when will you sprout baby

For some reason, Xu Changan didn't sleep well this time.

At first he couldn't fall asleep no matter what, he tossed and turned the fish for most of the night, finally tossed a vague drowsiness, but he had a dream almost the moment he fell asleep.

The reason why it was called a dream was because he vaguely felt that the surrounding environment had changed.

He seemed to have come from a warm room to an open place, a bit like a sunken valley.With a strange hot valley wind blowing over his head, he couldn't help shivering slightly.

Through the underwear, he felt that the warm and soft embroidered brocade quilt under his body was no longer replaced by another kind, which was more fragile and silky, with a bit of coolness.

Xu Changan sniffed, and found that his sense of smell seemed to have failed, and he couldn't smell anything.

Not only that, when he tried to get up, he realized that his limbs were tied up, and his whole body was firmly imprisoned in a large font.

Even his eyes were covered by something like a ribbon.

People are prone to fear in the dark.

Xu Changan was no exception.

He began to struggle hard, trying to free himself from that passive state.

However, he spent a long time working hard, and sweat broke out on his forehead, but the gentle and uncompromising force of confinement remained motionless.

Xu Changan took a heavy breath, he stopped and rested for a while, then grabbed the thing with his left hand in the opposite direction, and clasped the thin vine-like thing that bound his wrist, and then he gritted his teeth with his right hand and yanked desperately.

There was only a rapid rustling sound, and the fine vine was torn off.

Xu Changan, who was out of balance, leaned back to the left and almost cried out on the spot.

However, before he could tear off the ribbon covering his eyes, his right hand, which was raised in mid-air, was grabbed.

It was a man's hand, with thin knuckles and slender fingers. The warm palm was only covered with a thin layer of flesh, so it looked extraordinarily flexible and powerful.

"Who?" Xu Changan asked subconsciously.

There was obvious tension and fear in his blurted voice.

The visitor seemed to have sensed Xu Changan's fear, so he gently took his hand, raised an index finger and brought it to his lips.

——This means not to talk too much.

Although so far, the person in front of him has never shown any malice, but Xu Changan can't help but feel dangerous for some reason.He couldn't help swallowing, and just as he was about to speak, he felt something touch his index finger.

He didn't realize what it was at first, until someone repeated the action just now.

Soft, warm, moist lips gently touched Xu Changan's fingers.

"He's kissing me."

This thought, with the momentum of a mountain roar and a tsunami, instantly exploded in Xu Changan's mind.

Before Xu Chang'an could resist violently, the visitor leaned over again, and kissed Xu Chang'an's lips with an index finger in front of his lips.

Gently, one touch away.

And with the movement of the person leaning over, the secret and distant fragrance slowly revealed the tip of the iceberg.

Xu Changan who smelled the fragrance was stunned.

Frankly speaking, this is a very charming dream, if Xu Changan didn't feel like his heart was caught by something sharp.

"pain……"

He frowned and exhaled with headache, at the same time, Xue Yun turned his head away.

There's nasty dirt coming in.

Third prince Xue Yunshen's blossoming was interrupted again. On the other side, An Ziyan, who was helping Meng Xian down the mountain, finally reached the foot of the mountain.

It is the end of spring and the beginning of summer, when the night is thick and the stars are like beans. The silent Hanshan Temple behind it echoes the brightly lit Peony Imperial City in the distance, weaving into a beautiful landscape of peace and prosperity.

An Ziyan made Meng Xian lean on him, his right hand half-clutched Meng Xian's waist, he didn't dare to touch it, his left hand held a lantern from Hanshan Temple, holding Meng Xian with a face like paper, Stepped down the last step slowly and steadily.

The fragrance of the night incense tree could be faintly wafted in the air, An Ziyan helped Meng Xian to stand still, and then quietly let out a sigh of relief.

Ever since seeing Meng Xian coughing up blood and offering to help him down the mountain, An Ziyan and Meng Xian have been silent together.Seeing the servants sent by the two people's house approaching from behind, An Ziyan had nothing to say: "Whose child has grown up."

What he was talking about was Yexiangshu, but Meng Xian didn't know where he was thinking, so he didn't answer the question for a while.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, An Ziyan repeatedly opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he had to shut his mouth tightly.

Meng Xian, who was one of the first batch of students in the Hongwen Literature Museum, was four years older than An Ziyan, so although they were both descendants of aristocratic families, they were not familiar with each other before.

What's more, in the face of the fact that Qiu Mengxian calculated Ruyi's soul and caused him to cough up blood, no matter how you look at it, An Ziyan owed him a huge favor.

An Ziyan, with mixed feelings in his heart, suddenly remembered a sentence his grandfather said when he was still alive.

"Anyone who knows Tianyan from birth, regardless of gender, will not live long in the end."

An Ziyan didn't understand the reasons behind everything before, but now he has a sudden epiphany.

With a mortal body, peeking at the laws of all things in the world and the way of heaven is running, it will shorten your life.

An Ziyan was a little absorbed in his thoughts, so he almost missed Meng Xian's question.

"Four months away, Ziyan will be an adult, right?"

Meng Xian's voice was like others, light and distant, his tone was very sparse and ordinary, as if he was not asking about private matters such as marriage and marriage at all.

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, asking someone when they will come of age is the same as asking someone to marry him.

An-Ziyan just felt a jump, something in his heart was about to come out on fire.He first took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down in this way, and he repeatedly warned himself that Meng Lian had no other intentions, but his repeated efforts all failed.

As a result, the breath stuck in his throat was stuck in his throat, and An Ziyan stammered out a sentence: "Ah?"

Seeing that he didn't answer directly, Meng Xian felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.He shook his head slightly, but decided not to mention it anymore.

An Ziyan touched the folded fan with some disappointment.

At this moment, the servants of the Meng Mansion who were following far behind caught up, and while reaching out to take his young master, he politely thanked An Ziyan.

Hearing that Meng Xian was about to leave, An Ziyan first grabbed Meng Xian's clothes tightly in the air, and before Meng Xian found out, he let go of his hands calmly.He knocked on the folding fan as if trying to cover up, and smiled to say no thanks.

"Brother Meng!" Seeing that Meng Xian's figure was about to disappear into the carriage, An Ziyan felt a trace of panic from somewhere, and without thinking, he blurted out: "Would you like to go to Changlefang to listen to the music tomorrow?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, An Ziyan immediately reacted: "..."

Invite friends who are inclined to make deep friendships to listen to the singing of prostitutes in Fengyueya, and it is estimated that there will be no one else in the entire Peony Imperial City.

Seeing Meng Xian's face suddenly turned cold, An Ziyan was filled with despair.