Chapter Eighty-Nine: A Kiss on the Street
"Drunk?" His brow was slightly balanced, and the smile on his face stiffened.
"Well, I met Lin Qianxue just now, and I drank some!"
"No alcohol outside in the future!"
Feeling that the other party's voice was a little harsh, she opened her eyes and looked at him seriously, and found that the other party's face was serious, and her dark eyes were like a pair of whirlpools that sucked her whole person deeply.
"It's just a small glass!"
"A small glass? You don't have a light smell of wine, and there is also the smell of decanting tea! He sniffed at her face and said with certainty.
Xia Qian looked at Huo Zun with a smile, her eyes narrowed into two crescents, and she replied word by word: "Okay, I know that I don't drink well, and I am self-aware, so I won't drink outside in the future!" ”
"That's right, you wait for me here, I'll put down my things and come over immediately!"
He admonished gently, smiled and turned to leave, only to find that Xia Qian was holding her arm without the slightest intention of letting go.
A pair of sweet pear blossoms smiled on her face, and her clear and moist eyes were rippling with watery tenderness: "Huo Zun, I have something to tell you!" ”
?
He paused and looked at her quietly.
Xia Qian smiled and hooked her finger at him with a happy face.
Huo Zun was stunned, bent down and leaned his ears over.
She bit her thin lip, tilted her head to meet his red lips and kissed him.
This sudden action made him hesitate for a moment, his handsome eyes sprinkled on her fair face, and the eyebrows, eyes, and sweet smile instantly dissolved in his heart, like a cup of sweet honey water moistening every corner of his body.
The people who were busy hurrying stopped at this moment, looking at the shocking demeanor between the soldier carrying a large bag and a little woman with a delicate face in the middle of the street.
"Huo Yi, you kid is not shallow! When the warehouse is closed, you will spend the New Year in the pro-military camp with a big bag! A soldier who came out of the storeroom and hurried home for the New Year smiled at him.
His laughter attracted more onlookers, Huo Zun smiled and pushed the camp tent bag on his shoulder to his neck, fixed the camp tent with one hand, took her into his arms with the other, and kissed her affectionately on her sweet red lips.
The surrounding area was boiling, and the voices of accusations, laughter, and blessings converged.
After a burst of affectionate kisses, Huo Zun let go of Xia Qian in his arms and said with a smile: "Soon, wait for me!" ”
Seeing her pick up the big bag and disappear into the crowd like lightning, Xia Qian said with a happy laugh in her mouth.
The crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed, and she walked to the nearest shop to her, and when she looked up, she just saw a dazzling "golden pillar".
The pillar froze not far away, and the stiff expression on her face seemed to stop at that moment, and she felt blocked, angry, and hateful in her heart.
What is there to hate?
He is just the defender and successor of the interests of the Prime Minister's Mansion, even if he becomes a noble horse lord and wears the most luxurious and hard pro-army commander golden armor, he is not as good as Huo Zun.
She smiled, turned around and left him with a back, sat down at the door of the shop, closed her eyes and waited for Huo Zun to come back.
When the two returned to the west courtyard, the maids had already decorated the courtyard with red and green lights, the eaves and courtyard walls were full of red lanterns, and even the plane tree was carefully dressed up by them, and there were a few rare bonsai at the door.
Xia Qian looked at Qingyue in surprise and asked, "It's just a New Year, how can you decorate this place like a happy hall?" ”
"The lord has said, the prince of the fifth county may want to come, so let's clean up the west courtyard lively. The old man also spoke, saying that the young master and the young lady don't need to go to the east courtyard to keep vigil with them tonight, and wait for the whole family to go to Fahua Temple to pray for blessings early tomorrow morning! ”
The prince of the county?
Xia Qian's throat was like a fish bone, she couldn't melt it and couldn't spit it out, and she couldn't say a word when she looked at the joy of the yard.
This county prince didn't play cards according to common sense at all, and an inexplicable love letter almost caused her to turn her face with Huo Zun.
"Why, the old man came from afar, and you are not happy?" Huo Zun hugged her and laughed as she walked.
"Happy, didn't you see that I couldn't speak with joy?"
Huo Zun smiled heartily and said, "It's good to be happy!" By the way, Qingyue, you go and take out the osmanthus brew I hidden, add a few more dishes, and let everyone gather in my room to eat at the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, there is a wall of fire, one to warm, and the other to add joy. ”