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"Drink tea." Jiang Fanyin repeated Song Boxue's words softly, and fell asleep in a daze.

Little did they know that Song Boxue's eyes darkened when he heard her words, as if he had received some permission.

"Tea..."

Outside the window, thunder and lightning flashed, and a night rain came silently, wrapped in the autumn wind and slanted indiscriminately, falling vividly. (It's really raining here, thank you)

In the early morning, the rain outside had stopped, and the morning breeze slipped in through the gaps in the doors and windows, bringing a little bit of coolness.

Song Boxue seemed to be aware of it, frowned and slowly opened his eyes, and then he felt an abnormal pain in his arm.

She subconsciously twitched her arm, and the person in her arms let out a "wow".

Song Boxue's movements froze, and the memories of last night came back one after another. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the strange bed curtain, and then turned her gaze to Jiang Fanyin's face.

The beauty lay in her arms and slept soundly. Although the neckline was a bit messy, the clothes were still on her body.

Song Boxue let out a sigh of relief, luckily he didn't mess around after drinking, it's good that the clothes are still there, wait a minute...

She stared at Jiang Fanyin's neck and was completely stunned.

Leng Bai Shengyu's skin was covered with bluish-purple red marks, mottled and chaotic, and there was a faint tendency to go down the collarbone.

Holy shit, did she do this?

She vaguely remembered last night, the smell of lemon, the fever period!

But Jiang Fanyin is not an omega, and it is impossible to have pheromones. How could it alleviate her fever?

But the faint scent of green tea she smelled before she fell asleep was so real that it comforted her...

Before Song Boxue could figure it out, the person in his arms woke up at this moment.

The two looked at each other silently without looking away.

Song Boxue swallowed unconsciously: "Sister Jiang, listen to me first, we all drank too much yesterday, and I fell ill again last night, but we didn't do anything. If you don't believe me, take a look at your clothes, there is nothing there. take off."

She explained quickly, but she still secretly wondered why the heroine could relieve her fever.

Fortunately, I didn't do anything, at most I kissed a few times, well, this situation should be a lot of kisses, I hope the heroine finds out and doesn't care.

Jiang Fanyin's eyes froze for a moment, and then he saw clearly that he was in his room.

She was snuggling in Song Boxue's arms, her clothes were indeed still there, and she didn't feel any discomfort.

She recalled last night, it seemed that she drank too much, and then she was a little unsteady, and it was Song Boxue who supported her.

After that, he seemed to have fallen asleep in Song Boxue's arms.

Thinking of this, Jiang Fanyin's face flashed with embarrassment: "It's okay, we all drank too much last night, you..."

"I'll leave right away, and disappear right away." Song Boxue jumped off the bed in two or three steps and rushed out, as if he couldn't run away if he walked too slowly.

Looking at her behavior, Jiang Fanyin wanted to laugh for some reason, but Song Boxue held back the smile that had just formed the corner of his mouth when he turned around and ran back.

Song Boxue glanced at the red mark on Jiang Fanyin's neck, it was her incriminating evidence.

She calmed down and said, "Sister Jiang, I fell ill again last night. I was just a little thirsty. That's all. Your bronze mirror seems to be dirty. I'll wipe it for you before sending it back. Don't go out for the next two days. Outside... The weather outside is bad."

After all, she picked up the bronze mirror and rushed out. As long as Jiang Fanyin didn't look in the mirror, she would be saved.

Jiang Fanyin frowned and looked at Song Boxue's back as he fled in a hurry, feeling puzzled, they were all women, and it was fine to sleep with their clothes on, so why did it feel like this man was treating her lightly.

She stood up and tidied her clothes, and suddenly remembered the dagger hidden in her sleeve.

Walking to the window, the dagger was lying quietly on the ground.

The night before yesterday, maybe I was really superstitious, that person is also a woman, and those may be due to the illness...

This dagger should be useless.

Besides, Song Boxue was walking out quickly with the bronze mirror in his arms, when he bumped into Mrs. Song with two maidservants coming this way.

"What is my son doing with the mirror in his arms?" Mrs. Song glanced at the direction Song Boxue came from. Did she go to Jiang Fanyin's yard early in the morning?

"Mother, where are you going?" Why did it look like he was going to find Jiang Fanyin?

Song Boxue moved quietly, vaguely blocking Song's way.

Song raised her hand and wanted to poke her forehead, but when she remembered that there were two maids following behind her, she withdrew her hand: "It's not you, come to send two maids to Sanskrit for mother."

I don't know who those people my daughter said were secretly protecting Jiang Fanyin, and they always have to put on a show, so that they can offend one less person.

"No need." Song Boxue hurriedly stopped her. Xu felt that her voice was too loud, so she softened her tone, "Sister Jiang likes to be clean, and she's not used to being waited upon. Let's not disturb her."

In case the maid saw the red mark on Jiang Fanyin's neck, that's fine.

"Forget it, then I'll go and see her, so that people don't think we've neglected her." Mrs. Song didn't think too much, walked around Song Boxue and walked into Jiang Fanyin's yard.

Seeing this, Song Boxue handed the bronze mirror in his hand to the servant girl, and turned to catch up with Mrs. Song: "Mother, Sister Jiang just woke up, so let's not go, we can see her again in a few days."

Song Shi stopped suspiciously, and Song Boxue felt inexplicably guilty.

"Don't worry, my mother knows the severity, why are you staring at her like you're afraid I'll see her."

Song Boxue's breath stagnated, and he coughed lightly, "Why, I just want to take a rest today and want to spend more time with you."

Isn't it just because I'm afraid you will see it?

But Mrs. Song obviously became suspicious, and if she stopped her, she would only get 300 taels of silver here, so she changed her angle.

However, Mrs. Song did not give up the idea, instead she smiled gratifiedly and said: "It is enough for you to have this kind of filial piety, let's go, go with my mother."

Could it be that the child was really frightened, and they would not be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door if they didn't do bad things, and they didn't feel sorry for Jiang Fanyin, at most they wanted to know what was in the bag Jiang Fanyin was carrying when he came.

The girl said that she brought a little dowry, but she didn't know if it was true or not.

But since someone was secretly protecting them, they could only suppress their curiosity.

In desperation, Song Boxue couldn't think of any reason to stop him, so he could only follow Mrs. Song back, and see you later.

Here, Jiang Fanyin had just washed up, when she heard footsteps, she looked over and saw that it was Song Boxue who had gone and returned, with Mrs. Song behind her, she bowed her head slightly and said, "Aunt Song."

"You child, we are a family sooner or later, don't be too polite, you...you..." Song said with a smile, and thought that this child looks gentle and pleasant. If her daughter is really a man, this A child is also a good candidate for a daughter-in-law.

The next moment, when the person in front of her raised her head, her eyes widened in shock, and she stuck the words "you you you" with one hand towards Jiang Fanyin's neck.

Jiang Fanyin's eyes were puzzled, and she couldn't help but look herself up and down, what's wrong with her?

When Song Boxue saw Mrs. Song like this, it was like a bell was installed in his mind, and the alarm bells rang!

She dashed between Mrs. Song and Fanyin Jiang, blocked Mrs. Song's view, blinked frantically, and said, "Mother, it's me. I stayed at Sister Jiang's place last night."

Mrs. Song was shocked again, she moved her finger and pointed at Song Boxue, "You... you, this is... this is..."

What a surprise, ah, what a fright.

Although he had prepared his daughter and Jiang Fanyin to get married before, each took what they wanted, and it was to deceive others, not to really mess around.

"Mother, it's me. Let's go back and say, don't disturb Sister Jiang." Song Boxue grabbed Song's arm and dragged her out, not forgetting to turn around and say goodbye, "Sister Jiang, don't go out these few days. Wait until I bring the bronze mirror back before going out."

I cheated my father, I don't know how many days the hickey will disappear.

Watching the mother and daughter leave, Jiang Fanyin frowned slightly, and touched her neck unconsciously, Aunt Song seemed to be pointing at her neck just now...

She subconsciously wanted to look in the mirror, but the bronze mirror was taken away by Song Boxue.

Doubts arose in Jiang Fanyin's heart, so he fetched another basin of clear water, then bent down to look into the water.

The water waves swayed shallowly, and soon calmed down, reflecting her face without makeup.

When the pair of eyes reflected in the clear water saw the marks on the neck, their pupils dilated instantly.

"I was sick again last night."

"I have nothing wrong with you."

Jiang Fanyin couldn't help but hear Song Boxue's words, thinking out of place? !

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Song Boxue: Well, I am sick, not serious~