Raising Wolves

Looking at Xiaoxue's eyes became more murderous.

A group of waste snacks in Yingfang can't raise this beast well, so the teacher has to come several times a day, and the time with him is spent with the bird!

What good is a broken bird!

Ning Juan was extremely depressed, and he was too embarrassed to reveal that he was jealous of a bird, so he could only hold back bitterly.

But the bird is not so useless.

In order for Xiaoxue to cooperate with the medicine and recover from the injury faster, Lu Qing decided to live in the palace temporarily after careful consideration.

Because of this, the murderous intent in Ning Juan's heart subsided a bit.

Although after thinking about it, I feel even more depressed - he used to act like a baby and roll around, begging the teacher to stay in the palace for a few more days, the teacher would always smile and pat his head, and then ruthlessly refuse.

But this time the teacher actually stayed in the palace because of this broken bird!

Could it be that in Lu Qingze's heart, this bird is more important than him?

At dinner that night, Lu Qing looked at the whole bird feast and fell into deep thought.

When it was time to sleep, Ning Juan couldn't help rubbing against Lu Qingze's arms, hugging him and refusing to let go.

The weather was getting hotter and hotter, and Lu Qing pushed the boy in his arms in disgust: "Go to sleep, don't cling to me."

The young man of this age is full of vigor, and his anger is too strong, like a flame full of vitality.

It's summer, and there is no air conditioner, so sticky close together is too much a test of his fatherly love for Ning Juan.

Ning Juan was silent for three seconds, and broke his defense with a wow: "Teacher!"

Lu Qing was so sleepy that his head bit by bit, turned over, and snorted through his nose: "Well, stay away from me, say."

When sleeping together in winter, they praised him as a caring little padded jacket, but in summer they turned ruthless and drove him away.

Why is the teacher like this!

Ning Juan's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth to see Lu Qing's heartless appearance, and crawled to the side angrily, just like a little daughter-in-law who has been let down by a heartless man.

However, Lu Qing remained motionless and did not respond.

Ning Juan sniffed, his voice trembling: "Teacher, is that bird more important than me?"

Lu Qing was almost falling asleep, thinking dimly: Bird?what birdbird what?

Ning Juan stared at the back of Lu Qingze's ruthless head for a long time, but did not see that Lu Qingze had any intention of changing his mind, his eyes turned redder, and he felt wronged for a long time, and finally stretched out his hand angrily to grab the corner of Lu Qingze's pajamas , twisted it hard, closed his eyes with a sullen face.

Although his lungs hurt from Lu Qingze's anger, the faint fragrance of plum blossom lingering around him still made him feel very at ease.

Ning Juan was fed up with anger alone, and finally felt a little tired, and his consciousness gradually began to sink.

Suddenly, a low, inaudible sigh came from his ear.

The night was quiet and flowing, and the gauze curtain was lowered, forming a small space around the Babu bed. After a while of rustling, Lu Qing, who disliked him for being too hot, leaned closer.

Before going to bed, he was forced to drink a bowl of medicine and swallowed candied fruit. Even though he rinsed his mouth, there seemed to be a sweet smell of candied fruit when he spoke. Confused and sleepy: "It's not a bird, you are the most important. Go to sleep."

Then stubbornly drew the bottom line: "Don't get too close, it's really hot."

Ning Juan's drowsiness disappeared instantly, and he opened his eyes silently.

Lu Qing was lying on his side facing him, his crow's eyelashes were densely covered, making his complexion very white, and it was like a section of ice and snow in the night. The small mole at the corner of his eye was especially beautiful, making this picture of a cool beauty even more beautiful exquisite.

Afraid of heat and cold.

My husband, it's only natural to be coquettish.

Ning Juan's anger completely dissipated, he couldn't help smiling, stared at him for a long time, restrained himself, and didn't reach out to disturb him.

He just chewed Lu Qingze's vaguely "you are the most important" over and over again in his heart, the more he chewed, the sweeter he felt in his heart, and the thing in his chest kept bouncing up and down, making it impossible for him to step on it. I closed my eyes and fell asleep, my whole body was full of energy that had nowhere to vent.

The sound of breathing close at hand became more and more even.

Lu Qing was already sound asleep.

Ning Juan suddenly had an impulse, licked his lips nervously, and tentatively called out, "Teacher?"

Lu Qing was in a deep sleep and didn't respond.

Ning Juan liked Lu Qingze's handwriting very much.

But he couldn't say the words that everyone else could say as he wanted. If he said it, it would be disrespectful to the teacher.

But he really wanted to be called Lu Qingze.

The people around me are sleepy and ignorant.

Awaken a day of bright moon, according to my full of ice and snow.

In the middle of the night that no one knew about, the young emperor's eyelashes trembled slightly, his heart beating like a drum, and he whispered the hot words imprinted on his heart: "Huaixue."

Even though he didn't get a response, Ning Juan felt somewhat satisfied in his heart.

But soon, this satisfaction turned into a greater emptiness.

The heart that felt satisfied just now seemed to have collapsed, greedy and thirsty, it seemed that besides calling their names, they could do something else to show the uniqueness between them.

People are born with insatiable desires, and they will always be greedy for more.

This time he wants to be named Lu Qingze, what will he want next time?

Ning Juan's hands clenched tightly, subconsciously daring not to think any more, and closed his eyes.

In the afternoon of the next day, the long-awaited spies finally entered the palace, bringing news from Jiang You.

The author has something to say:

Lu Qingze (thinking that the problem has been solved): Don't worry about everything, sleep soundly.

Ning Juan: (Turn over) (Turn over) (The more I think about it, the more aggrieved I get) (bite the quilt) (whimper) (began to post a small composition in the circle of friends)

Lu Qing woke up the next day:?What happened?