I will not easily lead the dog through time travel

Yi Gou was very disciplined when he was in the bath, and there was no other physical contact except that the hands of the two would touch when scrubbing. The wooden barrel was big enough for the two to occupy half of it each, without interfering with each other.The body remained in one posture for a long time and seemed a little stiff. The warm water soothed the whole body, Yi Goudai sighed comfortably, and leaned his head slightly on the edge of the wooden barrel. At this time, the sound of the water became much louder and lightened his whole body It was blushing all over, especially when Yi Goudai glanced at her intentionally or unintentionally, so he washed his body extremely quickly while Yi Goudai turned his head.

"You've only come back not long ago, so you must be tired, go to rest earlier." After washing, Qing Zhi wanted to wipe her body and put on her clothes, but she didn't have the courage to stand up after being stared at by Yi Gou, so she just found an excuse Let Yigoudai go first.

"Okay." Yi Goudai stood up without avoiding suspicion, put on his clothes as if nothing had happened, walked to the bedside with light eyes, fetched a cane, held it in his hand and looked at it, then walked around the screen and went outside.

If it was on weekdays, Qingzhi would have the servant girl clean up the house after taking a bath, but today is special, the water in the wooden barrel should be left for tomorrow to deal with, seeing the quilt on the bed, Yi Gou stayed out and did not come back , lightly put on a thin coat and approach the table.

Half of the red candles arranged by Aunt Wang for the New Year's celebration were ignited. Yi Goudai was sitting on the stool in his underwear. When he saw her coming out, he got up and asked, "Do you still have a quilt? Lend me a night."

"What do you want a quilt for?" Qingzhi asked with a frown, the quilt that Aunt Wang just brought over not long ago has just been spread on the bed, even if it gets colder this day, she won't be afraid.

Yi Goudai: "It's cold, there's nothing on the ground, so I can't sleep."

"Don't you sleep with me?" Qing Zhi asked in surprise, is this going to sleep in a separate room with her?

"Do you want to sleep with me?" Yi Goudai asked back.

Only then did Qingzhi realize what he had said, he hesitated for a long time but couldn't say a complete sentence, after a while, Yi Goudai became so glib, and pretended to be indifferent and pulled his face down: "It's up to you. "

Yi Goudai was just teasing her, but who knew that Qingzhi would be so careless, his high-ranking attitude was fine in the past, but the slow steps after turning around betrayed her, obviously he wanted to sleep with him, why didn't he say Woolen cloth?Women, how awkward!

He took off his outer clothes and lay on the bed, without even hearing the sound of footsteps coming up behind him. He lay flat on the bed without a quilt covering him like a child, and his body temperature was robbed by the cold air bit by bit.

After Qingzhi returned to the bed, Yi Goudai sat down again, carefully played with the cane, and stared at the light of the red candle with his eyes, which became more and more illusory. The professor's efforts or his own intentions, which one is the right choice? In the dead of night, it is inevitable to think too much, and this deep thinking is out of control. When I came back to my senses, there was only one third of the red candle left, so I got up and walked in.

Lying on the bed with eyes closed, Yi Goudai was still thinking about why Qingzhi's figure was so good. When his hand touched Qingzhi's wrist, the place where he touched was cold skin, "Why not cover it?" Quilt?" Yi Goudai took the two quilts on the inside and spread them over Qingzhi's body, covering his soft curves, and looked at him with his black pearl-like eyes in the dim yellow light.

"It's getting cold, I need to cover myself with a quilt." In this freezing day, especially with the sound of snowflakes falling outside the window, the room is still very cold even if the heater is turned on. He just sat there for a long time, and he was afraid he would catch a cold after a long time, Yi Gou waited to see that Qingzhi didn't cherish himself so much, and felt anxious.

"I thought you wouldn't come." Qing Zhi's voice was as soft as snowflakes falling on the eaves outside the window, silently hitting her heart.

"How?" Yi Goudai blew out the candles and got into the bed, encircled Qingzhi's body and held her hands in his own to warm them up. When she was young, her emotions were not as rich as children her age. When she is absolutely happy, angry, sad, and joyful, she can only find fun in her studies. It is an accident for her, a beautiful accident. It is the first time she discovers that her feelings can be so colorful and even colorful. Joy for the sake of lightness of happiness, lightness of sadness and discomfort, I will also feel distressed, probably this is the deep feeling that cannot be let go.

Feeling aggrieved in Qingzhi's heart, she buried her head in Yi Goudai's chest without saying a word.

Yi Goudai understood in his heart that Qingzhi was two years younger than himself, and counting the New Year that just passed, he was only 19 years old. According to the characteristics of the ancients who lived short and matured early, Qingzhi knew as much as he did at this age. Even if she is only mature in words and deeds, she will rarely show such a distressed appearance, but now she is as fragile as a ceramic doll, which will break if she is not careful.

It may be that the quilt is gradually warming up, or it may be that the two of them have experienced too much physical and mental exhaustion, and they did not allow them to think too much, sleepy invaded, and there was no dream all night.

In the early morning of the next day, Qingzhi personally puts on the red gown prepared by Aunt Wang for Yi Goudai, which is the same color as the one she wears, and the cheeks lined with it are pink and tender, giving her the appearance of a pale-faced scholar.

"If the girls on the street see you like this, they will lose their souls again." Standing a little farther away to watch, Yi Goudai is tall and slender, with sharp edges and corners on his face, handsome eyebrows and eyes raised slightly, especially It was after hearing her own words that she smiled helplessly. Her every move was as if the stars were imprinted in her eyes, her eyes were bright and kind.

"Nonsense!" Yi Goudai stepped forward to help Qingzhi tidy up her dress, "You know I won't give them a second glance." After saying this, Yi Goudai felt that he was an overbearing president, this kind of TV drama After saying the words that only appear in the lines, I really feel a little numb, coughing twice to cover up the struggle and embarrassment in my heart.

"I see that you are very happy to meet Miss Zhang's mansion. You even invited someone to accompany you for dinner in the mansion that day." It is said that women are born jealous. , but she was uncomfortable in her heart, and it was even more uncomfortable to hold it in her heart.

"I have nothing to do with her at all. Inviting her to dinner that day was just to annoy you for agreeing to have breakfast with me." Yi Goudai is also a woman, and she is also petty. It's nothing less than that, it's just that she is usually a serious person, and her emotions are hidden in her heart, no one can figure it out. Looking at her calm and breezy appearance, she thought she didn't care, but in fact, she already wanted to use all kinds of martial arts to attract the other party. "Hmph." Qingzhi snorted coldly, scolding Yi Goudai in his heart for being useless, he was too busy and forgot, wouldn't he go find her?

Yi Goudai stroked Qingzhi's head, and said softly: "Okay, today you said to accompany me to see Lu Bo, and we will go there earlier to pay New Year's greetings."

"Wear more, it's cold outside, you'll be gone for months." Frost and snow counted but you were late.

It snowed all night outside the window, and the street was completely white. At a glance, there was only an old man walking slowly in the snow, alone.