The heroine has a magical style [Red Mansion + Sword III]

Chapter 57.crabapple.

He didn't know that the housekeeper's mind was so against the sky, Qiuqiu was just paralyzed in Shen Junzhi's arms, so lazy that he didn't even want to move a finger.

This is not the first time she has fought against her family Ah Zhi, and it is also not the first time she has collapsed from exhaustion.To be honest, Qiuqiu doesn't dislike the feeling of being exhausted, because every time she is exhausted, she can clearly feel the expansion of her tendons.

And after every exhaustion, the number of knives she swung next time would be more than the last time.Although it's just like one knife or two, but the accumulation is very considerable.

As Ah Zhi carried herself back to the room, and then gently placed her on the bed, letting her lie down and rest, Qiuqiu hummed twice in satisfaction.Shen Junzhi was amused by her, so he stretched out his hand and pinched Qiuqiu's nose.

Qiuqiu grabbed Shen Junzhi's fingers.His fingers were white and slender without any calluses, just like the hands of a pampered young master.But Qiuqiu clearly knows what kind of terrifying power is hidden in those knuckle fingers—her power can be said to be beyond the existence of this world, and she can easily crush her. To what extent, Qiuqiu couldn't imagine.

What is also unimaginable is how much effort this person has put in for this. Qiuqiu considers himself to be hardworking, but he still can't compare to Azhi's one-tenth of it.

Shen Junzhi was holding on to Qiuqiu, and he also lay reclining beside Qiuqiu.Reaching out his hand to lift the strands of hair sticking to the little girl's forehead, he smiled at her and said, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Qiuqiu pouted, turned over and fell into Shen Junzhi's arms, and said with some dissatisfaction: "It seems that I don't go to the Three Treasures Palace for nothing, why come to find Ah Zhi to be embarrassing?"

Shen Junzhi laughed lightly, unceremoniously pinched Qiuqiu's nose again, and said: "Because you are a little heartless, and you never want to come to me when you have nothing to do."

As he said that, he also pretended to be sad and said: "I'm an old man, how can there be any of your little sisters to please you?"

This tone was almost the same as that of a grieving woman in the palace. Although Qiuqiu knew that he was doing it on purpose, she still couldn't help but shiver.Shaking the goosebumps all over his body, he patted the back of Shen Junzhi's hand with the ball, freed his red nose, and said in distaste: "Azhi, you should read less scripts, if the uncle sees If you look like this, he will beat you again."

Shen Junzhi didn't like reading scripts, and those stories about talented scholars and beautiful ladies simply bored him.But his baby likes it very much, and he always pesters him to tell it twice about "The Romance of the West Chamber" and "The Peony Pavilion".

Shen Junzhi was not annoyed at being labeled as a "love to read" storybook, he took a bite of Qiuqiu's cheek where there was still a bit of lover's flesh, and Shen Junzhi returned to the topic contentedly Emphasis: "Tell me, what happened?"

The bitten Qiuqiu immediately exploded, and regardless of his weak body, he rushed towards him with all his teeth and claws, and was about to bite back.Shen Junzhi just let her fine white teeth gnaw on his face without avoiding it, and took the opportunity to hug her full, smiling indulgently.

Qiuqiu only felt teeth grinding, and she felt bored if the other party didn't dodge. With a snort, Qiuqiu retracted into Shen Junzhi's arms, and said in a muffled voice, "Sister Tan is going to open a poetry club, I...I won't Make poetry." It's so embarrassing for a cat to compose poetry.

There has never been such a moment, Qiuqiu hopes that he is not only Mingjiao, but Changge or Wanhua.As a Mingjiao, you can skillfully speak the words of your cute Central Plains people, how hard have you worked hard to make this cat?

Qiuqiu opened his mouth to bite a small dried fish that Shen Junzhi took out from his arms, and controlled himself not to cry loudly.

After all, she watched Qiuqiu grow up all the way. Shen Junzhi naturally knew what kind of virtue she was, so he nodded his lips, and said calmly, "kiss me, baby, and I will find a way for you?"

As soon as he said this, he himself felt that something was wrong - everyone in Shengjing knew that the third lady of Rongguo Mansion grew up on His Royal Highness Xuan's lap.However, his baby is no longer the little meat dumpling that he held on his lap in the past.

It was cardamom in the past, but now it is graceful.Therefore, such an action is simply intimacy.

Before he had time to say anything, his lips were suddenly covered with warmth, Shen Junzhi's whole body froze, but his limbs were one step faster than his reason.

Shen Junzhi wrapped his arms around Qiuqiu's waist.Different from the soft lump many years ago, the waist in his palm is now slender, but it is flexible and strong due to years of martial arts practice.

On the big bed where King Xuan had always lived alone, two figures in white robes overlapped.Shen Junzhi freed up his other hand and lifted the white veil in front of him. Two pairs of eyes of different colors stared at each other. .

The lips and tongue are like lingering blades, the man's slightly dry lips rolled over the girl's plump lips little by little, engulfing her plump lips and sucking lightly.

Qiuqiu's reaction was not as shy as he imagined, in fact, this little girl seemed to never know what shyness was in front of Shen Junzhi.

Qiuqiu actively stretched out the tip of her bright red tongue to lick the corner of Shen Junzhi's mouth, and then swipe back and forth on his lower lip, slowly moistening Shen Junzhi's somewhat dry lips.

Until Shen Junzhi let go of the fingers gathered at the back of Qiuqiu's neck, the little girl chased the man's soft lips unsatisfactorily—as if, this is some fun new thing.

Sensing the heat rising from his body and the unfavorable condition of his lower body, Shen Junzhi sighed deeply and took a look at the little girl whose eyes were completely innocent and incomprehensible. Opening the waist that had been imprisoned in the palm, she stepped back a few inches calmly.

"Ah Zhi, you steal dried fish!" Probably regaining some energy, he smashed his mouth, blinked his eyes, and smiled wickedly at Shen Junzhi.

She just said, there is no brother Miao who doesn't like to eat small dried fish.Although in the past Ah Zhi always showed a lack of interest in the small snacks she ate, but just now she clearly tasted a little spiced dried fish on Ah Zhi's lips.

It really is a child.

Shen Junzhi sighed, and took out the small dried fish wrapped in oil paper that was left in his arms and handed it to Qiuqiu.

Raising his arms to cover his eyes, Shen Junzhi concealed the bloodshot eyes just aroused by desire.He knew from a long time ago that he liked Baoyu, but he never thought that he would have to face his desire for that little girl so soon.

Qiuqiu is always happy when there is something to eat.He happily peeled off the paper bag, stuffed a piece into Shen Junzhi's mouth first, and then Qiuqiu began to gnaw on himself.

The small whitebait, a specialty of Menghe, is slowly deep-fried in oil. While it is hot, it is first sprinkled with a layer of five-spice powder, and then sprinkled with a layer of ground pine nuts.Not only does it not taste greasy, but it has a rosin.

Shen Junzhi was afraid that Qiuqiu would be greedy and would not eat later, so he only prepared a small bag.Qiuqiu ate one by himself, and stuffed one into Shen Junzhi's mouth. After a while, they ate up the small package of five-spice whitebait.

Cats have a limited amount of food, and Qiuqiu came here after a premature meal. Now that he ate half a pack of dried fish, he was able to make it up.

Getting into Shen Junzhi's arms, Qiuqiu unceremoniously occupied one of his arms, took his hand and put it on his belly, and moaned to him, "I want to rub my belly~"

At this time, he still came to tease him... Shen Junzhi smiled wryly, but obediently used his big hand to gently rub Qiuqiu's soft abdomen.

Qiuqiu was so smoothed that she was almost screaming, and before she was about to fall asleep under the comfort of warm palms, Qiuqiu suddenly realized that she didn't seem to have done her business.

Qiangzi opened his eyes, Qiuqiu frowned and said, "Azhi, you haven't told me yet, what idea did you give me?"

"Huh?" Shen Junzhi's usually clear voice showed a tinge of hoarseness, and his thinking was a little slow. After pondering for a while, Shen Junzhi finally realized what Qiuqiu was saying.

Coughing lightly, Shen Junzhi said softly: "Don't worry, when you go back later, ask Ming Jing to help you carry a pot of crabapple flowers back, and you can use this to start a poetry club. I wrote a few books for you. The first rhymes are all commonly used rhymes, you can always get over it if you memorize a few sentences."

This is also because Shen Junzhi has no choice but to influence the level of his baby, and everyone knows it well.Coupled with the fact that those girls are all excellent in writing, Shen Junzhi didn't expect her to get any ranking, he just asked not to be too embarrassing.

As soon as he heard that he was going to recite poems, Qiuqiu couldn't help but grimaced.But she also knew that this was the best way, so the little girl nodded obediently, wrapped her arms around Shen Junzhi's arm, and closed her eyes against him.

In fact, she didn't have to sleep right now, but she just vaguely felt that it would be the best thing to be able to snuggle up with Ah Zhi like now.

Shen Junzhi was also taught by Mr. Zhang, and some Haitang poems are naturally not a problem. They are deliberately written in a catchy but not very brilliant way, but if this is the case, Qiuqiu still memorized them. Four sentences.

Although Shen Junzhi said it casually, that pot of crabapple flowers was a treasure he specially brought from the Queen Mother.The queen mother also got two pots, one red and one white, because although the queen mother likes plain colors, she only prefers bright red begonias, so Shen Junzhi took the snow-white pot away.

In the middle of the day, when all the sisters gathered together, Qiuqiu carried the pot of crabapples that were as white as snow to the eldest sister's princess mansion.Si Ruo hadn't come out for a long time because of her pregnancy, so her face was also full of joy.Supported by a few maidservants, Zhang Siruo walked slowly.

Yingchun and Tanchun followed behind sister-in-law Zhu, smiling all over their faces.Only Xichun has always been "weak", not to mention playing around with them, even meeting them on a regular basis is rare.

Someone in the princess's mansion had already taken care of it. When Tanchun saw the white crabapple in Baoyu's hand, he took the lead in proposing to use "Begonia" as the title without Baoyu asking.

Naturally, no one disagreed, and even Qiuqiu secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

After a lot of laughing and joking, several people quickly drew up the regulations - limited to one stick of incense, wrote a poem, and chanted Begonia.After dawdling for half a stick of incense, Qiuqiu hastily wrote the four lines of poem written by Shen Junzhi on the paper.Even if there is a rhyme and foot limit, she can't care so much.

It's really ugly. Although the little sisters know that Qiuqiu doesn't like reading, they will inevitably make fun of it.

They drank together in youth, but they didn't know at this time that a destined farewell was close at hand.

In August, wars broke out in the east of Anqing.

#球球: I feel strange today, as if something extraordinary happened. #

#贾珠: Don’t stop me, I’m going to chop up that apprentice! #

The author has something to say: Well, yes.Meow Luo is going to the battlefield.

And, the real benefits of the male protagonist.It's not easy.