Chenguang still didn't like the feeling of her lips touching her lips, but she didn't react as violently as she did the first time, and she felt that it was a habit.

She is used to this feeling, habit is not the same as liking, habit can only be said to be not so annoying. Habit is a terrible thing, habit is a killing intent, and habit kills a lot of things.

So when Chenguang found herself used to this feeling, she began to hate it.

She caught his hand slipping into the hem of her robe, his palms burning hotter than the temperature of his lips, as if they were going to melt him.

Shen Run was a man with normal body and mind, so at the moment of reunion after a long absence, when she looked at him with her big beautiful eyes, he couldn't resist the surging heart surging at him at that moment, and he succumbed to his heart. Even though he is a man who cannot survive as he wants.

He tried to push her resisting hand away, but she was a little tough, she didn't want to, and she resisted him with a strong attitude.

Her toughness made Shen Run sober up a little, and he came back to his senses. He let go of her a little, then looked at her from top to bottom.

Her face was as pale as usual, without crimson blood, her eyes were clear, the moment she saw her face, Shen Run couldn't help but wonder, whether she didn't like him, so when they were in skin-to-skin contact, she was never emotional, and she would only tell him forcefully at this moment that she hated being touched by him.

There was an indescribable chill on his body, and he became indifferent, even though his body was still hot.

He let go of her and sat up.

Between men and women, it is easy to break that boundary, as a man, as long as he uses a little crooked thinking, he has 10,000 ways to make her comply, but he is not very willing, the mood is indescribable contradictions and complexities, he feels that with the current state of two people, even if he breaks that boundary, there will be no fun, but a kind of loneliness and melancholy that is unknown, which is why he has not crossed the line strongly.

Chenguang lay on his back on the bed, looking at his back, slowly arranging the torn clothes.

She couldn't guess Shen Run's complicated thoughts, but she probably knew that he was upset about her refusal. She is not a child, she has long known about men and women, why he is unhappy, she understands very well. It's not that she hates him, and it's not that she doesn't want to because the object is him, she just doesn't like too close contact, and she doesn't like it for no reason. Maybe it's the physical reason, she doesn't want to think deeply about which physical reason, she feels that since she doesn't like it, she doesn't have to force herself for him, so she refuses.

However, Xiao Run's depressed appearance made her want to sigh.

She leaned over, put her arms around him from behind, and rested her head on his shoulder.

Shen Run's back stiffened, and he lowered his head to see her leaning on his shoulder, two pairs of long eyelashes trembling there.

"Xiao Run, why are you here?" She leaned on his shoulder, stared at the smoke of the incense burner in the distance, and asked softly.

Shen Run didn't answer because he couldn't.

The morning light stopped for a moment.

She didn't seem to need his answer, and she said to him softly:

"Let's stay for two days before leaving."

Shen Run was silent for a long time, and let out a low "um".

Chenguang smiled.

Neither of them mentioned the dissolution of the marriage contract again, obviously neither of them intended to discuss the problem after refinement, and then find a solution, because they both knew that this was an unsolvable problem, since there was no way to solve it, why bother mentioning it, it would only increase the troubles, it was better to be happy day by day, anyway, it was not an imminent critical moment.

……

In the spring, when everything recovers, there are many delicious things in Feng Yingguo.

A soup pot is set up on a small stove, mixed with broth, sprinkled with flower petals, and after the fragrance of the petals penetrates into the soup, the various colors of game are cut into thin slices and blanched in the broth, which is fragrant and fragrant.

Chenguang and Shen Run sat opposite each other, eating the most popular soup pot in Feng Mingguo now, it was warm and cold in early spring, and it was best to eat a steaming hot pot at this time, Chenguang thought, but in fact, this meal is not so delicious now.

The two of them didn't say a word, because they didn't have anything to say, they seemed to be determined, and they started to do it rashly, and from this point of view, it would definitely be related to the dissolution of the marriage contract, the situation in the Five Kingdoms, the war between the Cangqiu Kingdom and the Chiyang Kingdom, the domestic crises in the Fengming Kingdom and the Longxi Kingdom, and how the other party would deal with these crises next. This is not a topic that can be talked about casually, once it starts, it will definitely freeze in the middle, and it is better not to say anything than to be embarrassed and end badly at that time.

What's more, if you really talk about those serious topics after a long absence, the two of you have to subconsciously test each other's ideas, you come and go for two rounds, and you don't have to eat this meal.

So no one spoke first.

But they have been silent and feel awkward, probably there is an element of weakness in it, at this time they don't feel comfortable not talking, on the contrary, they all want to say something to break the deadlock, filter one topic after another in their minds, and finally find that there is no topic suitable for two people to talk about.

"Xiao Run, did you come secretly?" Chenguang pondered for a long time before she spoke, and she asked a question that could be answered in just one word.

"Hmm." Shen Run really replied to her with a word.

I don't know how to say a few more words, Chenguang thought unhappily.

"Hanjing is warmer than Qi'an, and the flowers of Qi'an have not fully bloomed." Shen Run lowered his eyes and said.

Want to talk about the weather?

"Really?" Chenguang said she drank half a spoonful of pheasant soup slowly.

…… That doesn't seem to suit them.

Shen Run suddenly put down his chopsticks, raised his eyes, and looked straight at her, he asked:

"Why are you pretending to be sick?"

Chenguang looked at him, pursing his lips.

Well, she was wrong, she thought he would avoid topics that would not keep the harmony going, but in a matter of moments he asked a sensitive subject, and made her want to drive him home at once.

She faked her illness mainly to deal with him.

She thought that he would not come to verify it with his own eyes, after all, Shen Qingyi had already seen it before, there was no need for him to come in person, and he should not come in person because he was entangled in state affairs. With what she knew about his character, he really shouldn't have come, but in fact he came, he made her miscalculate, and his arrival made everything she did a toss in vain.

As soon as she thought of this, Chenguang was angry, and she wanted to jump up and shout, "You are not the Xiao Run I know", but fortunately she held back.

Morninglight brought back the anger that should have been born, and the anger that she realized afterwards diluted the joy she felt when she saw him, and she suddenly wanted him to go home.