Jiang Fuguang's eyes widened, with annoyance in her eyes, her face turned crimson, and she didn't know whether she was ashamed or angry, she raised her hand and was about to push him.

Ji Ruxuan clamped her wrist and raised it high above her head.

Unconvinced, she raised her other hand.

I don't believe he has three hands.

Ji Ruxuan didn't have a third hand, he just lowered his head to block her mouth, freed his other hand, sent her dishonest hand to the top of his head, and handed it to the other hand to hold it firmly.

Jiang Fuguang died of anger.

"The words that come out are like water spilled out," Ji Ruxuan let go of her, and her fingertips caressed her soft lips, "I have already heard it, and I want to regret not talking about the door, not even the window crack." ”

With that, he finally let go of her.

"Ji Ruxuan!" Jiang Fuguang clenched his fist and wanted to beat him.

"Let's pull the hook." Ji Ruxuanyi grabbed the jade white fist she picked up, carefully pulled her little finger away, and forcibly used her little finger to hook her little finger, "Pull the hook and hang it, it will not change for a hundred years." ”

A sour feeling suddenly appeared in her nose, and her eyes suddenly turned red.

When she was a child, she didn't know that Lagou was just a childlike game between children, no matter what she wanted, she always had to pull hook with her brother, and Brother would achieve it every time.

For a long time, she always naively thought that as long as she made a wish, it would definitely come true.

It wasn't until I grew up that I understood that there was no point in pulling hooks at all.

All this beauty comes from the person who is willing to help you make your wishes come true.

"What's wrong?" Ji Ruxuan was a little panicked and wanted to withdraw his little finger.

Unbeknownst to me, the little finger suddenly tightened.

He bowed his head.

Jiang Fuguang's thin white little finger hooked his little finger hard, shook it gently, and smiled with his eyebrows: "It will not change for a hundred years." ”

Ji Ruxuan didn't even know how to hook before.

He had never played a game that almost all children had played, so he didn't know that Lagou was just a game.

Just like when she was a child, she really thought that the promises and wishes made by Lagou must be true.

If all this good comes from the person who fulfills his wishes, then she is willing to fulfill his wishes for him, so that he can get everything he wants and what he wants.

Ji Ruxuan was stunned.

"I won't deny what I said," Jiang Fuguang said seriously, "You don't have to worry about me not admitting it every time, and I'm going to gag my mouth in a hurry." ”

"So," Ji Ruxuan was dumbfounded, he swallowed his saliva and asked with difficulty, "Are you willing to be with me?" ”

"When am I reluctant to be with you?" Jiang Fuguang did not answer the rhetorical question.

Ji Ruxuan couldn't say it, Jiang Fuguang never seemed to resist his approach, never refused his flattery, and even responded.

The jade pendant on his waist, the cool beads on his wrist, and the various incense medicines that are often sent to Beiyuan.

"On the night of the palace, you said," she fluttered her eyelashes, blocking the complicated emotions in her eyes, "Jiang Fuguang, I am pleased with you." ”

Ji Ruxuan's eyes shook.

"I hear you." She looked up at him.

Every word he said, she heard and remembered.

"But I," Ji Ruxuan swallowed again, his brain was a little dazed, and he couldn't react for a while, "I'm just a proton, you ......"

"Oh, that's a bit of a trick." Jiang Fuguang was a little embarrassed.

When I provoked her, I didn't think that I was a proton, but now I'm tangled.

Ji Ruxuan suffered a cardiac arrest, and hurriedly lowered her head, about to gag her.

This time, Jiang Fuguang reacted faster than him, and raised his hand to cover his mouth first: "Then I can only wronged you first, and stay by my side without a name or share." ”

After saying that, she took down the hand that covered his mouth and asked, "Do you still want to gag me?" ”

"Yes!" Ji Ruxuan suddenly lowered his head and blocked it.

Jiang Fuguang's eyes widened, and he kissed so hard and urgently, that she was a little out of breath, and her brain was a little dizzy, and she couldn't help but mutter.

He didn't get much better, gasping and letting go of her lips: "You're not afraid that I will leave the Southern Dynasty?" ”

The protons are still on the table.

"You say," she gasped hard, her voice hoarse, "no matter what, it will always come to me, and I believe in you." ”

She is still young now, and she doesn't plan to get married too early, she can afford to wait.

Even if she can't wait, it doesn't matter, waiting has never been the only one in her life, whether he comes or not, she is still the most honorable princess of the Southern Dynasty, listening to the government and serving the country and the people.

Her heart stopped because of him.

But the footsteps don't stop for anyone.

The heart is at ease, the ambition is at home, and there is no such way to have both worlds, which is very good.

"Jiang Fuguang," Ji Ruxuan kept panting, "I want to ......"

I want you!

He lifted her delicate jaw, his gaze fell on her lips, looked at it for a moment, and then slowly lowered his head, his face pressed down on her.

Jiang Fuguang knew that he was going to kiss himself.

Her heartbeat pounded against her chest, her cheeks flushed like a deer, her eyelashes fluttered slightly, she closed her eyes, and felt the burning breath of his approach.

He paused slightly, stopped, and let out a low muffled laugh in his throat.

Jiang Fuguang clearly felt that his shoulders and chest were shaking, and he was suddenly ashamed and annoyed, even the roots of his ears were hot, and he didn't want him to kiss him, so he suddenly opened his eyes, pushed him away with force, and got up from the couch.

"It's getting late, I'll go to the resettlement site in a while." With that, she turned around and walked away.

Before she could lift her foot, the person behind her came up, wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, and rested his chin on her shoulder.

Ji Ruxuan coaxed her in a low voice: "I didn't laugh at you, I thought you were cute." ”

Well, silly cute.

Just like the night before in the palace, when I closed my eyelashes, my eyelashes kept trembling and shaking, and they all trembled like butterflies, nervous and shy, which was so cute.

Jiang Fuguang pulled away his hands that were folded on his abdomen: "I'll go and freshen up first." ”

"Slave waiting for you to freshen up," he whispered as he leaned into her ear, "okay?" ”

Her pretty face was red again, and she was about to say "not good", Ji Ruxuan suddenly lifted her up, held her in her arms, and strode towards the side room.

"Ji Ruxuan, you are presumptuous." Jiang Fuguang grabbed his shoulder, a little annoyed.

He bowed his head and kissed her on the lips: "Slave, let the eldest princess dispose of it." ”

The appearance of a dead skin and a face made Jiang Fuguang completely helpless to take her.

After freshening up, it was already half an hour later.

"It's sunny outside, so wear a cool hat." The cool hat shades the sun, and the brim hangs a thin gauze curtain, which can be lifted or lowered.

Although the government has not recovered from the pain of the destruction of their homes and the loss of their loved ones, the numb and desperate look on their faces has disappeared.

Jiang Fuguang was dressed very low-key, and walked into the resettlement site accompanied by Ji Ruxuan.

(End of chapter)