Lin Huaijin looked at the little girl with a face full of grievances and couldn't cry or laugh.

If she is young, sometimes she is not as smart as someone her age, if she is mature, but she always does not understand his affection.

Lin Huaijin also reminded herself that she was too young to be in a hurry, but the anxiety of not getting a response reached its peak when Yan Cao took advantage of his drunkenness and half-dissolution. In the haze, he smelled the rich aroma of fat powder on the swallow grass, and he missed the breath of being held in his arms in Jueming Temple, the fresh beans mixed with the smell of almond bath beans.

He clamped the blurred figure in front of him, and with great strength, the abundance of beads and half-vomiting shook in front of his eyes, making him almost want to vomit, and he vomited too, and Yancao couldn't dodge and splashed all over.

And then...... A crowd of people poured in, wiping his face and rinsing his mouth...... But he became more and more anxious.

And after that...... He woke up, and the person in front of him became the one he missed inexplicably. He carefully took her in his arms, and like last time, the fresh smell came to his face. The churning in my stomach was relieved, but the burning emotions were even more turbulent.

Restless, restless, boiling, unfamiliar, all kinds of emotions bloom on those soft lips.

Lin Huaijin couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Cersei looked inexplicable, seeing Lin Huaijin's expression change, he carefully put away his resentment and smiled flatteringly.

She laughed innocently and flatteringly, and Lin Huaijin was angry and funny. He beckoned and stomped over: "Shizi, the slave and maid will carry food with you in the future, if you feel hungry in the future, tell the slave and maid." ”

Lin Huaijin reached out and pinched her face, and didn't let go until she cried out in pain: "Who told you I'm hungry?" ”

Se Se said seriously: "The son of the world, everyone will be hungry, there is no shame, the slave was so hungry when she was a child, she also snatched food from the mouth of a wild dog." ”

Lin Huaijin was angry, stretched out his fingers and flicked her forehead: "You still have to talk nonsense." ”

Cersei covered her forehead with tears in her eyes: "The slave doesn't dare, don't dare." ”

Her eyes were black and white, and the tails of her eyes were slightly raised, which had gradually shown a little color, and Lin Huaijin's heart moved, and she felt anxious. Cersei looked at him with strange eyes, just like last night, his heart beat a drum, and he reached out to take out the red fragrance that Yancao gave him. Lin Huaijin grabbed her with one hand, grabbed her hand with the other, opened her five fingers, and clasped her tightly.

The two of them were close together, their breath could be heard, and they only felt that their hearts were beating faster and faster, and they were about to jump out of their chests, and they wanted to reach out and press them, but they couldn't move.

"I am pleased with you." Lin Huaijin's voice became hoarse again.

The only sound in her ears was the sound of her own heartbeat, and she feared that she was dying. She looked at Lin Huaijin inexplicably, her lips moved, and she didn't know whether to beg him to let go of herself first, or to ask him to hire a doctor for herself first.

Lin Huaijin looked at her red and moist lips, as if she had been bewitched by something, and slowly covered it.

Cersei's mind was blank, she couldn't imagine that Lin Huaijin would also make such a move when she was sober. But...... It's a little different.

He was not as eager as last night, but kissed her softly on the corners of the mouth and lips, as if he were treating a very cherished baby. Cersei's heart was itchy, and he faintly understood. She is actually a teenager, and when she was a child, she had seen the Qinglou woman leaning on the railing and laughing, and she had read some books in her spare time, but she hadn't thought about it before.

Her heart twitched, and she struggled hard, Lin Huaijin was unguarded, and was pushed by her, and took a few steps back to stand still on the desk. I saw that he was still in a trance, his eyes were blurred, his cheeks were red, and he was full of spring.

Cersei didn't dare to look any more, so he slowly knelt down and touched the ground with his head.

Lin Huaijin watched her move like this, her eyes were full of pain: "Why? ”

Cersei kowtowed respectfully, but never raised it, and his words were indifferent: "Son, slaves and maids are not worthy." ”

Lin Huaijin felt a throbbing pain in his heart, propped up the desk, and looked at Se Se fixedly: "You are not worthy, who is worthy?" You gave the swallow grass of the lamp, is she worthy? ”

He was silent, only kneeling respectfully. Lin Huaijin smiled sadly, how much warmth this girl once brought to herself, and now this indifferent attitude of refusal is so lethal.

"I have never considered you a lowly person."

Cersei took a deep breath: "Would the prince treat Miss Cousin so casually? Will you treat other ladies like this? ”

No. Lin Huaijin suddenly felt powerless. Nowadays, although there is no such strict defense for men and women, the young lady of the family still attaches great importance to the rules of etiquette.

Cersei kowtowed: "The slave and maid know that their status is low, but they also spare their lives, and beg the son to spare the slave and maid's life." ”

He also had a hint of hope, and said eagerly: "Cersei, I will protect you, you believe in me." ”

Cersei shook his head: "How can the son of the world be disobedient to Mrs. for a slave and maid, not to mention that the identity of the slave and maid is unknown, it will also become a stain on the son." ”

Lin Huaijin's enthusiasm had already been poured out, and Mu Ran said: "You have all kinds of reasons, only talk about the ones on the side, but don't say what you think." ”

Se paused: "As long as the slave maid is stable and prosperous, and will no longer be displaced, she will be satisfied." ”

The last time I heard her say this was at the Shangyuan Festival Lantern Festival, when he was full of tenderness, and he only felt peace and joy, and there was no other worries. At this time, it sounded full of bitterness and taste, and the taste completely changed.

At first, I blamed her for not understanding the amorous style and not understanding her own mind. When she really understood, she didn't expect it to be a refusal.

He looked at her in a daze, but only the back of her head could be seen. Her hair is combed tightly and neatly, just like her heart, decisive and neat, and the lines are not messy.

And themselves, like a joke.

Lin Huaijin came from the grief, and suddenly swept a lot of items on the case to the ground, and the soldiers smashed into a ball. He trembled twice, but never looked up.

Hearing this, Desheng came in and looked dumbfounded. Lin Huaijin closed his eyes, endured and endured, and his voice gradually calmed down: "You go down, I won't use the study for the past two days." ”

Desheng stood at the door, thinking that Lin Huaijin was hesitating about himself, so he listened to the answer, kowtowed and stood up, and walked away with his head down.

Desheng looked at Lin Huaijin's lips into a line, his face was pale, and he sat on the chair dejectedly, a little confused, how could the two people who were still in the same room turn their faces after he went out, but he didn't dare to say much, and squatted down to clean up the wreckage.

Lin Huaijin watched Desheng slowly clean up the things he swept underground. The inkstone was broken into two pieces, and the ink leaked out, dyeing a lot of Chengxintang paper, and the thin and shiny paper easily turned black, and slowly ate away at the remaining white. He stroked his heart, only to feel that the black hole in his heart was slowly fainting and fainting, almost white.

His gaze crossed Desheng, and he didn't know where he fell, but he saw that the place where Fang had just knelt was deep and shallow, and it was wet. He was shocked, took the lamp and candle, and staggered over. The fingertips brushed, and there was a hint of water. For a while, he couldn't tell what mood he was, like surprise, like melancholy, the feelings that had just been extinguished, as if there were some sparkling fires, and the expectations that had just been shattered seemed to poke his head out again.