Chapter 64: Warmth
Forget it before, but now, she is also a person to rely on, and it's time to repair this cold noodle. Pay attention to it, Tsing Yi suddenly smiled brightly: "Jing Ye, I don't know how old you are this year, can you tell the little girl?" Saying that, Tsing Yi kept throwing his eyebrows at the cold-faced man.
Lian Jing's cold face suddenly appeared with a suspicious red cloud, Tsing Yi couldn't help but raise his hand and rub his eyes, his face was incredulous, but he was smiling in his heart: I didn't expect this cold guy to be shy and funny.
Seeing the woman looking at her with an inquiring expression, Lian Jing hurriedly opened her eyes and coughed embarrassedly. With a big hand, "Drive." ”
The whip fell, and the horse spread its hooves and galloped forward the next moment.
In the carriage, because of the horse's sudden gallop, Dyeing suddenly had an unstable center of gravity, and fell backwards by inertia, seeing that his head was about to hit the carriage, the man's eyes were quick and he pulled the woman into his arms.
When Dye Hua realized that he was leaning against the man's arms, his little face suddenly became hot, as if he had been boiled in boiling water. Although he was shy, he just leaned quietly in the man's arms, feeling the cold fragrance coming from the man's body. At this moment, she felt how happy she was, and she was a little unreal.
jerky hugged the man's lean waist, the two of them snuggled tightly, and the two lonely hearts trembled deeply at each other's indulgent warmth at this moment.
"Painting," the man called softly.
"Hmm," the woman whispered.
"Painting, what are your plans to go back this time?"
"I hope I'll be able to take care of it myself." It was her business, she could settle it herself, and she didn't want him to worry about her business anymore.
"Okay," the man replied with a chuckle.
"Month,"
"Hmm,"
"Why do you like me?"
Hearing this, the man was stunned for a moment, and immediately smiled bitterly: "If I say I don't know, will you be sad?" ”
"Hehe, no, because I don't know when I fell in love with you, that feeling is very strange, it came so quietly, and when I found it, I was already deep in the mud and couldn't extricate myself."
"Hmm," the man smiled warmly, his narrow eyes shining brighter than a gem.
The woman couldn't help but hug the man's waist, and no one spoke at this time, the air flowing in the carriage seemed to be tactful because of this pair of beautiful people, and the man's ink-like black hair was sprinkled with the man's downward movement, sprinkled on the woman's soft and shiny cloud hair, intertwined with each other, and lingered with each other's hearts.
After saying goodbye, the woman's eyes were attached to the carriage that was fading away, until the carriage disappeared at the end of the long street, and the woman withdrew her gaze and stepped into the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Today's Prime Minister's Mansion is too deserted compared to the past, and even the housekeeper who guards the door is nowhere to be seen, and along the way, except for those guards who are standing tall and standing like statues, there is no figure in sight.
Asked the guards standing guard, all the people in the prime minister's house were summoned to the front yard by the housekeeper, and when she came in just now, she walked around the front yard, no wonder she didn't see anyone.
Of course, when the painting appeared in the front yard, Shui Xuanyi's eyes looked at the slender figure that appeared a little abruptly, but it was so natural, and a bright light that no one noticed in his deep eyes swept by.
After a glance, Shui Xuanyi turned his eyes back with a cold face, but it was Mrs. Xiangfu on the side, when the woman appeared at the courtyard gate, her face was suddenly so white that there was no blood. There was a cold glow in the watery eyes, fleeting.