This pavilion is not very large, and the fragrance of pine wood in the window touches the wind and blows in, as if reviving the original lonely winter night, which makes the pavilion warm up little by little.

When Ruan Huai was kissed with his head, it was probably because he was not used to it, even if he was held in his arms, he didn't have a sense of security, and his fingers were unruly touching the hem of his clothes.

But Gu Yutang was touched by her for a while, then stretched out his arm and clasped her two little hands, and did not gently detain them to the table behind her.

I wanted to bow my head and kiss her mouth again, but Ruan Huai looked up a little dazedly, and asked softly: "Why do I suddenly feel like a prisoner who was tortured by the little marquis......

Hearing this, Gu Yutang tried again cautiously, although he felt that Ruan Huai's hands were a little awkward when he was detained and imprisoned, but Ruan Huai's lips were kissed very red, shiny, and glowing with a heart-warming crimson.

So Gu Yutang pondered for a moment and said, "You have done a few misdeeds, this king should torture you to extract a confession." ”

After that, Gu Yutang continued to bow his head and kiss her.

This time after kissing on and off for a while, Ruan Huai felt a little dizzy and couldn't bear it, so he surrendered vaguely, "I, I confess......"

Gu Yutang also saw that Ruan Huai was not feeling well, so he let go of her, but his hand was still on her waist, touched it gently, and said bluntly, "Ruan Huai, you are very useless." ”

Ruan Huai didn't want to worry about this little marquis Gu, so he went to pour a cup of fruit tea and drank a few sweet sips before he felt a little better.

But Gu Yutang was still saying: "I can't see it when I play, your physical strength is so bad." ”

"......" Ruan Huai's face turned slightly red, "What does this have to do with physical strength?" ”

It's obvious that he is too good at kissing.

Gu Yutang had an arrogant look of "she didn't have the same knowledge as her on her birthday", and then drank his wine.

Ruan Huai felt that the time was almost up, cleared his throat, and asked him to congratulate him on his birthday.

But Gu Yutang seemed to think that this was a difficult thing to talk about, and thought about it for a long time with distress before he wrinkled and said, "You are not a three-year-old child. ”

"But the little marquis also celebrated his birthday with the lord of Nanjun that day, why can't I do it?"

When Gu Yutang heard this sour sentence, he saw that Ruan Huai had obvious displeasure on his face, so the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked. He thought that Ruan Huai really didn't know how to disguise, so his intentions for him would be all on his face.

He now believes that Su Chen was right that day.

Ruan Huai is indeed pleased with him.

"What is the little marquis laughing at, if you don't want to say it, forget it." Ruan Huai snorted and stood up, pushed open the screen of the attic, and looked at the plank road Qinghe where the end could be seen.

She stood on the edge of the wooden railing of the attic, her black and soft hair curled slightly, the red hairband flew past her eyebrows, and the cold white complexion of the side face was illuminated by the lamp on the top of the eaves of the attic, glowing with a gentle yellow mist.

Her lips were red, and she pulled down very visibly.

There's a bit of a sullen look.

- Because Gu Yufeng used a means to threaten me, telling me not to get too close to the little marquis in the future.

- But I don't want to listen to him, and I don't really want to marry him.

"Ruan Huai." Gu Yutang looked at her side face, called her name, and asked softly without warning: "Is what you can say true?" ”

"What?"

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(A classmate will help me take the next sentence: Brother, if you eat a peanut, it won't be ............