"Huh?"

Qingruo covered her forehead with one hand, looked up at him with wide eyes, her eyes were full of incredulity mixed in her eyes as bright as stars, beautiful, extremely beautiful.

He Weiwen looked down carefully, feeling that something was still missing, a little smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his voice was soft, "Whoever bullied you, the master will support you." ”

Sure enough, joy was printed in the depths of her eyes, like cinnabar dripping on rice paper, gradually blooming.

The hand covering his forehead took it down and grabbed one of his arms, got up in the middle of the night and rushed out, her palms were sticky with sweat, his clothes were thin, and her sweat-stained hands were pinched, and the marks were obvious.

"He Weiwen, my brother beat me!"

Sue this is.

He Weiwen nodded, she frowned slightly, "He also had people drag me up in the middle of the night." ”

He smiled and waited patiently for her to continue.

But she obviously couldn't think of it, squeezed his hand tightly, and finally followed up again, "He still threatens me!" ”

It doesn't matter if the crime is not enough, her voice is crisp and passionate.

Hu Qingcheng is a big man, he can only plan and not coax people, and he deserves to be accused of black.

"Hmm." He Weiwen answered, raised his feet and walked in the direction of her house, his voice lazily with a little tiredness, "Go wash some grapes." ”

"Don't ......" opened his mouth to refuse, and halfway through the words.

He Weiwen turned to look at her sideways and smiled slightly, "What's not it?" ”

Qingruo smiled, "Okay, I'll go now, you go in and sit and wait for a while." ”

There was a soothing incense burning in her room, and it was a kind of incense that was given to him, the fragrance was domineering and strong, He Weiwen hadn't slept for a long time, and he sat on the chair with his hand on his chin and was a little lazy and sleepy.

"Bang." The plate was placed heavily on the table.

He Weiwen raised her eyes, her unreasonable expression was weak, and she coughed, "The grapes are washed." Seeing that his face was gloomy, he avoided looking at each other and added in a low voice, "There is water on your hands, it's a little slippery." ”

Did she wash it? He Weiwen glanced at her clean hands and the maid behind her, too lazy to expose her clumsy lies.

In the middle of the night, he was really not in the mood to eat any grapes, and when he saw her sit down across from her, he pinched a grape and turned it twice on his fingertips before putting it back on the plate.

"Why did Hu Qingcheng threaten you?"

Qingruo yawned, and before she covered it with her hands, some tears appeared in the corners of her eyes, "He told me to stay well, otherwise I wouldn't care about my family." ”

"Phew." The sleepiness dissipated, and her voice became stronger, "It seems that she has missed my family affection before." ”

Probably women will say bad things about others more and more, Qingruo sat up straight and leaned a little closer to him, opened her mouth and began to count the various viciousness of Hu Qingcheng, even with the act of stepping on a worm to death and cutting down a few trees, she said it in a heinous tone.

He dragged the plate in front of him, and said while eating grapes, turning his head to spit out grape seeds and spitting from side to side, and the puff action did not affect the fluency of his words at all.

He Weiwen didn't know when he started eating grapes together, his mind was not on Hu Qingcheng's evil deeds, he remembered the play that the four grandmothers played for him, and then looked at her now, she dared to teach her well, and sure enough, a famous teacher made a high apprentice.

After eating the grapes, go back to the house to freshen up and go to the court.

He Weiwen stood up and stretched, "Master is gone." ”

Qing Ruo sat on the chair and looked at him, his figure was almost out of the door before he suddenly jumped up and shouted, "He Weiwen! ”

He Weiwen turned around, half of his face was imprinted with a faint morning light, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were full of jade light. "What's wrong?"

"Didn't you say you'd give me your back?"

He Weiwen laughed, and beckoned to the attendant at the door, and the attendant came over, and he took the long sword hanging from the attendant's waist.

Turning around, he walked towards Qingruo with a long sword.

Qingruo frowned, "What are you doing?" ”

He Weiwen's eyebrows softened, "Come here, Lord will support you." ”

This kind of posture was put on by General He, but anyone with a normal brain felt that he wanted to give Qingruo a sword, so that she could have something to rely on in the future.

Qingruo passed happily.

When he got closer, he had already stretched out his two hands and was ready to receive the sword.

"Turn around." He Weiwen spoke.

Qingruo was a little puzzled, but still turned around.

There was a hard and cold thing on top of his waist, and Qingruo's body shrank and almost didn't jump.

The sword in He Weiwen's hand was put on her waist with the sword sleeve on it, and it was lifted up again, "Huh? Do you want to hold on a bit? ”

“……”

"I cǎo...... He Weiwen...... You! ”

He Weiwen withdrew his sword and handed it to the attendant who followed behind him, with wide sleeves hanging from his arms, polite and concerned, "If your waist is still uncomfortable, let someone come and pass the word, and the master will call the imperial doctor to show you." ”

Qingruo gritted his teeth and raised his hand to hit him, He Weiwen took a step back, and the corners of his mouth smiled gently.

Qingruo followed and kicked out, He Weiwen didn't dodge, his palm stretched out and pinched her ankle, and his fingers kneaded twice through the socks.

"Let go!" Her eyes were full of fire.

"Okay." He Weiwen nodded, raised his hand and put it down, using dexterity in his hand, Qing Ruo only felt that the center of gravity of his body was deflected, and the whole person fell towards him.

He Weiwen stood up straight, his arms stretched out and loosely caught the person who hit him, and his hard head hit his chest with a muffled sound.

He lowered his head, and the smile had spread to the air and was dyed with pleasure, "Is your waist so uncomfortable that you can't stand?" It seems to be a bit strict. ”

"Congratulations! Wei! Wen! Qingruo raised his head and grinded his teeth, his body was trapped by him, and he was about to get up and open his mouth to bite.

"Hmm." He responded with a good temper, and rubbed her waist with a warm palm through the clothes, "Don't be angry, it's not an ugly thing for a girl to have a bad waist, I will let the imperial doctor come over to show you in a while, and it will get better soon." ”

"......" Qingruo gave up resistance, a face past the hot chrysanthemum, didn't want to struggle, opened his mouth and bit his chest for the last revenge, "Okay, you go." ”

He Weiwen let go of her, raised his hand and rubbed her messy hair, "Don't worry. He turned around with a smile.

Qing Ruo grinded his teeth, and finally couldn't get angry, and the new bracelet he had just brought in his hand retreated and smashed into the back of his head.

He Weiwen seemed to have eyes behind him, and he didn't raise his head to accurately pinch her bracelet, and his hand went around to the front and pinched her bracelet and shook it, "Such an ugly bracelet should also be smashed." ”

“……”

Until he walked out of the courtyard with his attendants, Qingruo didn't say anything.

I haven't slept since I got up in the middle of the night, Qingruo freshened up at random to make up for sleep, and when I woke up, it was almost dinner time.

The little maid twisted her little face and told her, "Miss, the imperial doctors in the palace are all in the palace now." ”

Qingruo sat up and got dressed, and was still a little dazed when she woke up, "Huh? What are you doing in the house? ”

The little maid pursed her mouth, "General He said that your waist is not good, let the imperial doctor treat you, and you must take care of your problem before the wedding." ”

“…… You go, I want to be quiet. ”

The imperial doctor was kicked out by the irascible Miss Hu.

General He was worried about Miss Hu's health and came to visit after his official business in the evening.

Qingruo was in the boudoir, the door was closed, and He Weiwen's attendant knocked on the door, "Miss Hu." ”

In response to him, it was cold and impatient, "Get out!" ”

The attendant turned his head and glanced at He Weiwen with an ugly face, He Weiwen waved his hand, and he didn't care, and asked him to retreat.

He Weiwen Shi Ran walked up and kicked it up.

"Bang!" The dangling door panel broke directly from the place where he kicked it up, and the sawdust floated in the air, and the last two heavy door panels fell to the ground.

The person who was reading the small script on the bed with his feet crossed was stunned and looked at He Weiwen, who was as warm as jade at the door, and the apple piece in his hand rolled down in the fright just now, and rolled all the way from the door to the middle of the road.

He Weiwen had gentle eyebrows and eyes, stepped into the door with a soft smile, step by step, stepped on the apple pieces and passed by, and the apple pieces that he stepped on were directly crushed into slag and stuck to the ground.

The two maids who were originally following her had already lowered their heads and walked away quickly along the corner without hesitation.

Only Qing Ruo was stunned and watched his tall shadow come over, and his wide open mouth finally held back a sentence, "!" ”

He Weiwen is really an out-and-out bandit.

The shadow quickly came over, He Weiwen bent over and leaned over, his fingers twisted her chin, one hand had already pulled out the small notebook in her hand, and threw it far back without looking at it, the words were ghostly, and the hot breath all fell on her face, "Let me go, huh?" ”

Qingruo was stuck between his body and the bed, his chin was twisted, he couldn't go up or down, he couldn't move, he could only look at his extremely gentle and bloody eyes.

"He Weiwen!"

With every word she spoke, he raised her chin a little, her neck stretched in a straight line, long and beautiful, and at the last word, she had already vomited hard.

The eyes are still the same, the same eyes are shining brightly, there is no fear, and they are still stupidly high and self-centered.

"Hmm~" He Weiwen almost answered this sound from his deep throat, his voice was lingering and mellow, each other's breaths were close at hand, it lasted for a long time, his breaths were entangled, he could almost smell her from his breath, and there was a sweet apple fragrance.

His fingers moved slowly against her chin, the calluses between his fingers rubbing against her delicate skin, and the temperature gradually increased.

He Weiwen was close again, and almost as soon as he opened his mouth to speak, the subtle movement of his lips could touch her pink lips.

"Master supports you, do you want to?"

Qingruo rolled her eyes, obviously thinking of his viciousness last night.

She didn't speak, he continued to lift her chin, whether she nodded and shook her head or spoke, destined to touch his lips only in the slightest.

"Huh?" He Weiwen bent over, his eyes were lazy on the surface, but the inside was full of surging waves. Slowly, he asked again, "Brace, do you want it?" ”

"Yes!" touched his lips.

**

A plate of grapes and you want me to support her?

Idiot.

How is it enough.

- [Black Box]