Ji Yixian never came back during dinner, until she had fallen asleep, and the man slammed the door open and came in, and after coming in, he lay quietly on the Luohan bed, and never took off his clothes, so he didn't cry or make trouble, not like a drunk person at all.

The smell of wine came to my heart one after another.

I don't know when, it was pouring rain outside, and the sound of the rain hit the stone steps, like a jade bead falling on the jade plate, and the sound was crisp and crisp.

Originally, a rainy day was a good day to sleep, but the smell of wine on the tip of her nose disturbed her mind all the time.

After lying flat for a while, Jiang Huan finally lifted the futon and ran out of bed barefoot.

The cold floor tiles stuck to the soles of her feet, and the cold air suddenly drilled up, leaving no gaps.

The room was now in darkness, and she had to turn on the lamp again in the dark, and only then did she see the man lying motionless like a dead body.

The collar of the dress is a little messy, and there is still some fat powder on it.

Jiang Huan went over, helped the person up, let him lean on the pillow, and sniffed it carefully, then said: "You go to Hualou to drink flower wine, since you are drunk, why don't you just stay there to rest, if you have to run back, you don't like tossing people." ”

She poured a cup of tea, pinched the sides of Ji Yixian's cheeks, and poured the cold tea very easily.

After pouring the tea, Jiang Huan will stand by the bed with her hands in her hands and watch, not knowing what she should do now, after all, she has been served by others, and she has never served anyone.

After standing in place for a while, Jiang Huan still resigned herself to her fate and turned around and ran to the bed, and after holding a futon and throwing it on Ji Yixian's body, she felt that this didn't seem to be good, so she could only lean over and unfold the futon and cover him again.

After getting it done, Jiang Huan turned around and walked just two steps, and felt that something was wrong, so he could only turn back again, move the small table on the Luohan bed, and get his whole person up, and then knelt beside him, lifted the bedding, took off his clothes one by one, folded them and put them aside.

Fortunately, Ji Yixian did not completely sleep to death during the whole process, she coaxed softly, and this person was still willing to cooperate with her to let her take off all her clothes for him.

Finally picked up all the clothes for him, when Jiang Huan just got up and was about to leave, she felt something cold in a trance, and immediately grabbed her wrist and used some force, before she could react, she felt that her body was weightless, and the whole person was wrapped in layers of wine.

Then the man rolled around her and put the futon back on the way.

Jiang Huan was held in his arms, leaving only a small head, resting outside, she was so eager that she wanted to pounce on him and bite him the throat.

But Jiang Huan stared at it for a while, but in the end he couldn't stop the surging sleepiness, and after yawning, he rubbed it on his shoulder and found a place to sleep.

Inside, the candles are still warm.

After waiting for the breathing in his arms to be stable, the originally drunk person slowly opened his eyes, he looked down at the person in his arms, and seemed to feel that she didn't seem to be able to sleep well, so he changed his position, and held the person in his arms again, and slowly closed his eyes.

The Luohan bed is a little small, where can it withstand the toss of the two, and when she woke up early in the morning, Jiang Huan felt back pain again, and she was uncomfortable.

The sunlight had already poured down from the window lattice, Jiang Huan was half-open in a daze, and her body moved slightly, moving the hair behind her, pulling her scalp, and the pain was a little numb.

Jiang Huan thought that she was careless, but after taking a closer look, she found that Ji Yixian woke up for a long time, and was pressing on her body, twisting her hair to play.

He wrapped it around his index finger, circling it round and round, no wonder it hurt so much just now.

Jiang Huan wanted to pull her hair back, but found that the guy had suppressed her hands and feet at some point, so that she couldn't move, so she could only stare at him with hateful eyes: "Have you had enough?" ”

"What if I say no?" Ji Yixian smiled slowly, and did not put Jiang Huan's threat of teeth and claws in his eyes, "Yesterday, I was drunk and confused, and I heard someone say, why don't you let me get drunk and die in the flower building?" ”

Jiang Huan sneered: "It's me, so what?" ”

"Do you still know about Hualou?" Ji Yixian looked down at her, "Presumably, before, Hualou didn't go less, right?" ”

"Yes, I used to go to Hualou to drink flower wine, our beauties in Daqin, all like flowers and water, delicate, where is the girl in the bitter cold land here in Suzhou can compare." Jiang Huan said very calmly, but this calmness, in Ji Yixian's ears, was not a taste at all.

"Didn't you say that your family rules are strict? Even the girls in the quasi-clan went up to the flower building to have fun? Ji Yixian asked rhetorically, and also let go of Jiang Huan's hair, he felt that if he was arguing with her, he would have to be half angry with her again.

Jiang Huan also sat up, leaning lazily on the small table on the side: "Although the family rules are strict, as long as you don't get discovered, it's fine." ”

Ji Yixian had a stomachache when she heard this, so she simply ignored her, sat up and went to find a clean dress to change into again, but Jiang Huan came out from behind coldly: "You drank so much wine yesterday, and your whole body smelled of that wine, and it stinked to death." ”

"It's not enough to stink yourself, you have to pull me to follow you to get this smell of wine."

Ji Yixian buried his head and sniffed carefully, and suddenly frowned, if Jiang Huan said, it stinks.

He put down the clothes in his hand, turned around and walked a few steps, then suddenly stopped, turned his head again, and stared at Jiang Huan's feet intently: "Who allowed you to hit barefoot?" ”

Jiang Huan glanced at him innocently, and sat on the edge of the bed with her feet dangling: "Yesterday, when you came back so late, the candles in the room had already been extinguished, and I couldn't see it, so I could only play barefoot." ”

"Put it on." Ji Yixian frowned and shouted.

"Then you go and ask the maid to fetch me some water, I want to bathe."

Ji Yi looked at her for a long time, and finally had no choice but to wear a single coat, open the door, and tell the maid to fetch hot water.

By the time the two of them had cleaned up, it was almost noon, and noon was the hottest time of the day.

Not long after taking a bath, Jiang Huan felt that she was sweating again.

While twisting her hair with a sweat towel, she looked at the person sitting on the Luohan bed and Wen Shu, thought for a moment, and still got over it, she lay on his lap, covered her eyes with his clothes, and rubbed his lower abdomen: "Let me take a cool." ”

Ji Yixian's body stiffened for a moment, and finally did nothing, so she let her sleep on her lap for an afternoon.

It wasn't until twilight that Jiang Huan woke up in a daze.

Ji Yixian threw the pen in her hand, lifted her head, and rested it on her shoulder: "Did you sleep well?" ”

It was obviously a bland greeting, but Jiang Huan still heard the feeling of gritting her teeth, she rubbed her eyes and yawned: "Already." ”

"My leg is numb." Ji Yixian said again.

Jiang Huan reluctantly raised her eyes to look at him: "Oh." ”

Ji Yixian couldn't hold back the thought of wanting to drop something, and tried his best to calm his tone: "Han Yong asked you to go to his place today, and he plans to change the medicine for you." ”

When Jiang Huan heard this, she immediately reached out and touched her face wrapped in cloth: "Why did you say it now?" ”

"Look at the sound of your sleep just now, I'm afraid I'll wake you up, and you can give me a backhand." Ji Yixian picked her up, got off the Luohan bed, bypassed the screen, and put her in front of the makeup mirror, "You can take care of it yourself, just keep it simple." ”

To put it simply, Jiang Huan looked at the hair behind her, and after combing it with a comb at will, she took a hairpin and coiled it up, which was really simple and neat, very crisp.

Ji Yixian nodded, pulled the person away, and sat down on the round stool: "Comb it well." ”

Jiang Huan looked at the wooden comb and hair crown that he forcibly stuffed into his hand, and pinched it: "I'll go and call a maid for you." ”

"But I don't want to." Ji Yixian said lightly, "You come." ”

Jiang Huan wanted to say that she didn't, but with a flash of inspiration, she suddenly remembered that she seemed to have helped him comb it once, endured it, and slowly moved forward: "How do you want to comb it?" ”

"As it used to be, you will do now."

By the time they went to Jishitang, it was already the beginning of the moon.

Han Yong ate happily alone, planning to read the medical book for a while and then sleep, who knew that he heard his bamboo curtain move slightly, and when he listened attentively, he heard the bamboo door being pushed open from the outside, and Ji Yixian pulled Jiang Huan to step on the moonlight in the courtyard and walked in.

Han Yong looked at it carefully for a while, and finally put the book on his face: "Why don't you come back after Qingming?" ”

"At that time, the sun was big, and Jiang Huan was afraid of the heat, so she delayed until this moment." Ji Yixian pulled someone in and sat down at the low table unceremoniously, "Besides, you just asked me to bring her here today, but there is no rule on when she will arrive." ”

Han Yong opened the book on his face in annoyance: "If you are late, I guess I should also sleep." ”

"It's such a good day, it's not interesting to sleep alone, why don't I give some silver, you two are calling Fu Sangongzi, go to the flower building to drink and have fun together, how about it?" Jiang Huan's voice was cold, but her eyes were soft.

For no reason, Han Yong suddenly hit a stirring spirit and blurted out: "How do you know that we went to the flower building?" ”

"Yesterday, was there less fat powder on the placket of the prince's clothes?" Jiang Huan smiled, "Do you think that you have to wait for the prince to bring the girl in the flower building back to the house, and then I know that you often go to the flower building to find fun?" ”

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