Sitting on a treacherous minister and good time

, sultry and sultry.

Slightly hugging Song Jing, the two of them leaned their foreheads together. Xia Yu's ears were red, but she still didn't flinch. She stared closely at Song Jing's slender black eyes with her clear eyes.

"Song Jing, I will protect you from now on."

He made a firm promise, and he walked into the room with Song Jing in his arms. The light and shadow interlaced for a moment. Song Jing saw the handsome silhouette of the man clearly under the light, a corner of his heart suddenly shattered, and a warm stream flowed from inside. Gushing out, reaching all limbs and bones, I want to make people groan out in comfort.

Those clear and firm eyes seemed to contain his whole world.Song Jing didn't avoid it, stared at it closely, and responded with a light smile: "En."

After Song Jing's "En", Xia Yu seemed to have exhausted all her courage today, and her handsome face blushed in disappointment, staring at Song Jing speechlessly.

Looking at Xia Yu who was about to steam herself, Song Jing sighed helplessly, she was still the same.

"Put me down, and, I haven't eaten since I went out."

After being reminded like this, Xia Yu hurriedly put Song Jing on the bed and started to talk.

"I don't need to take a shower, I just want to eat." Song Jing emphasized, "It's rice."

Looking at the busy back of that person, Song Jing's defense was also much weaker, she made a request like a baby (?), and shrank herself naked under the blanket.

Wants to be taken care of and will not be denied any request for care.For no reason, just wanting to.

Xia Yu didn't even dare to look at the human-shaped object protruding from the bed, a hinting voice kept ringing in her heart, Song Jing inside was naked, her face was hot, she didn't know what was commotion in her heart, she hurriedly responded With a cry, he rushed into the vast snow against the still night.

33 Winter Like Spring

更新时间2010-4-1617:45:09字数：3193

Nested under the quilt, she dragged on Xia Yu's underwear on the bedside, and the cold breath on the clothes stuck to her skin, making Song Jing shiver uncontrollably.Lying quietly, covered tightly with the quilt, warmth gradually rose.

Her head was still dizzy, and her thinking was much slower. Song Jing blinked her bright eyes and looked out of the dark window. After a long time in her mind, a sentence came out: "Hey, it's going to be sunny."

This sentence pattern seems very familiar.

Song Jing buried her head and continued to think, a pair of wine-red eyes flashed in her mind, with an elusive and treacherous smile, which made his whole body stiff with shock.

"Xiaojing, what's the matter?"

Xia Yu, who was carefully carrying the food box in her hand, saw the person on the bed shivering suddenly in the bed when she stepped over the threshold, stiff on the bed like a dead body, quickly wiped off the snowflakes on her body, and hurried to the edge of the bed, Reaching out to touch Song Jing's forehead: "What, are you uncomfortable?"

Xia Yu, who just came back from the outside, put her palm on Song Jing's forehead with the coldness of snowflakes. The clean and clear smell like mint sinks into her brain coolly, slowly smoothing her exhausted brain .

Subconsciously rubbing her palms, the warm blanket made Song Jing a lot lazy, and muttered in a nasal voice: "Well, it's okay. It seems to have thought of something taboo."

"A taboo thing?"

"Well..." Song Jing frowned, "I don't remember now."

Xia Yu shook her head helplessly, raised her palm, and slid her cold fingertips across Song Jing's smooth forehead. Song Jing, who suddenly became weak and dull, was really not used to it.

"Forget it, get up and have some porridge." Xia Yu caught a glimpse of Zhongyu's white underwear docilely next to Song Jing's pale skin, and couldn't help but calm down a little, but she sipped at it with an inexplicable regret in her heart. Lips slightly concealing his uneasy expression, he opened the food box and brought out a white jade bowl with double carps, "I only know how to eat ordinary rice porridge, I don't know if Song Jing is used to eating it or not."

Song Jing smelled the fragrance of rice quality at the tip of her nose, and quickly sat up on the bed: "Well, I want to eat."

Xia Yu blushed, picked up the bowl and spoon in embarrassment: "I'll feed you. You..."

"Okay." Song Jing answered simply.

Startled for a moment, Xia Yu bent her lips and smiled happily, gently and carefully raised the spoon and put it on her lips to blow, and brought it to Song Jing's mouth in a dignified way: "Ah."

Song Jing opened her thin lips to hold the spoon, and swallowed all the rice in the spoon. The temperature was just right, the rice grains were plump, and the fragrance remained on her lips.

"It's delicious." Song Jing frowned, "It's the first time I've eaten rice here. Before, I thought everyone ate fruit and there was no rice."

Xia Yu was stunned: "Then you said you wanted to eat rice?"

"Did I say that?" Song Jing glanced at Xia Yu with clear eyes, completely unable to remember.

"Forget it. Let's eat." Xia Yu resigned to her fate and continued, seeing Song Jing's satisfied appearance, she felt warm in her heart.

Rice is pure rice. Xia Yu didn't know that rice can be mixed with many kinds of ingredients, but Song Jing thought it was delicious, so it was delicious. He ate the whole big bowl cleanly and lay down reluctantly. Then he licked his lips eagerly.

Is it really so delicious?

Even Xia Yu was beginning to believe that she had a bit of culinary talent.

"I'll do it for you next time." Xia Yu patted Song Jing's clean face and covered his eyes with her hand, "Go to bed now. You haven't slept all night, have you?"

Song Jing blinked her eyes a few times, breathed obediently and evenly, curled up under the blanket and closed her eyes.

On the palm of the hand, Song Jing's fluttering eyelashes slid across it, itching, like a feather sweeping on the tip of the heart, Xia Yu's face slowly turned red, and carefully removed the palm: "You go to bed first, there is something in the backyard today. something, I'll go check it out."

"What's the matter?" Song Jing listened hazily, and then followed up.

Xia Yu hesitated for a moment before saying in a low voice, "Basketball is dead."

"What?" Like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, the drowsy Song Jing woke up suddenly as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her, and sat up all of a sudden, "Xia Yu, what did you say?"

Xia Yu hurriedly lifted the quilt and wrapped it around Song Jing, if she knew about it, she wouldn't have told him first.

Seeing Song Jing's wide eyes, he sighed softly: "Basketball is dead."

In the following period of time, Lancai became very easy to get along with. The simple and kind Xia Yu easily forgot the previous snub and innuendo, and was extremely harmonious with Lancai.Although it is not a deep friendship, but the person I met every day, who talked and greeted with a smile just died like this, and the people around me suddenly disappeared in the world. No matter how I say it, I feel a little heavy in my heart, and I feel unspeakably uncomfortable.

Originally, I didn't want Song Jing to know, at least not so early.Otherwise, he will not be able to rest well.

Xia Yu looked at Song Jing's frowning with distress, and persuaded: "Xiao Jing, you rest for a while, I'll check the situation and come back."

"I'll go and have a look." Song Jing's eyes turned cold, "Xia Yu, please bring me a coat. Also, when is this news?"

Song Jing never changed her mind easily. After getting along with her, Xia Yu realized this very clearly. Complaining about her talkativeness, he got up to get his clothes and explained, "I went to the kitchen before—the kitchen is The place for the servants in the backyard, they got up early, and found Lancai's body in the residence of the servants. I met the maid, Huanyan, and she told me."

"Do you know what's going on?" Song Jing's mind flashed Chunshui's sickly pale face, slightly bent body and sad eyes, Lancai's death, did he know?

Xia Yu took the clothes and handed them to Song Jing: "I don't know yet. They said they went to find the Patriarch."

Dead people in the backyard can be regarded as a big event.

"Tantai Qingyan." Song Jing squinted her eyes, smiled lightly, picked up her clothes and put them on, "Xia Yu, is it still snowing?"

Xia Yu looked out the window: "When I came back before, the rain was a bit smaller... Now it seems that it is going to stop."

"Let's go together." After Song Jing got dressed, her mind was still a little dazed, but not as dazed as before.His limbs were limp, and he couldn't lift his strength. He walked lightly, as slowly as a little old man taking a walk.

Walking over to support him, Xia Yu shook his hand: "So stubborn."

The two leaned on each other, closed the door, and walked into the knee-deep snow.

At this time, the sky began to brighten, the sky turned pale, and under the faint morning light, sprinkled on the snow-white land, a pure and quiet light rose.

Song Jing looked at the brightened scenery. The eaves and paths, the flower beds on the stone steps, the branches and flowers and leaves are all covered with plain white snow, as beautiful as ice sculptures and jade bricks, white and one color, clean and pure.Take it all in at a glance, and your heart seems to have been drenched by an ice spring, refreshing and refreshing.

There are still tiny snow particles floating in the air, showing a peaceful and uncontested posture under the morning light.Holding Xia Yu's hand, Song Jing felt that the cold winter was just like spring, pleasant and warm.He tilted his head: "Let's go to Tantai Chunshui."

Walking through the path and the long corridor, the originally clean backyard is now like water before boiling, tense and depressing, only the last little bit of temperature is missing, causing the whole pot of water to boil.

The maids and servants, who were almost invisible on weekdays, all rushed back and forth in the corridor with panicked faces.If it wasn't for the last sliver of rationality reminding them of the rules of the Tantai family, they would probably have started flying long ago.

Nuo is a big family, who else would dare to do it here?For the servants, the killing of baskets with the same status as them, does it mean that their wealth and lives are also in jeopardy?

After discovering that the prestige of the Tantai family is not enough to stop the thieves from coveting, and the fact that the backing they regard as gods is actually not solid, their panic is so obvious.

Song Jing looked away disdainfully, getting used to it