The wild trees and grass grew so luxuriantly that they blocked almost all the light. There was still a remnant sun hanging in the sky, but the courtyard had already entered the night.

There was no light in the house, and Zhao Fuling could only see that there seemed to be a person standing at the door.

As soon as she approached, the man turned around.

The dark color that blends into one, the tall and thin figure, and the clear and good-looking face.

It's Li Jingmo.

It's just that he didn't say hello when he heard him enter the courtyard as before, but he was silent and seemed to be a different person.

Zhao Fuling felt strange and shouted: "Du Gongzi? ”

Li Jingmo paused, and then his tone was slightly surprised: "Miss Zhao? ”

"It's me."

Zhao Fuling laughed, she walked up the bluestone steps and asked, "Why are you standing at the door, Ying Qi ......?"

Before she finished speaking, she stepped on something under her feet, and suddenly slipped, and her whole body threw forward uncontrollably.

"Fish!!" Zhao Lingling's voice suddenly rose.

Her eyes widened, and her mind was full of images of the fish falling to the ground and the soup and water all spilled.

Ahh

Zhao Fuling was about to cry angrily.

But when she came back to her senses, she found herself on the steps in a strange posture leaning forward.

The man did not fall, and the bamboo basket did not fly out.

The fragrant fish in the bamboo basket are lying in it.

Zhao Fuling lowered her head and found that she had an arm around her waist.

The arm was strong, as if he had saved her that night, and he had encircled her in his arms and imprisoned her.

Zhao Fuling realized it later, only to realize that the arm was a little painful for her.

That little waist is going to be strangled.

Zhao Fuling lightly "exhaled" and reminded Li Jingmo, who was close at hand: "Du Gongzi, loose...... Loosen it up. ”

Li Jingmo lowered her head, hot breath in her ears, and her voice was gentle and smiling: "Do you really want to loosen?" ”

As he spoke, his arm pulled back slightly.

Zhao Fuling immediately felt like she was about to face the steps and fall freely.

"Wait a minute." She reflexively grabbed Li Jingmo's clothes and let herself stand up straight first.

After he was completely firm, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Now you can loosen up." ”

Li Jingmo calmly let go.

Zhao Fuling looked up and saw that Li Jingmo's clothes in front of her were torn and wrinkled by herself, and she was a little embarrassed.

She didn't know what to say, so she just bent down and looked at the steps to divert the topic: "What's so slippery?" Ying Qi didn't know how to clean it. ”

Li Jingmo stood next to Zhao Ling, feeling the vitality of the person in front of him, the corners of his lips lifted lightly, and said softly: "Ying Qi has been busy lately, and he has no time to clean up." It has rained for the past two days, and it must be moss growing on the stone slabs. ”

Zhao Lingling suddenly became embarrassed.

Ying Qi was called by her every day, and he really didn't have time to clean up.

She was too embarrassed to say anything more, so she squatted down and looked around, and found that there was indeed a lot of moss growing on the steps.

After the rain, the moss is so wet and slippery that it can fall if you are not careful.

Thinking that Li Jingmo couldn't see it, Zhao Fuling frowned: "I still have to deal with it, otherwise it will be inconvenient for Du Gongzi to go out......"

When Li Jingmo heard this, he smiled lightly: "Thank you Miss Zhao for your concern." ”

Zhao Fuling coughed lightly, got up and carried the bamboo basket into the house.

She took the fish out and put it on the table, and asked Li Jingmo, who followed up: "Du Gongzi, where are the Qi people?" ”

"He's got something, in the backyard." Li Jingmo said softly, "Miss Zhao has something to look for him?" ”

Zhao Fuling explained: "No, it's just that this fish is spiny, if he is waiting by his side, Du Gongzi can eat with more worry." ”

Li Jingmo bowed his head slightly, was silent for a moment, and his voice was more gentle: "Then there can only be Miss Lao Zhao." ”

Zhao Fuling: "??? ”

She didn't say she was going to leave a fish bone, did she?