In the dimly lit room, a low voice called out the word "duanjin", Song Qingyi's churning feelings slowly calmed down, feeling the quiet and obedient figure in his arms, and some impulses suddenly arose in his heart.

Probably didn't get a response, Qi Runyun screamed again, and as soon as the words fell, he felt that his whole person was in the air, and then his back tightened, and he was hugged and placed on the bed.

Song Qingyi casually pulled the bed tent to hide Qi Runyun's exclamations and other movements.

When Song Qingyi woke up again, it was already dusk, and through the bed tent, he could faintly see some lights outside the window.

Because Song Qingyi locked himself in the room as soon as he came back, and Qi Runyun was also dragged in by him as soon as he came back, so it can be said that he didn't eat a grain of rice in the afternoon, and it was the stomach of protest that woke him up right now.

Moving his somewhat numb hand, Song Qingyi turned his head to look at the person sleeping on his hand. Because of the dim light, he could only see the person with the quilt on his waist, and his porcelain-white skin shone in the dim light.

Song Qingyi frowned, even if he couldn't see clearly, he could imagine the mess on Qi Runyun's body. Carefully withdrawing his hand and putting on the messy clothes around him, Song Qingyi himself felt a little hot - even in the previous life, when he was kept in the dark and his junior sister was the hottest, he had never been so ridiculous. got out of bed and gave instructions to Guan Bi, who was guarding outside, and then turned on the lamp in the room, and then had the time to check the appearance of his own Zhengjun.

Qi Runyun's hair was half scattered, and because the quilt only reached his waist, his long hair almost covered half of his body, and the skin leaking out of it looked even paler against the background.

Song Qingyi showed that he checked it, and saw that he was just a little red, so he went to fetch the hot water sent by Guan Bi and planned to clean it up for others, but he didn't think that although he fell asleep tiredly, he was not woken up by the movement of Song Qingyi's palm lamp, but as soon as the warm cloth towel touched his body, Qi Runyun opened his eyes in a little daze.

It was probably the fog of waking up that made Qi Runyun sweep away his usual calm and cold appearance, and he squinted at people and looked a little stunned, "What's wrong?" After asking, he came to his senses before he came to his senses, and his expression suddenly stopped from being stunned, and then although he put away his expression, he also turned red in his ears, which made Song Qingyi find that although his face was not red when he was embarrassed, in addition to the pinna, even his neck and chest would be red.

Because at first, I didn't find that the quilt only covered my waist, and then I was embarrassed to pull the quilt under Song Qingyi's gaze, for fear of drawing people's attention to my body, so Qi Runyun changed and Song Qingyi in front of the bed found out at once. However, for the sake of Zhengjun's thin-skinned ears, Song Qingyi had to hold back a smile, "Seeing that you are asleep, I originally wanted to clean it up for you." ”

In the end, the cloth towel was naturally taken away by Qi Runyun - it was really taken away, Song Qingyi knew for the first time that this person had such an excited action - Song Qingyi was sent to get dinner.

Because it was already night, Guan Bi was worried that the two masters who had not eaten dinner would wake up hungry at night, and they were afraid that the time would be too late and they would use too much food, so they and Lingbao found a casserole and simply made a meat porridge to warm it. At this time, the master asked and sent it over.

By the time Song Qingyi brought the porridge back, Qi Runyun had already put on his middle coat - although there were many folds on it that were already uneven.

"Come and have a bite to eat." Song Qingyi put down the pot and beckoned.

After sitting down, the two of them ate porridge quietly, Song Qingyi didn't explain his abrupt actions tonight, and Qi Runyun didn't even want to ask him why he did it. Song Qingyi, who was thinking about how to reveal the past, was a little curious.

Asking the question, Song Qingyi didn't expect to get an unexpected answer.

"This is the master, a modest wife, serving...... It's a matter of duty. In the words, because of Song Qingyi's gaze, he finally changed his name, but the answer he said made Song Qingyi depressed, but Qi Runyun thought about it and added, "However, it is not good to prostitute during the day." ”

Seeing that his own Zhengjun was seriously persuading him, Song Qingyi, who had found that Zhengjun was embarrassed, was suddenly speechless-this is ...... Perform duties? Just fulfillment?

I can't tell if it's depression or what it feels like, Song Qingyi's originally better mood suddenly became cloudy again.

In the next few days, Song Qingyi went out early and returned late every day because of the awkwardness in his heart, and Qi Runyun didn't seem to notice his abnormality and was even busier than him, the main master who came to study, sometimes Song Qingyi came back, he didn't necessarily come back, which made him feel a little depressed even more badly.

This time, Song Qingyi, who came to follow Lao Zheng Tou to watch people burn mines, and then watched craftsmen burn colors, finally couldn't bear to find his own Zhengjun - although he went out early and returned late because of his awkwardness, why did his Zhengjun learn clay busier than him. And so late in the evening, the craftsmen went back to rest, what could he do?

The place where the wood is pinched is actually not far from the kiln where Song Qingyi is located, but because the kiln near the north of the mountain and the kiln in the south are two back-facing roads, the two of them will never meet, not to mention that the craftsmen who knead the mold don't need to move, almost all of them stay in the row of bungalows in the north of the mountain, and Qi Runyun has been in one place for a few days.

Song Qingyi is naturally easy to find someone, just entered the bungalow, the craftsman inside has long known that the eldest young master of the owner family is in the kiln factory these days, and it seems that the clothes and accessories of people are different from those of craftsmen, and they don't know who it is. The craftsmen wanted to get up and salute, but Song Qingyi waved his hand to stop them, and the junior apprentices who came over with Song Qingyi had already listened to the instructions and knew who the eldest young master was looking for, so they immediately pointed the way.

Although Qi Runyun and Song Qingyi are here to learn, but after all, they are masters, and the craftsmen will not really let them all stay in such a messy environment, so the place where Qi Runyun stays is specially organized, although it is not much clean, but at least it is neat, all kinds of materials are placed on the shelves according to the name, and a large case is placed in the middle, on which there are various tools used in pinching molds, and Qi Runyun is in front of the table, his sleeves are tied high, revealing his thin and white arms - but at the moment it is covered with all kinds of wet soil and sand ash - Stirring up a clay clay and twisting your fingers from time to time to feel it, then grabbing a handful from the basket of materials on the side and adding it to it.

Song Qingyi looked at the person in front of him who looked serious and didn't notice him at all, and the little awkwardness in his heart turned into a sigh.

Qi Runyun's personality can understand most of it even if he hasn't been in contact for a long time, can such a stubborn and serious person give other answers when he has the big trouble before marriage? On the contrary, it is himself, and having an awkward feeling for such a Qi Runyun is what he should think about.