Ziwei awkwardly was pulled into the house by Hunt Qi, her legs were on the threshold, she just refused to enter the house, she stood firmly by the door, with a stubborn back straight, she pouted, and stared at him with a pair of helpless and resentful eyes,

Hunt Qi held the quilt in one hand and held her small hand with the other, and the wide sleeves of her robe slipped down to cover the big and small hands she held. [Biqu Ge free reading.>

With a tightening of his wrist, the corners of Jia Qi's lips smiled, and he glanced back at Ziwei, and his elegant face was condensed with gloomy clouds, there is a kind of cloud that you don't explain to me clearly, and I won't disappear if I don't explain it to me.

Hunt Qi stretched out his hand and scratched the little cocked nose, scraping, scraping, the small nose was stirring, like a royal rabbit, shaking the nose, there is a lord like the lord! It turns out that the rabbit likes to shake its nose and learned it from its little owner.

Hunt Qi smiled lightly, like a spring breeze, wanting to sweep away the haze on Ziwei's face, but at this time, Ziwei was no longer fooled by him, indifferent to his laughter, not infected, that is, the pestle at the door did not enter the door

The two tugged at each other.

The distance was very close, Ziwei raised her head like a bull, unconcealed her dissatisfaction, and under the clear light, the dark eyes were shining like stars in the sky.

Hunt Qi chuckled again, took her hand, brought her body to her chest, hugged her slender waist, dragged her into the room, pressed her to sit on the chair, and turned back to the quilt and put it on the bed.

A pair of resentful eyes have been sullen, staring at the back of the quilt in an orderly manner, slowly lifting the tea and putting the quilt, his back is straight, bending down to spread the quilt and spread it on the bed.

Seeing all this, Ziwei's heart tightened again, and she was secretly anxious, and an indescribable emotion surged in her heart, diluting the haze in her heart and turning into a trace of sorrow.

Why did you come here with a quilt on impulse, could you really come here and avoid Shui Zhihan's bed? Isn't that right?

If Shui Zhihan knew about it, wouldn't the resentment between them deepen?

Maybe Shui Zhihan, the cold-hearted son, even scolded and blamed Hunt Qi with resentment, blaming Hunt Qi for turning his hands into clouds, covering his hands for rain, and backsliding on his word and repeating villains, and agreed to arrange for Shui Zhihan to sleep during the day, but it turned out to be changed at night, and these changes may really happen.

It's rare that he is not afraid of Shui Zhihan's resentment.

As far as she knows, Shui Zhihan generally doesn't associate with several other sons in the house, including Hunt Qi, and I don't know what he is busy with all day? He is rarely seen in the house. The prince sent the princess to the mansion to look for rabbits, purely by chance, he never thought that he would still make a move to argue with the prince, but he didn't know that this person would be the prince.

Until now, Ziwei can't guess what kind of heart is wrapped under the cold mask?

But she really didn't like to associate with him, he was too cold, too cold to bear.

Ziwei's heart trembled, and she couldn't let go of Hunt Qi's repeated complaints, knowing that she didn't want to get along with him, why did she arrange for him to sleep and send her to the wolf's den!

A crescent moon hangs high in the cold night sky, sprinkled with cold moonlight. The moonlight poured in like water through the cracks in the hidden door. fell on Crape Myrtle's body and startled Crape Myrtle: before you knew it, it was night.

She seemed to feel a condensed voice, which sounded in her ears lightly and heavily: "The county lord is late at night, please sleep peacefully." ”

A chill rose from the soles of her feet, and she couldn't help but shiver. It was not advisable to stay here for long, so she got up and walked out. The sleeves tightened, and a warm voice sounded behind her: "Why did the county lord leave?"

That pot doesn't mention that pot, isn't this a heart-to-heart trouble?

Ziwei glanced back at him, lost her temper, and stiffened her neck: "You care?" ”

Ziwei tried her best to straighten her back, giving him a stubbornly straight back, and her proud hair was not smooth, but swaying wildly behind her.

"Hehe, it's dark at night, it's cool outside, come here." Hunt Qi smiled gently, reached out to hold the soft and slightly cool little hand, carefully held it in the palm, a warm breath gushed out from the palm, flowed to the slightly cool little hand, and flowed to the limbs and bones through the palm, dispelling the cold, the whole body was comfortable, and the resentment in the heart gradually dissipated.

Hunting Qi pulled her down on the chair again, gathered away some of the thread-like blue ledgers on the table, and put them into the box and stacked them.

Ziwei glanced at the account books one by one, stacked neatly in the box, and in the process of cleaning the account books, one of the account books turned up a corner, revealing a dense small block script written on it with a brush.

It turned out that the most tired person in this mansion was Hunt Qi, when she slept every day until she woke up naturally, he had gotten up like a bee and helped her take care of the daily affairs of the county lord's mansion.

Ziwei felt an apology in her heart, the resentment just now slowly dissipated, and under the candlelight, it was still clearly visible, and there was some blue under his eyes, guessing that this was caused by the huge amount of goods coming in and out of the house for several days, and staying up late.

Ziwei put away the resentment, picked up an account book on the table, bent down, went around the table legs, poked her head and handed him the account book.

He lowered his head and was thinking about how to classify and arrange the goods in and out during the day, his eyes accidentally saw that there was a gap in the box, and there was a gap left in the stacked account book, and he realized that an account book was left on the table, so he hurriedly got up and prepared to take the account book from the table and stack it.

"Oops" The two heads touched together, Ziwei covered her head and handed him the book, and Jia Qi heard Ziwei cry out in pain. took the account book and threw it on the box, pulled Ziwei over, leaned under the lamp and looked at her head carefully, Ziwei hurriedly broke free from his confinement, and whispered: "It's nothing, it doesn't matter." ”

I was secretly annoyed: I can't help with any trivial things, and my shot is chaos, and it will add chaos.

Hunt Qi nervously observed her head, touching her head, to see where it had hit? Whether or not a bag was knocked out.

Ziwei was a little uncomfortable with his close actions, twisting her body to break free from his confinement, Hunt Qi touched her head and whispered in her ear: "Don't move, I'll see." ”

Ziwei brushed his hand away, her head dodging, and inadvertently touched his jaw with her forehead, and for a moment their faces were close together, and their breaths were almost staggered, and his breath sprayed on her neck, tickling, numb.

Ziwei blushed shyly, her eyes wandered, avoiding his touch, and by the candlelight, she saw the look in his eyes clearly, read the concern in her eyes, and her writhing body gradually stopped struggling. His eyelashes trembled, and the soft black hair brushed her cheeks, brushing away the fine beads of sweat that had oozing from her forehead at some point.

The ambiguous posture made Ziwei's face red and her heart beat, and there was an undercurrent surging in her heart, since she cared about me, why did she push me to others? What do you mean? Why do you always ignore my feelings and arrange things that I don't want to do?

Even Nanning knows that all the husbands and servants in Ziwei's mansion are virgins, this is no longer a secret in the mansion, but a public fact, a well-known thing, why do you want to break this balance from you, the protagonist who presides over this matter is her most trusted Hunt Qi.

Why upset the balance,

Why didn't you come to bed?

Her heart was depressed, her chest rose and fell slightly, she bit her pink thin lips to gather resentment, and complained faintly for a while: "Why do you want to be like this? Do you want to treat me like this? ”

A pair of resentful eyes shot at Hunt Qi.

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