The whole heaven is watching Lao Tzu fall in love [Red Mansion]

Seeing that he persisted, Shui Rong didn't stop him, so he put the clothes aside.The tone was still regretful: "You really don't need me to help you?"

Jia Lang shook his head like a rattle.

Shui Rong sat on the edge of the bed, casually took out a book from the bookshelf and began to read.Here, Jia Lang struggled to take off his clothes one by one. When he got to the moon-white undershirt, he couldn't help hesitating.

Sensing the sudden pause in his movements, Shui Rong turned his head: "What?"

Against the half-darkness of the candlelight, his side face had a more and more beautiful jade-like halo flowing in it, which made people unable to move their eyes away.Jia Lang was dumbfounded, and almost subconsciously replied, "You...don't you turn around?"

Changing clothes in front of other people really makes people feel very shy!

The corner of the water-soluble mouth couldn't help but put on a smile.He leaned over intimately, and touched the child's forehead lightly, the warm touch of the skin seemed to penetrate to his heart: "I have never seen what you look like. I changed the diapers myself when I was young. Now ...why are you so shy again?"

"Ah, stop talking!" Jia Lang covered his face with his hands, only revealing a pair of black and white round eyes protruding from between his fingers, and said in a low voice, "I was still young at that time, so there was nothing I could do about it!"

Shui Rong couldn't control it anymore this time, and fell down laughing directly on the moon-white brocade quilt.Seeing the child staring at him angrily puffed out his cheeks, he managed to swallow the laughter in his throat.

"Okay, okay," he patted Jia Lang's back reassuringly, "Ah Qi has grown up, she's not a child anymore. Then I'll turn around and change your clothes."

Only then did Jia Lang, who was ashamed and angry, free his face from the palm of his hand, and continued with his big business of changing clothes.After stripping herself down to her tight-fitting underwear, she quietly got under the quilt.After he finished changing on this side, Shui Rong turned around slowly and wrapped the crane cloak around him more tightly, and then changed into a brocade suit himself, only wearing a blue one. He hugged Jia Lang around a screen and walked into the courtyard from the path by the side door.

The gravel road under your feet is winding, with exotic flowers and plants on both sides, which is even more green and lovely at night.After a while, the two came to a pond surrounded by white mist.The edge of the pool is full of smooth stones, but a little further away there is a bamboo fence climbing up, isolating this place from the whole garden.Cloud handkerchiefs for body scrub and various exquisite foods have been placed on the shore, as well as a small self-pourer pot of ebony and silver flowers, and two small crabapple, jelly, stone and banana leaf cups.

Shui Rong took off his clothes first and entered the water, then he stretched out his hand to him: "Slow down, the water here is shallower." Jia Lang also took off his clothes immediately, and was carried down by him. Sure enough, there was a smooth bluestone in the pool. The feet are slightly higher than other places, just enough for him to poke his head out.

The water temperature is slightly hot, and the lingering white air makes everything in front of you hazy.Jia Lang leaned against the pool wall, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked up at the sky.The vast galaxy in the sky can be seen at a glance, and the bright Milky Way separates the two sides. It seems that we can see the scene where Zhinu and Niulang miss each other on both sides of the Milky Way but cannot see each other.

... It should have been an extremely beautiful picture, but now when the Weaver Girl Cowherd is mentioned, the so-called truth that the Supreme Lord told him first appeared in Jia Lang's mind.

In an instant, I felt that it would be better for me not to think wildly.

He submerged his body below his shoulders into the water, feeling the warm water gently sliding on his skin, as if he had returned to his mother's body.He closed his eyes in a daze, and when he woke up, Shui Rong had appeared behind him at some point, taking the place of Qingshi, hugging him by the waist to prevent him from falling into the water.

No wonder this pillow is so comfortable.

"Are you awake?" The boy looked down at him with a smile on his lips, "Do you want some snacks?"

Jia Lang nodded in a daze, and in the next second, a small piece of mung bean cake was stuffed into his mouth.The silky touch spreads from the tip of the tongue, accompanied by the fragrance of beans, and the sweet taste fills the mouth.

"The one in the south of the city?" Jia Lang asked in surprise.

"Why do you remember these foods better than anyone else?" Shui Rong stretched out his hand and twisted his nose, "The more you eat, the more plump you will be."

The body of the person in his arms froze immediately, and then he stopped talking, only pursed his mouth, and slowly, slowly, began to sink into the water.On the contrary, Shui Rong was taken aback, hurriedly fished him out again, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jia Lang spat out two bubbles in grief and anger: "I'm fat..."

As soon as these words came out, Shui Rong couldn't help but startled.Then his brows and eyes were bent, and he said with a smile: "Why do you still have such a childlike heart? You are still young, and you only want to be round to be liked." Touching his forehead affectionately, he took the jug from the shore , asked in a low voice: "Do you want to taste the wine here?"

It is quite shameful to say that Jia Lang has never tasted wine in these two lifetimes.In the previous life, it was because the bones of the body were too weak, let alone alcohol, and he didn't even drink much meat and fish.What he eats is medicinal food, what he drinks is granules, and what fills his mouth every day is the strong bitter taste of traditional Chinese medicine.

However, Jia Lang's little classmate defined himself as a bold and eclectic real man who drank big bowls and ate meat, and had been yearning for drinking for a long time.It's just that Mrs. Zhang has always been in charge and didn't allow him to touch it, so when he heard this question, his eyes lit up, and he said a word sonorously: "Think!"

Hearing this, Shui Rong obediently leaned over, gracefully picked up the black plum and silver flower self-pouring pot with his slender and white fingers, and poured a small half cup of clear, translucent light yellow wine into the begonia, frozen stone and banana leaf cup, faintly tinged with acacia flowers. The fragrance of the wine diffused, and the shallow and faint echoed layers of lines in the cup.

"This wine is weak." Shui Rong handed him the wine glass, "it is scalded with acacia flowers. But although the wine is weak, it is the first time you have tasted it, so just sip it a little."

Jia Lang said boldly: "A man, how can you be so delicate?" After speaking, he came straight over, raised his neck, and felt bored.

Shui Rong couldn't stop him, so he had to helplessly reach out to take the cup down: "Drink slowly, be careful of choking."

He took the wine glass into his hand, poured himself a glass and carefully played with it for a long time.When he went to see Jia Lang again, the child's black and white, clear and clean eyes were already soaked with deep and shallow confusion, and he sat there with his mouth slightly open, looking silly.

"Drunk just like that?" Shui Rong laughed dumbfounded, shook his head and said, "Silly boy."

The silly boy sat in his arms blankly, and suddenly grinned, giggling silly.

"What are you laughing at?" Shui Rong tapped the tip of his nose.

The silly boy ignored him, but smiled very happily, his small teeth like rice grains were all exposed, and his eyes were out of focus.

Shui Rong stretched out her hand to wipe away the wine stains on the corner of his mouth for him.After thinking about it, he asked him in a low voice: "What makes you so happy?"

Jia Lang staggered from side to side with a smile, his little head was biting, completely unable to understand what the man was talking to him.

Forget it, Shui Rong shook his head helplessly, and stretched out his hand to carry the child ashore.But the child suddenly jumped on him, hugging his neck like a koala, and didn't let go.

Shui Rong felt the slightly moist and soft touch and hot breath coming from the neck, and couldn't help turning his head slightly to avoid looking at the child's eyes, but a touch of red had already spread from his ears.He pretended to be calm and pulled the brat down, but the brat seemed to have made up his mind, he just hugged his neck and didn't let go, grinning foolishly all the time.

The two fought for a long time, but Shui Rong was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he finally gave up, silently put the cloak on his back, and wrapped the silly boy completely.

He was about to go ashore when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his scalp. The child actually bit his satin-like black hair and gnawed it back and forth in his mouth, as if he was tasting some delicious food.

Shui Rong turned his head sideways and let him do whatever he wanted, with a helpless smile on his lips.

He stood up slowly, and walked step by step along the path to Qilixuanxuan.Wet footprints appeared on the bluestone road and gradually disappeared at the end of the path.

Jia Lang still didn't want to let him go, even if he went into the inner room and lay down on the bed, he still hugged his neck, humming non-stop.That kind of voice was so childish, like a little milk cat acting like a baby, it turned the water-melting heart into a puddle of water.In the end, he reluctantly turned over, freed his hair from the mouth of the little ancestor, and stroked his silky hair with his hand.

The child's hair is not very long, so it is scattered and piled up on the neck of the water solution. It feels fluffy and itchy.Let Shui Rong, who was petting him, think of the pets in his garden for no reason, and felt that they were not as comfortable as his hands.

Shui Rong smoothed his hair for him, and with the movement of his hand, a faint purple light spread little by little, and white steam instantly rose up.When he looked again, Jia Lang's hair was completely dry, and he turned over on his own, sleeping like a piggy unconscious.

He stroked the child's back helplessly, then he lay down slowly, and lightly blew out the candle next to him.In the deep night, the two quickly embraced each other and fell asleep.

The night is dark, and the fragrant dream is intoxicating.

And at the same time.

[He actually blocked us!It is too much! 】

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[Don't worry, don't worry.We come to Japan for a long time, and we can always catch a suitable time.This is the most important gossip in the Heavenly Court, no matter what you fellow immortals think, I definitely don't want to miss it. 】