The sun is warm and the fragrance is fragrant.

As soon as Yurong opened his eyes, he saw the man's beautiful and picturesque face.

He sat on a sandalwood chair, his left hand supporting his forehead, his fingers were slender, and his bones were as clear as bamboo, lean but full of strength. The ink hair fell on the snow-white brocade robe, lined with fine black brocade, with a remarkable and unique luster under the caress of the sun, as if a butterfly would flutter out of his green silk in the next second, making people reluctant to blink.

The green silk and white snow brocade clothes are jade, the complexion is like jade, and the fine fluff on the slender neck shines in the sun, making the skin more and more fair, as white as the magnolia flower smiling in the face of the spring breeze, and as delicate as the osmanthus blooming in clusters in May. The long lashes outline a perfectly upturned arc, the bridge of the nose is high, and the lips are cool and thin.

Elegant, handsome and noble, beautiful as a god, every stroke is God's most elaborate work of pride.

Outside the window, birds chirp and bamboo leaves chirp; Inside the window, the man slept lightly, and the girl couldn't take his eyes off it.

The faint clean breath of the ice spring on Rong Yuan's body surrounded Yu Rong, Yu Rong blinked, remembering that yesterday, she almost died in Rong Yuan's Yizhu Pavilion, and she didn't go back all night, and she didn't know what Uncle Jiao and Qing Lan were worried about.

Yurong stretched out a hand and poked Rong Yuan, Rong Yuan opened his eyes slowly, and smiled lowly: "Rong'er, morning." ”

Yurong rolled her eyes, this demon who brought disaster to the country and the people, what kind of electricity did he put on himself early in the morning, this voice, will you get pregnant if you listen to it!

"Rong Yuan, you go out, I want to get up." Although she is a modern person from the 21st century, it does not mean that she can get up in front of a man and sneak a peek at the figure in the quilt, well, although she is wearing underwear.

Rong Yuan took in Yurong's small movements, and supported his chin with his left hand: "Rong'er, this is my room." ”

Yurong glanced at Rong Yuan, who was in the wind of Yushu, and said helplessly: "Rong Yuan, I don't have to enter your room, right?" And, are you sure you want to see me dressed? has affected the beautiful image of your first son, Guangfeng Jiyue, I don't know how many girls want to be heartbroken," winked and teased: "You want to marry me after seeing my clothes, you don't want such an ugly daughter-in-law, hurry up!" ”

Rong Yuan smiled softly, the sun poured down from his jade-like hibiscus face, he stretched out a hand and slowly stroked Yurong's face: "If you have a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for." ”

Rong Yuan's fingertips had a cold touch, and Yurong's face was dyed with a layer of red, like a peach, he was stunned for a while, and after a moment of reaction, he waved his hand mercilessly to slap away the extremely good-looking "salty pig hand".

Rong Yuan is still slow, but he is very fast, his fingertips are gently rubbing in his sleeves, the little girl's face feels really good, but the time is a little short, and it will be a long time to come.

Rong Yuan got up, turned his back to Yurong, his voice was cold, but there was a smile on his face that he couldn't hide: "Yesterday, Rong'er took the initiative to pull me and asked me not to leave, so I stayed." If Rong'er misunderstands something, it's my fault. ”

Noticing the coldness that flashed in Rong Yuan's eyes when he turned around, Yurong felt a little guilty in her heart, Rong Yuan said that she pulled him and asked him not to leave, she had no impression at all, but the scene where he protected her in the needle rain, the part where she held him, she remembered it clearly.

Seeing Rong Yuan turn her back, she got up and took off the quilt on her body, sighed in her heart that Rong Yuan's local tyrant quilts were all snow silk, picked up the clothes next to her and put them on her body, and while buttoning the knot, she quickly and stubbornly continued Rong Yuan's words: "Who is attached to you, it is because I was frightened in your Rong Wang's mansion, so I pulled you." Don't look back. ”

Rong Yuan kept the corners of his mouth crooked, and he was still staring at the girl who was struggling to buckle the knot: "Well, then why are you frightened?" "The little girl is really stubborn.

Yurong was still struggling with the knots on her long skirt, and blurted out: "I don't have ······" This has a black belly, and almost fell for him again! If she admits that she is in danger because she didn't listen to the words, then Rong Yuan will definitely say that she was disobedient and deliberate, and indirectly she will go around to her in distress just to pull Rong Yuan for attachment!

Thinking like this, the second half of the sentence "Listen to the words of the solution" swallowed back into his stomach: "Rong Yuan, did you deliberately arrange a hero to save the beauty in order to win my favor?" ”

As he spoke, he continued to buckle the knot without raising his head. I was in a hurry yesterday, and I only thought about coming to Rong Yuan to settle accounts, so I wore the cumbersome style of the gold silk embroidered dress, this long skirt is retro, it looks good, but the complicated knot behind the waist can't be tied at all.

His appearance is really smart, and he actually saw through his words about her. Seon lost his horse, how do you know if it is a blessing?

Rong'er was wrong. I am indeed a hero, but Rong'er just said that she is ugly and not a beauty. As he spoke, he walked around behind Yurong, and his dexterous and slender fingers took the belt in Yurong's hand, and began to buckle it: "What a stupid girl, I can't wear clothes well." ”

The clean breath of the cold clear spring on Rong Yuan's body was very close to her, and Yurong's body stiffened: "Usually Qinglan dresses me." He turned around and tiptoed Rong Yuan's face: "Who do you say is ugly?" ”

Rong Yuan didn't seem to care that Yurong pinched his face, and smiled lightly: "I just repeated Rong'er's words." ”

Yurong: ······ Send someone to save her, she really can't fight this demon, and every time he hits her in the face with his own words! No matter how thick-skinned she is, it hurts!

As if God heard Yurong's prayer, a gentle knock sounded at the door: "Shizi, it's time for breakfast." ”

Rong Yuan's right index finger gently rubbed the face that had just been pinched by Yurong, and looked at the little hand that was hurriedly withdrawn when he heard this, and he was really not in a good mood: "Xin Li got up so early, I think it's too good to clean the stable, so let's add another month." ”

Outside the door, Xin Li was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day: Shizi! What kind of grudge do I have with you!

Shujie is still a gentle and gentle smile: can't say, can't say. Only Xin Li was left with a light back to go to the small kitchen, and suddenly remembered something, and turned back to give Xin Li a look.

Xinli: Why do you ask?

Humans and animals are harmless in their laughter: don't ask me how to prepare?

Xin Li thought about it for a while, and felt that the explanation of the technique, oh no, it made sense, so he nodded and knocked on the door again: "Shizi, is Miss Yurong's breakfast also used in the house?" ”

When Yurong heard this, her little face was dyed with a layer of red, Xin Li actually knew that she and Rong Yuan were in the same room all night! Xin Li is a person close to Rong Yuan, and she shouldn't be able to spread it, but how will she see Xin Li in the future! Xin Li won't think about anything... Xin Li knows it, and Shu Xie must also know it, Shu Xie looked at her yesterday and said in his eyes, "You must have a leg with the world", and now it's even more difficult to explain, what should I do······ Thinking about it so messily, Yurong's face turned red for a while.

Rong Yuan watched as the layer of peach on Yurong's face turned into garnet red, and then turned into carmine······ stepped forward and opened the door, looked at Xin Li with a respectful face, and said lightly: "It's getting more and more talkative, and I like to talk, well, I'll go and chant with the old prince at night, for a month." ”

Xin Li turned his head and glanced at the solution sadly: Solution! What kind of grudge do I have with you!

Shujie is still as gentle as water: "Shujie will go down and serve breakfast to the prince." ”