Crossing the long street, he hugged Brother Yi all the way. She really wanted to ask, isn't her arm sore? But think about it again, if he is tired, can she still take over? The seven girls weighed their small figures, and took advantage of Brother Yi's enthusiasm to look left and right to watch the lanterns. Approached and persuaded him, "Why don't you change your hand and hug it?" "After all, it's a four-year-old child, how can it not sink at all.

His calm eyes paused on her face, avoiding Brother Yi'er, and the arm that was holding her waist touched her twice, and soon retreated.

"If you practice martial arts all year round, you can't even hold a child. In terms of weight alone, does Ah Ying really distinguish it? He deliberately lowered his tone, and in front of the child, he was somewhat restrained.

She only felt that the words were low and muffled, and her voice was not loud, and every word penetrated into her ears, which was extremely clear. In addition, he touched her waist lightly, and the deep meaning of his unexplained words was not difficult to understand.

Yi is the brother in one hand, and she is the other hand. It is really in the arms, no matter how heavy it is, it is not as heavy as the right hand to protect this.

Her soft eyes glanced back at him, and a thin layer of crimson slowly crept up her cheeks.

At first, the prince informed her, but the prince didn't like people to talk too much. However, he forgot to mention her a few more words, this person is used to having something to say.

It's okay to be serious, and if you think it out, you can do it. He is the only one who hides between the lines, and he needs to spend time and think about the love words, which only makes her feel like drunk, Taoran, surprised and at a loss.

She peeked at him, and in the night, orange lanterns hung beside the road. This person has a handsome face, a dashing demeanor, and a blurred light and shadow sprinkled on him, making the person in front of him handsome. The corners of her lips pursed slightly, when she was murdered, she must have been unpretentious. It's just such a thin mouth, which is warm, and people can't help but feel sorry.

She gathered her thoughts, and listened to Brother Yi turn around and tell him how to get interesting about the gadgets she received a few days ago. The child babbles, tossing and turning, remembering that one play is another. He listened patiently, silently, and occasionally echoed a few sentences.

He must like children, she thought. A man who can tolerate children and treat each other gently is really charming.

When he arrived at the Liuyin Canal, Brother Yi saw the excitement on both sides of the strait, and the freshness came up, regardless of it, he insisted on pulling up his pants and going into the water.

The little man in his arms was making a lot of noise, he frowned, and let the person go to the ground. took Brother Yi'er's hand and didn't allow him to run into the crowd.

The children playing here are all older than Brother Yi'er, and they are watery. Since he was a child, he grew up by the canal, and ordinary children are rough, where can Brother Yi compare.

"Uncle-" The villain was soft, his eyes were covered with a layer of mist of water, and she looked pitiful, and she was soft-hearted.

But the man stood still, touched Brother Yi'er's head, and asked him solemnly, "If you talk to your uncle when you come, can you do it at this moment?" Do you remember what you promised your mother? ”

He was teaching him the truth of life: people have to believe in their words, and they cannot stand without faith. She was slightly stunned, how old is Brother Yi'er, can he understand?

The big one and the small confronted each other for a while, and the small one sniffed, and finally obediently shook his big hand and softened. "Uncle go back, don't sue your mother." I'm afraid that he will tell Mrs. Guan about his disobedience, and he will not be allowed to come out to play next time.

He patted Brother Yi on the head and led him straight to the stone bridge. "Looking down from above, it's a different scene." After that, he picked up Brother Yi and raised it high, which really caused the little boy to be happy and laugh.

The child's temper comes and goes quickly. Standing tall and looking far away, he was happy, hugged his neck and called him, but the sternness of this person had long been forgotten in the back of his mind, and he was extremely sticky to him.

The seventh girl followed half a step behind, looking at him and Brother Yi'er, with a pair of beautiful eyes, glowing with soft light.

was quietly looking at his figure, but this person suddenly turned around, she was startled, and hurriedly turned her face away, peeking at him being caught, it was really embarrassing.

The tips of his eyes seemed to see him hook the corners of his mouth, but he did not speak. When Brother Yi'er was fresh and tired, he fell asleep on his shoulder and dozed off, then he turned around, no longer had any scruples to take her little hand, and pinched her palm with his wide palm.

"Now we need to send him home first." He stared at her, waiting for her to respond.

She felt that he looked at her like this, and there were still unfinished words in his eyes: send him back, and what about after that?

The two stood on the bridge and looked at each other for a moment of silence. Her watery gaze was retreating, and his eyes were so sharp that her heart was pounding.

He wouldn't have been unaware, and she understood what he meant.

Just as she was ashamed to keep him, he let her go. Holding Brother Yi firmly in his left hand, his upper body leaned slightly towards her, leaning close to her ear, exhaling hot air. "Let's go. Send him home first, and he won't be delayed for a long time. ”

There was a hint of confusion in his tone. It's almost impossible to imply: send Brother Yi first, and then go back to Jiang's house. Seeing it like this, he was about to arrive at her door, and he was about to kidnap her to take a detour, this person's calculation was to stay in Jiang's house tonight.

In the carriage on the way back, the carriage swayed gently. She looked out through the corner of the curtain that was swept up by the wind, and the lights were already dim, and the twilight was late.

She couldn't tell why, but she didn't want to refuse his mention in her heart. Even if she knew that she was doing this, her daughter's family's reserve was in vain.

Brother Yi fell asleep soundly in his arms, she propped her chin and whispered to him, "If the second brother knows that I listen to you like this, I'm afraid he will break my leg." When she left home, Jiang Yu'er told her to respect herself and love herself, and not to be bullied. This "person" knows that it is him who is guarding against it even if he does not point it out.

She spoke with coquettishness, and blamed him for teaching her to be more and more unruly.

There was a hint of laziness in his eyes, his gaze swept over her legs that were sitting sideways, hidden under the gauze skirt, his eyes narrowed, and a beautiful scene appeared in front of him.

With a pick of his index finger, he hooked the palace silk around her waist. "If he wants to train someone, just tell him to find his son and come to the door to ask for sin." He gently tugged at her palace silk and led someone closer to him.

She hurriedly guarded the spikes made of colored threads, for fear that he would tear up the spoiled things, so she had to lean forward.

"What did you do?" She peeked at him on the bridge, and the soft color in her eyes for a moment hit him hard in the heart, and it still makes him have endless aftertastes.

She put her little hand against his arm, afraid of waking up Brother Yi'er, and didn't dare to be too presumptuous with him. But this man was bolder than her, and raised his hand to clasp her chin, and did not allow her to turn her head away, and straightened her, and faced him directly.

There was a burning light in his eyes, staring at her, not telling her to dodge perfunctorily.

At that time, Ah Jin's eyes seemed to reveal a little expectation of a husband and a child. Can this son be intentional or wrong? ”

Her little face turned red with a sudden, and it was so red that it was dripping blood. It's really self-defeating.

At that time, she was touched by him, and couldn't help but think that if one day she could really marry as he said, how he would spoil her and love her after marriage, and how he would raise their children earnestly. He will be the pillar of the family, a trustworthy husband, a strict and benevolent father, and a father worthy of the admiration of his children.

But how could such a secret and careful thinking be seen through by him?

Her eyelashes fluttered frequently, she didn't dare to face him, she only deceived herself and comforted herself, no matter how powerful she was, he was not a roundworm in her stomach, and he couldn't do everything like a god. Maybe he thought about it, and it was not impossible to think of going elsewhere.

A low smile overflowed from his throat, extremely mellow, and it sounded good in the quiet carriage. held her cheek, leaned over and touched it, worried about Brother Yi in the crook of his arm, hooked her fragrant tongue for a moment, and tried his best to restrain her, only tasting it.

"How is it good. The woman and the woman can get married. According to the medical scriptures, the daughter's body bones grow more, and it is appropriate to give birth to heirs. He sighed, his deep eyes locked on her, and she felt that her eyes were on fire with his warm gaze, and her cheeks burned and she kept running towards her neck.

The stars were dotted, and the hot breath he deliberately exhaled was instantly ablaze.