Ling Hua rarely lost his temper in front of Yan Qing.

Once during the period of recuperating from her injuries at the banquet in Duanjing, she sent it once, packed up her clothes and left, and didn't even eat. He thought she was gone, but she quickly turned back and left after dinner.

And this time.

Yan Qing stood lazily against the trunk of the tree, looking at the back of Ling Hua's head as if the smoke was almost dead by him, passing through the trunks of begonia flowers, the slender figure quickly disappeared, the tip of his tongue against the gums, and laughed.

Is it really gone? Or will they come back to him?

Yan Qing leaned on the trunk of the tree and did not move, letting the begonia petals fall on his shoulder, I really don't understand what she likes about begonias, begonias are beautiful flowers and trees, beautiful is good-looking, beautiful is really beautiful, but how to look at how delicate and delicate, and there is not even a fragrance, if it is planted with plum blossoms all over the mountain, the cold plum is proud, and the fragrance can float thousands of miles.

Ling Hua naturally didn't really go, after she walked out of the way, she glanced back, Yan Qing's figure was no longer visible, but she could still imagine that he was afraid that he was motionless at this time, still leaning against the trunk of the tree, and still maintaining a lazy posture.

Whether she can go or not, he doesn't care.

Ling Hua was depressed, he had been brushing his good feelings for so long, he was not enlightened at all, he was really depressed.

This begonia flowers all over the mountains, how beautiful it is, each one has the beauty of each plant, each one is different, doesn't he like to drink begonias drunk? Now under the rain of begonia flowers all over the mountains, I can't afford to have children at all?

What a piece of stone!

She didn't want to go back to him immediately, so she picked up the hem of her clothes, found a begonia tree that looked thick and strong, climbed on it, lay down on the trunk, and closed her eyes to rest.

Yan Qing seemed to think of Ling Hua together, he stood against the trunk of the tree for a while, and then turned around to climb the trunk, but as soon as he moved, he remembered the brand new clothes on his body, the material of this agarwood satin clothes is also very delicate, a little scratch and touch, it will ruin a good clothes.

So, he simply took off his coat, hung it on a branch beside him, put on the trunk of the tree wearing only his underwear, and closed his eyes to rest.

The summer breeze is blowing, and the begonia flowers and trees are shady, revealing a little coolness.

Yan Qing really fell asleep.

Ling Hua closed his eyes and rested for a while, feeling that the time was almost up, and when he came down from the tree to find it, he saw Yan Qing who had fallen asleep on the tree.

On the branches hung his undressed coat, intact and not scratched in a single bit.

Ling Hua's depression disappeared in an instant, although he didn't know how to be in the snow, but at the very least, he knew how to cherish her hard work of sewing stitches and threads, and it was not hopeless.

She didn't want to wake him, so she lightly landed on a tree not far away, and decided to sleep.

She also fell asleep quickly.

Therefore, when Yan Qing woke up an hour later, he saw Ling Hua sleeping on a tree not far away, the hem of the girl's clothes hanging down on the trunk of the tree, one arm under her head, one arm on her forehead, and her face covered with long sleeves.

The begonia petals were blown by the wind and fell on her head, even if she couldn't see her face, it showed that she was a little more delicate than flowers.

Yan Qing stared at Ling Hua for a while, then casually broke a begonia and smashed it at her.

Ling Hua was already sleeping lightly, was smashed awake, reached out and grabbed the smashed thing, opened her eyes and saw that it was a begonia branch that was just in bloom, she turned her head, and saw Yan Qing sitting on the trunk of the tree.

He had a look of whims, "Didn't you leave me behind?" ”

Ling Hua didn't want to deal with him, but he didn't want to be polite to him either, "You are my fiancé, can you say this with a face?" ”

Yan Qing was not annoyed when he was scolded, but raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Why am I shameless?" ”

Ling Hua sat up, intending to have a good fight with him, "You're my fiancé, if I really leave you behind, I don't care what you look like?" Do you have a little bit of a number in your own mind? Is that interesting? ”

Yan Qing disagreed, "Is your fiancé amazing in your eyes?" ”

Ling Hua was very sure, "It's amazing." ”

If others dared to be so angry with her to her, she would have let Liuli kill her thousands of times with a sword, and if she couldn't kill her, she wouldn't let him have a good time. But the fiancé has to endure it.

"You have to learn that romance is a necessary skill for your fiancé?" Yan asked rhetorically.

Ling Hua choked, and suddenly remembered that Qin Huan had seriously advised her, and she remembered that she had listened carefully to his advice at that time, and what she remembered most clearly was the sentence, "You change your temper, don't bully Brother Yan, don't let him do things he is not willing to do, such as your rouge gouache, clothing and jewelry, hairpin nails, this kind of daughter's things, don't force him to learn, Brother Yan will like you." ”

In short, you do what he likes, and don't do what he doesn't like.

Now she pulls him to stroll under the begonia flowers and rain to talk about love, which can probably be classified as something he is not willing to do, she not only lets but also loses her temper with him, makes her temperament, throws her face, throws him away, is looking for death, right?

How could she find death?

She coughed, immediately retracted all her temperament, and said a little weakly, "No." ”

The fiancé should have this necessary ability, but since her fiancé can't, for the sake of his face, this ability can also be avoided.

Anyway, she also strolled through the begonia flowers and rained as she wished, and it didn't matter if she was in love or not.

Yan Qing: "Oh? He jumped off the trunk of the tree, "Didn't you just turn around and walk because of this tantrum at me?" It's good so soon? ”

Ling Hua was even more vain, "I think it's not right that I can't fall in love, and it's really wrong to ask you to ask you, so I reflected on myself." ”

"You went to sleep in a tree? Is it a dream of reflection? Yan Qing didn't let her go.

Ling Hua wanted to turn around and leave again, but she couldn't, she looked left and right and said to him, "It's almost time for lunch, shouldn't we go back?" I'm hungry, are you hungry? ”

Yan Qing casually took his clothes from the branches, and nodded as he wore them, "Well, I'm hungry too." ”

Ling Hua happily walked back with the branch, "Then let's go!" The steward said that there are bear's paws today, and I love to eat them. ”

Yan Qing followed behind her, her steps were relaxed, and she seemed to have forgotten the topic just now, "I also love to eat." ”

The two talked, talked about the bear's paws together, and went out of this sea of begonias.

At noon, the kitchen was really made of bear's paws, and the cooking was very delicious.

After eating and drinking, Ling Hua asked, "Where are you going to play in the afternoon?" ”

What Ling Hua wanted most was to walk with Yan Qing under the rain of begonia flowers and talk about love, but now that she was defeated by reality, she lost the obsession she wanted to do the most, and shook her head, "I don't want to go anywhere to play." ”

Yan raised his eyebrows lightly, "You are in Qiyun Mountain, don't you have a place to play?" Didn't you say there's a lot to do? ”

He had a look on his face that you weren't lying to me.

Ling Hua wanted to kick him, but it was impossible, the favorability was not enough, and she couldn't die, she said seriously, "There are a lot of places to play, but I was too dead by my mother before, and I didn't have a childhood, so I built Qiyun Mountain later, and I deliberately made a lot of places to play." For example, there is a paradise, which is full of fun huge toys, which I specially found a craftsman to build, there are spinning, there are high-altitude, there are ghost towns, there are mazes, etc., for example, there is a grassy slope that can ski, sliding down from the high mountain, it is very exciting, and there is a plum blossom pile made of a single-plank bridge, in the river, you can take a fishing net on the plum blossom pile to fish in the river to play, while practicing while fishing, in the past, Liuli liked to play the most......"

Yan Qing said angrily, "There are so many fun, why did you take me to the mountains today?" ”

Ling Hua is no longer powerless, is that a blind walk? That's a stroll.

She felt the need to bring it up again, "because I think walking in the rain of begonia flowers is good for cultivating feelings." ”

Yan Qing looked stupid, "Do you think we need to cultivate feelings?" ”

"Don't you need it?" Ling Hua asked rhetorically.

Yan nodded lightly, very direct, "No need, that thing can't be eaten or drunk, cultivate a ghost." ”

Ling Hua: "......"

What you say makes a lot of sense!

She seemed to be persuaded and was speechless.

"Let's go, you take me to play those fun things." Yan Qing couldn't sit still, pondering which one to start with, "Well, let's start with the paradise you said!" ”

Ling Hua sat still and yawned, "Let Yunluo accompany you." ”

Yan Qing looked at her, "Don't tell me you're going to sleep again after a sleep." ”

Ling Hua nodded, "Yes, I'm sleepy again." ”

Yan Qing didn't believe it, "You don't want to take me to play, do you?" ”

Ling Hua wanted to nod very much, yes, I'm tired of playing with those things for a long time, only the begonia flower walking in the rain hasn't been tried with anyone yet, try it today, but unfortunately I'm almost angry, so that I don't want to play anything else with you.

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