Yang Ruoqing's eyes flashed, and she glanced at the orange in her hand, "You don't want to eat oranges, do you?" Alas, it's not that I'm stingy and don't give you food, it's the doctor's advice, your current physical condition, you shouldn't eat cold things at night, and you will eat it when the sun comes out during the day tomorrow! ”

With that, her gaze fell back to the page in front of her.

Such a night, such a carriage.

Such lights, such handsome and sexy men.

It's still her husband.

It's just that you can see it, but you can't eat it.

Oh, it's painful, it's tormenting!

Hurry up and read a book, read a book, and stay away from evil thoughts......

Yang Ruoqing was pretending to read a book here, but on the side, Luo Fengtang couldn't cry or laugh because of what she just said.

Could it be that he is such a big person, and looking at her a few more times is to worry about the orange in her hand?

This girl is really cute.

"Qing'er......" he called out to her suddenly.

"Huh? What's the matter? She asked.

Luo Fengtang said: "Don't look at it, tell me about our past!" ”

"Huh?" She took her gaze off the page and back to his face again.

She said, talk more, deepen the impression, and keep it all to help him wake up his memory as soon as possible.

"Okay, I'll tell you what you want to hear."

Luo Fengtang thought for a moment and said, "Didn't you say that we are two people?" ”

Yang Ruoqing nodded, and said seriously: "Well, we have worshiped our parents in heaven and earth, and we have also told the gods, in a certain sense, we are indeed a husband and wife relationship protected by the law and recognized by the public." ”

A glimmer of light flashed under Luo Fengtang's eyes, and he asked again: "Then can you tell me about the two of us...... How did they come together? ”

Yang Ruoqing was stunned, this kid is still interested in inquiring about this?

She sat up straight and raised her hand to brush her hair.

"Before you say that, you answer me a question." She said.

"What's the problem?" He asked.

She leaned in so he could see her face more clearly.

"What do you think I look like?" She asked.

"Huh?" He was stunned.

Yang Ruoqing continued: "To be honest. ”

He hesitated a little: "Honestly...... I'm afraid you'll be angry. ”

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes, these words are more lethal than his direct truth!

"Okay, I see." Yang Ruoqing said.

"Why did we get together in the first place, please forgive me for not being able to tell you now." She said.

"Why?" He was puzzled.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Some things are secrets between the two of us, and they are also things that we have experienced together. ”

"That experience was very beautiful, for us in the past, it was something that was treasured in each other's hearts, and I am very sure."

As she spoke, her gaze fell on him again.

"To be honest, Tang Yanzi, now when I face you and even say these words to you, I feel that there is something strange."

"The feeling of strangeness is mutual."

"So, I can tell you everything else, but I don't want to talk about what I went through with you in the past."

"Hope...... You can understand my mood at the moment. ”

A faint, unspeakable loss.

The people who thought about the Ming Dynasty were in front of them, but a thousand words were blocked in their throats and they couldn't say anything.

Luo Fengtang listened silently and didn't say anything.

Neither of them communicated again, each looking at a book.

It wasn't until later that the book in her hand slipped down and her head tilted to the side.

Looking at her tilted head and dozing off, Luo Fengtang felt very interesting.

This is completely different from her sharp-toothed mouth just now.

An urge rose in his chest to protect her.

He put down the scroll in his hand, leaned over, and picked up the book she had dropped and set it aside.

Then, lay her flat and covered with the quilt.

He didn't immediately retreat, but looked at the sleeping face in front of him, and couldn't help but reach out and want to touch her face.

At that moment, she suddenly moved.

He quickly withdrew his hand and sat in his place, not daring to move.

She rolled over, turned sideways to him, and let out an even, long breath.

He was relieved at this time, and lay back in his bed, listening to her breathing, and gradually fell asleep.

……

"Mother, Yaxue and I interrupted our stay in this town for an hour, we all had lunch, fed the horses, and then I asked Yaxue to go to the town to buy two things."

"After lunch, we will set off, and we will be able to go to Changping Village early tomorrow morning."

"There is a shop in this town that sells chrysanthemum cake molds that are famous far and wide, and I want to buy some to take home."

At the entrance of the town in front, Yang Ruoqing discussed with Tuoba Xian.

Tuoba Xian smiled gently: "Okay." ”

On the side, Luo Fengtang said: "Let Yaxue accompany her mother, take the baby together, and I will accompany you to buy things." ”

Yang Ruoqing thought about it, so she arranged it.

After entering the town, they went separately, they went to find a shop to order food, and went to resupply.

Yang Ruoqing followed Luo Fengtang and walked to a shop on the street.

The Double Ninth Festival is approaching, and chrysanthemum cakes are popular in this area, and the chrysanthemum cakes that can be fake and real are too difficult if people carve them by hand.

Put it in the mold, just like making moon cakes, it's much simpler, and it looks good.

The two of them went into a shop that specialized in selling this and bought this mold.

Yang Ruoqing bought more than a dozen in one go, as if they were wholesale.

After going home, I gave my mother one, the eldest aunt, the fifth aunt, and the osmanthus aunt.

Then when he came out, he passed a bun shop, and Luo Fengtang suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong? Why don't you leave? Yang Ruoqing asked.

Luo Fengtang glanced at Yang Ruoqing, and then at the bun shop, "Qing'er, you wait for me." ”

Then, he walked briskly towards the bun shop over there.

Yang Ruoqing stood here, watching him buy buns there.

Don't you all have to go to lunch? Why do you still buy steamed buns?

To his surprise, he had already bought it and ran back.

"Qing'er, give it to you." He said.

Seeing a meat bun stretched out in front of her, Yang Ruoqing was stunned.

Meat buns?

Meat buns again?

She blinked, was it a coincidence? Or did he regain his memory?

"What's wrong? Don't you love meat buns? He asked.

Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses and reached out to take the meat bun, "I love to eat, I love to eat meat buns the most." ”

opened his mouth and took a big bite, this bun is obviously a meat bun with thin skin and a lot of filling, but when you bite into your mouth, why does it feel like eating brown sugar sesame filling?

"Hehe, if you like to eat it, I bought a lot of it, and I'll give it to you on the way later."

"Huh?"

She saw that he was still holding a large bulging paper bag in his hand.

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