After a while, Ling Yiqing's aura also disappeared, and he opened the door, only to see a Xia Qing at the door.

She asked, "Well, what do you want?" I was thirsty and wanted to drink water. ”

In fact, Xia Qing really didn't commit any crime in Ling Yiqing's house. On weekdays, Ling Yiqing didn't know whether he was worried that he would accidentally get into trouble again, or if he was just distressed, so he protected him everywhere and didn't let him do housework, at most let him be a little scholar, bring tea and water, take books and pens, at least ...... It's kind of harmonious.

However, every time Father Ling opened his mouth and felt that Xia Qing was too idle, Ling Yiqing would always say coldly: "Let him wash the toilet, I suspect that our family has to dismantle the toilet...... Rub your shoulders and massage, hehe, you will wait to be hospitalized the next day! In exchange, Father Ling nodded yes.

Once, at night, Ling Yiqing was reading a book in the study, and felt a little thirsty, so she called to Xia Qing, who would often stand at the door and wait for orders: "Pour a glass of warm water!" "At least, Xia Qing poured water and broke a few cups, and the temperature of the water would not be hot.

But there was no movement outside the door.

She shouted again: "Worm, a glass of warm water!" ”

Worm is her specific name for Xia Qing, only she can shout like this. I remember that once she blurted out a "worm", Xia Qing nodded and praised her for her talent, so she shouted until now.

Stupid, spring worms, worms are very beautiful.

At that time, Xia Qing was very puzzled: "What if I counterattack and become a scholar?" ”

Ling Yiqing joked: "Call the voice bully? I thought it was a joke, but I didn't expect that one day in the future, it would really come true, like a dream, but it was real.

However, back to reality, pulling back thoughts, there is still no sound coming.

Ling Yiqing went out to take a look at the situation, and finally found Xia Qing dozing in her own small room. He lay on his desk, still holding a pencil in his hand, and on the table was a blank sheet of paper with a draft of an unformed drawing. It can be vaguely seen that it is a human face, which looks somewhat familiar, but it can't be named.

"Hey, you ......" She just thought about being more violent, shaking the sleepy insect awake, and finally when she was about to touch Xia Qing's clothes, she stopped, and stopped talking.

She heard the sound of snoring, presumably asleep, and quite soundly, her nose may have been plugged, and there was a slight pulling noise, which was slow for a while.

Her gaze swept over Xia Qing, who was calm at this time, and she stiffened for a while, forgetting that she had stopped for too long.

Under the lamp on the desk, there was a pouting little mouth, pouting, as if complaining about some dissatisfaction, muttering some words she didn't understand from time to time, popping out one by one; The eyelids are drooping, and the long, curled eyelashes are thick and brushed into a flat fan, but the broken hair that falls on both sides of the cheeks is also quietly attached to the face. It was also so close that I found that Xia Qing's golden retriever was still quite naughty, just like him, jumping around in the evening breeze.

It's so close......

Suddenly, a wave of heat surged in Ling Yiqing's heart, wanting to get closer.

Looking at the broken hair clinging to her cheeks, she tried to pull it away and reach behind her ears; Realized to transfer to the arm, down to the cuffs of the wrist, inexplicably want to lift up, to see if the skin inside is the same as his face, white and pure, so delicate that she is jealous of a girl; Finally, it swiped up and landed on the lips, pink, thin, and against the perfect white skin, it looked like a sleeping beautiful man who came out of the comics, so I thought...... Let people sin.

Oh my God, what do you think? Zha Qing Xiao thought that she was almost the same, why was it her turn to stare at Xia Qing stunned?

Ling Yiqing hurriedly looked away from her gaze, and instead glanced at the bed, and then the evening breeze leaking in from the window, cool and silky, seemed to be mixed with the heat of summer, the rhythm of ice and fire......

Does he catch a cold when he falls asleep like this?

Ling Yiqing couldn't help but worry about Xia Qing, but looking at his tall body, she suddenly flinched: It's so heavy, how can it be dragged forward?

Although Xia Qing has lost a little weight, he is so tall and his bones are still very heavy.

However, in the end, she still compromised with her choice, gritted her teeth, stared, supported Xia Qing's waist with one hand, and barely grabbed his shoulder with the other hand, but it was only a few meters away, but she felt that time passed extremely slowly. For the first time, I felt that time passed slowly, but I really wanted to sing the lyrics "Where has the time gone......

The pinna of the ear is a cry that is about to come out, a stuffy piece of gas, which is the sound of Xia Qing's even breathing after falling asleep, spraying at the base of his ear...... Gradually, it turned red to the cheeks, and floated crimson all over the face.

Finally, when he arrived at the bedside, Ling Yiqing still helped Xia Qing straighten his position to prevent him from falling over and falling on the cold floor.

I'm still afraid that he will catch a cold.

Ling Yiqing shook her head, she didn't know what was wrong with her, and she couldn't tell clearly.

was about to leave, but found that his arm was wrapped around the other arm. I twisted my body, but I couldn't pull it out, and in a moment of embarrassment, I could only sit on the edge of the bed and listen to the howling of the evening breeze...... Admire the sleeping face under the lights.

I don't know if it was the heat of the evening breeze that outweighed the coolness, or some other indescribable reason, Xia Qing's face seemed to be two pieces of red glow passing by, and finally decided to stop here for a while......

The blue reed watch on the wall, surrounded by gold cicada filaments and inlaid with white diamonds, is an old clock, which has not been replaced, or because of the love of tradition, I like to listen to the sound of metal turning and rubbing "tick-tock-tock".

Time seemed to dissolve here, melting the coolness of the evening breeze, leaving the whole heat behind, and I didn't notice it for a while......

"Xiaoqing, why is the light in the study on? Where are you? "It's Ling's father's voice, and it's estimated that he is patrolling at home.

"Eh, got it-" Ling Yiqing tried her best to suppress her voice, as quietly as possible, so as not to disturb the sleeping one.

She whispered worriedly: "You can give some strength, my father will not abuse you into scum when he sees it......"

Unbeknownst to him, the arm embedded in the crook of the arm was consciously placed on the other side at this time, occupying a whole bed.

Ling Yiqing stood up and was about to leave, when she heard a whisper: "You are neither a man nor a woman, and you still call you a drama boss...... In this way, it's okay to call me Nuonuo, it's pretty good......"

However, Ling Yiqing didn't pay much attention to it, and when she went out of the room, she sighed lightly: "Sleep in the study and go to ......" and really left.

Ling Yiqing's room was also lit up, and it was dim, only the moonlight in the curtain was like a river, quiet, and it couldn't help but have some regrets.

One person, when he opened his eyes, the red cloud was still alive and could not dissipate for a long time......

"Drama, who is the drama boss? How could I be Nono...... The person in the painting is too charming, and the person in the picture is also ......"