Wang Xiao originally promised Ying'er to go back earlier today.

But with Tang Qianqian's congratulatory gift, the originally agreed plan can be simplified a lot. He rearranged it with Fu Qingzhu and He Wan. By the time I got back to the house, it was already dark at night.

Under the moonlight, Ying'er was sitting in the corridor, pouting, looking very lost.

"The young master is back......"

It was the first time for Wang Xiao to see her so low, and she was guilty and distressed.

"Ying'er is not happy? Then I'll give you a gift. ”

As he spoke, he took out something and handed it to Ying'er.

"What is this?"

"I asked people to make it according to the second brother's handcuff, although there is no technological progress, but it will not blow up." Wang smiled and chattered: "I let people study for a long time to understand the reasons for the explosion, one is the temperature resistance of the barrel, and the other is the rifling ......."

Ying'er was not interested in these things, looked down at the tips of her shoes, and pouted, "The young master is obviously not going to give it to me." ”

"Last time, I said that I would give you a command, that is, the time when you can't learn martial arts." Wang Xiao quibbled: "Moreover, my family likes to beat people on the street, so I can rest assured of those multiple self-defense weapons." ”

Ying'er said: "Young master, you are talking nonsense, I don't like to beat people on the street......"

The next moment, she was ashamed of the words 'my family', and pursed her lips and smiled.

Wang Xiao coaxed while the iron was hot: "I'll teach you marksmanship when I go back, and we'll go hunting in the suburbs in a few days." ”

"Really?" Ying'er was immediately a little surprised-let the young master teach marksmanship, so that she could spend more time together.

A few words coaxed the little girl to be happy, and Wang Xiao was a little proud.

The next moment, Ying'er lowered her head again and said in a low voice: "However, the time has passed, and Ying'er has not been able to celebrate the boy's birthday......"

This is a big event that she has been preparing for a long time.

Wang Xiao was stunned for a moment, and comforted in a low voice: "It's not dawn, it's still my birthday." ”

"Really?"

"Really, doesn't Ying'er know? I'm a genius. ”

"Then does the young master want to see the congratulatory gift prepared by Ying'er?"

"Don't look."

"Young Master!" Ying'er stomped her foot angrily.

Wang Xiao saw that she was so cute, and couldn't help but hug her......

The two played around for a while, and when they entered the house, Wang Xiao knew what Ying'er was busy with these days.

She actually set up a puppet show.

Under the candlelight, the two took off their shoes and socks and sat cross-legged on the couch, with a curtain standing between them, looking a little comfortable and a little childish.

"I'm a stupid girl, I won't do anything else, young master, don't dislike it."

Wang smiled: "I'm obviously looking forward to it." ”

"This is Sister Qianqian, this is the young master, and this is Ying'er." Ying'er pointed and smiled, "That's about to start, oh......"

Wang Xiao looked at it and saw that the puppets made by Ying'er were very good-looking, and the stitches and threads were very detailed. Her female celebrity kung fu is not very good, and it obviously took a lot of effort to achieve this level.

The story is a bit bland, Ying'er has lived in the Wang family since she was a child, and she has never seen any big scenes, and it is nothing more than a simple life scene of a man and two women, which probably represents the beautiful fantasy of this little girl for the future.

Wang Xiao looked at it with a smile on his face, and found that Ying'er's love for Tang Qianqian was much deeper than that of other girls he knew, so he suddenly thought of Zhou Mei again, and he could only live alone in the Ten Princes' Mansion after marriage...... He felt that she might not be lucky to be a princess.

A puppet show didn't last long, and it was finished in less than half an hour.

Wang Xiao took Ying'er's hand, gently rubbed the place where she was strangled by the thread, and asked, "Does it hurt?" ”

"It doesn't hurt." Ying'er said happily: "Does the young master think I look good doing this?" ”

"It's pretty, but your fingers are punctured."

"It doesn't matter if Yahuan's finger is punctured." Ying'er said as a matter of course.

Wang Xiao kissed her hand.

Ying'er lowered her head and leaned against him.

Wang Xiao hugged her in his arms and said, "You are not Yahuan, don't think you are Yahuan anymore." ”

He didn't know how to speak meaty, but he still whispered: "Ying'er is the closest person to me." ”

Ying'er let out a "hmm" and lowered her head and didn't speak.

When the two get along on weekdays, they talk and laugh and talk about boring and trivial things, but at this time, it is rare to hug each other quietly......

Ying'er had obviously just taken a bath, and she had a faint fragrance on her body.

Wang Xiao looked down and saw that the soft broken hair behind her was sticking to her white neck, and her little toes were shrunk, which was very cute and seemed to be a little nervous.

"Why don't you speak?"

Ying'er responded: "If I speak, the young master will think I'm stupid." ”

"I don't have it."

"The young master thinks I'm naïve."

Wang Xiao laughed and said, "You are naïve. ”

"Ying'er is obviously half a year older than the young master."

"You're naïve."

Ying'er puffed out her cheeks, and buried her head on Wang Xiao's shoulder and didn't speak.

The double bun on her head touched Wang Xiao's neck, a little itchy.

The two usually behave very intimately, and they often hugged each other after sleeping in Wangjia Village last time. But Wang Xiao really couldn't bear to go too far because he could feel Ying'er's immaturity.

Today, Ying'er obviously wants to hide her naivety.

After a while, she raised her head, looked at Wang Xiao, and muttered for a long time: "Young master, ......"

There seemed to be a mist in her eyes.

The atmosphere was a little strange.

Wang Xiao put his arm around her waist, lowered his head, and slowly kissed her.

"Hmm~"

~~

On the couch, the props of the puppet show were pushed into the corner......

I don't know how long it took, Ying'er was a little dizzy.

She wanted to get closer to Wang Xiao, but she didn't know how to do it.

Therefore, she once asked Tang Qianqian in a roundabout way, but Tang Qianqian's answer was simple: "You hold your young master, just don't talk." ”

At that time, Ying'er was very strange.

Now she can feel the meaning of Tang Qianqian's words, and if she doesn't speak, the atmosphere is really a little different......

But now that she has been kissed by Wang Xiao for so long, she is a little confused, and she doesn't know what to do next.

finally opened her eyes, and Ying'er felt that Wang Xiao's gaze was a little greedy, as if she wanted to ...... Peeled themselves.

"Young Master...... I'm a little scared ......."

"Don't be afraid, it's the same as putting together a tangram."

Wang Xiao looked at Ying'er's appearance, and even her breathing was a little heavy.

Ying'er felt the breath spraying on her neck, and said curiously: "Is it as fun as Tangram?" ”

"It's more fun than a tangram."

"Really...... Hmm~"

~~

On the couch, three little puppets staggered there. After a while, a small bicarat fell on it, covering them.

After a while, a cloth embroidered with 'Lotus Child' fell again......

~~

"Young master, Ying'er has been waiting for this day......" Ying'er said in a low voice.

A haze slowly darkened her eyes.

Slowly, tears slipped down the corners of her eyes like pearls.

"Young Master...... You're a liar...... Pain...... Not fun......"

"Hmm~"

A soft moan grew.

The hibiscus mattress has been extended, and the cardamom water is resting......

~~

"I didn't lie to Ying'er, did I? It's really more fun than Tangram, right? Wang Xiao asked softly in her ear.

Ying'er blushed, closed her eyes, and pursed her mouth tightly.

It was a long while.

"Young Master~"

"Is it funr than a tangram?"

After a long time, Ying'er said "um" in shame......

~~

Mandarin duck neck dance, jade and cage ......