Two days later, Kyoto's young sato was considered a relatively large event, and the Lake Poetry Festival began.

This time, the poetry meeting of the lake was initiated by Chi Rui, the eldest lady of the Yasukuni Mansion.

She's only responsible for initiating it, but she doesn't need to post.

I just need to publicize it, and everyone knows it, so I will automatically and consciously participate.

It doesn't matter what your identity is.

But there are still a lot of powerful people who come.

Wenling is also a low-key traveler.

Wen Zheng wanted to follow, but the teacher's homework had not been completed, and he couldn't go anywhere.

In this regard, Wen Zheng said pitifully that it was really difficult to be an emperor.

It's a pity that Wen Ling didn't have sympathy, just patted him on the shoulder and left directly.

Leaving the palace in a low-key manner, Ji Chenghuai had already been waiting outside the palace for a long time.

Wen Ling poured from his carriage to Ji Chenghuai's carriage.

Then the two of them travel together.

Red leaves and red candles followed, and the other maidservants didn't bring them.

But the Dark Guard followed.

Now Wen Ling's secret guard and Ji Chenghuai's secret guard are quite familiar, and everyone still chooses a position to guard it.

I almost didn't drink it directly.

"Cover it a little, it's still a little cold at this time." Seeing that Wen Ling was not wearing a thick dress, Ji Chenghuai pulled Wen Ling into the carriage and hurriedly covered a thin quilt, for fear that the little girl would freeze or something.

Hearing him say this, Wen Ling directly opened his arms, and said with a smile: "Ji Chenghuai, then you can help me cover it." ”

The little girl didn't want to tease him all the time.

But Ji Chenghuai eats this set, what can he do?

Originally, the two of them sat on opposite sides.

At this time, the little girl opened her arms and gave him all her trust, and Ji Chenghuai could only do it obediently.

Originally, this kind of thing was what Ji Chenghuai couldn't ask for.

If not at this time, but when?

Therefore, with the thin quilt in his hand, he moved from his side to Wen Ling's side.

The thin quilt was covered on the little girl, and Ji Chenghuai originally wanted to go back.

As a result, Wen Ling will let him go?

I don't even want to think about it.

The little girl's outstretched arms were directly wrapped around his waist.

The warm touch slammed into his body, and the cold and lonely arms were dyed with a soft temperature all of a sudden.

Ji Chenghuai wanted to leave, but he couldn't go.

He was too greedy for this feeling, and he was even more reluctant to push the little girl away.

Therefore, let the little girl wrap around her waist, with her little head in front of her, rubbing around very calmly.

Ji Chenghuai's own arm unconsciously followed the loop.

Ji Chenghuai told himself that he was just afraid that the carriage was not stable enough, and the little girl could not sit steadily, what should she do if she fell?

"Ji Chenghuai, am I soft?" As a result, the little ginseng spirit felt that this flirting was not enough, and at this time, he asked fiercely.

Ji Chenghuai only felt that the little girl in his arms was very hot, and he wanted to push it away, but he was reluctant.

But if you don't push it away, you don't know what kind of words will be said in the next second.

Ji Chenghuai's heart, because of this sentence, was pounding and beating irregularly for a long time.

Wen Ling, on the other hand, was a little closer, listening to this heartbeat, and grinned: "It must be very soft, otherwise your heart wouldn't beat so fast." ”

It's very soft, but in this case, Ji Chenghuai couldn't say it after several efforts.

I always feel that these simple words are like a hot mouth, and he can't really express them.

He wanted to say that the little girl is not only soft, but also soft-hearted.

Even the voice is delicate and soft.

However, I couldn't say it.

(End of chapter)