Get on the wrong sedan chair and marry the right wolf

Ling Xueji: "..."

Qu Quan got up and walked to the table, opened the food box, took out a bowl of wontons that were almost like jelly, and walked to Xue Ji with them, and carefully prepared chopsticks.

"The fifth stall in Yude Square on You Street, do you want to try it?"

Ling Xueji took the bowl and chopsticks from her hand, looked inside, "It's all cold."

Qu Quan reached out his hand to touch the wonton bowl, and realized later, "It seems to be..." Sensing Ling Xueji's gaze on his face, he turned his head away like an electric shock, "Then I'll heat it up for you?"

Ling Xueji: "..."

Qu Quan: "..."

Ling Xueji scratched her head with one hand, "Will it break the skin?"

Qu Quan thought for a while and looked into the bowl, "The skin is already broken."

Ling Xueji: "..."

Qu Quan: "..."

Holding the wonton bowl, Ling Xueji couldn't find a place to put it, "But I bought everything, if I don't eat it, isn't it a waste of food?"

Qu Quan moved a small wooden table, "Then let's fish out the broken ones and eat the good ones?"

Ling Xueji: "Then let Huamei bring some hot water over for a change? If you eat cold in the middle of the night, you will have a stomachache."

Qu Quan: "Well, this is a good way, you wait for me to go out and talk about it." After the words fell, he walked out as if fleeing from a disaster.

"Hey wait!" Ling Xueji hurriedly grabbed Qu Quan's wide sleeves. She thought it was inappropriate to go out hastily like this, but it turned out that it was good because Qu Quan was walking too fast, and the sleeves were caught behind her. The soles of the feet slipped and the whole person fell backwards.Ling Xueji's eyes widened before she had time to react, Ziying pressed herself straight in front of her, Qu Quan had only time to turn around in desperation, and bumped into a bowl of wontons head-on——

"Ahhhh!!!"

"sorry Sorry sorry!!"

"My eyes! My eyes are going blind!"

"I, I, I, I will help you wipe and you don't move!"

"Ah! It's so cold flowing in!"

"Then I, I, and I will help you untie your clothes?"

……

Thrush and Jiji, who were ordered to wait outside the house, heard the movement, looked at each other, and saw a sense of relief in each other's eyes.

Huamei happily clapped her hands, but didn't dare to make a real clap, "That's great, I thought our adults were shy, but I didn't expect it to be so soon!"

Ji Ji also patted his chest and let out a long sigh of relief, "Yeah, we can meet up tomorrow."

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In Shangshu's dormitory, Qu Quan's clothes were messed up and he sat with Ling Xueji on the bed board where the bedding had been removed. On the small wooden table in front of the bed, there was a bowl of wontons left alone, and the remains of the rest of the wontons were already together with the bedding. Hang it on a hanger and let it dry naturally.

Ling Xueji wanted to scratch his head, but due to the dirt on his hands, he had to hold back, and looked at Qu Quan apologetically, his normally energetic face showed a bit of aggrieved look, "If you don't Change your clothes, you will catch cold at night."

"Hey." Qu Quan waved his hand, "Let me calm down first, I never met you—forget it, I'll continue to calm down first."

"I'm sorry..." Ling Xueji's voice was thin and weak, staring straight at the purple jade hook on the bed curtain with a pair of eyes, almost breaking the hook with his eyes.

Qu Quan almost spent her whole life squeezing out five words from between her teeth, "It's not your fault." As she spoke, she got up and walked to Sixi Linmen's nanmu wardrobe, opened the cabinet and stared in thought, tracing back the thousand-year-old thoughts from Pangu. Flying out of the universe and then falling back into his dormitory, "Wow--" he rolled up his sleeves and closed the closet, startling Ling Xueji who was sitting tremblingly behind the curtain.

In a good mood, Jiji and Thrush, who turned their backs to Shangshu's dormitory, were watching the lotus at the beginning of the moon, when they were suddenly startled by the door of the room that was thrown open behind them.

"grown ups!"

The two first bowed their heads and gave a blessing, then looked up, but saw their lord standing inside the door with a gloomy face, not at all like the appearance after the spring breeze.But his eyes immediately flowed to the layers of open skirts like flower petals, and the beautiful collarbone dripping with unknown crystal liquid, and he immediately felt relieved.

"What are you looking at?" Qu Quan's face darkened once again.

Huamei and Jiji quickly denied, "It's nothing, nothing big."

Qu Quan didn't bother to care about their little girls' thoughts, so he directly ordered them, "Go and prepare some hot water."

"Yes." Huamei and Jiji finished their answer and were about to leave but were stopped again.

"return."

"What else does your lord want?"

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Ling Xueji felt a little uneasy staying alone in the room, she didn't know what happened to her today, every time Qu Quan said a word, every time she stayed by her side, she would feel a disobedient cat's paw scratching her heart Come and scratch.Every move affects the frequency of her heartbeat, as if the invisible miasma that spits out blurs her eyes and her heart.

Wherever he looked, there was purple that belonged to that person.Purple jade hooks, purple bead curtains, purple window screens... The deep and light purples complement each other and linger on each other, forming a dream filled with purple smoke, occupying all the fantasy dreams in her mind.

Even though she had been divorced for several months, she was sitting on the bed like a newlywed, quietly waiting for her husband's arrival.The slight breeze coming from the side of the window lattice can always cause ripples in the heart lake.

The sound of footsteps came slowly, followed by the sound of bead curtains colliding, very clear and eloquent, like the collision of jade bells in her boudoir when she was in Wu Jun.The fingers gathered on the skirt were tightly packed one by one, kneading the azalea embroidered with brocade silk into a ball.

"Xue Ji?"

"Ah?" Ling Xueji looked up suddenly, and saw Qu Quan standing there in messy clothes. She always liked purple clothes, and the inner and outer robes were turned out layer by layer. They were also deep and shallow purple. It is a group of blooming purple lotus.In the center of the stamen is a piece of snow-moist skin, and the delicate and slender collarbone lies under the slender neck, rising and falling with the breath, echoing the layered purple, which is moist and moving.

"What are you thinking? Quickly bring the wontons, I brought hot water."

Only then did Ling Xueji realize that Qu Quan had a kettle and a large porcelain bowl in his hands.It seemed that he really wanted hot wontons, and he was annoyed at what he was doing with those weird ideas just now, but fortunately Qu Quan couldn't read minds, otherwise he would be ashamed to death.

Seeing Ling Xueji pounding her head and stomping her feet, Qu Quan really didn't know what she was doing, so he simply put the things on the table and fetched wonton hot.While filling the porcelain bowl with a kettle, she raised her head to look at Ling Xueji. After looking at it for a while, a smile appeared in her brows and eyes.

"What were you thinking just now?"

Ling Xueji jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, "I, I didn't think about anything! You read it wrong!"

"Oh~" Qu Quan nodded knowingly, poured hot water, put the chaotic bowl together into a large porcelain bowl to heat.Then he walked up to Ling Xueji with his hands behind his back, followed her gaze, and pretended to be surprised: "It seems that my hook for the bed curtain is really beautiful, and it is so favored by Miss Taishou."

"What the hell!" Ling Xueji quickly looked away, and puffed her cheeks to deny it, "I'm not looking at the hook! I don't care if I have as many broken hooks as I have when I'm at home!"

Qu Quan raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you looking at the hook?"

Ling Xueji raised her head, "Of course not!"

Qu Quan tilted his head, "Then what are you thinking?"

"I..." Ling Xueji knew that she had found her way, so she could only make up a reason, "I, I was thinking that you don't change your clothes, isn't it uncomfortable to wear?"

She didn't mention Qu Quan, but she really forgot, it's the middle of spring, and the candles in the house are as bright as day, and incense is everywhere, so she doesn't feel cold with her lapels open, and she gets used to it after a long time.Hearing this, Qu Quan looked down at his disheveled skirt, turned around to change, but after seeing the suspicious light red on Ling Xueji's face, he turned back and sat down next to Ling Xueji.

Ling Xueji quickly distanced herself from her as far as possible, "What are you doing!"

Qu Quan didn't seem to see her panic, and said calmly: "Since you are worried that I will feel uncomfortable wearing it, then you can help me untie it."