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

Shui Rong said that he would take Jia Lang to a hot spring, and he came on time.This time, he didn't take a carriage, but rode Xiaosan and stood in front of the gate of Najia's mansion.One person and one horse are both handsome and handsome, with the person above fluttering in white clothes, and the white hair of the horse below fluttering in the wind, quite a bit of fairy style.

Mo Xiang, who was helping her young master carry the package, twitched her lips, looking at the scene in front of her and thinking silently: This son of the Prince of Jing, doesn't he want the third master to ride with him?

It turns out that Water Soluble really thought so.He patted the horse's head and motioned Jia Lang to sit up.

Mo Xiang's face turned blue, and she grabbed Jia Lang's sleeve who was going to sit up: "Master! Master, please spare the little one. If you go like this, the wife will definitely find the little one to settle the score!"

This is really too intimate, and walking around in full view of everyone, if there are any rumors and gossips... What, what is this!

"No problem, no problem." Jia Lang had great confidence in the ability of a certain god, "He won't be seen by others."

How can it be!Mo Xiang silently stared at the conspicuous man and horse, and firmly held on to Jia Lang's clothes.Such a color, such a style, such a volume... If you want to avoid being seen by others, is it possible to fly from the sky?

It had to be said that this boy had indeed guessed Shui Rong's plan to some extent.He is indeed preparing to take his own children and ride through the clouds and fog from that day.Not only does it save time and effort, but it can also show little Jia Lang the scenery in the sky, which is better than the chaos here where there are many cars and horses.

But right now, Jia Lang brushed off his servant's hand cruelly, got on his horse under his worried eyes, and said, "If Madam asks, just say I'm going in a carriage. Needless to say—you know?"

Mo Xiang nodded sadly, and followed Jia Lang all the way, Lord, are you really not going to change the way of travel?

Jia Lang didn't intend to change at all, as if he didn't understand the meaning in his eyes, he sat down firmly in Shui Rong's arms.There was a hint of a smile in the eyes as warm as water-soluble black jade. With a flick of the reins, the white horse neighed, and it shot out of Rongning Street like an arrow that left the string.

He flew all the way to a corner that was inaccessible, and suddenly a floating cloud appeared under the feet of the very handsome white horse, and then drifted into the blue sky, hiding in the white clouds.Clouds and mist lingered around, strands and strands, Jia Lang couldn't help reaching out his hand, wanting to hold it in his hand, but when his slender white fingers touched the soft cloud, he could only feel the slightly wet feeling. Moisture, without a touch of substance.

Shui Rong looked at him, but knew his intentions all at once. The fingers covered under the wide sleeves flicked lightly in the air, and layers upon layers of clouds came mightily, as if they were coming from a distance. A huge wave rushed from the invisible sea level, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth.The eyes are all shiny and dazzling white, a large area, which makes people's hearts calm down.

The two stayed in the air for a long time, until the sky was dark and the colorful clouds woven by the Weaver Girl filled the whole sky, then they returned to the ground and landed next to the hot spring village.

The last time I came here was late autumn, and the sights were filled with desolate scenery, and the feeling of autumn touched my heart.But now it is at the turn of spring and summer, willows are blooming with new green peaches, and all the way there are exotic flowers and plants, some fluttering like emerald belts, or crouching like dragons, or bright red like cinnamon sand, or flowers as small as gold Osmanthus has a strong taste and fragrance, which is absolutely comparable to other flowers.Compared with the magnificence of Jia's mansion, it looks more elegant and elegant.

Jia Lang walked all the way, admiring all the way, and walked slowly along the path full of strange fragrances to Qilixuan.He used to come here often when he was a child. Every autumn and winter, he would come here to take a dip in the hot springs. It was also a great enjoyment in the harsh winter.It's just that after growing up a little bit, things at home kept going, so I didn't have time to come.

Although it was a long time in the future, as soon as he stepped on the blue stone steps, Jia Lang remembered the road in his heart, turned around a Shoushan stone inlaid with twelve screens carved with figures and carvings of auspicious clouds and floating patterns, and entered the inner room, towards the elm tree. The consecrated Arhat sat on the bed.

Shui Rong, who followed him in, couldn't help laughing and said: "You know the way very well, it's been so long, it's hard for you to remember."

"That's it!" Jia Lang looked up proudly, "My memory is top notch!"

Thinking of my previous life, I was also a talent who memorized thousands of books in my belly!

If someone else said that, in other people's eyes, I'm afraid it would appear arrogant; however, Jia Lang was born well, with a small face that was pink and tender, and the appearance of raising his small head looked to Shui Rong's eyes, but it made people feel conceited. With pity and love, he couldn't help but stepped forward and touched that little furry head.

As soon as his hand touched the silky hair, Jia Lang shrank back as if he had been greatly frightened, and moved his whole body from the edge of the bed into the bed.

"What's the matter?" Shui Rong paused for a moment with his outstretched hand.

"Nothing, nothing."

Jia Lang laughed dryly, how could he say that since the two of them got so close last time, every time he was touched by this person, he would always be unable to control his heartbeat that would not obey his orders? ?

After finally calming down, he pretended to face this person as if nothing had happened, but this person insisted on provoking him... His eyes wandered, pretending to focus on the decorations in the room, but When he saw a painting hanging on the wall, he couldn't help but startled.

He stood up suddenly, stared at the painting for a long time, Fang turned his head and asked: "This painting, it seems that it wasn't here a few years ago?"

Shui Rong nodded, and said, "It was just hung up this year."

In fact, there is nothing strange about that painting, it is just a landscape painting.The rugged and majestic mountains smudged with thick ink are dotted with several green cypress trees, and there is even a faintly visible cluster of pruning bamboos.There are shadows of birds fluttering in the forest. It is really a good painting, but it is not unusual.

However, for some reason, Jia Lang caught his attention, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt familiar.

He recalled it carefully in his mind and realized that he had never been to such a place.In his previous life, he was weak, and traveling abroad was basically a delusion, and the hospital would become his other home; but now, he has lived in this bustling capital city for more than ten years, and he has never seen such a mountain forest. .

But why, always feel so familiar?

Jia Lang stood in front of the painting for a long time, lost in thought.Shui Rong behind him couldn't sit still any longer, and stepped forward to hold the young man's hand: "Why are you standing here all this time? Since you're here to soak in the hot spring, why don't you go quickly."

Jia Langmu let him lead him in a daze, and when he realized what this man was saying, his face flushed red.

Soak in... hot springs...

It's true that he planned to take a bath in the hot spring, but he didn't plan to take a bath with this person!

But Shui Rong didn't give him the slightest chance to escape, he directly blocked the group of screaming fairies who were watching the excitement, and put the clothes that the servants had prepared early on by the bed.It's all a simple and elegant snow-blue color, but it's also embroidered with faint silver flow patterns, which is extremely delicate.

Looking at the man's shining eyes, Jia Lang subconsciously took another step back until his back touched the wall and he couldn't retreat.The man came forward with a smile, and said, "Ah Qi, why don't you change your clothes?"

As soon as he said this, Jia Lang immediately pulled his skirt tighter, as if he was a woman from a good family who met Deng Tuzi.It's just that the blush has spread all the way from the ears, making his whole face pink and tender, and at a glance, there is a radiance that people can't take their eyes off.Shui Rong looked at his eyes intently, watching every light trembling of his eyelashes, the slight opening of his nose, and the black and white eyes that moved away unconsciously... These things were originally nothing to see, but Shui Rong But it seemed like he was possessed by a demon, he was so intoxicated by every tiny movement of him that he couldn't extricate himself, and he almost sank in.

His eyes were so hot that Jia Lang exploded in the next second: "Why are you staring at me? I'm already an adult, and I want to change clothes, shouldn't I have a room by myself?"

He spoke angrily, but Shui Rong only hooked his bright red thin lips.A pair of dark eyes looked at him intently, and it seemed that even his voice was filled with deep and shallow temptations.

"Ah Qi," he said softly, "Aren't you afraid?"

Jia Xiaoshou successfully blew up: "I'm afraid? I'm a man, why would I be afraid of anything!" He puffed up his chest angrily, "Isn't it just a change of clothes, it's not like I haven't been to a public bathroom—"

His slender fingers rested on the buttons of the lotus-colored clothes, and he unbuttoned them one by one, revealing the pure white undershirt he was wearing underneath.The small half of the collarbone was also exposed at the collar, and it was slightly sunken, forming a rather attractive arc.

The water-soluble eyes did not blink, and lingered on the exposed small piece of white and moist skin for a long time, so long that Jia Lang felt that the skin was as hot as being burned, so he couldn't help but hurriedly put it on. The robe prepared on the bed covered up the bursting spring.

Shui Rong sighed regretfully, and did not hide at all that he wanted to continue watching.

It's a pity that Jia Lang obviously didn't intend to take off his underwear - he just changed his outer clothes, then he took off his shoes and walked along the path by the back door to the hot spring pool.Shui Rong thought about the scenery later, and hurriedly changed his clothes to keep up, but at this moment, he no longer had the air of a fairy who was holding on to it, and instead looked more like a fucking idiot.

It's just that when he walked to the pool where the white mist curled up, his expression suddenly sank.

The little beauty in the pool was half-undressed, her round and fair shoulders were exposed in the air, and her drenched black hair hung on her shoulders, making her skin even more glamorous.Not to mention that he closed his eyes slightly, as if he was completely defenseless, and the resting appearance was really alluring.No matter how you look at it, it is a picture that makes people's blood spurt.

...It's just that there is not only one beauty in this pool!

He gritted his teeth and asked coldly, "What are you doing here?"

Following his words, a huge tiger head, a small cat head, and a litter of innocent rabbits lying by the pool all turned to look at him, their fur was dripping wet, and their eyes were very clear and watery. Big eyes are quite innocent.

Shui Rong felt a burst of unexplainable anger in his heart, and rolled up his sleeves, ready to throw out all these troublemakers.