Fuyue saw that he really misunderstood.

After being stunned, I couldn't cry or laugh.

"Since this is your painting, where is the reason for me to put it away? But your portrait is so beautifully drawn, and it's a good collection. ”

She thoughtfully rolled up the portrait for him and put it next to him.

took the initiative to roll into Rong Jian's arms to hug him.

She yawned with her little head against his chest.

"I'd like to sleep for a while, and call me when it's time for dinner."

For Fuyue's sudden closeness, Rong Jian was a little unaccustomed at first, but later got used to it.

Looking at the sleeping little guy with a soft expression, he chuckled lightly after poking her soft little face with his slender fingers.

This little guy is getting more and more cute.

In recent days, Rong Jian has not rested well.

Now holding Fuyue in his arms, his sleepiness also came up, and after instructing Xiao Wu a few words, he hugged the little guy and lay on the couch that could accommodate two people and closed his eyes to rest.

……

I drove for several days in a row.

Finally, after entering the new town, the group of three took a temporary rest in the town for a few days.

this day.

The weather is finally clearing.

Fuyue ran to Rong Jian's room to quarrel with him, and went out to bask in the sun with her to get rid of the mildew on her body.

Rong Jian didn't have a temper when she pulled her up, and there was only a conniving and helpless look in her eyes.

After he sorted it out, Fuyue was grabbing Xiao Wu and insisting that he fly a kite in the small courtyard of the inn.

Xiao Wu's face was impatient, but the action of flying a kite in his hand was not ambiguous at all.

The two of them are energetic in the courtyard, and you are chasing me.

Rong Jian stood on the second floor in white clothes and cloak, looking helplessly at the two people playing below.

And what he didn't know was.

On the other side, there was a woman in the same white clothes, looking at the handsome man of the rich god and couldn't come back to his senses.

It wasn't until the maid behind her kept calling her that she suddenly came back to her senses.

For a while, her pretty face turned red, and she pushed the maid next to her and said, "Go and ask, which family's son is this." ”

The maid was stunned, looked at the man in white not far away, and saw that there were no servants around him, so she hesitated: "County lord, the prince is still waiting for us to go down." ”

The woman in white pursed the corners of her lower lips, and her eyes reluctantly crossed the figure not far away, and finally under the leadership of the maid, she slowly went downstairs.

That look can be described as one step at a time.

When the woman in white withdrew her gaze, Rong Jian raised her eyes and looked at her face calmly without any ups and downs, and took her gaze back.

After playing with the floating moon below, he found Rong Jian standing alone in the attic on the second floor, and immediately left Xiao Wu and ran to the corridor with his skirt.

Coincidentally, it is.

She was about to run in when she bumped into the master and servant who came down from the corner.

The unsuspecting Fuyue was knocked back several steps, and finally fell to the ground.

The maid who hit her almost fell down with a "ouch", and after steady, she scolded, "Where did you come from? Dare to rush into our county lord. ”

Before Fuyue could say anything, she was suddenly yelled, she raised her eyes to look at the domineering maid, pursed the corners of her lower lip, got up from the ground, patted the soiled white dress, and prepared to leave.

But he was stopped by the maid.

"You bumped into my county lord, and you still don't apologize?" The maid glared at her.

I thought she was a kid and a bully.

Now the floating moon can't help it.

She hooked her lips, more domineering than she was, as if she were standing in front of her not a doll no more than five years old, but a mighty man.