A person walked out from behind the arch again, and shouted in a rough voice: "Liu Qianqian! ”

Liu Qianqian was stunned when she heard this, and looked sideways.

As soon as his eyes touched the same white shirt in the courtyard, unlike Jiang Qiubai, Liu Zisheng's white shirt had been dyed black at the moment, covered with dust, and his hair was messy.

But the person who came was indeed Liu Zisheng.

"Son... Brother Zisheng ......, "Liu Qianqian was so frightened that she lost her soul.

Liu Zisheng staggered in, and Steward Liu picked up the next person, "Little master, who are you?" ”

"Get out of the way!" Liu Zisheng picked up Steward Liu, walked towards Liu Qianqian with a sneer on his face, and he lifted the person from the ground, "It turns out that you evaluate me like this to others on weekdays, good you Liu Qianqian, I am really blind and will like a woman like you!" ”

Liu Qianqian's whole mind is on Jiang Qiubai alone, and now that the matter is exposed, she can only abandon her pawn to protect the car.

She opened Liu Zisheng's hand, "Do you dare to say that you don't have a personal relationship with Yang Jing?" ”

Yang Jing was standing outside the house, Liu Zisheng naturally didn't dare to say that, in the past, his affairs with Yang Jing were mixed with truth and falsehood, and even he himself couldn't tell what his feelings were for her.

Looking at the bright red handprints on Liu Qianqian's face, with a "snap", Liu Zisheng raised his hand to hit it.

Liu Qianqian didn't even have time to exhale the pain, so she was knocked down and hit the door frame, and a cut was made on her forehead, and blood flowed.

She froze, "You...... You hit me? You actually hit me? ”

Liu Zisheng's slap made Liu Qianqian incomprehensible even more than Yang Jing's slap.

She looked up at Liu Zisheng, "Are you crazy?" You actually beat me for her? ”

Liu Zisheng threw his sleeves and went out of the door, and came to Jiang Qiubai in three or two steps.

"Cousin, I heard that you begged Jiang Shiro to save me, thank you." bowed deeply, and Liu Zisheng, who had no face to see anyone, took Steward Liu and his staff away.

Only Liu Qianqian was left crying alone.

Yang Jing lowered her eyes and looked at Jiang Qiubai, who was staring at her intently, "Let's go." ”

Jiang Qiubai consciously took her hand, "Okay." ”

She didn't refuse, and pulled all the way to him.

The two wandered aimlessly through the streets, and it was rare that they did not ride in a carriage today.

The sun was pouring down, and the road was filled with the screams and cries of women.

Yang Jing didn't look back, just followed him all the way forward, occasionally laughing a few times, "Whenever I am with you, there will always be all kinds of strange noises." ”

"If the lady doesn't like it, next time I'll take a carriage to pick you up."

Next time......

What's next time......

She was all determined to go.

Yang Jing pursed her lips and smiled, "I have hated you all my life, but in the end, I don't even know why I hate you." ”

Jiang Qiubai couldn't hear it clearly, and his eyes revealed a little doubt.

Her tone was slightly cold, "I thought that it was all your fault that I fell into such a field now. You are the source of all these sins, but after Liu Zisheng appeared today, I suddenly found that I have always hated the wrong person and blamed the wrong person. ”

Jiang Qiubai heard some veins from her words.

"Liu Zisheng told me that you really like him." He paused, "But I told her that I really like you, too." ”

Yang Jing raised her eyes to look at him sharply, biting her plump red lips, "......"

Jiang Qiubai gently scraped her small nose with her fingers.

"I'm not used to seeing you with such a docile expression." He gently reached out and took her into his arms, stroked her hair, very lightly, as if caressing some rare treasure, and said: "If it weren't for your hatred, we wouldn't have such a fate today, this is a good thing, you hate it very well." ”

knew that his words were purely to comfort her, but Yang Jing couldn't help but burst into tears and laughed.

She wrapped her arms around his waist tightly and buried her head in his arms.

It doesn't matter if you hate right or wrong, but fortunately, God helped me.

Come to think of it, how much blessing she must have accumulated in her previous life to be able to get together with such a person.

Tired of it for a while.

Yang Jing let go of her hand, sucked on the slightly cool nose with red eyes, and when she hugged him just now, she could almost touch his slightly hot skin through the thin layer of clothes.

It's almost autumn.

But he was still dressed so thinly.

"You're wearing too little." Yang Jing said.

Jiang Qiubai lifted her sleeves, revealing a snow-colored wrist, and then pulled her hand, "Then the lady will make a few autumn clothes for her husband." ”

With a slight flush, Yang Jing pulled him forward and whispered "um".

For dinner, Jiang Qiubai ate with her in the pharmacy.

Shen Yao woke up and went out again, and didn't come back until dinner.

As soon as they pushed them away, they first saw Jiang Lian smiling and sandwiching a chopstick dish for Chunnong, and then pushed it away, Jiang Qiubai's face was revealed.

Then, the door slammed into the outside with a "bang".

Shen Yao was also gone.

Jiang Qiubai put down the bamboo chopsticks, "It's autumn, and the weather will get worse and worse, don't dye you and Chunnong, just move to the courtyard house in the west of the city, that house was originally purchased by me for you, and you are idle when you are idle." ”

He didn't say Lan Qiming, I don't know what it means.

Yang Jing shook her head and swallowed the okra in her mouth, "Let's talk about it when I come back from Lin'an." ”

Jiang Qiubai's smiling face suddenly turned cold, and he picked up his chopsticks and continued to eat without saying a word.

After the table was finished, Chunnong and Lan Qiming were busy cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen, Jiang Lian followed behind Jiang Qiubai, and then was glared at fiercely, and hurriedly ran to the kitchen.

The room was suddenly scattered.

Jiang Qiubai hugged her tightly in his arms, lowered his head against her earrings, and said in a somewhat coquettish nasal voice: "I don't want you to go." ”

"But I've decided."

"Can't you just not go? At the very least, stay with me for the rest of the winter. He rubbed her ear affectionately and kissed her gently.

Yang Jing shrank as if she had been electrocuted, forgetting what she was going to ask in her mind, she blushed and whispered, "I'll be back before winter." ”

After that, her expression gradually became solemn, "There is one thing I want to entrust to you." ”

Jiang Qiubai buried his head deeper, "I don't want to be asked." ”

Since sleeping overnight on the White Horse Temple yesterday, she obviously felt the change in Jiang Qiubai's whole person.

He no longer has a cold face that makes people feel distant, no matter what he does, he will ask her opinion in advance, and not only that, but he also makes some blushing actions at every turn.

After all, he is a hot-blooded teenager.

After Jiang Qiubai rubbed it, he hugged Yang Jing and kissed her a few bites.

"You still owe me a cave house that day."

Yang Jing was so frightened that she opened her mouth, and she didn't react for a long time, "You, why are you talking about this?" ”

"It's nothing, it's just a reminder to remind you, don't forget."

She pushed him away a little and glanced in the direction of the back kitchen, "That time it was just a fake marriage, what kind of cave house do you want." The more he spoke, the quieter he spoke, and finally it became close to silence.

Jiang Qiubai hugged her slender waist, circled the person into his arms again, and kissed her deeply.

Half-ringing, he said in a low voice: "No matter what, I'll wait for you." ”

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