Xiao Nanshuo's thin lips opened slightly, and he spat out such a sentence lightly.

Su Yunge listened to Xiao Nanshuo's words, and a strange feeling surged in his heart, but he couldn't say what was strange.

She frowned slightly, and could only pretend to be stupid and said:

"Huh? What the? ”

Xiao Nanshuo's eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of light flowed under his eyes, with a hidden danger and a touch of breathtaking.

"You have a good relationship with your fiancé, eating and chatting."

His eyes looked at Su Yunge, as if he wanted to put her in his eyes.

When Su Yunge heard this, he suddenly understood where that feeling of something was wrong coming from.

"You've always been there?"

There was a slight surprise in her voice.

Xiao Nanshuo just looked at her, didn't answer or deny, just looked at her deeply.

A hint of surprise flashed in Su Yunge's eyes, and if he didn't answer, he would admit it.

It turned out that he had always been there, by his side, where he couldn't see.

Or in the treetops by the window, or on the glazed tile roof.

"Aren't you busy today?"

Su Yunge had an indescribable complex feeling in her heart, and it felt like a silk thread, which was tightly wrapped around her.

She had a moment of aphasia, not speechless, but aphasia.

She wanted to find something to say, to break the awkward atmosphere, but the words took a turn in her mouth, and it was this sentence that blurted out.

As soon as the words fell, Su Yunge felt a little impulsive to slap himself.

Xiao Nanshuo heard Su Yunge's words, and the coldness between his eyebrows became more and more obvious.

"Humph!"

He snorted softly from the tip of his nose, with a cold heart, and with a flick of his sleeves, he walked towards the courtyard by himself.

Su Yunge listened to the cold humming and blinked his eyes, stunned for a few tenths of a second.

Is this angry?

But isn't he going in his own bedroom?

Did someone get angry and go to someone's bedroom?

So is he angry or not?

Su Yunge's mind was full of these miscellaneous thoughts, and it was extremely messy for a while, but the footsteps still followed Xiao Nanshuo honestly.

As soon as she stepped into the bedroom door, her scalp tingled slightly.

The invisible pressure pressed on her, making her a little breathless.

When she raised her eyes, she saw Xiao Nanshuo sitting at the carved table, looking at him motionlessly.

Hey, don't sit on the windowsill anymore? Sitting at the table instead?

She thought of it in her heart, and it was quite nonsensical.

"Come here." Xiao Nanshuo's voice was a little cold, which made Su Yunge's footsteps a little slow.

Su Yunge sat down opposite Xiao Nanshuo stubbornly, his eyes drooped slightly, and he didn't dare to look directly at him.

It's not that she's timid, but those eyes are too cold, and they seem to be able to see through everything in the world, and they seem to be able to see the bottom of her heart.

Let her not dare to look directly.

Because of such cold but insightful eyes, she was a little frightened.

It made her seem that she had been stripped of all her disguises, and it was displayed naked before his eyes.

Xiao Nanshuo saw the man walking towards him step by step, and then sat down opposite him, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Then, without saying a word, he raised his arm and pulled Su Yunge to sit down beside him, the whole process was only a blink of an eye.

"Ahh

Su Yunge exclaimed, and sat down next to Xiao Nanshuo.

Xiao Nanshuo's unprepared action made Su Yunge have time to prepare, and after sitting down, he was still a little frightened.

Xiao Nanshuo looked at Su Yunge's drooping eyes, the butterfly-like eyelashes had a perfect arc on her eyelids.

The candlelight was light, occasionally jumping, and the halo seemed to jump on the eyelashes, with a hint of lovely warmth.

In the blink of an eye, she was like a butterfly fluttering its wings, dancing, bringing a trace of intoxicating streamers.

Xiao Nanshuo looked at it for a long time before he spoke softly.

"What about the cup I left with you?"

Su Yunge raised his eyes and glanced at him, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes.

Cup? What cup?

The light in Xiao Nanshuo's eyes became more and more dangerous, and when his anger was about to linger, Su Yunge finally remembered the cup.

It turned out to be the cup that he used to drink with in the past.

"Oh, oh. Over here. ”

She took out the small jasper cup from the lattice that she had drunk with Xiao Nanshuo in the past.

The small cup was held in his hand, with a slight coolness, and it sank into the depths of his heart.

Xiao Nanshuo took the jasper cup on Su Yun's singer and put it in front of him, his fingers hooked slightly.

Su Yunge saw something that looked like flowers and plants appear in Xiao Nanshuo's hand, Xiao Nanshuo put the flowers and plants in the cup, lifted the hot kettle on the table, and poured it into the jasper cup.

The sound of water crumbling in the quiet room.

As soon as the hot water was poured into the jasper cup, a light smoke rose slightly, with a faint mist.

The mist was thick, and there was a burst of fragrance floating slightly, floating on the tip of Su Yunge's nose.

After Xiao Nanshuo finished this series of things, he waited for a while.

Wait until the light smoke is no longer rising, and the tea is no longer hot.

Xiao Nanshuo gently pushed the jasper cup in front of Su Yunge's eyes.

"Drunk."

Two words from him.

"Huh?"

Su Yunge looked at the clear liquid in the teacup in disbelief, she was still thinking about what Xiao Nanshuo was going to drink? I let her drink it for a long time.

"I can't die, I drink it."

Xiao Nanshuo looked at Su Yunge's look of disbelief, and couldn't help but speak coldly.

Su Yunge could hear Xiao Nanshuo's words with a slight anger, and hurriedly picked up the cup and drank it in one gulp.

The unknown thing slid down his throat and brought a hint of sweetness between his lips and teeth.

"What is this?"

After Su Yunge finished drinking, he asked slowly.

Xiao Nanshuo looked at Su Yunge's face under the candle flame and did not answer her question.

He just raised his wrist slightly, and stretched out his slender fingers to brush the remaining water stains on the corners of Su Yunge's lips.

Then, he withdrew his slender fingers, and the tip of his tongue hooked slightly, which was to gently lick the water stain away.

"It tastes good."

He spoke softly, not knowing if he was talking about the smell of grass water, or the taste of her red lips.

There is a hint of evil in his movements, a hint of temptation, like a demon god who leads people to sin, pulling people straight into the infernal hell.

He still has cold eyebrows and eyes and a cold temperament.

gratuitously, forming a strange feeling.

Su Yunge looked at his movements, and his face suddenly began to burn.

The pink red spread from the face to the neck, and the thin, almost transparent earlobes were also abnormally red.

He, he, he...... His actions were too intimate to make her a little overwhelmed.

The atmosphere was extremely quiet, and in the dancing candle flames, a trace of ambiguity flowed, lingering between the two.

Just as it was quiet, there was a sudden sound of footsteps at the door.

"Tuk-tuk."

The sound of knuckles knocking on the wooden door sounded, and in the night, the dull sound was low, but there was a hint of ambiguity (harmony).

Su Yunge raised his eyes and glanced at Xiao Nanshuo, and then spoke softly.

"Who!"

"Master, it's me, Ruoju." Outside the door, Ruoju held a silver tray in her hand, and in that tray was a delicate celadon cup concubine.

Su Yunge heard Ruoju's voice, and his heart sank slightly.

She pursed her pink red lips, which still had a lingering glow of water, a seductive sheen.

She glanced at Xiao Nanshuo's expression, quite a little daughter-in-law.

She caught a glimpse of Xiao Nanshuo's cold eyebrows, and there was a slight displeasure in his eyes, the displeasure of being disturbed.

As soon as she mentioned it in her heart, she spoke urgently.

"I've rested, I'll talk about it tomorrow!"

Ruoju paused as she listened to the sound in the room. Fu said again, "I see that you seem to have eaten a lot tonight, before leaving, the prince of Dingbei asked me to boil you Gu soup to nourish your stomach." ”

"Uh......, you put it on the windowsill, I'll put on my clothes and come out and get it."

Su Yunge saw Xiao Nanshuo's increasingly cold appearance, and his words were a little slurred.

"Okay."

Ruoju responded lightly and put the tray on the windowsill, and the silver tray and the windowsill collided slightly.

When Su Yunge heard the footsteps outside the door, he opened the door and brought the tray in.

She looked at Xiao Nanshuo's eyes and laughed twice.

"It's all delivered to the door, it's hard to let her take it back."

After she finished speaking, she put the tray on the table, and in every move, the corner of her eyes never left Xiao Nanshuo.

"Look, this ...... You'll have to take two sips! ”

Su Yunge said softly, and there was an explanation in those words.

Xiao Nanshuo just looked at her, without any words or actions, just looked at her, as if her every move, word and deed had an inexplicable attraction.

Under his compelling direct gaze, Su Yunge lightly opened the celadon soup cup.

The celadon soup cup was warm, and she held it in the palm of her hand, and even the heart was gentle.

The small spoon printed with celadon flowers and the soup cup touched slightly, and the tone was pleasant.

Su Yunge scooped up the small spoonful and drank it into his lips.

The soup flows into the throat and has a strong sweet taste.

She drank a spoonful of it, her brow furrowed slightly.

"Hey, this is ......"

There was a glint of disbelief in her eyes as she murmured, and she hurriedly scooped up another spoonful.

The soup enters the throat and is slightly astringent, but after drinking, when it is tasted again, it is extremely sweet.

However, isn't this taste the cup of herb water that Xiao Nanshuo soaked just now?

Su Yunge felt a strange feeling in his heart, and a warm feeling crossed his heart and crossed his eyes.

Xiao Nanshuo smelled the fragrance of the soup cup, and already realized that this Ruoju was also the herb that soothed the stomach.

When Su Yunge looked directly at him with those cool and bright eyes, he turned his head slightly sideways.

The eyes were too bright, too clear, as if the flame was burning bigger and bigger.

It was as if he had been burned.

Su Yunge saw Xiao Nanshuo's side head, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"Hehe, the soup sent by Ruoju and the herb you just brewed are the same taste."