Huai Sleeve nodded with satisfaction and praised: "Well, you have insight!" ”

Rong Ruo held the wooden box, carefully looked at the pieces of snow-white incense pieces like clotted fat a few times, raised his head and said with surprise in his eyes: "This heart word incense is said to have been lost for a long time, how did you get it?" ”

Huai Sleeve Yan hooked the corners of his lips, and said smugly: "As long as there is me, how much this heart word fragrance will have!" ”

"You did it yourself?" Rong Ruo asked in more and more surprise.

Huai Sleeve smiled faintly and nodded.

"You are truly a priceless treasure from God!" Rong Ruo was deeply moved, and hugged his sleeves tightly into his arms again.

He bowed on Rong Ruo's warm chest with his sleeves, and muttered in his mouth: "A piece of spring sorrow is waiting for the wine to be poured, the boat on the river is shaking, the curtain is moved upstairs, and the autumn Niang ferry and Tai Niang bridge are moved." The wind is fluttering, the rain is bleak, how can you go home and wash the guest robe? The silver word sheng tone, the heart word incense burning. The streamer is easy to throw people, red cherries, green plantains......"

Rong Ruo listened to the affectionate words in Huai's cuffs, and said in a low but firm voice: "Huai'er, I just want your spring heart to treat my heart, and I will not live up to you!" ”

Huai Sleeve likes to listen to Rong Ruo's such a determined response, no matter how many times he listens, he will not get tired of it, and every time he listens to it, he will feel more stable in his heart.

The arm around Rong Ruo's waist tightened unconsciously, his hand grabbed Rong Ruo's clothes, Rong Ruo felt the warmth of the palm of his sleeve through the shirt, and the elegant lily fragrance lingering on her body between her noses, Rong Ruo couldn't help but reach out and gently caress the cheek of the sleeve.

His sleeves were itchy by Rong Ruo, and he rubbed his face sideways against his chest.

Her inadvertent subtle little movements, as if gently teasing in the softest place in Rong Ruo's heart, made Rong Ruo involuntarily tighten her arms, gently raised the chin of her sleeve, and lingered on her thumb and fingertips on her lips, light and swaying.

Huai Sleeve raised his face, and saw the light flashing in Rong Ruo's eyes, getting brighter and hotter. Huai Sleeve couldn't help but show a little shyness, and slowly lowered his eyes, as if avoiding and waiting.

Rong Ruo straightened her waist slightly and slowly lowered her head......

"Master, master, Baolan Gege is here......"

Xiao Anzi hurriedly ran in from outside the door, and was bumped into Rong Ruo's arms with his sleeves, and was stunned for a while, not knowing what to do. By the time he reacted, Huai Sleeve had already sat up straight, and his face was flushed.

Xiao Anzi was frightened and quickly knelt on the ground, kowtowed again and again: "Please forgive Xiao Anzi for being reckless." ”

Rong Ruo looked at Xiao Anzi who was kneeling on the ground, and was angry and funny in her heart.

"You get up first and make your words clear."

Xiao Anzi stood up and replied carefully: "Baolan Gege is here again, because I have a sleeve, I asked people to stop in the flower hall in the front yard and didn't let me in, and now it's making a fuss over there, look at this ......" Xiao Anzi's face showed embarrassment.

Rong Ruo shook his head with a wry smile helplessly, lifted the thin quilt covering his body, got up and got out of bed.

"Are you going to go over?" Wai Sleeve asked.

"Don't you know Bao Lan's temper? I'll persuade her to coax her away and it'll be fine, otherwise I don't know how to toss. ”

When Xiao Anzi heard this, he hurriedly took off the big shelf next to him and put it on Rong Ruo's body.

Huai Sleeve pursed his lips, turned his eyes away, and muttered in a low voice: "She is like this every time she comes, and she is not used to it." ”

Rong Ruo listened, raised a finger on the tip of his sleeve nose, and said with a smile: "I'll send her away and come back, don't be jealous, wait for me in the house obediently." Rong Ruo said and wrapped the big coat tightly, turned around and went out.

Xiao Anzi followed behind, and was about to step out of the threshold, when he shouted to him with his sleeves and said, "Xiao Anzi stays, I have something to ask you." ”

……

Bao Lan had been waiting impatiently in the front hall, and looked at the two maids standing by the door with their heads bowed, and asked, "Is it really that Rong Ruo told me that no one should enter the inner study?" What about Anzi? Why didn't I see his usual monkey-like shadow today? ”

A maid in charge saw Baolan asking, bowed slightly and accepted a blessing, Nuo Nuo replied: "Back to Baolan Gege, the young master did explain that without his personal permission, no one is allowed to enter the inner study, Xiao Anzi is waiting inside, as for the reason for the young master, we don't dare to ask a lot." ”

Baolan was originally holding a celadon bowl of tea in her hand to drink tea, and when she heard the maid's answer, she stomped the cup in her hand on the small coffee table next to the chair, and snorted coldly: "You don't use these words of others to send me away, are you those who have never seen such an officialdom in the world and have never entered the courtyard of a deep house?" I don't think your master may have said that he wouldn't let me in, but Xiao Anzi, that monkey cub, didn't know what kind of flowers and intestines he was holding, went to find Xiao Anzi for me, I want to ask his master how he explained to him! ”

The maid was in a quandary and did not know what to do, when she heard a gentle male voice from under the porch outside the door.

"I did personally ** represent, without my permission, no one is allowed to bring anyone into my inner study without permission." When several maids heard the voice, they hurriedly opened the curtain, and Rong Ruo slowly walked in through the door.

When Bao Lan saw Rong Ruo, she immediately calmed down, and saw that Rong Ruo, who was wrapped in dark brown hair, seemed to be fairer and thinner than a while ago, and became more and more elegant, but also with symptoms of lack of qi and blood.

Bao Lan was excited and distressed, mixed with the grievances that she had been waiting for a long time just now, she stood up and walked to Rong Ruo's side, not caring about the people who were standing on the ground, she reached out and grabbed Rong Ruo's arm, leaned over and whispered: "You don't recuperate in the house on such a cold day, and you run out, what if you get cold again?" Why can't even I go in? You're used to going in the past, and you don't care about what people are thinking about......" Bao Lan said, her eyes were hot, and tears slipped down.

Baolan's crying made Rong Ruo's heart uncomfortable, Baolan in the past was used to being arrogant and domineering, although she was much more restrained in front of him, but she was often like a sharp blade, and she couldn't be ignored. I haven't said a word like this today, but I've never seen it before.

After all, Baolan was worried about him, Rong Ruo was a little reluctant in her heart, and she didn't immediately push her away, and reassured: "Isn't it okay for me?" I don't want to be disturbed by not being allowed to lead people to the inner study, you know that I have always liked to be clean, and now I am recuperating. ”

Baolan listened to his intimate and warm words, and the more she felt uncomfortable. Tears poured out unstoppable.

In the past, Baolan, although she had a big temperament on the outside, was also a gentle daughter's heart on the inside, hidden and delicate, she could feel it, Rong Ruo deliberately alienated herself most of the time, and even used those usual politeness to push her heart away.

She didn't feel good in her heart, and even thought about breaking off this feeling, after all, she was a girl who always used a hot face to stick a cold ass, which seemed too cheap.

But after all, she was still reluctant, although Nalan was indifferent to her, he was respectful in words, and even sometimes his respect under his bookish temperament was more like cherishing, which made her have illusions again and again, and she was more and more reluctant to let go.