I know I was wrong

There are only two seasons in northern Xinjiang, winter and spring, and only in early summer does it gradually get warmer.

Knowing that Yan Shirong was happy, Zhuo Ling specially bought a house for him in the busiest Fenghua City in northern Xinjiang.As soon as early summer came, when the first peach blossoms bloomed in the courtyard, Yan Shirong couldn't hold back his temper. As soon as he put on the light fox fur, he wanted to climb over the wall and come out.

When he closed his eyes and jumped, he was hugged by a big hand with only strength, and with a light effort, he was hugged to the ground.

Opening his eyes, he saw that Xue Cuo was dressed in black, with sleeves full of fragrance, and his already cold demeanor added another three points of chill out of thin air.

Yan Shirong had no choice but to come up with the usual method, put Xue Cuo's sleeves on his light white hands, and gently, gently, shook it.

"Brother Cangyu, I was wrong."

Xue Cuo tilted his head and raised his hand, but in the end he was not willing to shake him off, so he just let out a cold snort and went into the room.

Yan Shirong took his hand and happily went back to the house.

In fact, it is no wonder that he is a lively and active person, but he has been trapped in a small courtyard in northern Xinjiang for half a year.In the past six months, except when I first arrived in northern Xinjiang, I didn't see heavy snow, and when I was excited, I ordered Huichun to build a snowman, and I didn't go out again.

One day, a piece of colorful yarn was tied to the snowman. Those who knew it thought it was pretending to be a snowman, and those who didn't know thought it was raising a daughter.

However, Xue Cuo was worried that the strong wind outside would make him catch cold, so he moved the snowman back to the yard with a shovel, and made an agreement with him that he must drink medicine honestly every day, receive acupuncture on time, and play with the snowman for no more than half an hour a day.

Thanks to Xue Cuo's tough tactics, Yan Shirong's body recovered so quickly.Yesterday, a rejuvenation doctor told Xue Cuo that there was a natural medicine spring in Xueyue Mountain not far from Fenghua City. Seeing that Yan Shirong's residual poison was almost gone, and the weather was getting warmer, it was the most suitable to soak in this natural medicine spring.

But before Xue Cuo told Yan Shirong about this, he saw that he was about to climb over the wall and leave.

After entering the house, Xue Cuo pulled him back and brought him to his side: "You want to go out so much?"

Yan Shirong rolled his eyes, knowing that Xue Cuo must be unhappy asking such a question, and his two sides were full of peach blossoms, and he said obediently: "I don't want to go out, I don't want to go out. What's the good of going out? I want to stay with you the most. One place."

Xue Cuo glanced at him, turned his head away, but his mouth could not help but curl up, which was very helpful.

So the two went to Xueyue Spring the next day.

I thought there would be a lot of people in this medicine spring, but when I went there, I found that there was only an old man guarding the door, with white hair and a kind face, and he sent them in with a smile.

"Where are the others?" Yan Shirong was a little surprised.

The old man smiled: "It's the meaning of the superior."

Yan Shirong only said that her elder sister is good enough, she went to Beiluo Mountain to listen to the huqin last month, and she didn't forget to make arrangements for him when she left.

The steam of the medicine spring is dense with medicine fragrance, the water is boiling and clear.There are only him and Xue Cuo here, and they simply don't restrain themselves anymore, and after taking off their clothes, they walk into the medicine spring.

Xue Cuo watched Yan Shi's jade-like body slide into the water with his own eyes, his Adam's apple rolled, but he turned his eyes away and sat in it himself.

The water was delicate and gentle, and the steam was steaming, which quickly made the faces of the two people rosy.

Yan Shirong squinted her eyes comfortably, raised her head and slightly leaned against the rock on the shore, when her jade neck was raised, water droplets slid down, like a hibiscus out of water, half at the bottom of spring waves, her heart still uneasy.

Xue Cuo didn't want to look any further, and sat upright, his eyes fixed on the water waves in front of him.

Suddenly a slender white hand swam in front of him, grabbed his arm, and pulled him over involuntarily, Yan Shirong tilted his head and looked at him: "Brother Cangyu, you are sitting too far away."

Xue Cuo glanced at him lowly, moved his arms away calmly, and wanted to move away, but Yan Shirong said: "Today, I am so happy."

Xue Cuo didn't move, and turned his head to look at Yan Shirong.

Yan Shirong is indeed in a good mood at the moment.

No, he was in a good mood every day when he was with Xue Cuo, especially today.

Seeing him smile, Xue Cuo raised the corners of his mouth, "That's good."

When he was in a good mood, he even talked a lot more, Yan Shirong's body was close to him, and asked him: "When did you like me?"

When did you like him?

Xue Cuo thought about it, it must have been a long, long time ago.

The little dumpling made of pink makeup and jade has a sweet mouth and can get along with everyone, coaxing everyone in the palace to be elated, wishing they could look forward to him.

Xiaotuanzi has a sweet mouth and enjoys eating in the palace, but occasionally there are things that don't satisfy him, so he starts to cry.

Although it was rumored in the palace that he loved to cry, Xue Cuo found out that he never really shed tears.The thunder is loud and loud, but the rain never falls, which is what everyone usually calls dry howling.

Howling is still howling very measuredly, never letting you feel troubled, humming, humming, like a little doormat, listening to it makes your heart wring, and you fall into deep doubts.

Why am I not satisfied with him?

Why should I upset him?

I'm really not a person.

It seems that I really can't say when I fell in love with him.

At some point, Xue Cuo eagerly hoped that the queen would bring Yan Shirong over to chat with his mother.They didn't want them to listen to the woman's own words, so they called them to play in the backyard.

Xue Cuo played one set of sword moves in the backyard, Yan Shirong stared straight at him, and slapped his hands loudly: "Brother Cangyu is so powerful!"

Xue Cuo kicked the scabbard to retract the sword, his movements were smooth and smooth, listening to Xiaotuanzi's praise, he was in a good mood.

If Yan Shirong couldn't come, Xue Cuo would love to run to the palace, and whenever he saw him being punished by his emperor brother, he wished he could pluck the stars and praise the moon, and find him the best.

Yan Shirong was fond of sweets, when he returned to the palace, Xue Cuo would bring him a bunch of candied haws.

Why not bring two more strings?

because--

Yan Shirong happily licked the icing on the outside, stretched and retracted her pink tongue, and bit a hawthorn into her mouth, one cheek bulged out.After all, he was steeped in the way of Confucius and Mencius, or he knew that Kong Rong gave pears. He only heard Yan Shirong's childish voice ask: "Brother Cangyu, do you want it?"

Xue Cuo hurriedly said: "Yes!"

But he was also worried that he would answer too quickly and reveal his feelings, making Yan Shirong feel that he was a stingy person, and he wouldn't let him eat candied haws to his heart's content.

So he coughed again and looked away.

Yan Shirong's mind was pure, so he didn't think of other places, so he extended his hand generously, and Xue Cuo ate one from his hand.The sugar coating on the outer layer is so sweet that even the slightly sour hawthorn inside can be ignored.

He said: "I will bring it to you in the future."

Yan Shirong clapped his hands happily, blinked his big eyes a few times and narrowed them: "Brother Cangyu is the best."

Xue Cuo thought, not good enough, not good enough.

It can be even better.

However, Xue Cuo has no way of knowing exactly when he fell in love with him.

When they met that year, Yan Shirong got drunk and asked him: "Do you... have someone you like...?"

At that moment, Xue Cuo felt his heart beat for a beat, and then beat wildly.

Calm down, calm down.

He laughed, and I'll tell you when I get back from the battlefield.

Xue Cuo didn't respond for too long, Yan Shirong couldn't wait any longer, the hand that dived into the water shook him: "When did you like me?"

"I can't remember clearly," Xue Cuo asked him, "What about you?"

Yan Shirong leaned on his shoulder: "I can't remember too."

The color imparts the soul, and reverses the glory.The water waves and mist were engulfing in front of the two of them, and their thoughts were hazy.

Soon Xue Cuo felt that something was wrong, and they separated a little bit, but Yan Shirong still didn't understand, and kept pushing towards Xue Cuo's side.

Xue Cuo's mouth was dry, he let out a deep breath, and went ashore.

Yan Shirong went in without knowing it, and when he realized it, Xue Cuo went ashore to get dressed.

Yan Shirong's peach blossom eyes were merciless, and he gave a wronged look, Xue Cuo almost couldn't hold back.

Why am I not satisfied with him?

Why should I upset him?

I'm really not a person.

It's just that the genius doctor Huichun told Xue Cuo that Yan Shirong's body has not been recuperated at the moment, if he has intercourse, he may be weak and difficult to adjust, and he will have to suffer a lot.Xue Cuo repeatedly agreed at that time, thinking that he had strong self-control, and he would never walk hand in hand with Yan Shirong until he recovered.

But in front of him, Xue Cuo could only retreat again and again in this situation.

Yan Shirong was a shameless person, when he saw Xue Cuo coming ashore, he stood up immediately, "What's wrong?"

Uncovered, shameless, her body as white and smooth as warm jade looms in the water.

Xue Cuo let out a heavy breath, and said harshly, "Put on your clothes!"

Yan Shirong blinked, walked ashore slowly, lowered his head and glanced under Xue Cuo, and couldn't help exclaiming: "Hey!"

Xue Cuo's complexion turned subtle for a moment, fearing that he would be cold, he sighed helplessly, and came over to dress him.

Yan Shirong also knew that Xue Cuo was thinking about his own illness, but he still couldn't help teasing: "I remember back then, you even gave me a bath, why are you so shy?"

Xue Cuo glanced at him and wiped off the water on his body with a handkerchief.

Yan Shirong spoke presumptuously: "At that time, your strength was really great, I almost couldn't bear it!"

Xue Cuo quickly dressed him, not wanting to answer.

Yan Shirong wanted to flirt, so he glanced under himself: "After you left, I've lost my anger for a long time—how about you?"

Xue Cuo was tying a belt for him, listening to Yan Shirong leaning over his ear, the itchy feeling lingering around his ears, and listening to Yan Shirong asking: "Do you, like me, silently extinguish the fire?"

Xue Cuo took a deep breath, pulled his hands, and Yan Shirong's belt was tightly fastened, causing him to shout: "It hurts! It hurts!"

Only then did Xue Cuo let go, and his voice was cold: "You learned all these words in Jianchun Street?"

Yan Shirong was complacent: "No, I'm self-taught—ah! It hurts!"

—the belt was fastened again.

Yan Shirong's waist was about to be screwed by Xue Cuo, so he accepted it as soon as he saw it, and rubbed Xue Cuo's chest, his red lips parted: "Actually, I went to Jianchun Street to see you, because I seem to be the only one going there , you will come here. Even if you arrest me to be a prisoner, you can always see you."

Xue Cuo felt itchy in his heart, "You, you..."

Yan Shirong smiled.

After a while, Xue Cuo sighed softly, "Yes."

"what?"

But Xue Cuo refused to say any more, and dragged him outside.

Yan Shirong refused to let go: "What what?"

Xue Cuo remained silent, his eyes sparkled.

The two of them got out of the medicine spring arguing like this, but the old man still smiled and sent them out, saying that they could come here often.

"Thank you!" Yan Shirong took Xue Cuo's hand, turned around and said to the old man with a smile.

The old man smiled and shook his head: "You don't have to thank me."

Yan Shirong nodded: "Then I'll go back and thank my sister myself!"

The old man squinted his eyes, still shook his head, and watched the two go away.

The voices of the two gradually faded away, and Yan Shirong laughed loudly: "I knew you were just like me hahahaha!"

Xue Cuo's voice was steady and trembling: "Wait until you get well."

"Wait for me, how are you doing?"

"What do you say?"

"Brother Cangyu..."

"late."

"..."

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little girl, SCCCCCCherry, Roy Kelly, wifi, and Su Ximiao for the fat house water, you also irrigate too much 8, I am shocked today, super happy!

Thanks to Qianqing Boss, SCCCCCCherry's Lei, it took a lot of heart!

Yan Qing has a special episode, which should be released on Thursday, and after that, it will be a special episode of Tibetan Jade and Jade.

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