Chapter Seventy-Three: Reluctance......
There are some words that should be stopped when it comes to a certain point, Chu Yuan can see it, Xiao Chengmo's tolerance for him will end here, if he continues to entangle, this Leng Jun, who has a bad temper, will inevitably give him a cold face.
Chu Yuan is familiar with current affairs, not to mention Xiao Chengmo's words, which can be regarded as dispelling the doubts and concerns in his heart, now that he sees his lover, he is naturally immersed in gentleness and sincerity, if he makes the other party unhappy, it will be more than worth the loss!
"Okay, I won't say it, but you also have to talk about it, you only have such a tolerance for Han Feng, don't believe his words in the future, and don't be particularly soft on him!" Chu Yuan explained very cautiously, and said that the words behind him were a bit like coquettishness, which made Xiao Chengmo a little confused.
"......" Xiao Chengmo looked at Chu Yuan, who came over and was almost attached to him, he was speechless, and only after a while did he pretend to be indifferent and pushed Chu Yuan's body away, and spoke: "You are also tired all the way, go wash the dust first, and then talk after resting!" ”
When Xiao Chengmo said this, Chu Yuan naturally agreed obediently, but when he wanted to take a bath, he had to drag Xiao Chengmo with him. Xiao Chengmo was really afraid that he was going to do something bad, this was the Yi Palace, no better than they were on Yinghua Island, and Chu Yuan was definitely tired all the way, he couldn't just let him make trouble.
What Xiao Chengmo decided, it was really impossible for anyone to resist, no matter how Chu Yuan coerced and lured, in the end, he almost played tricks helplessly, but Xiao Chengmo always had a cold face, and it became more and more gloomy, Chu Yuan didn't dare to mess around.
Knowing that Xiao Chengmo would not answer him today, he no longer forced it, and took a hot spring bath alone that was not very happy, but also sweet.
When Chu Yuan came out of the hot spring, Xiao Chengmo had already prepared a table of meals, many of which were Chu Yuan's favorite food.
At this time, it was almost time for the sun to set, and Xiao Chengmo decided to eat in a small pavilion by the hot spring. The plants outside the pavilion are luxuriant, the crape myrtle flowers are blooming gorgeously, and a few branches of flowers probe into the pavilion, sending a faint fragrance.
After Chu Yuan took a bath, he changed into a regular dress of Xiao Chengmo, and he put on the robe a little tighter, and simply opened it up, ignoring the cumbersome ties.
Chu Yuan sat on the stool casually, Xiao Chengmo looked at him with a silent smile, took the handkerchief that was placed on the side, came behind Chu Yuan and wiped the long hair carefully, and then took a comb to straighten it out, and gently tied it behind his back with a hairband.
Chu Yuan quietly felt this tenderness, the corners of his lips were always filled with a smug smile, and when Xiao Chengmo finished sitting down, he took one of his palms and dropped a kiss on the palm.
“…… Don't make a fuss......" Xiao Chengmo felt a little ashamed, although there was only one person guarding the small pendant next to him, and even if the others saw it, they would only treat it as if they didn't see it, and they would never dare to criticize or reveal it, but Xiao Chengmo felt a touch of shyness from his heart.
"No trouble!" Chu Yuan took his hand and led him to sit down on the stool before slowly withdrawing, his face full of unfinished taste.
After eating in the small pavilion, the sky has already darkened, and the small pendant has made people burn lanterns here. At night, watching the candles shake here, the cool wind blows, and the scenery under the candlelight is even more varied.
On the sky, there was a round of crescent moon hanging obliquely, this situation and this scene somewhat had the feeling that they were drinking together at the beginning of the month, and when the interest came, Chu Yuan ordered the little pendant to go and fetch the wine.
If you want to drink, you naturally have to be casual, Chu Yuan saw that there was a blanket on the tray where the comb was placed, took it and threw it off, and spread it on the stone steps of the pavilion. After setting up the wine glass, pouring out two glasses of sake, Chu Yuan took it up and sent an invitation to Xiao Chengmo.
Xiao Chengmo looked at him and smiled warmly, such a scene is very familiar, and it feels very beautiful. Taking the wine glass handed by Chu Yuan, Xiao Chengmo sat down on the stone steps beside Chu Yuan.
The little pendant was worried that the ground with only a thin blanket was cold, but it was not good to disturb the interest of the masters, so he was worried, but he didn't dare to speak, but he was always concerned about what was wrong.
It's already dinner, and it's not advisable to drink too much wine, just to meet the occasion, just drink a pot!
Putting down the wine glass, Chu Yuan sat on his side, leaning on the stone pillar of the small pavilion with his back back, his eyes were shining, scorching his gems as gorgeous as obsidian, and he stared at Xiao Chengmo so seriously and like water.
"What are you looking at me like that?" Xiao Chengmo and Chu Yuan glanced at each other silently, and they couldn't stand his expression, so they withdrew their gaze, looked at the corners of his slightly sexy lips, and said with a slight disgust.
"Ziche, I'm really a little reluctant to part with you!" Chu Yuan retracted his gaze, and suddenly said very seriously, that kind of sad and depressed mood made Xiao Chengmo suddenly feel a slight pain in his heart.
Reluctant? I didn't expect that they would develop to this point, and they were worried and reluctant!
However, in this case, he couldn't give any answer, no matter whether he was reluctant or not, he could only be silent, but with a hint of comfort, he took Chu Yuan's finger and gently pulled it, and rubbed it gently.
The years are quiet, but under this night sky, sitting side by side, holding hands, is also worth cherishing and reminiscing.