Tsing Yi Dance: Apricot Blossom Sky Shadow

At first, it would be a little embarrassing for the chopsticks of the two to touch each other. After all, the touch of chopsticks between the two is equivalent to indirect kissing.

However, as the number of meals decreased, the frequent contact of the chopsticks between the two of them felt that it was nothing. Instead, they let go of their hands and feet and began to fight for the last meatball. Tsing Yi and Jun Mohan poked around on the plate.

In the end, Lai Pi's Tsing Yi was so angry that he puffed up his face and prepared to take one end of the plate for himself.

Jun Mohan wasn't weak either, he smiled teasingly, and directly used a chopstick as a sword, poking at the meatballs, his smug smile made the corners of his mouth even more curved.

"You bully people with martial arts!"

Seeing the last meatball being snatched away, Tsing Yi threw the plate on the table in dissatisfaction, and habitually pointed at Jun Mohan with a raised finger.

The winner squinted his eyes at Tsing Yi with a smile on his face, admiring the meatball poked on the chopsticks in his hand, and said, "You were the one who fooled first."

As he said that, Jun Mohan's eyes flashed brightly, and he opened his mouth to bite Tsing Yi's finger suddenly. Tsing Yi was caught off guard for a moment, and suddenly retracted his finger in fright and exclaimed.

Jun Mohan narrowed his eyes and flashed a smirk.Tsing Yi stuffed the meatballs into Tsing Yi's mouth as he opened his mouth and whispered.

Tsing Yi was taken aback, biting the meatball and looking at Jun Mohan in surprise, he forgot to chew it.Jun Mohan, who looked cute and silly, was secretly depressed again.

Having enough food and tea, Tsing Yi touched her swollen belly, and couldn't help thinking, if she was on stage to sing the imperial concubine play at this time, she might be a pregnant imperial concubine too.

Jun Mohan couldn't help laughing while watching Tsing Yi stroking his belly. It was really hard for him to keep his face sullen and only smile slightly when he was with Tsing Yi.

Over the years, he forcibly cultivated his killing intent with a small smile, but he repeatedly failed in front of Tsing Yi, and his smile became richer.

Although he felt that Jun Mohan was smiling strangely, but the sleepiness after the meal made Tsing Yi lazy to pay attention to Jun Mohan, muttered a few words to himself, and threw himself on the quilt, closed his eyes and rested.

After resting his mind, Tsing Yi immediately fell asleep, and didn't wake up until the troupe master sent someone over to urge him to put on makeup and change costumes.

Seeing Jun Mo coldly dozing on the stool, Tsing Yi felt somewhat sorry.

I slept comfortably on the bed all afternoon, but that guy could only sleep on the bench because of his three chapters of the contract.

And he was still injured, so he stayed on the stool all afternoon in his middle coat that exposed his arms and legs.

"Well, I'm sorry, I forgot that there is only one quilt in this room. Later, I will ask the troupe master to see if I can get another quilt from the palace's servants."

"It's okay, it's better not to arouse suspicion in vain!"

Jun Mohan opened his eyes and looked at Tsing Yi, still smiling warmly.Compared with before, his complexion is much better, and his blood has returned.

"okay!"

Tsing Yi turned his head to think for a while and thought it made sense, so he nodded in agreement.

Before he had time to think that if there was no second quilt, the two of them might have to sleep together again at night, when someone knocked on Tsing Yi's door again.

Tsing Yi responded, and once again told Jun Mohan not to answer anyone who knocked on the door before he left.

The chattering Tsing Yi made Jun Mohan amused again, and thought to himself, if only the elders of his Tianying Building were as cute as Tsing Yi when they chattered.

The opera repertoire sung one night is not much different from the night before. I really don't understand these people, can't they get tired of listening?But what was surprising was that Xiao Shizi also came over.

It must have come over at just a little bit, Tsing Yi nodded at Xiao Shizi invisibly on the stage, and immediately got Xiao Shizi a big smile.

However, maybe it was because his condition had just improved, he was dragged away by his followers when he sang halfway through Xiaoshizi.

When walking, he looked back at himself step by step, making the sixth prince look left at his son and right at Tsing Yi, his eyes full of amusement.

The scene was cold, Tsing Yi walked towards his room with heavy steps.Not only was he too lazy to change his clothes, but he didn't even take off the pink makeup on his face.

Back in the room, Jun Mohan was flipping through a book he found somewhere, and when he saw the Tsing Yi with red sleeves and red makeup, Jun Mohan froze there.

After a while, the book in his hand slipped to the ground before he woke up like a dream.

Picking up the book on the ground, the corners of Jun Mohan's lips curled up, and he said with a warm smile, "Shuixiuyao dress with pink blush, eyes turning like clouds and lotuses. The green clothes are very beautiful."

Tsing Yi was already a little shy and uncomfortable being looked at by Jun Mohan, but her cheeks, which were already pink and lightly brushed by such a compliment, were even more rosy.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Tsing Yi coughed, lowered her voice as much as possible to make her voice thicker, turned her gaze away to give Jun Mohan an insult, and turned to go to the dressing table to remove her makeup.

How could he have forgotten that there was Jun Mohan in the room? Tsing Yi cast a blank look at himself in the mirror.

I too, as long as I put on women's clothes, the soul of a female attribute can't help but reveal it without concealing it.

Tsing Yi, who was a little irritable, opened the stool and sat down, faced the mirror and removed the flowers on her hair, trying to get rid of this female attire as soon as possible, who knew that the more anxious, the more likely to cause trouble.

A hairpin somehow got caught in the hair, and it couldn't be pulled out no matter what.

In a panic, Tsing Yi saw through the mirror that Jun Mohan was looking at him, and panicked, the strength of his hands actually pulled the hairpin and hurt his scalp.

"Sigh~~~"

Unconsciously, Tsing Yi let out a cry of pain, and rubbed the place where she was pulled sorely, really wanting to break that damned hairpin.

Annoyed, Tsing Yi muttered in his heart that what Jun Mohan looked at, he was all to blame.The more she thought about it, the more angry Tsing Yi opened the small drawer of the dressing table in a fit of anger, took out a pair of scissors, and cut off the hair that was entangled in the hairpin.

"Tsing Yi is not allowed!"

People followed, and Tsing Yi's hand holding the scissors was tightly held by Jun Mohan.Tsing Yi couldn't help being startled, Jun Mohan should have been at the table just now, but he was behind him in the blink of an eye.

Tsing Yi blinked her eyes, and looked sideways at Jun Mohan in disbelief.

"Why are you so impatient? Let me help you!"

As Jun Mohan said, he squeezed his fingers slightly on Tsing Yi's slender wrist, and Tsing Yi felt his palm go numb, and the hand holding the scissors involuntarily let go.

Secretly rolling her eyes, Tsing Yi turned her head and cast a dissatisfied glance at Jun Mohan in the mirror, and said to herself, it's not because you keep staring at him that I'm anxious.

Jun Mohan took the scissors and put them back in the drawer. When he raised his eyes, he was facing Tsing Yi who was looking at him in the mirror, and smiled warmly.

Jun Mohan lowered his head and began to help Tsing Yi untangle the hairpin, holding the hairpin with his well-knit and slender fingers, and deftly untied the strands of hair wrapped around it one by one.

Focused eyes, gentle movements, Tsing Yi's hair seems to be a treasure in the world at Jun Mohan's fingertips.

"Okay, isn't this solved?"

Jun Mohan smiled slightly, and placed the hairpin in his hand on the dressing table.

After untying the hairpin that was twining around her hair, Jun Mohan didn't intend to leave. With a light movement of her fingers, she took off the hair ornaments on Tsing Yi's head one by one.

Tsing Yi, who was sitting stiffly in front of the dressing table, blushed at first because of embarrassment, but then she couldn't help but look at Jun Mohan in the mirror who was concentrating on removing her hair accessories.

In the mirror, he was wearing his thin middle coat, and he was not at all like the handsome young man when he first saw him.

At that time, he was as gentle as jade, smiling and polite, but his eyes showed a sense of indifference and alienation, he was not as friendly and talkative as he is now.

Putting down the last hair accessory, Jun Mohan caught Tsing Yi looking at him in a daze from the corner of his eyes, smiled teasingly, leaned over Tsing Yi's ear and whispered:

"Tsing Yi, do you know what it means to raise the eyebrows?"