Republic of China drama

Jiang Wanwan's gaze was fixed on Gu Qingying, her black coat was open, and inside was a dark green cheongsam, matching the emerald green jade earrings on her earlobes.

Lu Qingying lowered her head and fiddled with the small stack of books.

"Miss Three..."

Lu Qingying looked up: "Huh?"

Jiang Wanwan gritted her teeth and changed the hint: "Sister..."

Lu Qingying put the book away and signaled the girl, "Come here."

Then he reached out and took the girl in his arms.

Closed windows, closed doors, and mountains of books behind them.

Gu Qingying reached out, touched the switch of the foreign light, and turned it on.

The room was dim, with only a little bit of moonlight spilling in, emitting wisps of light.

Lu Qingying supported the girl's waist, and carried her to the rosewood table.

Jiang Wanwan couldn't see anything clearly, she could only hug Lu Qingying tightly, for fear of falling off the table.

"Can you bear it?" Gu Qingying said in a low voice, "I have to get up early tomorrow, so I can't ask my husband to wait."

"...I can get up..."

……

People live this life for more than just a joy.

But this joy cannot be missed.

Jiang Wanwan leaned back slightly, and the corners of the three or two books that Gu Qingying placed beside her just now rubbed against her waist. Every time she leaned back, it was as if someone was tickling her waist.

"Miss Three..."

Back and forth, all the strength was taken away, but she finally called to stop.

Lu Qingying slowly withdrew her hand, the girl's slender legs hung down from the table, and a thin layer of sweat was already dripping from her forehead.

"are you OK?"

Lu Qingying carried her down and let her lean aside to clean up the messy table.

The books are all messed up, the pens, inks, papers and inkstones, just tidy up, are scattered everywhere.

Jiang Wanwan's breath was still a little unsteady: "Fortunately..."

Lu Qingying hurriedly packed up: "Take you back to your room?"

Jiang Wanwan: "Miss San, come back?"

Lu Qingying put on the cheongsam for her, and the girl didn't have much strength left, so she let her swing.

"No." She understood what the girl meant, and said in a deep voice, "There is also a small bed in the study, and I'm used to sleeping by myself."

"Um……"

Still have to go.The girl's voice was muffled.

Lu Qingying was helpless: "If you want it, it should be enough now, what else do you want?"

"without me……"

I just don't want to go back.

"Go to bed earlier." Lu Qingying paused, "Drink some water before going to bed, I just heard that your throat is hoarse, and you won't feel well tomorrow."

Although the girl was restrained, she only yelled softly while buried in Lu Qingying's coat, but after three or four times, she was still tired of yelling.

Jiang Wanwan frowned, and blushed again.

"it is good……"

Just as she was about to leave, her legs gave way and she couldn't stand still, and she fell forward.

Lu Qingying had been looking at her all the time, so he quickly reached out his arms to help her stand still.

"Can I go?"

Jiang Wanwan was greeted by the light fragrance of Gu Qingying's body, tried it, but her legs were still limp and trembling.

The position was not very good just now, her legs were crossed, and her movements were so big that her whole body hurt when she came down.

"It seems that it is a little difficult..."

Gu Qingying sighed.

"Tell me if you feel uncomfortable, don't bear it."

She lowered her body slightly, wrapped one arm around Jiang Wanwan's waist, and put one hand across the girl's thigh: "Hold me, I'll carry you back."

"No," Jiang Wanwan hurriedly refused, "I've gained some weight in the past two days, and I'm very heavy..."

"If you sink again, where can you sink?" Lu Qingying urged, "Hurry up."

Jiang Wanwan's whole body was hung on Lu Qingying's body, and the two of them were stuck together, as if they were on fire.

Lu Qingying came out of the study with her in his arms, and walked along the silent and dark corridor to the bedroom.

Lu Xiu was still waiting at the door, seeing this scene, quickened her pace and followed.

The veranda is very long, from far to near, there are lights and shadows all the way, Jiang Wanwan is lying on Gu Qingying's shoulder, and there is an abandoned gramophone at the corner, like a withered trumpet flower blooming.

She looked around casually, feeling a little creepy.

"Is it cold?" Lu Qingying patted the girl's back lightly, "Why are you shivering?"

Jiang Wanwan swallowed her saliva: "It's nothing, Miss San, I'm just a little scared..."

At the door of the wing room, Lu Xiu opened the door.

Lu Qingying raised her leg and stepped over the threshold: "I was also afraid when I was a child. It's always like this. The bigger the house, the more bluffing people will be at night."

She put the girl on the kang.

Lu Xiu tactfully closed the door and left, the moonlight was cold, and so was the sun, Jiang Wanwan looked at Lu Qingying, and suddenly she was not so afraid.

"and after?"

Lu Qingying was stunned: "Then?..."

Later, it was Gu Minghe who accompanied her.I couldn't be with her all the time, so I found all kinds of small toys for her, carved terracotta balls, rag dolls, diabolos...

Once a child has a toy, he will not be afraid if he just looks at the things in front of him.

Later, when Gu Minghe died, all the relics and toys were thrown out by the servants. Even the word "Gu Minghe" became a taboo that the Gu family could never mention.

"Miss Three..."

It was probably because she came out of sleep that she had a heart-to-heart connection, Jiang Wanwan felt a sharp pain in her heart when she saw Lu Qingying's grief for a moment.

She stretched out her hand to find Miss Gu San's waist.

"Don't go, stay here with me, okay?"

Before dawn, Jiang Wanwan woke up in a daze, and the seat beside her was already empty.

The servant girl fetched water for her to take a bath, and the soreness from last night eased slightly.

Lu Qingying deliberately asked someone to vacate a wing room to use as a classroom.

After breakfast, the servant girl took Jiang Wanwan to the wing room, she opened the door and saw the man unexpectedly.

Miss San was leaning on a wicker chair, the tabloids spread out covered her face, when she heard the movement, she pulled the newspaper down to reveal her face.

There is a natural beauty when no powder is applied in the morning.

"morning."

Jiang Wanwan asked tentatively, "Did Miss San sleep well last night?"

How could it be possible to sleep well? Gu Qingying woke up in the middle of the night, looked down and saw Jiang Wanwan who was still hugging her, and frowned.

To stay is already breaking the precept.

She was out of the wing room but couldn't sleep anymore, it happened that the servant brought a lace tabloid in the morning, moved a rattan chair, read it and fell asleep.

She lied: "Very good."

"Miss San is here too?" Jiang Wan pointed to class.

"Yeah." Gu Qingying stretched lightly, "I have nothing to do, let's listen in."

Jiang Wanwan couldn't laugh or cry, and was a little moved.

He was obviously worried that something would happen to her here alone, and he still said it so casually.

The female teacher Gu Qingying was looking for was Feng Xia, whom she met while studying abroad.At that time, she wrote an English article in school, and she had several fans, Feng Xia was one of them.

Jiang Wan sat upright, waiting for her husband to come.

Her waist still hurt a little, she looked at Gu Qingying with a bit of mourning.

Feng Xia opened the door and came in, saw Gu Qingying lazily leaning on the rattan chair, smiled: "Miss Gu San, you are still so beautiful."

Jiang Wanwan looked at this gentleman. He was dressed in a standard robe and mandarin jacket, and his hair was short, not the braided student outfit that is popular now. At first glance, he looked like a male gentleman.

She is not a pedantic person, she knows how to dress up freely, but she just marveled in her heart.

"Well," Lu Qingying smiled back, but with a little distance, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Jiang Wan politely shouted: "Mr. Feng is good."

......

Feng Xia taught well, and Jiang Wanwan was quick-witted, so after one class, it was a good start.

Lu Qingying thanked her and asked her maid to send Feng Xia out.

"Miss San, am I doing okay?"

There was no one else in the left and right rooms, so Jiang Wanwan blinked and asked a question.

Lu Qingying looked at the girl's small complacency as if asking for credit, and smiled lightly: "I learned very quickly, just like I did back then."

When the third lady returned to the study, the maid came in to urge Jiang Wanwan to have lunch, but the corners of her mouth were still raised as if they were pinned, and she couldn't suppress it no matter what.

Like some happy event.