"Who is this?" said with a smile, "Isn't this my eldest brother's sweetheart?

Xia Yucheng's bright eyes flashed, pursed his lips and smiled, Feng Hao was in a good mood, and naturally he didn't have the same knowledge as him.

Seeing that they didn't speak, Yan Ziqing glanced at Feng Hao meaningfully, and then said, "Please, Sister Orange, you should come a few days early! ”

After speaking, he deliberately pretended to have a wry smile on his face.

"Yan San, are you really fake?, is Lord Feng such a naïve child?" Xia Yucheng asked.

"Absolutely......" Yan Ziqing's voice changed, "It's not ......"

Even though the savior was here, he still stopped the joke, for fear that the faint gentleman would be unhappy, and let him fly back and forth a few more times, and he would be miserable.

"Yan San, take care of yourself!" Feng Hao said in a deep voice, patted him on the shoulder, took Xia Yucheng's hand and turned to leave.

"Big brother, Sister Orange...... I just came back and have a chat with me...... Big brother, Sister Orange is here, when will you let me go?" Yan Ziqing shouted at their backs, but those two people who fell into sweetness, how could they have time to accompany him?

There is no humanity of the opposite sex!

He smiled and shook his head, looked at the cloister that was already empty, sat on the floor, looked at the dark sky, thought of Anno and his son, and returned to his heart like an arrow.

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Back in the inner courtyard, Xia Yucheng did not enter the house, but leaned on the pillars of the cloister and looked at the sky overhead.

There were no stars tonight, and the night was like a black cloth, propped up in the sky.

"What are you looking at?" asked in a low voice as Feng Hao wrapped his arms around her waist from behind.

"Are the stars still there?"

"Of course, it's just that the clouds are thick and blocked. ”

"Is it the one we saw in City A?" The night was very deep, and Xia Yucheng's heart became heaving and heavy.

Feng Hao bit her earlobe and asked in a dumb voice, "Why did you come here and be homesick?"

"Do you think City A is my home, too?" she was indeed homesick, especially on this quiet night.

"Don't pick on my speech, you know what I'm talking about. ”

She turned her head to look at him, and the night blurred his face and blurred his eyes, so that he, who looked fierce and strict on weekdays, had a faint tenderness.

Xia Yucheng smiled and asked him softly, "Hao, how long do you want me to stay here?"

The qiē here is so unfamiliar, some of the servants in the wind house can't speak Chinese, does she still need to learn Japanese in the future?

Xia Yucheng thought that if she got out of this gate, she might become a mute.

Feng Hao laughed in a low voice: "You will stay as long as I stay." ”

She wanted to say something, but he leaned down and kissed her softly.

Kiss her smooth forehead, kiss her curled eyelashes, kiss her narrow beautiful eyes, kiss the tip of her lovely nose, kiss her sweet lip flaps......

The cold and thin lips on weekdays, but they always make such a tender gesture when they are emotional, and they can always leave a warm kiss that makes her fall in love.

Feng Hao carried her into the bedroom and pressed her against the tatami mats.

"What's wrong with you?" she blushed, a little embarrassed. Isn't he too ...... in this matter?

Feng Hao didn't speak, just looked at her deeply, looking straight into her pure black eyes, then lowered his head again and kissed her on the lips.

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