find trouble for us because she was unhappy in her heart. If you hold your breath and can't get out, you will not be in the middle of her wishful thinking."

"Does she still dare to do what she wants?" Jiang Baixi raised his eyebrows to the sky, immediately called Lan Ge in and gave some instructions, then turned around and hummed softly: "She has a hidden pile in Ganqiu, can this prince still do it? Since she's done this, don't even think about the way back!"

Jing Ran was speechless for a moment when she heard her suddenly complacent tone, then waved her away and said, "It's getting late, you should hurry back to your East Nuan Pavilion, I'm going to rest."

Jiang Baixi stared at his eldest grandson Qimu and said, "Is this wooden man sleeping with you?"

"She can't sleep with you if she doesn't sleep with me?" Jing Ran looked at her coldly.

Jiang Baixi glared at her, "I mean you're not married yet! Anyway, you..." She paused, then lowered her voice and said, "You're still a girl, why are you so shameless? What's more, this wooden man But if you want to go back to Qingyue, how can you stay by your side forever?"

Jing Ran glanced at the eldest grandson Qimu who still pursed his lips and did not speak, and stretched out his hand to push Jiang Baixi out of the door, "You mother-in-law, why do you care so much about our affairs?"

"If you're not my sister, who cares about you!" Jiang Baixi replied bitterly, then stopped suddenly, turned his head and squinted his eyes, and said, "You don't want to secretly follow her, do you? I can tell you, Yumei, Since the edict that you follow me back to Ganqiu has been spread all over the world, you will follow me back to the palace no matter what."

Jiang Baixi used his internal strength this time, Jing Ran didn't move even if he pushed again, so he had no choice but to sigh: "I know, I know mother-in-law, I won't sneak away, please relax and go out now."

"You know me and me in one day!" Jiang Boxi shook her hand angrily, and said angrily, "You don't need to chase me away, the prince will leave by himself, it seems that I have been disliked all day long."

Jing Ran watched Jiang Boxi walk out of the yard with a smile, closed the door, walked back to the eldest grandson Qimu, and looked down at her.

She just knows what to do with Qing Qing and me, she has no throne waiting to be inherited, no people to bear, and she doesn't have the mind to fight tricks.Originally, she just wanted to live in peace and stability, but now that she has the most precious baby, how could she not want to pamper her all the time.

Changsun Qimu moved the corner of his lower lip and still did not speak. Jing Ran suddenly stretched out his arms, supported her back with one hand, picked up her knees with the other, and hugged her horizontally, looking at the slight surprise in her phoenix eyes. Ben Yan said: "I am a martial arts practitioner, even if I lose my internal strength for a while, how can I not even be able to hug you?"

After she finished speaking, she steadily walked towards the inner room with the person in her arms in her arms. While looking down at the girl who was obviously depressed, she controlled a breathless energy to extinguish the candle in the inner room. There is one left.

The suddenly dim light made the room even more shadowy. Jing Ran stopped in front of the bed, kissed the eldest grandson Qimu's brow lovingly, put her on the bed gently, and then stretched out his hand to slap her waist without hesitation. belt between.

Changsun Qimu's eyelashes trembled, he let her move, and asked hoarsely, "What do you want to do?"

Jing Ran bent down, supported her back and took off her blouse, raised an eyebrow in her ear and smiled lightly: "I just want Princess Nine to warm my bed."

Changsun Qimu put his arms around her neck when she straightened up, and said in a low voice, "Then you come up too, I warm up very quickly."

Jing Ran responded, pulled the corner of the quilt to wrap the two of them tightly, leaned over and pecked at the tip of her nose, and whispered softly: "Little girl, don't care about those people and other things , If you want me to believe you, you also need to believe me."

Changsun Qimu followed her soft touch, pulled her neck down and pressed down, and solemnly replied "Okay."

Jing Ran approached her with a smile and kissed her, slowly and softly swallowed the soft and rich fragrance between her lips and teeth, slowly and softly tasted the intoxicating fragrance of this altar, and hugged this tender body If the usual warm body heats up inch by inch.

A light mist gradually rose from Changsun Qimu's moist phoenix eyes, and she said with difficulty in her scorching hot breath: "Jingran...you..."

"What?" Jing Ran slightly relaxed her tight lips, slightly sucking her lower lip and mumbled.

"Your clothes..." As soon as Changsun Qimu gasped and said, Jing Ran grabbed her hand and walked down, fastened it to the knot of the clothes, and whispered: "I took off your coat, I have to ask Princess Nine to do it for me."

The eldest grandson Qimu curled up his knuckles, and suddenly remembered the skillful and peculiar knot-tying method of this person when he was in Fengqi Palace. He reluctantly opened his misty eyelashes to look at her, and said hoarsely: "I don't know how to make this kind of knot."

"Huh?" Jing Ran stretched her body low, sat up, put the knot in front of her, and said with a raised eyebrow, "You haven't untied it before, how do you know?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she pinched the tie with her grandson Qimu's fingers and pulled it lightly. In an instant, the whole body was dazzled, and the extremely complicated knots were immediately untied, melting away layer by layer like ice and snow.

"But it's easy?" Jing Ran turned to look at her with a smile, took off her outer shirt under her watery gaze, then leaned lightly on the soft pillow and embraced the warm body of the person beside her into her arms .

In this world, the more complicated things are, the more they attract people's attention, so after throwing away those identities, schemes and calculations, what she can clearly and clearly see is this person's sincerity.

"Are you sleepy?" Jing Ran kissed her hair, and seeing how she shook her head softly and buried her head into her shoulder, he said, "Then let me tell you why I can hold out this palm flame." stop."

Changsun Qimu blinked her eyelashes, said "um", and Jing Ran began to talk about this stuff that she didn't know what it was.

Her voice was soft and low, as usual, and she spoke softly and softly, bringing people the comfort and comfort of being wrapped in a hot spring. The eldest grandson Qimu leaned quietly in her arms and listened motionlessly.

In addition to the narration of the inexplicable spiritual power of the body, Jing Ran also interspersed with many small things that she had found interesting and remembered deeply, and found that this person seemed not very interested in spiritual power. He will bend his eyebrows when there is something interesting.

Jing Ran liked the way her eyebrows were curved, so he simply talked a little more, until the moon was in the middle of the sky, and then he stopped talking and looked down at the person in his arms.

Changsun Qimu closed her eyes softly, and remained obediently motionless, but Jing Ran knew that she was not asleep, because her beautiful and thick long eyelashes would flutter gently like butterfly wings from time to time, as if brushing against her softened eyes. heartfelt.

Jing Ran couldn't help but lowered her head and kissed her butterfly wings lightly, controlled her spiritual power to extinguish the last candle in the house, and said softly, "Go to sleep if you're sleepy."

Changsun Qimu moved his head to her neck following the movement of her body lying down, and suddenly Weng Weng said: "Jing Ran, I want to hear—

Your voice. "

Jing Ran's closed eyes suddenly opened, touched the man's head buried in his arms and suddenly smiled.

This person is really very smart, she naturally didn't want to hear her speak again, but after listening to her briefly explain the use of this kind of spiritual power - she guessed that she had actually been using the changed tone all the time , so I want to hear her original voice.

Jing Ran curled his lips and said, "Little girl—"

Her voice has changed into a completely different voice, it is no longer the gentle and realistic but extremely alienated low tone in the past, but the clear and clear voice soaked in a millennium hot spring, the endings of the words are clearly raised, hooked There is endless lingering softness.

Changsun Qimu tightly closed his eyes, and suddenly interrupted: "Mianyi—"

"what?"

"My word, Mian Yi."

Jing Ran heard that the voice of the person in his arms trembled slightly, and subconsciously hugged her again, and repeated in a low voice: "Mianyi, Mianyi, that's a nice word."

Changsun Qimu didn't make a sound, but Jing Ran suddenly felt a slight tide coming from her neck, her heart trembled, and she asked in a low voice: "Little girl, what's wrong?"

Changsun Qimu murmured in a trance, "It's just a little cold, hold me tight."

Jing Ran's eyes moved, and he hugged her even tighter as he said, and coaxed her in a low voice: "Hey, go to sleep, you don't want to be ridiculed by that stinky girl Jiang Baixi when you have a green shadow tomorrow. "

Changsun Qimu hummed, but his eyes were still open, feeling the breath gradually calming down.Gently moved his head to the pillow, and used his eyes to trace the face of the person next to the pillow in the silent darkness.

After a while, Jing Ran opened his eyes helplessly, raised them and smiled slightly, "Mian'er, I can't sleep if you keep looking at me like this."

Changsun Qimu buried his head back into her neck again, and softly said: "Don't watch it, go to sleep." She closed her eyes as she said, and fell asleep very quickly.

Jing Ran, however, stared at the ceiling with eyes wide open without any sleepiness. She was both angry and funny. After a long time, she lowered her eyes and looked at the head nestled in her arms like a small animal, and tentatively called out: "Mian Son?"

She felt Changsun Qimu's eyelashes brushing against her neck slowly, but she didn't make a sound, and said angrily: "You little thing sleeps soundly, and I can't sleep."

Changsun Qimu opened his eyes in a daze, then quickly closed them, and muttered innocently, "Then I'll hold you."

As she spoke, she got out of Jingran's arms, fumbled to press the person into her neck, and continued to sleep.

Seeing that she was really fast asleep, Jing Ran didn't want to make trouble with her anymore, and obediently closed her eyes after remembering this person in her heart.

Warm tents in winter nights, a good night's sleep.

The author has something to say: I have something to say, I want to raise my hand, I want to ask for leave, because tomorrow I have to cut English CET-[-] emmmmm.

Is there a wave of European spirit among the babies who will take the English test of CET-[-] and CET-[-] together tomorrow! ! !