The night breeze is gentle.

After dinner, Ouyang He Jing stubbornly wanted to go home, and Yurong had no choice but to let Xin Li run.

Yizhu Pavilion, small study.

Yurong took a fan and sat on the rattan chair and dangled it, seeing Rong Yuan looking at him, she smiled and said, "You read the book, see what I do?" ”

"Books are not as beautiful as Rong'er." Rong Yuan was reading a book, but he glanced at her, and when he heard her say this, he put down the book in his hand and looked at her seriously.

Under the clear moonlight, her fair face was particularly beautiful, and she only heard her say with a little coquettishness: "You don't read books when you come to the study, and you dare to quibble!" Beware of the master hitting your hand. ”

Rong Yuan pretended to sigh when he heard this: "Who is clamoring to come to the small study, huh?" ”

Yurong grinned and got up from the rattan chair to wrap his neck behind him, and said, "I think it's cooler here, huh?" You seem to be cooler! Her arm against Rong Yuan's neck felt cold, and she couldn't help but be surprised.

Rong Yuan's body stiffened: "Let go quickly." ”

Yurong giggled, she felt that she was sweating, no wonder this cleanliness disliked her. She has to take revenge on the bun! Thinking like this, Yurong not only circled his slender neck tighter, but also slid his whole face from behind his ear to the right side of his face. The left side of his face was tightly pressed against his right cheek, and he said, "I won't, I won't!" ”

Rong Yuan said helplessly: "Rong'er, be good, don't make trouble." ”

The more helpless he was, the happier Yurong smiled and said, "Hahaha, Rong Yuan, do you know what it means to be a gentleman to take revenge for ten years haha." ”

Her voice was playful and smart, and her delicate skin rubbed against her face. Rong Yuan couldn't wait to eat her, and gritted his teeth and said, "Rong'er! ”

"Why is your face so hot?" Yu Rong was happy, but suddenly felt that the temperature on his face was warmer than his own. Oh no, it's just hot, so he seemed to ask him and seemed to be talking to himself, and as he spoke, he raised his head and glanced at him, only to see that the originally white skin behind his ears was red, and he smiled: "Rong Yuan, you are shy." Hee-hee, I've caught your weakness! ”

After Yurong finished speaking, he deliberately pasted it on his face again: "People say that Feng Xiaolian is warm in winter and cool in summer. The queen refused to let go if he hugged it, and now I see that Rong Shizi is a man, otherwise he would be a confusing master. ”

Seeing that this little girl was making endless trouble, Rong Yuan clamped her two hands with one hand. Got up and picked her up. Threw the person on the rattan chair, lay down and bit her earlobe, and his voice was hoarse: "Are you still making trouble?" Rong'er, do you know how hard it is for your husband, huh? ”

Yurong's body stiffened, and he immediately understood why his face was hot just now, and said, "Don't make trouble, don't make trouble, I promise!" ”

Rong Yuan's eyes seemed to have a galaxy of stars. There is also a spring breeze that instantly blows the gentle charm on the south bank of the Green River, and the night is silent. His voice was like a candle flickering: "It's late." ”

After he finished speaking, a dense kiss fell on her face, from her eyebrows to her eyes, and then to her lips, the shadows of falling petals outside the window were reflected one after another, and the moon streamer and clear spring were bright and clean, and there was the sound of bamboo.

It seems to be a match for the occasion and a song, her green silk is scattered behind her, half of the dress has fallen, revealing the delicate collarbones, white shoulders, a thin belt on the shoulder, his hand touched down the belt, revealing the white corset out, and the girl wrapped in a bowl-shaped white cloth was petite and exquisite, half covered and half hidden, which made him even more emotional.

The slender fingers picked up the belt, and Rong Yuan's voice was already hoarse: "What is this?" ”

Yurong was entangled and nervous in his heart, he didn't know how to react, let him do whatever he wanted, this time he heard him ask**, his face was a little more red, he was shy, and said softly: "Corset." ”

The corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, and he reached out to solve it, Yurong grabbed his shirt with both hands: "Rong Yuan"

He is on top, she is below, and below her is a rattan chair, which was originally curved, and this time as the two people kissed and touched, they kept making a "squeak" sound.

"Huh?"

"My back hurts."

Rong Yuan couldn't cry or laugh, he just wanted to teach this girl a lesson, but she didn't push herself away, but this time she said such a sentence, and said in her ear: "Do you dare in the future?" ”

Yurong immediately obediently diǎn head: "Don't dare to really!" "It's just that the hero doesn't suffer the loss in front of him, she endures it!

Rong Yuan was about to get up, but the rattan chair couldn't help tossing, and it broke with a "squeak", Rong Yuan was afraid of hurting her, so he hurriedly took his hand to hug her, so the two fell to the ground together.

"What's wrong with the son!"

The door was pushed open with a "bang", and Xin Li yelled straight ahead.

As soon as Xin Li entered Yizhu Pavilion, he heard a loud noise in the small study, and he rushed over in a daze, but saw that his own son was above, and Miss Yurong seemed to be below, and the rattan chair that had been in the study for ten years had been scrapped, and he felt that the whole person was not good! Is he going to clean the stables for the rest of his life?

Rong Yuan got up very quickly, took Yurong into his arms, only revealed one of his backs to Xin Li, covered Yurong tightly, and said, "Get out!" ”

Xin Li closed the door like a robot, and was about to run out, but saw that the technique had separated the thief who was smiling at him from a piece of bluegrass in the center. Shujie looked at Xin Li coming over and stood on the opposite side leisurely, and he couldn't help but gloat a little when he saw Xin Li crying and mourning.

Xin Li wanted to cry without tears.

"It's all up to you, Rong Yuan! How can I see people" Yurong buried his head in his arms, and his little face was hot. Remembering that the scene just now was seen by Xin Li, she just didn't want to go out, okay!

Rong Yuan patted her on the back: "Okay, good, rely on me." If Xin Li dares to say anything tomorrow, Rong'er will let him come to me. ”

"You still say boo"

Rong Yuan said while tidying up her dress: "What kind of strange tone particle is it?" It seems that Rong'er doesn't sound angry.

Yurong still refused to look up, and only said, "Don't you think it's cute to cry like this?" ”

Rong Yuan heard the diǎn head of the diǎn of the matter: "Rong Er is cute no matter what." "It doesn't seem to be angry. He silently calculated in his heart.

"Why are you so sweet?"

"Then, Rong'er wants to eat again? For her husband, she remembers that Rong'er likes sweets the most. ”

Yurong was angry for a while: "Dengzi!" ”

Rong Yuan touched her head: "Okay, Rong Er will do whatever she says." The lady of the disciple, do you want to go to bed? ”

"I don't sleep!"

"Huh?"

Yurong got out of his arms, walked to the desk, sat down on the chair, and said, "I'm just making trouble, I haven't told you anything about business." Rong Yuan also smiled and walked over. (To be continued.) )

ps: I want to use my favorite word to describe their relationship ( ̄. ￣)

"I have paid attention to seeing each other in time, let alone now"

(I love my college)

[Thank you!] 】