from the crane

Seeing that Luo Shuang didn't speak, Jiang Yin didn't know what to say, but when he was wondering, his hand was pulled down.

Luo Shuang turned to look at him, and said softly, "You're getting worse, you are my savior, so I'm here to repay you."

These words were really cold, Jiang Yin froze there, not knowing what to do, seeing the frost marks on Luo Shuang's neck for the first time, he didn't know what to do.

Seemingly noticing Jiang Yin's gaze, Luo Shuang gave him a cold look and covered the scar with her long hair.

"This scar is ugly, you can laugh if you want."

"I didn't, it's not funny at all." Jiang Yin put away her smile and looked at Luo Shuang seriously. Luo Shuang twitched the corners of her mouth and looked down at him.

There was a bit of frivolity on her face, and no expression could be seen in her black eyes. Luo Shuang narrowed her eyes and revealed a hypocritical smile.

"It's getting late, if it's okay, I'll take my leave."

"If you are sad because of this thing, then there is no need, Luo Shuang, everything I said is true, there is no half of it."

The other party was determined to leave, Jiang Yin frowned and looked at him with a pitiful look.

This kind of aristocratic son who has never tasted the pain is the most annoying! He should really let him taste the taste of peeling and cramping, and then crush his self-righteous overflowing kindness!

Luo Shuang thought viciously, seeing Jiang Yin's sad expression, he was really amused.

"it is good!"

The words were almost squeezed out of his throat, Luo Shuang adjusted his smile, pretending to be forbearing.

"Your words, really?"

"Really, truer than real gold, truer than pearls!"

Jiang Yin saw that his words had changed, and his face was stained with a smile. He strode towards him and asked affectionately, "Don't be angry, good Luo Shuang, you are not angry with me, are you?"

Luo Shuang nodded silently, but Jiang Yin was full of joy, as if the farce just now had never happened, he dragged Luo Shuang to chatter again.

"Luo Shuang, let me tell you that the Qixi Festival is coming soon. At that time, the streets will be full of lanterns. I will take you to watch the fireworks. The Qixi Festival fireworks are so beautiful. It's a phoenix."

He looked at Luo Shuang with a smile on his face and said, "How about we tie the knot together?"

Luo Shuang glanced at him, and responded, Jiang Yin looked at his wet hair and said, "Take off the hair tie."

The cyan headband was untied, and the long black hair fell loose. Luo Shuang's black eyes stared at Jiang Yin, never leaving for a moment, but Jiang Yin didn't care. Looks good, look at how iconic you look."

"I'm not interested." Luo Shuang rubbed his wet hair, seeming a little irritable, so Jiang Yin helped him tuck his long hair from the sideburns behind his ears.

Fingertips brushed her cheeks, lusting after the warmth, but it was fleeting. Jiang Yin looked back at the saber hanging on the wall and asked, "Luo Shuang, are you bad at swordsmanship?"

"I'm used to using crossbows." Luo Shuang answered his question tirelessly.

"Then can you teach me?" Jiang Yin asked with a blink of an eye.

Luo Shuang replied, "Yes."

"When will it rain?" Jiang Yin sighed, resting her head on Luo Shuang's arm, giving most of her weight to Luo Shuang as if she had no bones, "Let's go to the show when the rain stops. "

Luo Shuang pushed him, but he didn't move. Jiang Yin closed his eyes and murmured, "Let's stay together forever. Enjoy begonias and drink wine in spring, go boating by the lake in summer, brew osmanthus wine with you and me in autumn, and wait until winter." , let’s welcome the New Year together.”

Turning her body, Jiang Yin opened her eyes abruptly, but found that her head was resting on Luo Shuang's lap, and when she raised her eyes to look at him, he covered his eyes with his hands.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Yin wanted to get up, but Luo Shuang told him not to move.

When he was in doubt, he suddenly heard a deliberately suppressed choked sob, and Jiang Yin couldn't help but move.

Luo Shuang is crying?

Jiang Yin got up and pulled his hand away to comfort him, but Luo Shuang turned around and didn't look at him.

"Why are you crying so well? Luo Shuang, Luo Shuang, look at me."

When he got close to him, he realized that Luo Shuang's tears couldn't stop flowing down, but there was no sad expression on his face, just blinking, and the tears fell like broken beads.

"I was wrong, Luo Shuang, I was wrong, don't cry."

Jiang Yin, who didn't know what he had done, couldn't help but open his mouth. He didn't know where he was wrong, but when he saw Luo Shuang crying, his heart ached.

Luo Shuang looked up at him, and clumsily pressed his lips against his teeth, but it hurt Jiang Yin a lot.

He felt like crying at the moment, his lips and teeth were in close contact, Luo Shuang ran amok without any skill, Jiang Yin's breath was unsteady, and he knocked over the desk in a panic, the ledgers, brushes and inkstones on the table were scattered all over the place, Jiang Yin turned his head to look, Luo But Shuang bit his lower lip a little arrogantly.

"pain!"

Jiang Yin gasped and covered his lips, licking the wound, the smell of rust filled his mouth.

Luo Shuang's tears no longer flowed. He came back to his senses and saw Jiang Yin covering his mouth, so he stepped forward to check. Jiang Yin frowned and looked at him and said, "Are you a dog?"

"Exactly, you guessed it right." Luo Shuang imitated Jiang Yin's tone and replied, Jiang Yin was momentarily at a loss for words.

"I really lost to you."

It was quiet outside the window. Jiang Yin looked out, and it turned out that the rain had stopped.

"Luo Shuang, let's go to the theater."

As Jiang Yin said, he went to get his robe, Luo Shuang glanced out the window, seemed a little upset, tied up his hair again and put on his robe, and followed Jiang Yin to leave the bamboo garden.

Coincidentally, they ran into Liu Yi'an when they went out, so Jiang Yin invited him to go with them. The three of them entered the theater together, and Jiang Yin ordered a pot of tea to drink slowly.

Taking advantage of the time when Luo Shuang left to get tea, Liu Yi'an opened the folding fan and asked softly, "What's wrong with your mouth?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yin licked the wound, and said angrily, "It's broken."

"You bit it yourself?" Liu Yi'an suddenly became interested, and looked at Jiang Yin with a smile, "Today I found that you are different from Luo Shuang, tell me honestly, what's wrong with you?"

"What's the matter, you are too boring."

Jiang Yin turned his head and didn't look at him, Liu Yi'an couldn't help but slapped the fan, "My sweetheart, oh, my sweetheart."

"Go, go, don't arrange me." Jiang Yin made a gesture to hit him, Liu Yi'an put away the fan and said, "You and him are in love, how can I set you up."

"Did you really see it?" Jiang Yin felt his ears were burning, but Liu Yi'an sighed, and said in a storyteller's tone, "His eyes can't leave you all the time. When I first saw him, I felt that he was interested in you." Some ideas."

"What do you think?" Jiang Yin asked.

"You can ask him yourself." Liu Yi'an said with a smile, "What drama is it today, "The Peony Pavilion" or "The Palace of Eternal Life"?"

"It's "Legend of the White Snake." Jiang Yin saw Luo Shuang from a distance, and smiled unconsciously on his face. When Luo Shuang walked in, he asked, "Why have you been here for so long?"

"It's just a delay."

Luo Shuang sat next to Jiang Yin, Liu Yi'an looked at the two of them, and couldn't help but pouted and talked about the business.

"A few days ago, I heard that in the imperial court, Yu Wucuo's father wrote to impeach your mother from being a general."

"What else?" Jiang Yin was stunned, "What's the reason?"

"It's a cliché, but I heard from my father that the reason why Master Yu did this was because he suspected that our two families were in collusion and sued him."

"It's unfair." Jiang Yin snorted coldly, and Liu Yi'an also said, "Your mother is probably angry about this, and she probably called your second brother back to discuss countermeasures."

"You know my second brother is back?" Jiang Yin blinked, "Who told you?"

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