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Yan raised her eyebrows, lowered her head, made a gesture to arrange the appearance of the cloak for her, pulled the neckline of the cloak higher, forced her face over, stole incense on her lips, and exhaled: "I thought Yuan Niang was watching a secret drama." ”

He talks nonsense!

The light in front of Fu Minghua's eyes was completely blocked by him, the sides of his cheeks were blocked by dense fabrics, and in front of him was his smiling face, her eyes were teasing, she was weak, and grabbed his arm and retorted:

"Nope."

When she heard the words 'secret drama map', she felt hot all over, but he said it boldly.

"What's more......" she stammered to retort, "I, how could I, be in the ......"

How could she possibly watch the secret drama at that time?

Yan Chai's breath gradually became hotter, and she couldn't see his face clearly, but he could see her appearance through the light.

He never thought that under Fu Minghua's calm and calm appearance before, he would be so charming and lovely.

"You really didn't see it?" He asked again, his lips rubbed against the delicate flaps of her cheeks, so that her lips were also dyed with his own temperature, and then he laughed quietly: "Did you see it before you got married?" ”

She pursed her lips and didn't speak, her heart beating fast and heavy.

"There was a woman kneeling ...... inside"

The hot breath he exhaled as he spoke blew in her ears, causing a small tremor on her neck, her legs trembling, and she couldn't stand steadily.

Fu Minghua turned his head and was about to retort: "No ......"

Yan Chai was like a hunter who had been guarding the trap for a long time, and as soon as she turned her head and opened her mouth to speak, she happened to be kissed by him.

The soft and smooth tongue flexibly hooked her in and out, she was out of breath, Yan Chai raised her head and gently admonished:

"At night, the wind is strong by the lake, and there are many mosquitoes, so it is covered."

Fu Minghua's face was slightly red, and he turned his head to look at Mama Jiang and the others, they were standing far away, Fu Minghua was a little apprehensive in his heart, and he didn't know what he saw.

Yan chased her away, the stars were bright and the moon was bright at night, and lotus was planted by the lake, and the elegant fragrance in the distance came to her face, accompanied by the sound of frogs.

Under the moonlight, the lake was covered with large lotus leaves, Fu Minghua took a deep breath, and Yan Chai turned his head to look at her: "Do you like it?" ”

He still remembers that when she was in Cui Guifei's palace, when she was sitting in Penglai Pavilion, she looked at the scene full of lotus flowers.

At that time, it was a pity that she could not be made small and taken away in the cuffs.

After coming out of the separate mansion, he asked people to plant lotus in the large and small lakes in the mansion, and this was the time when it was blooming.

The closer you go, the clearer the smell becomes.

Fu Minghua nodded. He pulled Fu Minghua closer, the pond was a fence carved from white jade, and a few ruffles had been squeezed to the edge of the fence, and after bending, they drilled out through the cracks in the jade fence.

There is a lotus flower not far away, and it looks close, but in fact, it can't reach it.

Yan Chai tore off the jade pendant hanging from his waist, tried his hand, and threw it forward at the target.

The pendant was slightly heavy, and after throwing it out, it wrapped around the lotus canopy rod, and it was wrapped twice under the force of the force.

With a shake of his arm, the lotus canopy broke in response, and the surrounding lotus leaves made a 'rustling' sound, and after splashing a few splashes, he was pulled back with the jade pendant, he reached out to catch it, and handed it to Fu Minghua, his eyes were full of tenderness.

Fu Minghua leaned on the railing and reached out to pick up the lotus canopy.

The lotus pod also has water droplets, mixed with the fragrance of lotus seeds. What Yan chased was not gold and silver jewelry, jade and pearls, but because he folded it with his own hands, it was even more rare than gold and silver jewelry.

"Thank you." Fu Minghua glanced up at him, he smiled slightly, casually wrapped the lotus seed around his wrist, took the lotus seed again, and peeled it for her.

The lotus seeds were crisp and a little astringent, but the aroma neutralized the faint bitterness, and it was not unpleasant.

He peeled another one, and when Fu Minghua reached out to pick it up, Yan Chai didn't hand it to her, but fed it to her lips herself, she hesitated, opened her mouth to eat, and Yan Chai lowered her head to the left of her, and touched the top of her head with her chin.

In summer, there are a lot of fireflies, flying around the bamboo bushes, with a little light.

When Yan Chai was about to come out, he took a white silk yarn as thin as a cicada's wings, opened it and closed it again, and three or four fireflies were covered in it, waving their wings desperately, and the bright light under the tail flashed one after another.

He handed this to Fu Minghua: "Yuan Niang, take it for me." ”

Fu Minghua stretched out his hand to take it, his palms were separated, and each time he threw one or two fireflies in his palms, and put them into the gauze net.

It was only two quarters of an hour, and there were a lot of fluttering fireflies in the silk yarn, and he saw sweat at the corner of his forehead, put the fluttering fireflies into the silk gauze net, and lowered his head in front of Fu Minghua:

"I can't keep my eyes open."

It was hot in summer, and he ran for half a day, sweating profusely.

The beads of sweat on his forehead gathered together and had long since flowed into his eyes.

Fu Minghua held the results of his busy night in one hand, and took out a handkerchief to wipe his eyes for him, he squinted, and took her into his arms, his lips were accurately pasted, the cold beads of sweat on the tip of his nose rubbed against her small and delicate nose, she instinctively wanted to push, but the silk yarn in her hand was not pinched.

There were too many fireflies in it, and it was heavy, and this one was loose, and the fireflies in it fluttered their wings desperately, and they scattered at once.

The flutter that was about to catch it flew clean again, Fu Minghua was really anxious when he saw it, and struggled to speak: "Fly ......"

Yan chased but didn't care, and only after taking advantage of it did he say: "Catch it again if you fly!" I'm going to catch it and put it in the house tonight, Yuan Niang, do you say it's okay? ”

Fu Minghua clenched the silk scarf tightly, a little disappointed: "I've been catching it for a long time." ”

"For a long time?"

Yan Chai smiled, "I just think it's just a moment." After saying this, he added: "With Yuan Niang by my side, I didn't expect time to pass so quickly." ”

Fu Minghua lowered his head, he glanced at it, and then went to catch it again.

When I returned to the room, it was not early, and Yan was so tired that she was sweating, so she went to wash up first.

Mama Jiang sat in the room and twisted the handkerchief first to let her wipe her face.

The fluttering fireflies were hanging in the house at this time, Mama Jiang smiled every time she saw it, Fu Minghua and Yan chased closely, and nothing could make Mama Jiang happier than this.

At night, there was no light in the large inner room, only fireflies were hung in the house, and it was very conspicuous in the night.

Yan Chai looked at Fu Minghua's crimson face under the hazy light, with a wordless temptation.

On the second day, there were sixty tables in the middle of the house, and the courtiers had to be invited again, and when Fu Minghua got up, he only felt that he couldn't exert his strength.

Yan watched her cover her mouth and yawn several times, and sat sideways, her neck like a magnolia, slender and graceful, and he was a little thoughtful. (To be continued.) )