Song Zhao picked up a pomegranate and put it in Song Jinfu's palm.

"Third brother, don't talk nonsense, I don't care what others think. For me, your blessing is the best gift for me and never a joke. ”

The little girl's white and tender cheeks bloomed with a smile like a flower.

The gaze is clear and sincere.

My sister doesn't dislike him.

Song Jinfu put in the pomegranate, and smiled sweetly, as if he had obtained a great treasure.

Song frowned in envy.

Song Zhao had never spoken to Song Jinfu in such a coquettish tone before.

Is it to look at him here, deliberately diaphragm to answer him?

Thinking of using this way to make him jealous, so that he can bow his head to her again?

Scold.

Childish tricks.

He glanced at Song Zhao with disgust, with an expression of indifference, and walked past the two indifferently.

Passing by Song Jinfu's side, he said coldly, "Since ancient times, the rules have been set when the concubine is born. If there is no summons from the lord, you should not act at will, so that the guests will see and think that there are no rules in our house.

Today is the entrance banquet of the little sister, if you are for the good of the little sister, you should go back to your Dali Temple on duty. ”

Song Jinfu looked at Song Jingxian very unpleasantly.

But Song Jingxian is the prince of the world, and what he said is reasonable.

He muffled in response.

Song Zhao raised his eyes, frowned and said, "This is my banquet, I want the third brother to stay, if you can't get used to it, you can go back to your courtyard." ”

Song Jingxian, "......"

He was a dignified son, but he was reduced to such a disgusted field.

Song Zhao wants to drive him away for the sake of a cousin?

She thought that who else could support her in the future, but him?

Pulling his lips, Song Jingxian walked away.

Probably, they don't have a brother and sister relationship.

Not a few steps away, a little guy came in a hurry and said a few words to Song Jingxian, and Song Jingxian immediately left with the little guy.

Song Jinfu's ears moved, he found an excuse to say goodbye to Song Zhao, and quietly followed.

*

Song Zhao held a pomegranate and sat on the stone steps, eating with a match.

At the end of the eaves.

Si Yuge strolled over with military boots and stopped in front of her.

Song Zhao raised his head, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, "Fourth brother, did you come back to send me blessings?" ”

Si Yu took his robe and sat down next to her.

tilted his head, lowered his eyelids, and said in a lazy tone, "I thought that you only had the third brother in your eyes, but you didn't know the fourth brother." ”

"Not really! You're all my good brothers! ”

Song Zhao obediently offered the pomegranate, sweet and crisp, and said, "This is the pomegranate I left for the fourth brother, sweet and delicious, come to think of it, the fourth brother will like to eat it." ”

Si Yu's eyes were dark.

Pomegranate means many.

When she said this, did she want to have more children with him?

Come to think of it, after the candles in the cave room, it's time to have a baby.

He laughed, but his body leaned over very honestly, and opened his mouth—

Song Zhao disdainfully, "Fourth brother, you are such a big person, why do you still have to be your sister's to feed you." ”

"My brother is old and doesn't have much strength." The corners of Si Yu's mouth were raised, and his tone seemed a little careless, "You should just honor your brother, okay?" ”

Song Zhao felt that it made sense, and twisted a pomegranate and sent it to his mouth.

Si Yu lowered his head, and while biting the pomegranate, his tongue rubbed against Song Zhao's fingers.

Song Zhao retracted his hand like an electric shock, and a youthful and laughing voice came from his ears.

"It's sweet."

Song Zhao lowered his head, only to feel that the skin on his fingers was a little weird.

She rubbed her hand against her shirt, "Do you want more?" ”

Si Yu had a helpless expression on his face, why are you so greedy, and said faintly, "One is enough." ”

"But I don't think it's enough." Song Zhao remembered that Si Yu had a big appetite, and he ate three bowls of food.

Si Yu was meaningful, and his gaze crossed Song Zhao's lower abdomen,

"Too much, brother is afraid that you won't be able to stand it."

Song Zhao, "? ”

Si Yu's fingertips rubbed the corners of Song Zhao's lips, carelessly, "Why did you apply such a bright lipstick today?" ”

Song Zhao had a bitter face, "Don't say it, I slept in your house last night, and there were mosquitoes in your house that bit my mouth, and now they are all numb, and they can only be covered up with saliva fat." ”

He coughed lightly, "Really? I didn't pay attention. ”

Probably last night, he pitied the little girl's infatuation and gave too much sweetness.

Song Zhao muttered, "The mosquito is really bad, fortunately it didn't bite my face, otherwise it would have been a joke today." ”

"Is this called broken?"

Si Yu hooked his lips.

turned his back and secretly held the fingertips that were stained with Song Zhao's lipstick.

There will be worse ones in the future, how can Little Lady Song stand it?