In the ups and downs of dreams, she smelled the smell of cinnamon soup.

They were scattered in the tent, warm and fragrant.

When I was sick, my mother always fried a bowl of cinnamon and two Chen soup for myself to drink.

The sweet and sour taste is immersed in the depths of memory and will not be forgotten for many years.

At this time, Xiao Tingchen was rolling up his sleeves high and squatting in front of the clay pot to decoct the medicine.

He threw the white peony and boiled licorice into the clay pot, and in a bored way, he reached out and took a date from the basket next to him and threw it into his mouth.

Just before dawn, Siye was silent, and there was a faint sound of students getting up early to read outside the window.

"Mother's ......"

A faint voice came from the tent.

Xiao Tingchen "tsk", jumped to Su Jiu's cot with red dates, stretched out his hand and poked her tender face, "Little thing without conscience, the person who takes care of you now is not your mother." ”

Su Jiu, who was in a high fever, couldn't hear his words.

She was quiet for a long time, and suddenly two lines of crystal tears slipped down the corners of her eyes into the soft pillow.

She cried and muttered:

"The Great Demon King is so scary, so scary, woo woo woo......"

Xiao Tingchen smiled softly, "In this world, Xiao Tingchen's Great Demon King is the most terrifying, and my little wine is the cutest, yes or no?" ”

The little girl in her sleep murmured unconsciously: "I am the cutest ......"

The boy laughed.

After the sky was bright, he woke up Su Jiu, and handed a small bowl of Guizhi Erchen soup with black lacquer to her mouth, "Drink quickly." ”

Su Jiu sat at the head of the bed, still having lingering palpitations for Xiao Tingchen, "I don't drink ......"

"I'll pour it in if you don't drink it."

“……”

The little girl's eyes were crimson, so she had to drink his decoction of the medicine.

Her fever had subsided, but she was not very energetic.

She ate the rice porridge brought back by Xiao Tingchen, then hugged her book pocket and went to the school with him.

Before they got close to the school building, they saw a large group of people surrounded by the door of their class, shouting and shouting, and they didn't know what was going on.

Just when he was curious, Xie Rongjing came out of nowhere, pushed Xiao Tingchen to the corner of the verandah, lowered his voice and said angrily: "What the hell did you do last night?!" Xu Teng's hand—"

"Last night?" Xiao Tingchen raised Xuan Yue's eyebrows, his smile was as gentle as spring water, "What is Second Prince Xie saying, why can't I understand?" What happened last night? ”

"! You-"

Xie Rongjing was still scolding, and Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Su Jiu watching with a pair of black deer eyes open to the side, and hurriedly swallowed the dirty words and dirty sentences into his stomach.

His face was as dark as water, "That's it, I don't care!" Anyway, Lao Tzu has already explained to Hua Rourou and them, no one is allowed to reveal half a word about last night's incident, as for you, what do you like, don't affect the people around you if something happens! ”

After that, he glanced at Su Jiu again before brushing his sleeves and leaving.

The verandah reflects the water.

Su Jiu said softly: "Come to think of it, it must be Xu Teng's matter that is making a big fuss, and Xu Zhizhou personally came to our academy." Little brother, how do you end up now? ”

"How else can it end, naturally go to the prison and squat."

Xiao Tingchen shook the ink folding fan, and the small dimple on his right cheek was particularly sweet, "Anyway, it's boring outside, Xiao Jiu'er doesn't want to play with me all day long with Xie Er, the prison is different, everyone in the prison is talented, they speak well, they don't worry about eating and drinking, I like it inside." ”

Su Jiu was so angry with him that he was about to smoke above his head, "Don't you want the fame of the little brother?!" If you talk nonsense like this, I'm really going to be angry! ”

Xiao Tingchen glanced at her, the soft and glutinous little girl in Jiangnan lost her temper, and she still seemed to be coquettish, which was so sweet that she was foul.

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