Unexpectedly, he grabbed his wrist and asked directly: "You... Are you afraid that others will misunderstand what you and I have, or are you just afraid that Xiao Jiu will misunderstand you and me..."

"Lao Tzu didn't, besides, what would Xiao Jiu misunderstand, what can we two big men do?"

Qing Rin grinned widely, and stretched out his other hand to pat him on the shoulder and said, "Why do you think you are weird now, Wei Ping, you won't have another convulsion in your brain, right? And this time... Looks like he's pumping harder...."

"Your brain is just convulsive!" Wei Ping let go of his hand and withdrew from his body scolding: "Uncle Ben is very normal!"

"That's good, Lao Tzu still has something to do, let's go first...."Qing Rin touched his nose unnaturally, strode away directly towards the door, and after walking a long way, he paused slightly, and exhaled with Wei Ping, who was watching him leave, and....

touched his chest and showed a strange look:

Why is his heart beating wildly at a man?

Do you have a heart condition?

Thinking of this, he turned around and hurriedly ran to see the doctor for diagnosis and treatment....

Silvery white winter snow slowly fell in through the cracks in the propped up windows, and a snowflake fell lightly on the slender white fingers placed in front of the desk.

Sensing the slightest coldness, Cheng Lianjin, who had just finished talking to Beiming, lowered his eyes and looked at his fingers, rubbed them, raised his eyes and swept out of the window, and happened to see Qin Muyao, who was wearing an extremely thick stove, carrying the feet of the stove that was not very big, stepping on the bluestone path that had just been swept and piled up, and the gas she exhaled was scattered in the air, and immediately turned into a circle of white mist, her cheeks were red, and the tip of her nose was even red, running awkwardly, with a smile on her face, and another hair on her head was curled, and it was very cute to flutter in the wind with her hair.

Obviously there is a very shrewd person hidden in his heart, but at this time he looks like a soft and cute person who is harmless little woman.

Cheng Lianjin subconsciously glanced at it more, and then retracted it from her feet in the snow and looked at Cheng Lianjin and said, "You just ordered to do what you just said, and those things in the palace can still wait." ”

Beiming hung his head: "Yes." ”

"Go and get a clean pair of shoes and socks, warm a pot of hot wine, and... Add an extra stove to the room to warm it up. Cheng Lianjin commanded.

Beiming paused, and then stood up with the handrail and was about to go out to prepare for these, but as soon as he arrived at the door, the door was pushed open from the outside, and there was a thick person who wrapped himself in with the wind and snow.

Bei Ming suddenly understood what Cheng Lianjin's previous instructions meant, and bent down towards the comer: "Miss Yao." ”

Qin Muyao nodded hurriedly, stepped in with the snow on her feet, and immediately swept the entire house, and when she saw Cheng Lianjin sitting at the desk, she immediately bent her eyes and smiled: "Little Third Master, I brought you a good thing." ”

"Wait. Cheng Lianjin raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes were floating and heavy, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

She looked at him strangely: "Why, you still want to play hooligan on me in broad daylight, are you a little ashamed as the prince of Huaidu? Hey, hey, you... What are you doing...."

Before she finished speaking, her whole person was directly wrapped tightly by Cheng Lianjin's warm robe, and her head was also resting on his heart, just coming from the snow, her whole body was cold, and it was much warmer to be wrapped in his robe like this.

Don't.... Cheng Lianjin just to warm her cold body?

She was stunned.

With nowhere to put her hands, she inadvertently touched him, and the coldness actually touched his warm skin through his thin underwear, and she subconsciously retracted it, feeling that it was not good for such an ice man.

As soon as he retracted it, he was pulled over by Cheng Lianjin, put it in a thin underwear, and directly attached it to his innermost and warmest skin.

She struggled to take it out: "My hands are too cold, this will make you freeze and freeze you, Little Third Master." ”

"Don't be afraid, this king is not a person with a cold constitution like you. Cheng Lianjin held her hands tightly on her body, it was cold here, so she changed her position and continued to warm her hands.

"Lift your feet up. Cheng Lianjin looked at her wet shoes and said.

She shook her head, "Don't." ”

Cheng Lianjin didn't talk nonsense with her, sat her on his lap, scooped up her feet, directly dragged the shoes and socks wet with the snow, and wrapped them in a robe.

A pair of small feet is colder than hands, and it is a full ice cube.

There was no way, he had to warm her little feet with his thick palms, and the two maintained a strange and ambiguous posture, afraid that they would slide down, and before she could hug him, his arms were tightly clamped between his hands, which could warm her hands and prevent her from slipping down.

It's not the first time I've done this, I remember doing it in bed last time, I was moved last time, this time she was still moved, her heart was full of warmth, and her whole body was warm.

She rested her head on his heart, her eyes were red, and she got wet when she was hot, gradually blurring her vision, and wanted to cry but was afraid that Cheng Lianjin would think she was pretentious, so she had to endure it.

"If you want to cry, cry out. Cheng Lianjin comforted as if he could hear her heart.

She snorted her red nose and let hot tears roll in her eyes: "Little Third Master, why are you... Why... Why...."

"What, why?" he asked.

She hid her long eyelashes and said shyly, "Why are you... So good to me?"

yes, why can you be so nice to her?

Cheng Lianjin only replied with three words: "What do you say?" ”

I really asked her this time.

She didn't know.

But I want to know.

"Do you know that if you do this, you're going to make me... will make me...."The emotions surging in her heart were like gradually stacked waves, fluttering over and over again, trying to break through her throat, but at the critical moment, she was stuck by the woman's self-esteem.

Cheng Lianjin's movements froze slightly, and he looked at her fixedly: "You say it, this king listens." ”

And she....

Blushing on the ground.

He knew that if he did this, he would make her... Fell in love with him....

Yes, I just like him....

But she couldn't say, she wasn't sure whether the other party's kindness to her was out of love between men and women or.... Because of the contract or your own blood....

She's afraid...

"Why don't you speak?" asked Cheng Lianjin.

She shook her head lightly: "What I want to say is actually.... Thank you, too... I'm sorry. ”

He frowned slightly: "This king thought that what you wanted to say was not this. ”

"And what do you think I'm trying to say?" she said.

He was silent for a moment, continued to wrap his hand around her feet, and only after a while did he say, "What did you say that?"

"Which one?" she said with a hint of inexplicable expectation, hoping that the other party would understand the heart of her little daughter's family.

And what he said was, "Thank me, and I'm sorry for me, don't you think it's quite contradictory?"

I was asked this...

She felt a little disappointed, her eyes dimmed a little, and she said with a little temper: "Thank you for warming my hands and feet in person, but I'm sorry to let you, the prince, warm my hands and feet, I have nothing to repay, I can only repay you with blood and hard work." ”

Cheng Lianjin's movements slowed down for a long time this time, and in the end he only made a faint "oh" sound, full of a lot of things, and quite complicated.

The door was pushed open at this time, and Bei Ming brought a stove, and also brought a pair of clean shoes and socks and a pot of warm wine, but when he saw the two people in the room, he paused slightly, and then quickly lowered his head: "Lord, everything has been brought." ”

It was the first time that this posture had been seen, Qin Muyao took into account Cheng Lianjin's face and her own shyness, and was about to stand up, but she didn't expect to be imprisoned by him: "Don't move." Then he said to the north: "Give the shoes and socks to the king." ”

Beiming quickly handed the shoes and socks to Cheng Lianjin, and without looking at it, he quickly left the house and closed the door, standing outside the door and guarding.

And Qin Muyao's face in the room was already red and about to drip blood, looking at Cheng Lianjin, who was concentrating on putting shoes and socks on her, her ears quickly burned red: "Little Third Master, actually... I can come on my own...."

"Alright. Cheng Lianjin moved very neatly, quickly put her on, put her down, sniffed, and said, "It seems that there is something paste." ”

"Confused?.... Ahh

Ignoring the embarrassment just now, she quickly jumped off Cheng Lianjin's body, jumped and ran towards the stove she had brought in, picked up a wooden stick and tossed it inside.

"Are you roasting sweet potatoes here?" Cheng Lianjin walked over and leaned over slightly to look at the roasted black sweet potatoes that she had found for a long time.

She nodded: "Yes, how convenient it is to roast sweet potatoes here, and you can eat fragrant sweet potatoes and keep warm, it's the best of both worlds." ”

Wanting to take out the sweet potato, she tried to take it with her hands, but as soon as she took it, she retracted it hotly, pinched her ears and jumped.

Cheng Lianjin couldn't help laughing.

She pinched her ears and glared at him, "What are you laughing at? Am I so funny?"

"It's like a kitten stealing fish. Cheng Lianjin scratched her nose, smiled lowly, and took out the roasted sweet potato she asked for and put it on the table.

She followed to the desk, reached out and touched the sweet potato again, it was still hot, looked at Cheng Lianjin and asked, "Isn't it hot?"

"This king is not you, if you are hot, you know to use internal force to condense on your fingers and isolate it. Cheng Lianjin wiped his hands and replied.

She didn't expect that the internal force could be used like this, patted her unlucky head, quickly sat down and stretched her neck to blow the sweet potato on the desk hard, blowing it around.

"Warm up with a glass of warm wine. Cheng Lianjin poured a glass of warm wine.

Her hands were shrunk in her sleeves, she was afraid of the cold, so she just turned her head and opened her mouth and said, "Cold hands, feed me." ”

Unexpectedly, Cheng Lianjin didn't say anything, and fed her.

She looked at Cheng Lianjin strangely, and always felt that Cheng Lianjin seemed to be more and more indulgent to herself recently, and she was becoming more and more patient and gentle.

What's going on?

Could it be that Cheng Lianjin's conscience has found out?

After taking a sip of warm wine, my body was a lot warmer.

She continued to blow the sweet potatoes on the table, and Cheng Lianjin drank warm wine by herself: "Do you like to eat it so much?

"No, I'm sure I won't be able to eat it. She shook her head and explained, "You can't eat delicious things often, you will get tired of eating too much." ”

"What about the man?"

She was stunned for a moment, subconsciously looked at Cheng Lianjin, and after meeting his sharp gaze for a moment, she quickly moved her head away, pondered for a while, and said, "Probably not." ”

"Huh?" he frowned, clearly not very satisfied with the answer.

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