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? This fire burned up the wing rooms of Qianhusuo, and there was almost no possibility of moving in. Yang Jin even wondered if this was considered as flooding the Dragon King Temple.
Although Wen Qian acted recklessly and didn't discuss with others, but at this point, it was hard to get over it, so he had no choice but to make mistakes.
When Yang Jin took the burden from Shi Baichuan, he secretly instructed him: "Go and check Lord Yan's sister."
The latter immediately squinted knowingly.
*
Yan Changhan's residence is in an alley not far from the inn. The courtyard is square and slightly tortuous, much like a three-entry courtyard in Beijing.
He quickly tidied up a spacious and bright wing room and led Wen Qian and the two into it, while being very apologetic: "Brother Yang laughed at the humble house."
Wen Qian hugged Yang Jin's arm immediately, and thanked him with a smile, "No, it's much better than staying in an inn. Thank you Lord Yan for your help."
"Where are the siblings, it should be."
However, Yang Jin asked in a timely and unobtrusive manner: "I wonder if our interruption will cause inconvenience to Lingmei?"
"Brother Yang is worrying too much." Yan Changhan waved his hands and said with a smile, "Little sister has always been docile and will never care about such trivial matters. You can rest assuredshe is still resting right now, and I will bring her back when I have free time." See you two."
Hearing this tone, he was already at the mansion, so he nodded in no hurry, and only politely said, "Don't bother me".
"You have worked so hard on my case, why are you doing nothing like this. If you need anything, just ask Abba." Yan Changhan was polite for a while, and before he left, he still reminded him earnestly, " I heard it's been three months, and it's still not stable, you Take it easy."
Yang Jin: ""
How long will this bastard show last!
After the other party closed the door intimately, Wen Qian let go of his hand, rubbed his neck and sat down at the table, patted his face that was about to freeze from smiling, "I'm so exhausted, I choked on so much cigarettes, Even the clothes are dirty" After finishing speaking, she blamed the latter, "Look at how much I sacrificed."
"Who asked you to come with me." Yang Jin shook his head.
"If I don't come with you, do you dare to visit the boudoir at night?" Wen Qian raised her eyebrows and asked, pretending to be clear, "Oh, did I spoil your good deed?"
"Don't talk nonsense." He frowned slightly, "After all, she is a girl who has not left the cabinet."
The latter suddenly snorted softly, and said in an unclear voice, "So, I'm not a girl who hasn't left the court?"
Her words made Yang Jin startled unexpectedly, and hurriedly said: "I didn't mean that"
"Who cares what you mean." Wen Qian stretched his waist, got up and ordered him, "I'm going to change clothes, you turn around."
Yang Jin felt a little helpless, so he had no choice but to follow suit.
The wing room of Yan's house is not big, perhaps it was prepared hastily, there is no screen or partition in it, and it seems that there is no other way to see when you look up and look down.
Wen Qian picked out a clean shirt from her bag, made a gesture, bowed her head and began to untie the belt.
It was getting dark, and a wintersweet gauze lantern had already been lit in the house. The plum blossoms in the lampshade and the shadow behind him were casting on the wall opposite him. The beauty in the flowers clearly outlined a slender and exquisite curve.
On Buying's waist, there was a sharp point in the round arc, Yang Jin was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly looked away.
After all, he is a young man with a youthful vigor, and he has not calmed down from the previous slip of the tongue. Hearing the rustling of changing clothes in his ears, he felt a little distracted, and the blood all over his body rushed up uncontrollably.
Later, Yang Jin suddenly thought aimlessly: Does she trust herself so much?
As soon as this thought came out, the turbulent waves that filled my heart were forced back.
He turned his face away to look at the painted cabinet on the other side, carefully counting the strands of hair of each character on it.
Just counting to sixty-nine, there was the sound of wind whispering in his ears, before he could look back, a robe fell from the sky and covered him with a pocket.
Yang Jin stretched out his hand to grab it, and when he touched it, there was a warm fragrance. Before he could react, the second thing followed.
Covering her head and body in layers, Yang Jin finally rescued herself from the clothes, only to find out that it was her coat when she looked closely.
His fingertips instantly went numb like an electric shock.
"you¡¡"
Just as he was about to turn around, the pillow brought a strong wind and smashed his eyebrows and eyes right in the face.
 Only then did she reach out to fill the empty glass, and drank it down in one gulp as if nothing had happened.
Although covered by a thick curtain, Yang Jin didn't dare to wash for too long due to Wen Qian's inhuman teasing, so he hurriedly wiped off the water and changed into dark clothes first.
It was quiet all around, and the expected ups and downs never happened.
He suddenly felt a little worried, and he lifted the quilt to look over without putting on his robe.
The slightly flickering candle shadow hit the sleeping face of the person at the table, and the long eyelashes cast a shadow under her eyes. Wen Qian was still holding the celadon cup in his hand, but he didn't know when he fell asleep.
Considering that she stayed up all night last night without rest, and was busy with Lingge's affairs today, it is reasonable for her to be so tired.
Yang Jin sighed with some helpless and ambiguous emotions, and was more or less relieved.
He approached as quietly as possible, stretched out his arms while bending down, wrapped one arm around her neck, and wrapped the other arm around her leg, and picked her up with almost no effort.
Ba Bu has a blanket on the mattress, but there is only one quilt.
In order to remove the festive barrier nailed to the wall, Yang Jin really took some time until thin sweat dripped from his forehead, but he still couldn't keep the brocade quilt intact.
With guilt towards Yan Changhan, he carefully unfolded it and covered Wen Qian.
She seemed to be in a deep sleep, motionless.
Yang Jin blew out the lamp, and sat down beside the bed in a state of mind.
Night, one room, two people.
Her even breathing came from his ears, and together with the water vapor around him, it looked moist and warm. When he lowered his eyes, he still thought quietly: "Are you so defenseless against me?"
After thinking about it this way, even Yang Jin himself couldn't understand whether he would like to hear an affirmative answer or a negative answer.
His eyes hadn't adapted to the darkness yet, and there was a large swath of lingering black mist, but when he bent down, he was able to accurately kiss her eyes.
The lips seem to feel the beating of the pulse, which is weak, soft, and sultry. The warm breath sprayed on his slightly damp neck, causing a tingle of itching in the coolness.
After a while, Yang Jin straightened up slowly, the person in sight was still motionless, he was inexplicably relieved when he was dreaming, and then went to the window to guard.
The moment he turned around, Wen Qian quietly opened his eyes on the bed.
There was a faint residual warmth in her right eye. She raised her hand and pressed it for a long time, her eyes fell on the shadow in front of the window, and she closed her eyes after a while.
*
As if she knew something would happen at night, Wen Qian woke up naturally when she fell asleep.
Yang Jin was about to go out when she was beaten back by a shoe.
"You want to sneak behind my back again What are you doing?"
He picked up the embroidered shoes and returned to the bed helplessly, "Just go out and have a look, don't you want to sleep longer?"
She had already sat on the edge of the bed, kicking her shoes in the dark, "I came here specifically to sleep? It's better to sleep soundly in the inn."
Wen Qian found a dark cloak to put on. Although it was not as good as Yang Jin's special night clothes made by Jin Yiwei, it would not make her look as dazzling as a candle at night.
"It's convenient for me to be here now, let's go and see that girl Yan." Wen Qian patted the wrinkled skirt flat, and then asked, "Did Yan Changhan call you?"
Yang Jin shook his head: "The lights in the room are all off, he has always been sensible, so why would he bother?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt something was wrong. Fortunately, Wen Qian didn't think much about it at all, but just nodded thoughtfully.
The two of them walked out of the room. Except for the dim yellow lights hung near the hanging flower door and the corridor, the courtyard was all gloomy black. Wen Qian and Yang Jin leaned against the wall and moved around among the flowers like thieves.
The Yan family is not big, and Aba is the only servant in the house, not to mention who will watch the night, so this journey can be said to be unimpeded.
Go around the second door from the screen wall, and the west chamber is in front of it. There are bead curtains shaking under the twilight, and it must be the boudoir of the young lady of the Yan family.
Originally, Yang Jin was clearing the way ahead, but stopped three feet away from the west window, and turned his head to signal her, "Go and see, I'll wait for you here."
"Are you so honest?" Wen Qian said with a smile, "What if I saw something good like last time at Old Man Murong's house, what should I do?"
He smiled helplessly, "What can I do, just remember to hold your breath."
Wen Qian snorted softly, "I definitely won't call you."
He said so much that he wanted to look like it.
Yang Jin nudged her with both laughter and laughter, "Okay, let's go."
Wen Qian staggered forward, and was about to tease again, when a black shadow suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.
She was not blind, neither was Yang Jin, and they both saw it almost at the same time.
The speed of the shadow is not fast, but at the moment when it is hard to see, it is impossible to determine whether it is a human or a dog.
Wen Qian lowered her voice: "Chun Shan?"
Really lingering.
Yang Jin hummed noncommittally, the previous relaxed expression disappeared, and he became serious instantly.
"I'll go and have a look." He frowned and ordered quickly, "Stay here and don't wander around, wait for me to come back." After thinking for a while, he added, "Run if you are in danger."
"I know." (Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com)Sighing, a black shadow suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.
She was not blind, neither was Yang Jin, and they both saw it almost at the same time.
The speed of the shadow is not fast, but at the moment when it is hard to see, it is impossible to determine whether it is a human or a dog.
Wen Qian lowered her voice: "Chun Shan?"
Really lingering.
Yang Jin hummed noncommittally, the previous relaxed expression disappeared, and he became serious instantly.
"I'll go and have a look." He frowned and ordered quickly, "Stay here and don't wander around, wait for me to come back." After thinking for a while, he added, "Run if you are in danger."
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