Ning Ying hung her head and thought for a while, then finally shook her head and whispered to the fourth elder brother: "There should be no shortage of ......?" ”

At the end of the sentence, his tone rose slightly, and he seemed to be a little uncertain.

It also seems to be a little cowardly with insufficient confidence.

Quite unconfident—if she wanted it, would he give it?

Can she ask for it?

The girl's voice was soft and delicate, but it couldn't hide the slightest uneasiness.

The fourth elder brother keenly captured it.

He stared at her drooping little head.

The girl in front of her hung her head very low, and between her black and shiny sideburns, the stamens trembled slightly on a pale pink cherry blossom hairpin.

Through the shredded hair, her slender chin could be faintly seen.

Very soft arc.

Then, the fourth elder brother saw her raise her eyes quickly, holding her little hands behind her back blankly, her toes gently drawing circles on the ground, and she looked up at him helplessly.

The fourth elder brother only felt that there was a place in his heart that softened inexplicably.

The softness gradually spreads.

Almost crushed.

He subconsciously turned his head, didn't look at the girl in front of him, just tightened his grip on Ning Ying's hand.

After a moment, he let go of his hand and looked at Ning Ying's eyes, as if he was afraid of scaring her, he softened his voice as much as possible, and said softly: "Don't worry, think about it slowly - what you like, even if someone tells Su Peisheng." ”

In the end, the fourth elder brother was stunned for a moment.

He heard his own voice.

It was something he had never heard before...... Gentle.

Ning Ying was stunned for a moment, slowly raised her head, her eyelashes trembled, she stretched out her hand and gently pulled his sleeve, and smiled at the fourth elder brother with her face up.

A very sweet smile - very bright, very simple, very happy, very pure.

There was undisguised satisfaction in her eyes.

Like the lotus wind in summer, like the cinnamon fragrance in autumn, like the sweet lychee black tea I just drank.

Like all the lovely, beautiful things in this world.

The fourth elder brother twitched his eyelids, stared at Ning Ying's eyes for a moment, and suddenly raised his hand and touched her head in a ghostly manner.

With this movement, his slender and powerful fingers slowly moved back, and with the warm temperature of his palm, he clasped the back of Ning Ying's head, and suddenly gently and firmly grabbed it in his direction.

There is an undeniable strength in this action.

Ning Ying was stunned for a moment, and when she raised her head, she was facing the deep dark eyes of the fourth elder brother.

It took her a few seconds to react: Yike...... It's a touch of the head to kill~!

She reached out and covered her face.

(*/ω＼*)！！

The fourth elder brother took her movements into his eyes.

He struggled to hold back a moment of laughter.

Finally I couldn't hold back.

He looked down and laughed.

……

After dinner, it was still early, so the fourth elder brother read a book here at Ning Ying.

Ning Ying watched him open the scroll, and felt that she would be disturbed by the side.

So she tiptoed to walk away, but was held by the fourth elder brother's wrist.

He motioned for her to sit down next to her.

Ning Ying had no choice but to sit obediently on the chair next to her, her eyes wandering over the scroll in front of her.

Traditional vertical arrangement, looking a little tired, the content is also very boring.

She only glanced at it, and she didn't want to look at it - sorting out the spice jar or writing the menu was more interesting than that.

But the fourth elder brother had no intention of allowing her to go.

Ning Ying had no choice but to sit next to her honestly, lowered her head, and silently looked at the hand that the fourth elder brother was holding her.

His hands were equally fair-skinned, with well-defined bones and straight fingers—beautiful hands.

Very elegant pair of hands.

Ning Ying looked at it for a moment, then gently stretched out her hand, and traced the back of his hand slightly with the fingertips of her other hand, tracing the direction of the muscles and bones.

The fourth elder brother's eyes were still on the book, and he noticed her movements, but the corners of his lips were slightly hooked.

He turned his hand and wrapped all of her small hands into his palm.

After reading a volume, the fourth elder brother inadvertently turned his head, and found that Ning Ying beside him, I don't know when, had closed his eyes and crooked on the chair.

A strand of bangs fell from her forehead and rested gently between her eyebrows, her hair undulating slightly as she breathed.

I don't know what I dreamed of in my dreams, her good-looking eyebrows sometimes frowned slightly, and sometimes stretched out.

It looks like I'm sleeping deeply.

The fourth elder brother was stunned and put down the book in his hand.

Qingyang stayed outside. When he heard the movement, he thought that the masters were going to call for hot water to come in and wait for the bath, so he hurriedly came in lightly.

Seeing Ning Ying's scene, Qing Yang was stunned, and stood in place for a while, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.

The fourth elder brother motioned for her to get out of the way, then bent down slightly and picked Ning Ying up from the chair.

Qing Yang lowered his head and tried his best to endure the joyful smile on his face - his face was about to twitch!

Ning Ying slept soundly, her little head slightly to the side.

The fourth elder brother lowered his head, and saw Ning Ying obediently lying in his arms, still rubbing lightly on his clothes.

He pursed the corners of his lips, put the person in his arms on the bed, and looked down at Ning Ying for a moment, then motioned for Qing Yang to come over and take care of it.

Qing Yang hurriedly came over.

She acted very quickly as Gege took off her shoes and coat, and shook off the brocade quilt.

After carefully covering his own Gege, Qing Yang squatted down, and when he saw the fourth elder brother waving his hand, he immediately walked along the wall and went out backwards, not forgetting to close the door.

In fact, Chenguang at this time was not too late, just because Ning Ying's residence was a little more remote, and as soon as she closed the door, it was extraordinarily quiet.

The sound of insects stinging in the courtyard.

The fourth elder brother stretched out his hand, a little wanting to rub the top of Ning Ying's head.

I was afraid of waking her up, but I held back in the end.

……

After squinting for about a pillar of incense, Ning Ying woke up.

Her eyelids had just been cracked, and the lights in the room were so bright that she couldn't open them.

She quickly stretched out her hand to cover her eyes, and for a moment she was in a trance—she thought she had slept until noon.

Then he closed his eyes and slowed down, rubbed his eyes again, and turned his head, Ning Ying saw that the night outside the window was like ink, and a clear moon hung on the branches.

The fourth elder brother was sitting behind a desk not far away, sitting upright, writing something with a pen.

Ning Ying was excited, and quickly sat up: "Fourth master......"

Why did she fall asleep!

But I was so sleepy just now.

In fact, she has been barely holding on, and then she didn't hold on......

The fourth elder brother put down the pen in a hurry, lifted his eyelids, raised his eyes to look at her, and his voice was very gentle: "You just fell asleep." ”

Ning Ying: ......!

She lifted the quilt with a sigh, and didn't care about calling Qingyang to come in and wait, she quickly put on embroidered shoes, walked briskly to the fourth elder brother, and squatted down very familiarly: "The concubine pleads guilty to the fourth master......"

The fourth elder brother closed the scroll in his hand, got up neatly, held her hand with one hand, helped her up, and shouted to the minions to bring water in the bath.