Cold and warm depend on each other

When the lanterns in Yuancheng Pavilion were just lit, Xue Wanxiang dismissed the old woman who was answering the question. When he came back from the front hall, Su Zhe was sitting at the table in a daze.The hair crown is still tied, and the robe on his body has not been changed, just like the appearance of a handsome young man who walked from south to north the year before last, but with that dazed expression, he feels silly and cute for no reason.

"What's wrong? Did something happen?" Xue Wanxiang walked to her side and rubbed her round earlobes.

She found out just now when she was having dinner that Su Zhe looked preoccupied after he came back from Chucheng, and there were so many people around him that it was difficult for her to ask.Now that the girls have all retreated, it is only for her to talk to her.

Seeing the question, Su Zhe leaned over and leaned against her soft belly, acted coquettishly for a while, and then said stickily: "Master and Master said they would lock us up."

Xue Wanxiang gave a slight pause to the hand that followed her long hair, and asked in surprise, "What mistake did you make?"

Su Zhe glanced at her: "It's to lock us, you and me, together."

"Why?" Xue Wanxiang still didn't understand: "Did I do something wrong?"

Su Zhe put his hands around her, buried his face back on his flat and soft belly, and said in a muffled voice that was rare and shy: "Lock us up so that we can give birth to buns in peace."

Xue Wanxiang said "Ah!", and the tips of her ears turned red in an instant.

Early the next morning, as soon as Mo Junkai arrived at the martial arts hall, a boy came to pass the word that the head of the sect was looking for him. He asked the location and went straight to the study.

When he got to the door of the outer study room, he heard a faintly muffled voice from inside. He knocked on the door, and after getting permission, he opened the door and went in.

Cao Mosheng and Fan Mingguang were both sitting by the table with hot tea in their hands. Seeing the two disciples folded a few steps away to say hello, Cao Mosheng waved.

Mo Junkai lifted his robe and got up, seeing his master's serious face, he didn't know what happened.

When he got to the front, Cao Mosheng hesitated for a moment.Fan Mingguang fake coughed twice, and gave his old friend a wink.Cao Mosheng had no choice but to say something to Mo Junkai in a low voice.

Mo Junkai's eyes widened as he heard this, and when Cao Mosheng finished speaking, Mo Junkai was as quiet as a chicken.

"Ahem." Cao Mosheng's old face was also flushed, and he still had to be serious, and ordered: "I can only entrust this matter to you, go and do it quickly."

Mo Junkai couldn't laugh or cry, the teacher's order must not be disobeyed, he accepted the errand bitterly, turned around and left.

Of course, Qin Shiyu couldn't really shut up Su Zhe and his wife, she didn't talk about the little bun again, Su Zhe thought of it as her teacher's wife, just let nature take its course.It's just that the morning and evening are fixed every day, and the young couple can't help but think of that specious joke, and they always blush again.

When the early summer sun covered the courtyard, Mo Junkai, who had been out for a while, suddenly came back.At that time, Su Zhe and Xue Wanxiang were both in the room, and it happened that Jin Yuan also came from the main house, and met Mo Junkai outside the gate of Yuancheng Pavilion.

Mo Junkai was so worried that he couldn't open his mouth. Seeing his wife's big girl, it was as if he had seen a savior. He took out something wrapped in oilcloth from his arms, and stuffed it to Jin Yuan like a hot potato.

"What is this?" Jin Yuan took it in his hand and weighed it, as if it was a book, but it was extremely thin.

Mo Junkai laughed dryly: "That, for Su Zhe."

"Azhe is in the back room, senior brother will bring it to her." Jin Yuan followed Qin Shiyu for a long time, and seeing his face, she felt that it was not a good thing.

Mo Junkai hurriedly took a step back, waved his hands and said, "No, no, no. I... I'm a foreigner, how can I enter your yard. You just give it to her. Give it yourself!"

After he finished speaking, Jin Yuan took the oilcloth bag behind her and let out a groan. Mo Junkai stomped her feet, turned around and walked to the door a few steps, and said in a low voice, "Tell Azhe, master and wife ordered, every day Try every page!!"

Run away!

Jin Yuan became more and more suspicious, but she had disappeared.She folded her sleeves and walked in, avoided the side room when she passed by, and opened the oilcloth bag. Inside was a very thin book, to be precise, it was a small picture album.

She frowned lightly and turned a page casually.

This! ! !

Almost threw it away! !

The wife and the head of the door send a spring to A Zhe and the young mistress//Palace pictures? ?

Jin Yuan covered her face, it's been a long time.

No matter how reluctant, errands still have to be done.Jinyuan reluctantly went to send the pictures, but when she went out, she met her friend head-on.Seeing that her expression was not right, Ningyu pulled her back.It was the time when Jin Yuan hated her the most, the red marks on her face spread to her neck, and her lapel was full of fragrance.

"Why are you so hot?" Ningyu was startled: "Do you have a fever?"

Jin Yuan shook her hand vigorously.

Ningyu was still waiting to ask, Jinyuan stopped her, blushed and said, "I'll bring something to Ah Zhe and the others, don't come with me."

As she spoke, she lowered her eyelashes to hide the shyness in her eyes, and hurried to the main house beside her.

It was still early and there were no lamps in the room. Su Zhe had just received a letter from Chu City, written by Cao Youqi.There are not many words on a piece of letter paper, it roughly says that I finally found someone, and now everything is safe.Su Zhe was happy, and happily talked to Xue Wanxiang.Xue Wanxiang leaned on the soft chair and looked at the account book. There was one account that couldn't be matched, and Su Zhe got annoyed. He twisted the tip of her nose to get her up.Su Zhe rolled on her lap, humming and begging for a hug.

Jinyuan knocked on the door and came in at this stall, but Su Zhe still refused to get up, Xue Wanxiang gritted her teeth and wanted to twist her ears.

Jin Yuan turned her eyes away from them and put the oilcloth bag on the table. Su Zhe asked what it was?While talking, he got up and lifted the tarpaulin.Jin Yuan immediately turned her back, and quickly conveyed the instructions of the door master and his wife, taking advantage of Su Zhe and the eldest young mistress in a daze, she slipped out the door in three steps at a time.

With her back against the hanging flower door, Jin Yuan patted her chest and let out a long sigh of relief.

Back in the wing room where Ningyu was not there, she flung herself under the warm quilt, the scene she saw just now when she opened the page of the book kept flashing in her mind. The posture, a certain place is tightly stuck together.For some reason, she immediately thought of Ningyu.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Who knows that the blush on her face hasn't faded yet, Ningyu entered the room holding a bowl of hot soup.There was a "boom" in Jin Yuan's mind, and her pretty face turned even redder.

"You're back?!" Ningyu carefully put down the bowl, and the smell of ginger could be smelled far away.

"What did you take?" Jin Yuan frowned.

"Ginger soup. Seeing that you have a little fever, I think you caught the wind last night." Ningyu mixed it with a spoon, and said softly, "I asked the kitchen to make it for you. Go to the cold."

Jin Yuan bit her lip and looked at her with complicated eyes. "It's almost May, how can I catch the wind." She said, turning around with a red face.

Ningyu only thought she was delicate, closed the door and walked behind her to comfort her softly: "Isn't it because of the wind that it's so hot just now? I see that your face is flushed, maybe you are still burning."

Said while reaching out to touch her forehead.

Jin Yuan grabbed her hand, turned her head and gave her a hard look: "I told you I don't have a fever!"

"What's the matter?" Ningyu got close to her, the fragrance of her daughter's home diffused, and Jinyuan held her hand, inexplicably thinking of that painting again.

Her heart was beating wildly, she raised her eyes to look at Ningyu's eyes, and gradually the reflection of herself in her eyes was getting closer and closer, at the moment when her lips were about to touch, Jinyuan hooked Ningyu's neck and kissed actively up.

In the main room of Yuancheng Pavilion, Su Zhe and Xue Wanxiang looked at each other, and when their eyes met, they immediately turned away from each other.The little painting was still on the table, and Su Zhe's face was flushed because of Su Zhe's thick skin that had grown increasingly in the past two years.

Xue Wanxiang couldn't bear the strange atmosphere, picked up the account book and hid in the study.Su Zhe looked at her handsome back as if she was running away, and couldn't help but frowned and smiled wickedly.

She was the only one left in the room, Su Zhe got up and closed the door, and opened the picture scroll page by page.

It turns out...it can be like this...

ah! !It's okay! ! !

Su Zhe held his face in his hands, his face became redder the more he looked at it.Turning to the page that Jinyuan accidentally opened, Su Zhe was taken aback, could it be...

No matter how shy it is, I still have to go back to my room at night.The young couple was being groomed by the maids, and Xue Wanxiang was sitting in front of the bronze mirror picking off the earrings. I don't know if it was an illusion, but I always felt that Su Zhe's eyes lingered on her from time to time with a fiery temperature.

After tidying up, the maids left happily, Xue Wanxiang got up and walked to the bed, her black hair was winding down to her waist, Su Zhe leaned on the head of the bed, brushing the black hair on her shoulders.

When her fingertips touched the lapel, Xue Wanxiang trembled slightly.When I looked back, I saw Su Zhe looking at her eyes, the eyes were gentle and gentle, as if she looked at her every time for more than 700 days and nights.

After being anxious all night, my heart suddenly calmed down.Xue Wanxiang followed Su Zhe's hand around her waist, and slowly leaned into her embrace.

In her arms is a reassuring obsession.

In the small town of Baitou on the edge of Chu City, the houses on both sides of Qingshiban Road look like houses.Liu Qingqing walked to the gate and glanced at the room diagonally opposite.The door of the house was open, and the sound of hehehaha could be heard inside.

Cao Youqi, with his long hair tied up in a silver crown, is neatly practicing martial arts and is teaching the two new children how to do horseback riding.

Her injury was gradually recovering. Two months ago, she rented this house and opened the only martial arts gym in the town.

Liu Qingqing was not very happy about it. She had been injured for a hundred days, and after finally recovering from her injury, she was going to practice martial arts again.However, Cao Youqi wrote Su Zhe a letter without saying a word, and Su Zhe replied quickly. As expected of the two of them, they came with a few bank notes.

Cao Youqi asked a high price, and rented the house smoothly, taught students in the front yard, and lived in the back house by himself.

Yes, Cao Youqi lived in the martial arts hall.

Liu Qingqing sighed sullenly.

A fluffy head rubbed against her feet, Liu Qingqing looked down, it was the little milk dog brought back by Cao Youqi, after several months of careful care, the little milk dog grew rapidly and gained more than a circle of fat.

Liu Qingqing patted its head, the little milk dog liked the pretty sister very much, with its two short front legs resting on Liu Qingqing's palm, it barked.

"Little Daidai." Liu Qingqing picked it up and stroked its smooth fur: "Just like Cao Xiaomai."

Xiaodai blinked his wet eyes, and suddenly looked outside the door cleverly.

The footsteps stopped beside her, Liu Qingqing raised her head, and saw the person who was as dumb as Xiao Daidai, standing tall and jade on the steps.

"Sister Liu, who do you think is as dumb as who?" The man had a smile in his eyes, and his warm voice was just like yesterday.