The Song family is brightly lit, the summer night is much cooler than the day, after a day of tossing, Song Po returned to the room early after eating, and only Song Xian followed the two of them in the small courtyard.

The breeze swayed the leaves of the plane tree, falling down one by one under the slight shaking, Chunyi couldn't help but reach out to catch this green leaf, and after catching it, he found that Song Xian was staring at him, with unknown emotions flashing in his eyes, which made Chunyi retract his hand with some fear, and looked down at his toes.

Chunyi's move made Song Xian stand up, he should be the wife in front of him, just when Chunyi guessed what Song Xian was going to do, Song Xian just got up and left, Chunyi stood below under the plane tree, and the shadow was long.

Song Xian went to his own study, and only after sitting down did he look down at his desires, and then sighed heavily, closed his eyes and reached down.

It's just that what Song Xian didn't expect was that when the desire was sprayed out, the face of spring actually appeared in his mind, looking at the stains on the side, Song Xian was slightly distracted, and he didn't know what he was thinking, and finally stepped forward to open the window to disperse the smell.

Chunyi, who was in the wing, reached out and touched his waist, and then reached out to touch his chest, his eyes were gloomy and he sighed, couldn't he really mention Xianggong's interest?

In this way, the two of them had insomnia until dawn, Song Xian stared at the dark circles under his eyes early and went out, followed by Chunyi yawning and making breakfast, thinking about marrying into the Song family for a long time, and the dowry he had brought had not yet been packed, but the three boxes of dowry made Chunyi a little embarrassed, and when Song Xian came back, he was even more entangled in how to tell the dowry of the father-in-law.

After the meal, Song Xian glanced at Chunyi, who was cleaning up the dining table, and was just about to leave but was stopped by Chunyi, the stone was very clever, and stepped forward to take the dishes and chopsticks from his wife's hand.

"Xianggong, I'm ...... I have something to say to you. ”

With a hint of curiosity, Song Xian followed Chunyi to the wing room, for some reason Song Xian actually had some expectations, Chunyi reached out and grabbed Xianggong's hand, his hand was hot, and Chunyi's heart was hot.

"This is my dowry, because my parents went early, only these are left with me, and I don't want to dislike them."

Song Xian looked at the three boxes full of books and was a little surprised, at that time, Chunyi was married to Ma Liang, who was known as a showman, thinking that these were all for that person, Song Xian felt a little annoyed, and his eyes darkened.

This woman should straighten the man's back, the dowry is one of the points, when the spring is married, the eldest mother said to marry a scholar, these three boxes of books are a heavy gift, no jewelry and jewelry, but fortunately there is some conscience, sew a few decent new clothes.

Chun saw Song Xian's low eyes, and felt that he was disgusted with his dowry, and the whole person was also sad, and it didn't take long for Chun to cheer up.

"My father used to stay in Kyoto, and these books were brought back from Kyoto, so you can still sell them for some money."

"Since it is my father-in-law's, I keep it well."

Today, I still have to ask some questions about those mountain bandits, and seeing that the hour is about the same, Song Xian left in a hurry.

Seeing Song Xian leaving, Chunyi looked at the three boxes of books in a daze, if it was a little inappropriate to move these books to Xianggong's study, they could be placed in the wing room and occupy a place, and after thinking for a long time, Chunyi thought of a good way, and immediately called the stone to help.

After the kidnapping last time, Chunyi didn't dare to go out, and every time he bought something, he would tell the stone to go.

What I have to do is to leave while the summer is coming, and when the autumn comes, the new clothes in my hands will be done, and the fabric is exactly what I bought last time, this is the first time that Chunyi has made clothes for men, and I think that Xianggong will wear the clothes he has made, and Chunyi's cheeks will float a little rosy.

The scorching summer is not a hot death, Rao is spring in the wing room for a long time to feel the heat, so I had to take the fabric to the plane tree, the shade of the tree is still a little cool, although it is not the hot wind, but it is much better than staying in the wing.

Song Xian didn't go home to eat at noon, mainly because it was too hot on this day, and he couldn't stand it anymore, but fortunately he didn't go home until the sun went down, the ground was not so hot, the air was not so hot, and people were more comfortable.

In order for Song Xian to have an appetite to eat at night, Chunyi thought of a way to prepare sour plum soup, which can not only relieve the heat and detoxify, but also be appetizing.

The sour plum soup of spring is very simple, the sour plum hawthorn is soaked in water for half an hour, and boiled together in the pot.

After the sour plum soup cooled down, it was soaked in cold well water in the kitchen, but this time Song Xian did not come back alone, but brought several people, including a short girl with a thin and yellow face.

Song Xian is only familiar with the spring of a few people, it is Song Ji who stepped forward to help him a few days ago, Song Ji saw Chunyi, and immediately shouted to his sister-in-law, and several people behind him also shouted.

I don't know if it's hot or spring-skinned, and when I was shouted by everyone, my whole face was blushing with shame, like a red cloud in the west, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off.

"You guys sit down first, and I'll just cook some sour plum soup today."

Seeing that there were many people, Chunyi was also secretly glad to cook a lot of sour plum soup, otherwise these people would definitely not drink enough.

"Qiaomei go and help."

One of the jailers shouted, Qiao Mei is the little girl, Qiao Mei is a little rusty, and her clothes are torn a few pieces, and when she saw the good-looking big sister in front of her stretching out her hand to herself, she mustered up the courage to reach out and hold it.

Chunyi took Qiao Mei to the kitchen, saw that she had kept her head down, smiled and spooned out the sour plum juice in a large bowl and put it in a small bowl, and then handed it to Qiao Mei in front of her.

"Can you wait for me here? I'll send these out there and I'll be back in a minute. ”

Qiao Mei's dark eyes glanced at Chunyi, then stared at the sour plum soup in her hand, nodded obediently, and after Chunyi walked out, Qiao Mei couldn't help but stretch out her head and sniff it, and then stretched out her tongue and licked it.

The group of men under the sycamore tree were talking about this mountain bandit incident, and they stopped talking when they saw that Chun was coming here.

A large bowl of sour plum soup was placed on the stone table, and Chunyi couldn't help but look at Song Xian with a cold face, and he didn't know if he would cook more meals at night or how?

"Go to Chun Manlou in the evening."

Everyone couldn't help but cheer a few times, and Chunyi also walked to the kitchen in this cheer, Liu Ji quickly spooned the sour plum soup into six bowls, and waited for Song Xian to take a few sips before everyone picked up the bowl and drank it in a big gulp.

The cold sour plum soup seemed to remove all the heat from the body, and even the less hungry stomach began to crave something to eat.

Of course I went to eat when I was hungry, and everyone cheered and walked in the direction of Chun Manlou, but He Nuo looked back from time to time, as if he was worried about someone.

"If you're worried, Qiaomei can take it back."

Song Xian stood aside and looked at He Nuo, He Nuo came to the cell to do things before the spring, he was upright, and followed Qiao Mei for his life, because of the mountain bandit incident, He Nuo was not worried that Qiao Mei was at home alone, Song Xian also felt that Chun Yi needed people around him, so he proposed to do things at home.

He Nuoxin passed Song Xian, followed closely behind everyone, Song Xian looked at the spring that was hiding on the side and revealing the corners of his clothes, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise upwards before turning away.

Chunyi returned to the kitchen and saw Qiao Mei holding the sour plum soup in the bowl tightly, and it didn't seem that she had drunk much.

"Doesn't it taste good?"

I have tasted the spring, sweet and sour, and I was full of praise when I sent it to Song Po, and I couldn't help but ask curiously when I saw Qiao Mei.

"I want to leave it to my brother."

Qiao Mei's voice was as small as a mosquito, but the spring was right, so she squatted down and faced Qiao Mei's dark eyes.

"The big bowl just now was for your brother and them to drink, and this bowl of Qiao Mei can drink it herself."

"Ma'am, ma'am, I've brought the bowl."

There was a sound of stones outside the kitchen, and the stone who had just entered the kitchen saw that the lady was talking to the little girl who had never been masked, and instantly felt that his status was threatened, but the storyteller said that good men don't fight with women, and men can't be so stingy, just glared at Qiao Mei and put the bowl on the stone table aside.

"The stone is amazing."

Chunyi's praise made the stone straighten up his small body, and Qiao Mei secretly glanced at the stone, and then buried her head in the bowl.

Xianggong doesn't eat at home, but Song Po still wants it with herself, not to mention the new Qiaomei.

When Chunyi was ready to wash the vegetables, she was preempted by Qiao Mei who drank the sour plum soup, and before Chunyi could speak, Qiao Mei washed most of the green vegetable leaves.

The sky is not yet dark, and you can still see the rising crescent moon, and the breeze blows with a hint of heat, which also makes the spring come back to its senses.

The two dishes are quickly ready, stir-fried vegetable leaves, cold courgette, and most importantly, the staple food of the evening, cold noodles.

Cold noodles are simple, the most important thing is that this sauce is the most important, thinking of Song Po's taste, spring is deliberately made into sweet and sour taste, sure enough, Song Po can't help but eat more at night.

Qiao Mei followed the stone to eat the extra cold noodles in the kitchen, but the two of them ate very differently.

It's just that after eating, the stone is a little depressed, and the job of washing the dishes and chopsticks by himself was robbed by Qiao Mei, and once again thinking about the words that a good man does not fight with a woman, the stone can only sweep the floor and look at the door angrily.

"Madame, can I learn how to cook with you?"

Chunyi stood outside the kitchen waiting for Xianggong to return, and Qiao Mei didn't know how long she had been standing on the side, how long she had been brewing, and asked this sentence with a trill.

Xu saw his childhood figure from Qiao Mei, Chunyi nodded, and Qiao Mei showed a hint of a smile, with two small dimples like Chunyi.

Song Xian still did not return after late at night, Qiao Mei was sent back by the stone, leaning on the doorrail of the spring is inevitably a little lonely, turned around and went back to the wing, just lying on the bed and about to close his eyes, he heard a knock on the door.

Chunyi immediately put on his coat and went to open the door, and the person who knocked on the door was Song Xian, who had returned, but his eyes were exceptionally clear with a drunken body.

"Where's the stone?"

Song Xian was a little annoyed, annoyed that Chunyi put on his coat to open the door for himself, revealing the hazy moonlight, Chunyi's thin coat was just fun in the eyes of men, and the bumpy figure under the coat had already been introduced into his eyes.

If it wasn't himself who knocked on the door, it was another man, thinking of this, Song Xian's face fell, and he stretched out his hand to shroud the spring in his arms, for fear of being seen for half a minute.

After the stone shrank in the small hut and sneezed, he glared angrily at the sleeping Qiaomei Zhengxiang, if it wasn't for the lady who told him to send the little girl home, he would not be too lazy to care.

Song Xian, who entered the house, leaned on Chunyi's body, the tip of his nose was wrapped with a faint fragrance, and he heard the people in prison say that there will be a faint fragrance on the woman's body, which is called women's fragrance, Song Xian couldn't help but smell it a few more times, and buried his head in Chunyi's neck

Such intimate contact made Chunyi's body stunned, Song Xian did not do anything excessive, leaned on Chunyi's body for a while and then lay on the bed and fell asleep, at first Song Xian pretended to relieve his inner restlessness, but then he was sleepy, and he fell asleep unconsciously.

Chunyi had no choice but to take warm water and wipe Song Xian, and wipe everything that was exposed, leaving only the upper body unwiped, even though there was some timidity, but the man in front of him was his father-in-law, Chunyi reached out to untie Song Xian's belt, and after tearing off the clothes, he revealed the hardcover chest.

Song Xian subconsciously lay on the bed and fell asleep, not noticing that he was fishing, and fished Chunyi in his arms, Chunyi quietly leaned on Song Xian's arms and smelled the faint smell of wine on his body, and closed his eyes and fell asleep slowly.

The next day, Song Xian woke up and only felt that his head hurt a little, but there seemed to be something in his arms, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the spring sleepy face, his fair face may be hot and red, and the small tongue that was inadvertently stretched out licked his lips, and this unintentional action made the things under Song Xian hard.

Xu was a little uncomfortable, and Chunyi twisted his body, but this kind of action made Song Xian even more uncomfortable.

As if bewitched by something, Song Xian slowly approached Chunyi's face, and finally kissed Chunyi on the cheek before getting up and going outside to take a cold shower.

Listening to the sound of water outside, Chunyi's cheeks were more rosy than before, and a small hand touched the place where he had been kissed just now, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but go up.

After Song Xian woke up, she woke up, but she didn't dare to move and kept pretending to be asleep, and she didn't know what she was thinking, Chunyi's face turned red again, and she buried her face directly under the bed in shame.

After the heat wave of his face subsided, Chunyi got up, and the two hugged each other last night, and Chunyi was covered with hot sweat, so he simply took a bath before leaving the room.

After so many days of heat, today's scorching sun is tightly covered by dark clouds, and even the wind is very wanton wandering, and the coolness makes people can't help but moan.

Looking at the sky like this, it is estimated that it will rain heavily soon, Song Xian has something to do today, and rushed to the cell early after breakfast, and when he just pushed the door in, he felt that something was wrong, and the guards in the cell did not know where to go last night, Song Xian looked around vigilantly, and slowly walked into the depths of the cell.

Something happened to the cell where the mountain bandits were originally held, all the mountain bandits fell to the ground and bled to death, and the guards last night were tied up in another cell, their hands and feet were tightly tied, and their mouths were also stuffed with rags, and they were begging Song Xian for help.

Human trafficking is not a small crime, but killing people makes Song Xian have a lot of doubts in his heart, Song Xian looked at the kidnapped caretaker at this time, and was about to step forward, only to hear a "boom" outside, and then something began to fall slowly.

In the darkness, Song Xian lost consciousness.