beautiful woman at home

Wen Zijin likes to eat sweets, especially the rice dumplings stuffed with red beans and dates.

It's just that the zongzi is very easy to fill up, and it's too sweet and greasy. Wen Zijin couldn't eat it until the end.

But Sister Ye has already easily disposed of the zongzi in her hand.

It turns out that Sister Ye likes eating zongzi so much.

"Young master, can't you eat anymore?" Ye Ran watched the girl's bulging cheeks chewing without stopping, like a cute little squirrel in the mountains.

Wen Zijin swallowed slowly, before responding: "Well, Zijin is a bit full."

The trees in this square courtyard are very dense, and the sun shines through the branches and leaves with spots of light, swaying with the wind.

The tea was very sweet and greasy, Wen Zijin took a sip of the tea, and his eyes fell on the light and shadow scattered on the black skirt.

The fine red lines glowed like some kind of scales, especially when illuminated by sunlight, they cast fine red light.

Wen Zijin looked at it seriously, and didn't notice the blush on the side of Ye Ran's face at all.

"Young master, don't you have any homework to do today?" Ye Ran had to speak out.

"The school is on holiday today, and Zijin has finished the homework assigned by Mr. Zijin." Wen Zijin responded with a sense of relief.

In summer, butterflies occasionally passed through the flowers and plants in the garden. The fragrance of the flowers was very strong. Wen Zijin stretched out his hand and rubbed his nose and murmured, "It's so itchy."

Ye Ran handed the handkerchief and the girl, and waved the fragrance of flowers in the air with one hand.

Since it is summer again, and the period from March to August is the fervor period, Ye Ran was not worried about being scouted by the girl.

But the girl suddenly smelled it last time, and Ye Ran was afraid of the accident of the last time, so she deliberately planted Jinyou flowers in this courtyard, which is a flower that can suppress the unconscious eroticism of female pythons.

One is to prevent myself from losing control, and the other is to fear that the girl will be affected by the smell of cui.

Furthermore, the breath of the female python can also be concealed to prevent a male python from detecting the breath suddenly.

Before Wen Zijin took the handkerchief and thanked him, a sneeze suddenly sounded, and Wen Zijin quickly covered his mouth and nose with the handkerchief.

Why is the fragrance of flowers suddenly so strong in this yard?

Ye Ran took a sip of tea, and saw the girl take off the handkerchief, her nose turned red.

"Didn't Sister Ye smell a strong fragrance of flowers?"

"Is it very thick?" Ye Ran pretended not to know, but just looked ahead at the sunset not far away, "This season is the day when hundreds of flowers are blooming, and the flowers in the courtyard are all blooming."

Wen Zijin looked at the sky that was as red as a fire in the distance, and could faintly see flocks of birds passing through the clouds, "It's so beautiful."

Ye Ran turned her head to look at the girl covered in the gorgeous sunset glow and replied: "Yes."

"Perhaps it will be more beautiful to see from the green hills."

Wen Zijin has always wanted to go with Sister Ye.

Although the setting sun is good, it's a pity that it's already dusk, but it's dark all around after a cup of tea.

After such a rare free time, Wen Zijin resumed his usual busyness.

In the hot summer, due to long hours of hard study, a serious illness struck, and at first Wen Zijin just felt a little tired.

In the morning while eating porridge while flipping through books, he didn't pay much attention to it. When Wen Zijin came back from the college in the afternoon, when he was going down the stairs with the bookcase, his eyes suddenly went dark, and he fell down, and lost consciousness on the spot.

When he woke up again, his forehead hurt so much, and he couldn't lift his spirits up. Mother Wen sat aside and fanned her face with one hand.

"Mother." Wen Zijin called out in a hoarse voice.

Mother Wen raised her hand to hold the teacup to Wen Zijin's mouth and said with a slight frown, "No matter how hard you study, you child will not die."

The tea soaked his throat, Wen Zijin raised his hand and lightly touched the gauze tied around his forehead and responded slowly: "Zijin only remembers passing out in the academy, but I don't know anything else."

"Don't touch it." Wen's mother pulled Wen Zijin's hand, and said quite seriously, "This is a broken hole. If you don't take good care of it, you will be ugly in the future."

Wen Zijin was taken aback by these words, and asked without blinking, "Ugly?"

Mother Wen couldn't help laughing again when she saw this timid look, and raised her hand to press the thin quilt, "Don't go to the college for classes these days, and you are not allowed to read those books, just sleep well to recuperate."

"Zijin hasn't done her homework today."

"If you don't do your homework, I will explain it for you for your mother. Don't study all day, it will wear you down instead."

Wen Zijin's eyes became hot, and he said in a low voice, "But next year there will be a provincial examination, and Zijin wants to get a good grade in the exam."

"Silly, even if you don't take the exam, you will still be able to inherit your father's official position in the future. All the ladies in the Wen family will guard for you, and no one else can take it away."

"Then mother doesn't want Zijin to be named on the gold list?"

Mother Wen raised her hand and gently pinched Wen Zijin's small face, only to realize that she had gained a lot of flesh years ago, but now she has lost a lot of weight, and she didn't dare to use her fingertips too hard.

"My mother only hopes that you will be safe and healthy throughout your life. Any title on the gold list is just a cloud. It is best to marry a daughter-in-law as soon as possible, so as to be safe." Wen's mother turned to pinch the soft earlobe with her fingertips.

"Mother joked about Zijin again." Wen Zijin replied with a slightly red face.

How can a girl marry a wife?

Mother Wen lightly touched the red gauze with her fingertips, and said after a long time: "It's late now, and my mother has to go back to rest."

It was only then that Wen Zijin noticed that the inner room was brightly lit, but it was already dark outside the window.

This is a whole day of coma.

When Wen's mother left, his head was still a little muddled, so Wen Zijin didn't get up, but fell asleep again in a daze.

Ye Ran, who had been waiting in the inner room before, quietly appeared, and the girl on the couch fell asleep peacefully.

There was no blood on that face, and there was a spot of bright red blood on the gauze-wrapped forehead.

Ye Ran carefully sat on the side, with his fingertips carefully resting on the girl's slender wrist. Although the pulse condition was a little weak, it was generally fine.

Recently, the girl has never taken a regular rest at night. She often falls asleep late at night and wakes up to read before dawn.

Every time he saw the light blue eyes, Ye Ran couldn't stop wanting to remind the girl, but Ye Ran couldn't bear to meet the girl's serious eyes.

"Sister Ye?" Wen Zijin opened his eyes in a daze, busy with the woman beside the couch, he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.

After all, Sister Ye would often appear in the dream, and Wen Zijin felt a little guilty for no reason.

Ye Ran wanted to leave, but he still put his hand on the girl's wrist and didn't take it back. He hesitated and asked, "Did I wake you up?"

Wen Zijin stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, he regained consciousness completely, and wanted to get up.

"Don't move." Ye Ran raised his hand and pressed down on the girl, with his fingertips resting on his forehead, "You're hurt, so don't move around for now."

"Oh." Wen Zijin lay down motionless, the fingertips resting on the side of his face felt cool, "Zijin thought it was a dream."

Ye Ran recalled the girl's dream a long time ago, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she said angrily, "Do you always dream of me?"

Wen Zijin smiled shyly and replied, "Yes."

I always feel that Sister Ye seems to be different today.

Before the words fell, the fingertips resting on the side of the face turned to pinch Wen Zijin's soft earlobe. Ye Ran listened to this blatantly teasing words, and slightly exerted force on the fingertips. Emei raised lightly: "This is still a dream. ?”

"It hurts, it hurts a little." Wen Zijin raised his hand to hold the hand on the earlobe to beg for mercy, "Sister Ye, be gentle, okay?"

It was probably because the girl was ill, her voice was exceptionally soft, and her words were more like acting like a baby.

Ye Ran pursed her lips and carefully touched the wound and asked, "Does it hurt here?"

Wen Zijin frowned and replied, "It doesn't hurt."

"Does it really hurt?" Ye Ran looked a little serious.

"It hurts a little." Wen Zijin responded with some fear.

Although mother is very serious when she is serious, sister Ye is even more frightening when she is serious.

Ye Ran paused cautiously on her fingertips and sighed softly, "You should be in pain, otherwise you will always not cherish your body."

Wen Zijin's warm palm held Ye Ran's hand resting on the side of his face and said, "Sister Ye will feel sorry for Zijin."

"Why do I feel sorry for you?" Ye Ran pursed her lips, and sat quietly on one side, looking down at the obedient girl.

"Because it's so late, Sister Ye can still come to visit Zijin, it's obviously because she feels sorry for Zijin's injury."

Knowing that the girl had no intentions, but when the warmth was transmitted to Ye Ran's palm, there was not much warmth, but Ye Ran was still reluctant to let go.

Ye Ran held the soft hand slightly tightly between her fingers, but her face was still calm and responded: "Poor mouth."

Wen Zijin didn't understand what Sister Ye was thinking, so she gave an innocent explanation: "Zijin is not talkative, this is Zijin's sincere words."

"Then you should have a good rest, otherwise, Mrs. Wen and I will be very worried." Ye Ran said hesitantly.

"Well, Zijin will rest earlier in the future."

Holding that warm hand, Wen Zijin recalled what her mother said about becoming ugly earlier, and said nervously, "I hope this injury won't cause scars."

Ye Ran looked at the wound carefully, "Although the skin is broken, it should not leave a scar if it is taken care of properly."

The girl seemed relieved, which made Ye Ran want to laugh.

At a young age, the love of beauty has never been forgotten.

"Young master is very handsome, so naturally he won't be delayed by this scar." Ye Ran comforted him with a slight smile in his eyes.

However, Wen Zijin could understand the smile in those eyes, stretched out his hand and pulled the thin quilt to cover his head and said blushingly, "Sister Ye is bad, she actually laughed at Zijin just like mother."

Ye Ran felt the girl's warmth through her fingertips, and remembered the joke Mrs. Wen said earlier: "I'm telling the truth."

The skin was gently torn off, revealing the girl's shy face, her lips parted slightly: "Ke Zijin thinks Sister Ye is the prettiest."

"Then do you like me?" Ye Ran gently lifted the hair on the girl's cheek with her fingertips, and couldn't help getting closer, the words clearly contained other meanings.

The young girl's fragrance quickly permeated, and there was no Jin Youhua in this inner room, Ye Ran only felt that his breathing was a little hot.

Wen Zijin didn't notice any abnormality, but responded with a blushing face: "I like it, Zijin likes Sister Ye the most!"

Every time I look at Sister Ye, I will be unconsciously fascinated. If my mother knows about this, I will definitely have to laugh again.

Ye Ran gently pressed his palm close to the girl's cheek, as if holding the girl in his arms, and slowly leaned closer.

The rich and delicate fragrance that the girl exuded was so seductive that Ye Ran approached as if possessed by a demon.

The figure that was getting closer blocked the candlelight in the inner room, Wen Zijin's eyes were wide open, he grasped the quilt nervously between his fingers, and his head was in a mess.

How is this going!

Is sister Ye going to kiss me?