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Nan Baoyi swallowed.
The nature of food and color.
But she didn't dare to cross the threshold, covered her eyes, and subconsciously shrank to the corner of the bed, "Second brother, this, isn't this good? I, I, I, I'm not ready yet There are, there are some things, you have to wait for me grow up¡¡"
He was talking nonchalantly, but there was no response from the man.
She carefully looked through her fingers and saw that Xiao Yi had left the soft couch at some point and lay down on the Arhat couch by the window, still holding the red hydrangea in his arms.
Seeming to be aware of her gaze, he gently stroked the red hydrangea, opened his red and phoenix eyes, and his pupils shone with boundless magnificence, "Aren't you sleeping, Jiaojiao?"
Nan Baoyi bit her lip.
There seems to be a sense of loss in my heart.
She fell down on the bed in despair.
The night is getting darker.
After the severe drought, there was more rain in the Jianmenguan area.
The rain was pattering, and the candlelight on the brass candlestick was dim.
Xiao Yi held his chin in one hand and stared at the closed green bamboo tent.
There were occasional rustling sounds in the tent, and the little girl was obviously not asleep yet.
He knew what Nan Jiaojiao was struggling with.
only¡¡
Nan Jiaojiao, who had a crush on him, was so cute and cute that she would touch him while he was sleeping, making him unable to help but want to tease her again.
He licked his thin lips and gently stroked the red hydrangea with his fingertips, outlining the ambiguity that seemed to be there but not there.
In the green bamboo tent, a low voice suddenly asked: "Second brother, are you asleep?"
Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows, closed his eyes and lay down.
Nan Baoyi opened the curtain nervously.
The candlelight was dim, the powerful minister was lying on the couch with his arms around the red hydrangea, and he had probably fallen asleep.
She got down quietly and touched the window like a thief.
She lay beside his pillow, her eyes bright: "Second brother?"
No response.
The young man in the candlelight has a jade-like appearance and smooth bones. His phoenix eyes outline a different kind of romance, and he has a beauty that enchants the common people.
Nan Baoyi swallowed.
She quietly turned over on the couch and knelt down beside his pillow.
She pushed her silky blue hair to one side, leaned down, and nervously approached him.
In her previous life, she saw Cheng Deyu and Nan Yan being affectionate.
After Cheng Deyu left, Nan Yan proudly asked her if Cheng Deyu had ever kissed her.
Nan Yan said that if she likes someone, she can't help but kiss her on the lips. Cheng Deyu often kisses her.
Nan Yan also said that there were countless beauties accompanying guests in the flower house, but their patrons would hardly touch their lips because those patrons did not love them.
Nan Baoyi stared at the lips that were so close.
These are the lips of a powerful minister!
Her heartbeat was beating like a deer, and she slowly moved closer.
Perhaps she felt that the posture was too awkward, so she adjusted it to a position where she was kneeling beside Xiao Yi.
She put one hand on the couch and the other on the quilt.
She pouted.
Seeing that he was about to stick to him, Xiao Yi, who was supposed to be sleeping, suddenly let out a long sigh.
He slowly opened his red phoenix eyes.
The little girl in front of her pursed her lips. She was so surprised and frightened that her fair and delicate little face was almost distorted, like a little canary surrounded by a curtain of rain with nowhere to escape.
He raised his hand and caressed her face helplessly. His eyes were dark and his voice was hoarse: "You have touched my brother's treasure."
baby?
Nan Baoyi blinked.
His eyes slowly fell on his left hand.
Her left hand was pressed on the quilt. Judging from this position, it was vaguely
The powerful minister's
Well.
The rouge color spreads little by little on the cheeks, until the pink neck is quietly red.
Through the mattress, she could even feel that the thing seemed
Growing up
However, the powerful minister did not seem to notice her embarrassment and embarrassment. He smiled and said casually: "If the button is broken, what will my brother's wife do in the future?"
Nan Baoyi¡¯s face was full of words.
She quickly backed away and rubbed her hands together, but she felt the more she rubbed them, the dirtier they became.
Her eyelashes were stained with crystal tears. She ran to the washstand in embarrassment and put her hands onI washed it three or five times until my skin was rosy.
She refused to even look at Xiao Yi, turned around and rushed to the bed.
Xiao Yi sat cross-legged, holding a red hydrangea leisurely.
Is his baby dirty?
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? I feel so disgusted even across the quilt. What should I do if I get married in the future?
¡°Tsk, this little girl really doesn¡¯t know how to enjoy happiness.
It rained heavily at night.
In the sound of rain, the sound of Huqin suddenly sounded like weeping and complaining.
Xiao Yi opened the window.
Across the rain curtain, under the verandah of the Zen room opposite, lanterns were swaying gently in the wind.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Gu Chongshan is sitting on an armchair with a sword and a golden horse, and is playing the huqin slowly.
Xiao Yi sneered: "Hey, Jiaojiao, come and see, she's nine thousand years old playing the huqin."
Nine thousand years old playing the huqin?
Nan Baoyi hurriedly poked his little head out of the tent.
Speaking of which, Gu Chongshan¡¯s musical attainments were so astonishing that even the musicians in the palace were ashamed of himself, and the huqin was even more outstanding!
It¡¯s just that he rarely plays a musical instrument. He only plays the piano to relieve his boredom when he is troubled.
She ran to the window barefoot.
Xiao Yi opened his arms towards her: "Hug."
Nan Baoyi is tangled.
She is still embarrassed about what happened just now, but this guy forgets quickly.
It¡¯s better to forget quickly, so as to save her from further embarrassment.
She thought, Xiao Yi had already put her on the couch and covered her tender feet with a quilt, "Is it cold?"
"not cold."
Nan Baoyi shook his head obediently and looked across the rain curtain curiously.
Gu Chongshan wore a navy blue uniform embroidered with gold thread and sea cloud pattern. Through the rain, mist and fire, he could vaguely see his red lips and white teeth, and his elegant posture.
The ebony harp emitted a curling sound in his hand, which was melodious and mournful. Together with the sound of the pounding rain, it really lingered around for three days, lasting for a long time.
Nan Baoyi listened intently.
Sometimes I am amazed, sometimes I am sad, sometimes I am happy, but I can actually understand the joy, anger, sorrow and joy in the music.
Xiao Yi's face gradually darkened.
He called Nan Jiaojiao over to talk to her and enjoy the night rain together.
Gu Chongshan is just a piano player.
He was displeased: "Nan Jiaojiao, do you think it sounds good?"
"Of course. His musical attainments, which are nine thousand years old, are among the best in the world. Second brother, what do you think when you listen to this huqin?"
Although he knew that Gu Chongshan had good attainments, Xiao Yi still lazily criticized: "It's like playing the huqin in the grave. In the future, a hundred years from now, I can invite him to come and play the huqin at my funeral."
Nan Baoyi: ""
A night of silence.
The next day.
When Nan Baoyi woke up, Xiao Yi had disappeared.
According to Yuwei, it seems that he went out with Gu Chongshan again.
After she had washed herself and dressed up, she came in and reported: "Miss, the child's illness has become more serious."
Nan Baoyi was surprised: "What's more serious? Didn't he drink the decoction prescribed by the old doctor yesterday?"
"But when the slave just passed by, his forehead was hot and he kept mumbling in a coma." Chang Xin said with a serious face, "The slave tried to exorcise him, but it didn't work."
Practice to drive away evil spirits
Nan Baoyi rubbed his eyebrows and was speechless.
"In addition, the fourth girl also caught wind and cold last night and is bedridden now." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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