The man's hands are wide and slender.

The girl's hands are slender and soft.

The broad hand wraps the slender hand, which is distinct, but unusually harmonious.

It's as if holding each other is a matter of course.

Luo Sheng looked at the man with his eyes wide open, and there was only one thought in his mind: So it's not a misunderstanding, and it's not self-inflicted, right?

Wei Han had no thoughts in his head.

That soft, cold hand was in the palm of his hand, and he just wanted to hold it for a long time.

This hand can conjure up the supreme delicacy and shoot a sharp arrow.

Let him appreciate, let him rejoice.

He increased his strength and clenched the slender jade hand that was as soft as a bone.

Luo Sheng came back to his senses completely and shouted: "Let go!" ”

Wei Han also came back to his senses, looked at the angry girl and said in a low voice, "Your hands are so cold." ”

Luo Sheng looked at him coldly.

"My hands are hot." The man explained dryly.

Luo Sheng sneered.

The brain is still spinning fast enough.

"Whether my hands are cold or not, what does it have to do with the prince?"

Seeing that Wei Han was stunned, Luo Sheng asked again: "Is the prince's hand hot, and what does it have to do with me?" ”

This bastard wants to find a good reason to get by, and holds back these two sentences to perfunctory her, doesn't she think she is really dazzled by the man's skin?

"Yes, it doesn't matter." Wei Han's thin lips pursed slightly, "I'm sorry." ”

Luo Sheng's face darkened: "Then you still don't let go!" ”

Having said all that, he was still holding her hand.

Wei Han lowered his eyes, stared at the hands of the two of them and thought about it, and shook his head: "But I don't want to let it go now." ”

Luo Sheng was stunned.

She felt that it was not the bracelet that was quietly replaced today, but the King of Kaiyang.

Who the hell is this cheeky disciple!

"Really?" Luo Sheng raised his eyebrows angrily.

The man replied with a straight face: "Don't let go." ”

Luo Sheng kicked the man's calf, pulled out his hand and turned away.

Wei Han subconsciously wanted to chase, took a step and stopped.

I couldn't hold Miss Luo's hand anymore when I caught up, and I couldn't explain what happened to him just now.

That...... Let's pack up the venison first.

Wei Han squatted down again, picked up the sharp dagger, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the bamboo basket placed by the stream.

The bamboo basket looked lonely because of the owner's hurried departure, and the red June persimmons inside hung with clear water droplets, which was very pleasing to look at.

Wei Han clenched his hand gripping the dagger, his heart was in turmoil.

Something could be wrong with him......

He put down the dagger, and the hand ghost sent the god to reach for the bamboo basket, picked up a June persimmon and ate it blankly.

June persimmon is sweet and sour, just like his mood at the moment.

Behind the trees not far away, Wei Qiang looked in the direction of Qingxi and clenched his fists.

At this distance, although he couldn't hear what the two said, he could see the situation just now.

He didn't care that King Kaiyang shook Miss Luo's hand, what he cared about was Miss Luo's reaction later.

She reminded him of Lorle again.

That year, when he learned the news of the family decision, he ran to her excitedly and held her hand.

It was the first time he had known each other for many years, and he had developed such courage.

She kicked him with her foot, withdrew her hand and turned away.

There was still a slight difference, Luo'er's kick was much harder, and he kicked him directly to the ground.

Glancing at the man in scarlet clothes eating June persimmons from afar, Wei Qiang was in a trance.

Although the results after being kicked were a little different, Miss Luo's appearance just now was really too similar to Luo'er.

The way Luo'er shoots an arrow, Luo'er kicks him angrily, Luo'er ......

Wei Qiang suddenly had the mood of not waiting to see Luo Sheng.

Maybe...... It was God's mercy that allowed him to meet a woman who looked so much like Luo'er.

As for Yu Niang, he always knew that it was not his Luo'er.

She's just a connection to Luo'er that he doesn't want to sever.

She is Luo'er's maidservant Chaohua.

He hadn't remembered the name for a long time.

Chaohua, Shufeng, and Jiangxue, every name in his memory was covered in blood.

He didn't dare to look at it.

Now he is not afraid, he has found "Luo'er".

Wei Qiang didn't know how long he stood behind the tree, and it wasn't until the crimson figure left that he suddenly came back to his senses, and noticed that his face was cold.

Luo Sheng returned to the makeshift pot stove in front of the tent, which made Sheng Saburo wonder.

"Cousin, why did you come back alone?"

Luo Sheng's face had already regained his calm: "King Kaiyang said that it would be enough for him to clean up alone, and I will come back." ”

"Ahh Sheng Saburo looked around and said vigilantly, "Where's your basket?" ”

Isn't my cousin going to the stream to wash June persimmons, why is the basket gone?

Luo Sheng froze for a moment, and his face did not change and explained: "King Kaiyang said that he came to wash. ”

was messed with by that bastard, where did she remember June persimmon.

Sheng Saburo suddenly changed color: "It's not good, what if the June persimmon is eaten by King Kaiyang?" ”

My cousin said that canned braised venison must be seasoned with June persimmons, and it took a lot of effort to get such a basket of June persimmons.

If it is eaten by King Kaiyang, what will happen to the can of stewed venison?

The more Sheng Saburo thought about it, the more panicked he became.

Luo Sheng said lightly: "No, cousin, don't worry." ”

She had a quarrel with that man like that, and it was hard to imagine that as another party, she still had the mind to eat June persimmons.

"Cousin believes in King Kaiyang so much?"

Luo Sheng's expression was slightly cold: "It's not that I believe it, it's just that King Kaiyang doesn't eat the habitual persimmon." ”

Do you believe that person?

From the time he found out that she shot that arrow and she was still safe and sound, maybe there are some.

"That's good." Saburo breathed a sigh of relief.

Footsteps were heard.

Sheng Saburo thought it was Wei Han, and hurriedly turned his head to look, but saw Wei Qiang coming over, followed by the chamberlain and guard.

"I've seen Your Highness."

Wei Qiang ignored many salutes along the way, and his eyes fell on Luo Sheng.

He watched as she bent her knees slightly, her back straight, and she was not in the slightest discouraged by saluting someone of higher rank.

is neither humble nor arrogant, and it is not appropriate to use it on her.

Because only when we are aware of our own inferiority can we be neither humble nor arrogant.

And for the girl in front of her, it seems that they are equal, even-

Wei Qiang's expression was unpredictable, and he felt more and more that the girl in front of him looked like that person.

"Miss Luo doesn't have to be polite." Wei Qiang opened his mouth, his voice slightly deep.

Luo Sheng straightened up with an expressionless face.

At the moment, she didn't cope with this person's mood.

"Did Your Highness rush back when you heard that Yu Xuanzhi was injured?"

"Uh, yes."

"That's really unfortunate, Yu Xuanzhi left. Your Highness is concerned about the jade selection of the waiter, and I will not keep you to eat. Speaking of which, Luo Sheng owes himself, "Congratulations to His Highness." ”

Until Wei Qiang walked out of the ten zhang, his mind was still in a trance.

He said two words, and was sent away by Miss Luo?

"Your Highness?" Seeing that Wei Qiang stopped, Dou Ren called out.

"Go back to the palace!"

And after Wei Qiang left, Wei Han came back with the cleaned venison on his back and a bamboo basket.

"The prince has cleaned up, it's pretty fast." Sheng Saburo smiled with a mouthful of white teeth and silently counted the June persimmons in the bamboo basket.

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