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Song Fanhua glared at him, "Didn't you pretend to be dead and pretend to be asleep?" ”

When Duan Xiao heard this, the body that was originally about to fall to one side pressed over violently, directly pressing Song Fanhua under him, this pressure was completely gravity-like, Duan Xiao was not polite at all.

Song Fanhua's heart hurt when he was pressed, and she stretched out her hand to push him.

Duan Xiao grabbed her hand and chuckled at her playfully, "It's okay if you don't want to go to the bath, it's a big deal that I won't wash it, I'll just sleep with you like this, anyway, I'm covered in blood, so it's best if you don't mind." ”

As he spoke, he went to pull Song Fanhua's clothes.

Song Fanhua is wearing men's clothes today, and her long black hair is also tied up, in fact, Duan Xiao's eyes lit up when he saw her at first sight, she was usually used to her women's clothes, and suddenly saw her men's clothes, but there was a sense of Yushu in the wind, except for her shoulders were thinner and her face was more delicate, she was still very attractive overall.

Duan Xiao reached out and touched the belt around her waist, and Song Fanhua snapped and knocked his hand away.

Duan Xiao was dissatisfied, and glared at her with slightly stunned eyes, "What are you doing?" ”

Song Fanhua snorted, "If you're injured, settle down!" ”

Duan Xiao sneered, "Just with Shen Han, he can hurt me too?" ”

Song Fanhua squinted, "You're not injured?" ”

Duan Xiao said, "No." ”

Song Fanhua was angry, punched him in the chest, turned over and got up, and when she landed, she said angrily, "What are you pretending to be if you are not injured, it is a waste of feelings." She glanced at him, turned around, and walked away.

Duan Xiao called out to her, "Get me bath water before you leave." ”

Song Fanhua didn't look back, just walked to the door.

Duan Xiao lazily leaned on the bedpost with her arms folded, waiting for Song Fanhua to come back, and sure enough, Song Fanhua walked to the door, thinking that the door was locked from the outside by Yechen, she turned back and said to him, "Call someone to open the door." ”

Duan Xiao smiled, "It's okay to open the door, but you have to take a bath for me." ”

Song Fanhua snorted, "I just said that I would give you bath water, why did it turn into bathing for you after a while?" Don't think too much, I'll be able to get you a bath water! Since I was a child, I have never served anyone, so you can be content with you! ”

Duan Xiao smiled slowly, stretched out his hand and grabbed her hand, Song Fanhua didn't pull it, she wanted to pull it out, Duan Xiao grabbed her stack of small meat and twisted it hard, Song Fanhua took a breath of cold air in pain, and the cool breath swallowed her anger and rushed up again, but this time she didn't get angry, Duan Xiao softened her words first, his fingers gently rubbed the piece of tender meat that was pulled red, and murmured, "Madame's dedication will be remembered by the husband." ”

Song Fanhua didn't accept his sweet words, but only corrected, "Who is your wife!" ”

Duan Xiao raised his eyes and glared at her, "Don't you want to regret it!" ”

Song Fanhua snorted lightly, "I'll talk about it if I can marry you." She shook his hand away.

Duan Xiao didn't want to lead her now, squinted at his deep and unpredictable eyes, slowly, the tail of his eyes hooked, and the muscles on his face were also pulled up, and the handsome arc of his face was rubbed into the night breeze, dusk, evil and ridiculous, he stared at Song Fanhua quietly for a while, and then hugged his hands back, Shi Shiran lay back on the bed, pillowed his hands behind his head, and said to Song Fanhua with his face up, "Okay, when I marry you, I will teach you how to be a wife." ”

Song Fanhua pouted.

Duan Xiao shouted out of the door, "Someone." ”

Yechen immediately answered through the door, "Young Master." ”

Duan Xiao said, "Open the door." ”

Yechen didn't ask much, took out the key and unlocked it, as soon as the lock was opened, Duan Xiao raised his chin and signaled that Song Fanhua could go, Song Fanhua glanced at him, turned around and left, walked to the door, and his steps stagnated.

Yechen looked at her.

Song Fanhua squinted her eyes and said to him, "Go fetch water, hot water, two buckets, I will also wash it." ”

Yechen was stunned for a moment, he was really shocked by her words, and just opened his mouth to say, "Don't be serious, the young master is joking with you." But before the words could be spoken, Song Fanhua turned around again and went to the house.

Soon, Duan Xiao's laughter came from inside the room.

The laughter was cheerful, and it was an unreserved happy laugh.

Yechen had never heard Duan Xiao laugh like this, it could be said that he had been by Duan Xiao's side for so many years, and there were very few opportunities to hear his laughter, especially after the death of the lord, the young master had never laughed heartily.

Yechen raised his head, looking at the sky without moon and stars under the night, he was extremely relieved, he thought, Song Fanhua may be the lighthouse under this dark night, piercing the darkness and bringing his young master light and future.

Song Fanhua's scolding came from inside the room again, and occasionally Duan Xiao's faint laughter was interspersed.

Yechen stopped eavesdropping and went down to fetch water.

The water came, moved into the room, and withdrew with his eyes and nose, and took two or three steps back, Song Fanhua called out to him and instructed him, "Find a set of women's dresses, I want to change." ”

Before Yechen could answer, Duan Xiao said, "You wash it first, and I'll get it for you later." ”

Song Fanhua snorted, pulled the hairband and walked to the bathtub.

Yechen hurriedly closed his eyes and fled.

Duan Xiao closed the door with a smile, leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, and looked at Song Fanhua under the night light in front of him, his hands were not shaking, his heart was not beating, his face was not red, and he took off his clothes calmly, he couldn't help but walked over, held her hand, and whispered, "I'll take it off." ”

Song Fanhua slapped his hand away, "You go out, wait until I'm done washing before coming in." ”

Duan Xiao pursed his lips, "In that case, then you go out, I'll wash first." ”

Song Fanhua turned her head and glared at him, "Of course this kind of thing is my priority." ”

Duan Xiao said, "Either I'll wash it first, or I'll wash it together." ”

Song Fanhua ignored him, pushed him out, and threw the dirty robe he took off to him, "Don't do it, you can throw it away, take a women's dress for me." With that, he closed the door, took off his underwear, and got into the tub.

Duan Xiao hugged his clothes and stood at the door, his face ugly.

This damn woman made him more and more comfortable with the flow.

He snorted coldly, but he obediently threw away the clothes, and ran to his mother's room to rummage through the cabinets for a long time, finding a set of clothes suitable for Song Fanhua to wear, and when he found it, he pushed the door directly and entered.

As soon as Song Fanhua stepped out of the bathtub after washing, she saw Duan Xiao come in with her clothes, and this collision exposed herself to Duan Xiao vividly.

Duan Xiao narrowed his eyes, unceremoniously looked her up and down, and finally, he made an evaluation, "It's really small and thin." ”

Song Fanhua picked up the teapot on the table and smashed it at him.

Duan Xiao dodged and said with a smile, "What are you angry about, tell the truth." ”

Song Fanhua said angrily, "You are only small and thin. ”

Duan Xiao choked, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Say that men are small and thin, and you will have to bear it in the future." He snorted, threw his clothes at her, and stood there, undressing himself.

Song Fanhua glared at him coldly.

Duan Xiao raised his eyebrows playfully, "What?" Want to see me too? ”

Song Fanhua dragged her clothes into the bed, she put down the bed curtain and dressed one by one.

Duan Xiao took off his blood-stained robe, stepped into the bathtub, and while scrubbing himself, he admired the shadow printed outside the curtain through the candlelight not far away, the shadow stretched out his arms and bent his legs, Duan Xiao smiled while watching, "Since you washed it here with me, then rest here with me." ”

Song Fanhua snorted, "No." ”

Duan Xiao said, "I've seen it, I've kissed it, I've touched it, so what if I sleep?" ”

Song Fanhua said, "It won't be good to sleep, but it won't let you get your wish." ”

Duan Xiao snorted lightly, "Scheming girl." ”

Song Fanhua retorted, "A black-bellied man." ”

Duan Xiao laughed, the laughter shook the sky, stirring up the ripples in the bath water under his body, he suddenly stood up, took the long towel on the bath bucket to dry his body, swung the towel, hooked the nightgown on the screen and draped it on his body, lifted the bed curtain, and got in.

Song Fanhua was shocked, "Duan Xiao! ”

Duan Xiao was lying on the bed with his chin propped up, seeing that her face was refreshing and pleasant after taking a bath, her long hair was half wet and half dry hanging on the quilt, the suit he turned out from his mother's house was light blue, the cuffs and neckline were embroidered with phoenix flowers, and the flowers climbed on the robe in large pieces, dyeing the snow-white warm tent in this room with the color of florals, and in the wide bed with four walls, the fragrance of cherry blossoms on her body spread a clear rhyme.

Duan Xiao twisted up a stack of her hair and pressed it to her fingertips and rubbed it gently, "If you have to go back, then come early tomorrow." ”

Song Fanhua tied the buttons and asked, "Why?" ”

Duan Xiao glanced at her, loosened her hair, stood up, stretched out his slender and well-proportioned hand to buckle the button under her, and after buttoning it, he rubbed her face, "Tomorrow I will build a Jingxiang Temple for the abbot of Jingchen Temple, as the Taishou of Hengzhou, I will go." ”

Song Fanhua said, "You go to yours, what am I going to do?" ”

Duan Xiao smiled and raised his eyebrows, "Don't you want to know who saved Shen Han?" ”

Song Fanhua snapped her fingers and slowly squinted at him.

Duan Xiao immediately straightened the corners of his mouth, "Don't tell me, do you know who saved him?" ”

Song Fanhua was silent, but that expression was enough for Duan Xiao to understand, he really had a sense of powerlessness coming out of his head, having such a fiancée who knew everything was really a big frustration, she knew everything, how could he show his true colors in front of her?

Duan Xiao lay down sullenly.

Song Fanhua said more and more heartily, "Tomorrow I will take my fifth cousin to Baishuzhai." ”

Duan Xiao turned over and ignored her.

Song Fanhua glanced at him, cut her hair, trimmed her sleeves, got up and left.

Duan Xiao closed his eyes hatefully and pulled the thin quilt to cover his head, but Song Fanhua had stayed here just now, although she had not stayed for a long time, the thin quilt was also dyed with her fragrance, Duan Xiao smelled such a fragrance, gritted his teeth and snorted coldly, thinking that Song Fanhua seemed to be soft and lovely, but in fact he was cold-hearted and cold-hearted, he gritted his teeth more and more.

Song Fanhua returned to the house again, this time she didn't bump into Song Shixian and Song Minghui on the red corridor, and returned to the south courtyard quietly all the way, and ran out as soon as she stepped into the courtyard Huanzhu and Lu Pei.

Song Fanhua asked them, "Why don't you sleep yet?" ”

Lu Pei said, "The slave is waiting for the young lady." ”

Huanzhu also said, "The slave is also waiting for Miss." ”

Song Fanhua raised her eyebrows, laughed, and walked into the hall, and asked when she entered, "Wait for me to have something?" ”

Lu Pei and Huanzhu glanced at each other, and Huanzhu said, "Liu Xianxian is here today." ”

Song Fanhua was about to take a step out, turned her body openly, squinted and said, "Liu Xianxian is here in the house?" ”

Green Pei nodded.

Song Fanhua sneered, dusted off her sleeves, and dusted out a few traces of murderous aura, "She still dares to come?" ”

Huanzhu whispered, "The eldest young master asked the young lady to go to the southeast courtyard after returning home." ”

"Southeast Courtyard?"

"Hmm!"

Song Fanhua twisted her nose and eyes, "What the hell does Liu Xianxian want to do?" ”

Huanzhu didn't know what to say, so he had to say, "Miss will know when she goes." ”

Song Fanhua snorted, "Just go and see." She turned around and left, strode to the southeast courtyard, Huanzhu and Lu Pei hurriedly followed, to the southeast courtyard, a brilliant light, no wonder the outside was quiet, it turned out that all the people came here, Song Fanhua squinted, stepped forward, and passed the courtyard gate.

At this moment, Song Shixian, Song Minghui, Song Mingyan, and Song Qingjiao were sitting in the main hall of the southeast courtyard, and they also came back from the other courtyard, sitting in the corner of the hall, Song Zhaozhao sat opposite her, and then sat Yue Wencheng and Han Liao on one side.

Yue Wencheng and Han Liao were able to appear in the Song Mansion at such a moment, which really surprised Song Fanhua, but a few doubts arose in the accident.

Before she entered the hall, she heard a voice from a distance, not someone else's, it was her eldest brother Song Shixian's, he was saying to Liu Xianxian, "Don't be sad first, I'll ask her when Xiaoliu comes back." ”

Song Fanhua snorted in her nostrils and quickened her pace, she wanted to see what Liu Xianxian wanted to do!

Han Liao saw that Song Shixian felt sorry for Liu Xian, so he smiled and said, "Brother Shixian, is Liu Shaoqi's death really Ling Mei's doing?" ”

Song Shixian glared at him.

Liu Xianxian's cry became more and more poignant, which was heart-wrenching.

Song Shixian hugged her and coaxed her.

Han Liao chuckled, with a flirtatious look in the corners of his eyes, and leaned into the backrest.

Song Minghui sat on the side, behind her stood Dong Yan, next to Dong Yan stood Aunt Chen, Aunt Chen looked at Liu Xianxian's crying posture like a willow swaying in the wind, and couldn't help but have a trace of compassion, and Song Minghui sat quietly, no matter how distressing Liu Xianxian cried, she was indifferent, and gently and quietly held on to the tea cup and drank tea.