The summer afternoon was quiet, only a few on the big tree outside the house knew that it was noisy, Jiao Niang was lying on the chaise longue in the shade to read a book, Qinghuan was gently shaking the fan for her on the side, so comfortable, unconsciously the words on the book were slowly blurred, her eyelids sank little by little, and she fell asleep.

I don't know how long she slept, but she felt that her body was hot, she squirmed her lips and made a lazy cat meow, "Qinghuan, hot, fan." Then he went back to sleep.

Qing Huan stood on one side, her face and facial features twisted together, wanting to wake her up, but when she looked at King Rui sitting next to the girl, she didn't dare to open her mouth, so she had to scratch the porcelain cup with her nails as if she had no intention, making a harsh sound to wake her up, but she was glared at by King Rui and withdrew his hand.

Jiao Niang is very sensitive to this kind of sound, every time she hears the pores on her body, she stands up, she suddenly opens her sleepy eyes, and is facing Qinghuan who is struggling at her.

What? The lady is not awake yet, she doesn't understand. She yawned, and was about to stretch her waist, and when she turned over, she saw Yingche sitting next to her, and a carp straightened up, so she sat up.

"Why are you here again?" Because she had just woken up, Jiao Niang's face was red, she first subconsciously looked at her dress, and there was nothing wrong with the moon-white silver silk embroidered clothes.

She was a little annoyed, because of his rudeness, he regarded her as a place for his backyard wife and concubine, and went in and out at will. But today's sentence is obviously heavy, probably because he just woke up and his mind was still chaotic, so he blurted out this very impatient tone.

Ying Che's face really darkened, "You don't welcome this king?"

Jiao Niang's heart was full of thoughts, and she hung her head and was silent.

was silent for a while, as if waiting for the anger in Yingche's heart to slowly dissipate, Jiao Niang spoke, "Although His Royal Highness is Jiao Niang's brother-in-law, he is a man after all, and it is always bad to break into my boudoir." ”

As far as Ying Che's eyes could see, Jiao Niang's face was like a peach, his lips were moist, his throat rolled up and down, and his voice became hoarse and low, "Then if you are the king, you can come in at will?"

Jiao Niang's breath was suddenly suffocated, she looked up at him blankly, Ying Che smiled at him, and no longer dwelled on this, "Let's go, this king will take you to a place." He grabbed her hand as he spoke.

His fingers are cold, he has always had a different physique from others, in the summer when others are hot, but his body is as cold as ice, and in winter others are cold, but his body is warm like a furnace. She was particularly fond of letting him hold her so that she could keep her warm in the summer and warm in the winter.

In an instant, memories of him came to mind, and Jiao Niang calmed down slightly, twisted her fingers, and said reluctantly: "I will go myself." Ying Che looked at her deeply, and he was not reluctant.

Jiao Niang followed behind Ying Che like this, in fact, she didn't want to come out with him at all, but how dare she resist his unambiguous temperament. thought about it all the way, and didn't know where he was going to take him, until he walked to the grass where he played kite with Qiao Niang Cheng Yu last time and stopped.

Jiao Niang was at a loss, didn't know what he was going to do, turned her head to look at him, but saw him smile, clapped his hands three times, and then looked at the sky, only to see that suddenly there were thousands of kites in the sky, peacocks, flying tigers, goldfish, cranes, goddess scattered flowers, five sons Dengke, paper, silk, single, beads, flying all over the sky, making people dizzy.

Ying Che seemed to be very satisfied, a smug smile rose on the corner of his mouth, he beckoned to the side, and someone ran over and handed over the kite string, the end of the kite string was a huge purple ***, like the one that pounced when he met him that day.

Ying Che handed the kite string to Jiao Niang, Jiao Niang hesitated, but did not answer, but said: "I'm really sorry Lord Rui, I'm really not interested in flying a kite, please let Jiao Niang not accompany me." ”

She knew Ying Che's thoughts, but she was just comparing them to Cheng Yu, but why didn't he understand, even hundreds of kites couldn't compare to a kite with a lot of thought.

Jiao Niang was about to turn away after giving the salute, but he grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms. There was a crack in his grim countenance, containing a slight anger, "He brought you to fly a kite, and you were full of joy, and this king brought you to fly a kite, but you disdained it, and you didn't even want to look at it." Jiao Niang, this king is already very tolerant and patient with you, don't let this king's last bit of patience with you be consumed. ”

Qing Huan was shocked and shouted urgently: "Lord Rui, you are about to let go of our girl, you will hurt her." ”

Ying Che stared at her fiercely, "If you have more mouths and more tongues, this king will cut off your tongue!" Qing Huan was shocked, immediately covered his mouth, and looked at Jiao Niang timidly, and he didn't know what to do.

Jiao Niang didn't want to anger him, her wrist was held tightly in his hand, and she couldn't twist it at all, so much so that her tears almost fell out, so she had to beg: "I don't understand what you're talking about, you let go of me first, it hurts." ”

Ying Che turned a deaf ear, her eyes were nailed to Jiao Niang's face like nails, her hand did not loosen, but she clenched it tighter, "Jiao Niang, you don't have to pretend to be stupid with this king, you know very well what this king says." This king will give you a little more time to think about it, but don't let this king wait too long, or this king will not know what he will do. After saying that, he let go, snorted, and turned to leave.

Qing Huan ran forward, "Girl, how are you?"

Jiao Niang was suddenly relieved, but the pain made the tears fall, she rubbed her wrists, shook her head at Qing Huan, and then looked at Ying Che's back, her heart was chaotic and complicated. After a while, Fang walked slowly under the support of Qing Huan.

And Ying Che, who left first, was very annoyed at this time, but not because of Jiao Niang, but himself, he was annoyed when he became so irritable for a woman?

He closed his eyes, breathed slightly, and opened his eyes again, I don't know when Hua Junze had come to him.

"It seems that Jiao Niang is unwilling. Hua Junze glanced at Jiao Niang, she was as delicate as a delicate flower in a greenhouse, unable to withstand any wind and rain, "Why are you reluctant?"

Ying Che didn't care, he raised his head, and the line of his jaw was delicate as if made in heaven, "It doesn't matter if she wants to or not, this king can't spend so much thought in vain." ”

Hua Junze knows his temperament too well, Yingche pays attention to benefits, if he pays the cost and does not get the expected benefits, he will not give up.

He turned his head, looked at Ying Che, and said solemnly: "Then let me ask King Rui again, do you really like Jiao Niang?"

Ying Che listened, as if he had heard some joke, looked at him with a smile, and asked rhetorically, "Do you like it?" After asking, he laughed, his laughter seemed to be very pleasant, but mixed with a touch of indescribable bitterness. After a moment, the laughter froze, and his eyes extended into the distance, "In the heart of this king, there is never anything to like or dislike, only want and diswant. This king wants to be a girl, it's as simple as that. ”