Hearing his voice, Song Qing glanced up at him and stood still.

The past is impossible to pass.

Let her pass, just pass, doesn't she want to lose face?

She is also disciplined. (Sometimes there should be, sometimes there shouldn't, what the festival is, she doesn't know.) ）

“……”

The temper is quite big.

The deep gaze subconsciously fell on the shoulder that Song Qing was rubbing.

In fact, when he put his hand on her shoulder, he had already retracted his strength. Otherwise, if he really used force, he would have been able to pinch her shoulder in an instant.

Even the last time it was the same, he collected his strength.

It's just that because he is not used to being close to others, even if he retracts his strength under the conditioned reflex, his hand strength can easily hurt people.

The third master stood up from the sedan chair in silence, and then raised his feet and slowly walked off the sedan chair, the black clothes shook slightly with his movements.

Song Qingzheng rubbed his shoulders, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he saw the third master standing up and walking all the way down the sedan chair.

It wasn't until I saw him walk all the way over the railing of the sedan chair and the person who carried the sedan chair that he turned around and walked over to her.

He is handsome, his face is cold and hard, his nose is high, his lips are pursed, and his deep eyes contain ice and snow that cannot be dissolved, as if he can easily frostbite people.

The third master is nearly 1.9 meters tall, and his posture is tall and long. The long hair was tied with a crown of purple and gold, and a golden tassel hung from each side of the crown.

The golden tassel was now hanging down on the long inky hair on his chest, and it looked very conspicuous. Dressed in a black robe, embroidered with a golden unicorn totem, the tone gives people a noble and cold feeling.

At this moment, he was walking towards her, his steps were not hurried, and his black clothes swayed gently with his movements.

A gentle breeze blew a strand of hair on his chest.

Peerless!

'Knock knock! ’

'Knock knock!'

At this moment, Song Qing felt the sound of his heart beating faster.

Long, why do you look so good?

Song Qing looked away with a hot face when he thought of this.

At this moment, the third master had already approached, and seeing him approaching, Song Qing instantly felt that he had difficulty breathing.

Good, what a strange feeling.

Going to die, going to die? Her face was so hot that she felt like she was going to smoke.

A hand in front of her reached out and clasped her wrist. Black sleeves? A golden totem? That cold and hard tone, Song Qing knew who it was even if he didn't look up.

The hand that clasped her wrist was not gentle? But he didn't use any force.

"What are you doing?" Song said lightly and looked up at the third master standing in front of him.

Her nervous hometown words came out.

The third master's deep eyes glanced at her and didn't speak? Instead, he pulled the man into his arms with force.

The moment Song Qing fell into his arms, his hand on her wrist had already stretched out and wrapped around her waist.

Bending down? He reached through the crook of her leg and picked her up easily.

hugged one in his arms, the third master's steps were still calm, and his posture was still upright, as if he was not holding a person in his arms at all.

Being held like this? At this moment, Song Qing's brain was hanging up.

He, what is he holding her for?

Maybe it was so unbelievable that Song Qing couldn't help but read the words.

"Who am I?"

"What am I doing?"

"What's going on?"

"Why, it feels like the third master is holding me, this must not be true."

Song Qing stiffly stretched out his hand and lifted it on the third master's arm.

"It doesn't hurt, I'm really dreaming."

“……”

The third master raised his eyebrows? Silent pause.

"You pinch yourself and try it yourself."

Song shook his head instantly after hearing this.

"That's not going to work, it's going to hurt if you pinch me." What Song Qing said was a matter of course.

“……”

It makes sense, he was speechless, so it's time to pinch him, right?

Scold......

At this time, she was in the arms of the third master, looking from her current sight. As long as you look up slightly, you can see his cold and hard side face.

Although a little unbelievable? But now at this moment? In public? The third master is really holding her.

He was actually holding her at the moment, although even Song Qing didn't figure it out? What was he holding her for?

But? He just hugged her.

Obviously, she hurts for a long time when she hugs him? Now he took the initiative to hug her.

It feels unreal.

Feeling the gaze of the people around him, Song Qing couldn't help but turn his head and glance around.

At a glance, the street was full of people, although those people were not close, but retreated to the side of the road, but it was obvious that this was a group of people eating melons.

Song Qing could feel that those people were looking at her at the moment. The most important point is that Song Qing felt that the gazes of those people looking at her were very indescribable.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a ghost.

Retracting his gaze, Song said with a warm face: "What are you holding me for, you let me down, many people are watching." ”

"What kind of body is it to hug and hug in public, if you want to hug, you have to find a hug when no one is around, no, you can't hug when no one is around, I'm very reserved."

"......" The corners of the third master's mouth twitched imperceptibly, he felt that it was really a miracle that he didn't throw her down.

The third master held Song Qing with a calm face, stepped on the steps all the way and walked up the sedan chair. After he casually put Song Qing in his position, he sat down next to her in silence.

Until he sat down, Song Qing was still a little dazed.

After feeling that the place where he was sitting was soft, Song Qing couldn't help but reach out and touch it.

And it's fluffy, and it's covered with real tiger skin.

Glancing at the third master who was sitting upright, Song Qing couldn't help but reach out and pull his sleeve.

"Well, where are we going?"

Without saying anything, he hugged him into the sedan chair, what is this about?

“……”

The third master did not speak, but raised his hand to signal that he could go.

The sedan chair that had stopped was slowly lifted, and Gu Wei, who had been riding on a horse from beginning to end, was an invisible man and rode in front of him again, continuing to be a competent guard.

"It turns out that this is the feeling of sitting in a sedan car, not to mention that it is quite good, you will enjoy it."

"I've only seen this kind of sedan chair on TV before, and today is the first time I've sat on it." Song said softly and turned his head to look at the people on both sides of the road.

Although the curtain on her side was blocked, she could still see out clearly through the gap.

After the sedan car drove away for a while, Song Qing found a very strange phenomenon.

That is where the third master sedan chair passed, the original lively and noisy place, and the sound was instantly quiet.

Seeing this situation, Song Qing couldn't help but reach out and pull the sleeve of the third master.

"Those people look scared of you? You see, where your sedan chair passes, there is not even a person standing in front of you to block the way. ”

After listening to Song Qing's words, the third master looked up at the people standing on the side of the road in silence.

Those people were ordinary people, and the way they looked at him was not hatred, nor was there hostility. These people looked at him with respect and fear.