comforted her sideburns and hugged her tighter again.

"Since you're not sleepy, let's draw, okay?"

Qiu Yue blinked, unable to believe his words, and carefully looked at his unmeaning expression, and began to drum in his heart.

It's not easy for adults to promise her to take her back, but they don't know how to resist adults, and the ability of the teacher to teach her is to serve the nobles wholeheartedly, and now the adults are gentle with themselves and forget their identity?

It's only been a day that has annoyed adults, and I'm afraid that the fate in the future will be even more troublesome!

The thought that adults are not gentle people makes Akizuki even more frightened.

As an official prostitute who can be bullied by everyone, he finally escaped from the Teaching Department temporarily, and what he was most afraid of was that he would not be loved by his master, and he would face the tragic end of being sent back if he was not careful.

Qiu Yue understands that every moment of the time in front of her is very precious, because she has to think about what she should do in the future.

Qiu Yue stretched out her little hand around his legs, and her little face took the initiative to rub against his face, feeling that his breathing was short, and the hand holding him tightened

The tension eased a little, the feverish heartbeat calmed down slightly, and he stepped back a little against his shoulder, raised his head, and looked at him with teary eyes.

"Woo...... My lord, Qiu Yue is wrong...... If you're sleepy, can you go back to sleep now........."

I thought it was for her to draw and cry, but I never thought it was because of this.

Lu Liangfeng was amused and a little moved, and he picked her up and turned to face him, let her wrap her legs around her waist, kissed her tear-wet little face, and coaxed softly: "Don't cry, don't cry, don't blame you, you can paint." ”

Qiu Yue's tear-wet eyelashes trembled, and she nodded obediently.

He had never touched such a young girl before. Many poor families in the people married off in order to save rice and grain without waiting for the girl and the girl, but most of the capable families will keep their daughters for a few more years. She was at the age when a flower was about to bloom and was broken off from a branch.

Sucking the tears from her face, her always cold and hard heart became a little soft.

"I'm afraid you didn't sleep well last night, and I want you to sleep a little longer."

Qiu Yue was a little surprised, blinked and looked at him with big eyes, and then let out a low "um", and rubbed his little face against him like a cat.

Lu Liangfeng showed a little smile at the corner of his lips, stretched out his hand to carefully select the pen holder next to him, and finally chose a small pen of Huizhou wolf and handed it to her, and got up to put her back on the stool, Qiu Yue hurriedly squeezed to the side, and wanted to let him sit on a part of the empty seat.

Lu Liangfeng didn't sit back, Qiu Yue didn't know why, and looked at him with her head up.

The first time I met the person who was still struggling in his hands, the second time I met him, I was frightened and fell asleep, and then I was tossed and turned by him for a night without complaint, and I was full of admiration and dependence on him.

He didn't know how this was like this, but he was comfortable, very comfortable.

"Qingqing paints by herself, I have something to do in the study." Bending down at the corner of her mouth for a gentle kiss, full of comfort.

"Then sir, don't be angry with Qiuyue......" sniffed, and his small voice was full of flattery and humility.

Unexpectedly, she still remembered this, and Lu Liangfeng was a little ridiculous for a while. Holding her in his arms, he leaned on him fragrantly, and her small body was soft and glutinous.

"Don't be angry, draw obediently......"

The drizzle outside the window, the indoor spring is full of love, and the man coaxes someone to listen to the delicate "um".