Actually, Changsun Jin didn't look stupid at all, but Ye Qing always felt that he was a little stupid.

"Rub." Ye Qing handed him a tissue.

The eldest grandson Jin still had two lines of blood hanging between his nose.

"Thank you." Changsun Jin took the tissue with both hands, but was attracted by the touch of the tissue: "What is this, it is so soft......"

Ye bit her lip lightly, how did she take out the modern thing?

But she was about to turn around to explain to him, only to see that Changsun Jin was stunned, and his nosebleed was even worse, and Ye Qing heard that his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he was about to explode.

"Sit down." Ye Qing hurriedly pressed his shoulders and asked him to sit down: "Don't hang up halfway." ”

"Hang?"

"Shut up." I grabbed the tissue in his hand, plugged it between his nose, pressed his fingers on the wings of his nose, took some ice cubes and wrapped them in a towel and put them on his head.

When nosebleeds, it is generally customary to tilt the head back and the nostrils upward, but in fact, this is not only not easy to stop the bleeding, but the backward posture will also make the blood flowing out of the nasal cavity flow backwards to the throat, be swallowed into the esophagus and stomach, and when the amount of bleeding is large, it is easy to suck into the trachea and lungs, which is very dangerous.

The cold sensation on his forehead calmed down Changsun Jin, and after half an hour, his heart didn't beat so fast, and the nosebleed stopped.

"Can you go?"

I didn't think he was weak before, but at this time, Ye Qing was worried about him.

"Yes." Changsun Jin's body shook a little, but he still stood up.

After getting up, he didn't forget to pat the dust on his body.

The nearest way back to Changsun Mansion, you need to pass through the "Qinglou Street", when the two of them passed by those Qinglou, Changsun Jin covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves and sped up his steps.

The two of them were walking to the middle of the street, and a few people walked out of front of a small courtyard called Qinghong Pavilion.

The first person suddenly spoke: "Stop! ”

Hearing this, the eldest grandson Jin stopped.

Sun Jin turned his head to look, frowned, buried his head and continued to move forward, and the man in green clothes who shouted him ordered someone to surround him.

"Don't let him go." As he spoke, the man in Tsing Yi opened his throat and roared in: "Shaojie, come and see, this grandson of Xiangguo actually walked to the Qinghong Pavilion!" ”

Seeing this, Changsun Jin blocked Ye Qing behind him and said in a low voice, "Miss Ye, you go first." ”

"Eldest Sun Jin, which girl is hiding behind you? In the past, I always said that our brothers were Sven scum, aren't you also a sanctimonious person? The man in Tsing Yi looked behind him, then turned back and shouted at the door: "Shaojie, if you don't come out again, Changsun Jin will run away with the little beauty!" ”

The guards of the man in Tsing Yi surrounded Ye Qing and Changsun Jin instantly, and the sky was dark, and several people carried lanterns to illuminate Changsun Jin's dirty face clearly.

"Changsun Jin, Changsun Jin, why are you making such a mess of yourself, could it be...... The beauty behind you was stolen? ”

As soon as the man in Tsing Yi spoke, another man walked out of the Qinghong Pavilion.

"What beauty?"

The person who came was tall and mighty, with a pair of sword eyebrows and starry eyes, but the gaze was as cold and sharp as a blade, and no one dared to raise his head when the knife fell on anyone's body.

However, there was a bit of frivolity in his eyes.

At this time, one of his arms was wrapped in muslin and the other end was still hanging around his neck, apparently wounded not long ago.

This person is Zheng Shaojie, the third prince of Zheng Guo.

On the top of the moon, the wind blows, and the candles are very bright.

The lantern illuminated the faces of several people, Zheng Shaojie saw Ye Qing behind Changsun Jin at a glance, she did not hide her face with shyness, but looked at him directly.

"Yo, don't mention it, what a beauty." Zheng Shaojie walked over with a smile.

"Third Highness, she is my ......"

Zheng Shaojie waved his hand and pushed Changsun Jin away.

"I don't want to hear you, I want to hear this beauty." Zheng Shaojie was much taller than Ye Qing, and he lowered his head slightly: "Beauty, follow me in for a glass of wine." ”

Ye Qing staggered away, but Zheng Shaojie's hand grabbed her wrist, pulled and pulled, and easily took her into his arms.

"Hmm......" Zheng Shaojie sniffed the fragrance of her bun and said slowly: "Fragrant." ”

The spring breeze is blowing again, and the lights and shadows are sufficient.

In this gap, he could see her face clearly.

And between the pulling, a small piece of skin exposed between Ye Qing's neck was like a freshly cooked and peeled chicken, white and tender, he felt that it must feel good.

With just one glance, Zheng Shaojie knew that her skin was the most delicate, silky, and fair of all the women he had ever seen, and if he took a bite, he would definitely leave a piece of cherry red.

The two were so close that Zheng Shaojie could even smell an indescribable delicious aroma from her.

His hand was on her lower back, and he was about to move it down a little more, but Changsun Jin stood beside him with the boldness.

The eldest grandson Jinyi said in a positive manner: "Third Highness, this girl is my guest, she is not a girl on the street, please let her go." ”

"With you, you also want to protect her?" Zheng Shaojie scoffed.

Before Changsun Jin could speak, Ye said lightly: "Why can't he protect me?" ”

Zheng Shaojie smiled, and looked at Changsun Jin with sarcasm in his eyes: "Like him, he can't lift his hands and shoulders, can't carry a sword, and can't make a stick waste, so he doesn't deserve to protect you." ”

"Can you?" Ye chuckled, her fingers poking in his chest.

Zheng Shaojie's hand suddenly closed and hugged Ye Qing tightly.

A little lower, just a finger's distance, he could take a bite of her sandalwood.

Her little mouth rolled over and over, looking quite seductive.

"Try it and see if I can." As he spoke, Zheng Shaojie tightened his hand and wanted to carry Ye Qing into the Qinghong Pavilion behind him.

"You ......" Changsun Jin wanted to save Ye Qing, but he pressed the man in Tsing Yi on the side to the ground.

The man in Tsing Yi stepped on him and did not allow him to struggle.

"Wait." Ye lightly twisted her eyebrows, and as soon as she pushed her hand, she broke free from Zheng Shaojie's arms: "This girl doesn't have time to play with you tonight." ”

Zheng Shaojie didn't know how Ye Qing broke free, even if one of his hands was injured, it was impossible for an ordinary woman to break free casually, so he immediately became vigilant.

"Want to run?"

"Don't run."

Seeing that she had a fearless appearance, Zheng Shaojie's eyes sank, and he reached out to pinch her neck.

Ye Qing grabbed his hand with her backhand, her movements seemed to be fast, but she seemed to be slow, and she smiled: "I don't like rude men." ”

"Not rude." Zheng Shaojie understood this time, she was not a little white rabbit, she was a little wild cat with sharp claws, he deliberately smiled evilly, and said: "We can play slowly." ”

"What do you want me to play with you?"

He took a step closer and blew an ambiguous breath into her ear: "Make me comfortable." ”

As soon as the words came out, Ye slapped him lightly.

Suddenly, the scene was quiet, and even the wind was still.

Including Zheng Shaojie himself, everyone on the entire street was circled!

However, before everyone's heartbeat skipped the second beat, they heard a "snap" again.

She slapped him again!

"Comfortable?" Ye pouted slightly, looking like a coquette.