Second Master Qi couldn't help but have a picture popping up in his mind.

At that time, he was also the same as now, he didn't like love, and he didn't have a good impression of women who were close to him. I still remember one time, on a whim, he wanted to go to the covered bridge for an afternoon nap, but he didn't think about it, but he heard the cry of a little maid.

The little maid carried a bamboo basket on her back, and the watermelons in the basket were torn apart by her. He was a little helpless by the noise, and was about to go out to reprimand the little maid, when he heard a voice like a spring breeze sounding beside the little maid, "Your watermelon is broken~"

A thought flashed through his heart, this woman was afraid that she had come to see the little maid's jokes. But listen carefully, the woman patiently helped the little girl wipe away her tears, and at the same time took the errand of delivering watermelons on herself.

That kind of tenderness and delicacy is an emotion he has never experienced, for a while, fresh and curious.

Hearing that this watermelon was given to him, he couldn't help but explore a little more, how does this woman want to fool in front of him?

So, he couldn't wait to go back to Qingfeng Courtyard, waiting for this woman to take the initiative to send it to the door.

He waited left and right, until the sun set, and he didn't see the woman. His heart gradually cooled, and the corners of his mouth hooked a cold smile, Ming'er, he was going to his mother to ask about the watermelon, one or two little maids, don't think about having good fruits to eat!

However, he had just stood up from the Luohan couch when Shimo led her in.

She held a crystal glass pot in her hand, the body of the pot is multi-faceted and angular, under the candle flame, with the watermelon juice inside, reflecting a colorful light, like a mellow wine to hook his soul.

At that time, she was still a little maid in the courtyard of the third lady, and she was as gentle and careless as she is now, so she was very careful to let him taste the pot of watermelon juice that was so cool and silky.

He wanted to demolish her, or refuse the glass of watermelon juice, but looking at her expectant gaze, and at her delicate and white hand holding the crystal glass pot, the ghost took the crystal glass pot like a god.

Since then, it has never been ......

"Second master, the watermelon is here." Shi Jin's words interrupted Qi Mojing's thoughts.

He turned his head and saw Shi Jinzheng walking in with an open white porcelain lotus flower cup. The little maid walked up to him, squatted down, and raised the lotus flower cup like a treasure.

I saw that in the middle of the white and pink porcelain lotus petals, there were bright red and lovely watermelon balls. Each watermelon ball is the same size, bustling together, with a bright white around it, more vivid and dripping.

His gaze climbed all the way up from Shi Jin's hand holding the white porcelain lotus flower to the moon cup, and little by little condensed on her pink lips like March spring flowers.

Inexplicably remembered the box of bright lipstick, if she applied it, I was afraid that it would be the same color as the watermelon ball in the lotus flower cup?

No, it's a brighter color than watermelon, and just thinking about it makes me feel like I'm on fire.

Shi Jin's hand trembled slightly, and his lips also snorted slightly. The place swept by the second master's gaze was slightly hot, making her dare not move like sitting on pins and needles.

After a long time, she heard him say, "You come and feed me." ”

Shi Jin raised his head in disbelief, but saw that Second Master Qi's face was still as indifferent as ever. His gaze was calm and a little deep, so that Shi Jin didn't dare to beak.

She trembled and stretched out her hand, pinched the delicate spoon on the side of the cup with her right hand, scooped up a watermelon ball, and handed it to the second master's lips.

The second master only looked at her with a little corner of his lips, but did not open his mouth. She could only speak softly, "Second Master, open your mouth." ”

The man in front of him opened his lips slightly obediently, took a mouthful of watermelon balls, and bit the spoon as if his teeth refused to relax.

His slightly raised eyes were dyed a light red, making him look a little more demonic, and he only glanced at Shi Jin obliquely, and Shi Jin's mouth became dry in an instant.

She naturally knows that the second master is good-looking, and he is the most free and handsome little Langjun she has seen in the past 17 years. It's just that this Lang Jun has a cold temperament, which makes people afraid to hide. But when he showed such a look at this moment, Shi Jin was not only dizzy, but also a little frightened.

"Second master, let go." Her face was slightly red.

However, in the next second, Second Master Qi's face was visibly cold, "Get out." ”

Shi Jin was startled, hurriedly took back the small spoon, put the white porcelain lotus flower cup on the side of the small table, and ran out.

Second Master Qi's face darkened.

As soon as Shi Jin stepped out of the door, he heard a clatter behind him, and the white porcelain cup was swept to the ground, and the bright red watermelon balls rolled to the ground.

“…… Smart. He whispered.

June twenty-nine.

Hou's family banquet.

Si Qi instructed Aunt Zhao to make mash balls and charcoal-grilled venison early in the morning, and sent them to the old lady's Rong'an Hall together with the time, so as to be the second master's filial piety.

The venison was bought by the second master from Orion, and it was a fawn less than a year old, with tender meat and good taste. The deerskin was pondered by Si Qi and Shi Jin to make the lining of the second master's boots, which are soft and comfortable, and they may be able to wear them out when it is cold.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Si Qi returned home early in the morning, and before leaving, he instructed Zhihua and Shi Jin to take care of the second master. Shi Jin promised, when the second master went out, she and Zhihua carried a lantern to guide the second master.

The Jing'an Hou Mansion covers an extremely large area, it is said that it was repaired by the palace of the previous dynasty, and it was specially given to the old marquis to show the grace of today.

Shi Jin held the eight-sided exquisite air death wind lantern, and walked slowly to reflect the figures of the people, and the flowers and trees were sparse. The second master's Qingfeng Courtyard is in the corner of the Hou Mansion, this way, on the covered bridge, over the flower stand, stepping on the bluestone, through the rockery, climbing the hill, whisking the weeping willows, it is actually flowers

The grand scenery and direct teaching are dizzying.

Rao is Shi Jin has walked around this Hou Mansion a few times, and he is still worried when he walks at night. Fortunately, there are some tips on painting around you, and you are fine.

The more you get closer to Rong'an Hall, the more maids and servants there are, and the voices gradually become denser, and the words of laughter and jokes are very different from the quietness of the Seifu-in Temple.

Wherever Shi Jin passed, the maids and servants around him were silent, and it was obvious that the second master Qi was particularly afraid. Passing through the courtyard Fushou stretching pine tree potted plants, and stepping on the corner of the corridor, there were already maids rushing to the main hall, and the special Hui and the old lady knew.

When I got to the door of the main hall, the old lady's right-hand man Sandalwood had already tied up the turquoise tulle anti-mosquito curtain cage and welcomed the second master into the house with a smile.

Shi Jin and Zhihua naturally didn't have the face to go in. Sending the second master into the house, she swept her eyes casually, and saw that the old lady and the uncle's family were sitting at the reunion table in the main hall. The uncle's two aunts stood behind the old lady and the eldest lady with a respectful and filial look.

Zhihua can be regarded as breathable at this time, she is already familiar with the lotus fragrance maid of Rong'an Hall, and when she has time, she will muttered with Lianxiang with her head, and she is hidden in the corner of the corridor and talks happily.

Shi Jin was holding the lantern, and just as she didn't know what to do, she heard a surprised voice calling her "sister". Shi Jin turned his head and saw the little girl Kite looking up at him.

Seeing the kite again, Shi Jin was also very happy, she couldn't help touching the horn on the kite's head, and asked her with a smile, "How is the kite?" ”

"Mm-hmm, everything is fine with the kite." The kite led Shi Jin to the ear room in the corner of the yard where the sundries were placed. The entrance to the main room can be seen from the side of the ear room, which does not prevent her from waiting for the second master, and Shi Jin also sat down to talk to the kite with peace of mind.

She hung the dead wind lamp on a loom piled up in the earroom, and the whole earroom became bright.

Kite hesitated, and asked her, "Sister...... Last time, didn't the second master embarrass you? ”