Jiang Fuguang was distraught, holding the book in her hand, but she couldn't read a word, she turned her head and saw the crested hairpin on the low table.

When Gu Jiayan left, he did not take the crested hairpin with him, the hairpin is a love object, but if it is given by relatives, it also represents the meaning of blessing.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Jiang Fuguang put down the scroll: "Come in!" ”

The door creaked softly, and Ji Ruxuan walked in with yam lotus seed porridge.

"Jun Xuan." She whispered.

"That, what," Ji Ruxuanhu's body was shocked, and he hurriedly put down the tray, "There is still Sydney white fungus soup boiling in the kitchen, I'll go and see if it's ...... boiled."

Before he finished speaking, the soles of his feet were like oil, and he turned around to flee.

"Stop." Jiang Fuguang stomped his feet.

Ji Ruxuan froze at the door, not even daring to reply: "There is also a ...... of stewed chicken with angelica fish maw."

Halfway through his words, his voice got stuck in his throat, and a soft and delicate body wrapped around his waist and pressed against his back.

He was shaken.

"What are you running?" Her voice was full of annoyance.

Ji Ruxuan was stunned, and turned around suddenly: "You're not angry?" ”

Fuguang's heart fluctuated, he stood on tiptoe, kissed him on the face, and smiled: "You didn't do anything wrong, why am I angry?" ”

"I thought ......" Ji Ruxuan opened her mouth.

Jiang Fuguang stood on tiptoe and reached out to his lips: "Thanks to you, I will have another brother in the future, and you will be polite to Jiayan in the future." ”

Ji Ruxuan's eyes were as deep as water, and he hummed in a low voice.

"That's good." She smiled, joy in her eyes.

The corners of her lips curled up slightly when she spoke, her lips were fresh, her sandalwood mouth was fragrant, delicate and sweet, Ji Ruxuan thought of the Qin Gui who was hidden in his chest by him.

Thinking of the significance of this piece of Qin Gui,

His heart was a little hot.

Snuggled up to the body in his arms, delicate and soft, like warm jade in his arms, it seemed that as long as he gently held it, she would fall softly in his arms and let him do it.

The evil thoughts lingering in his heart broke free from the cage of reason, and Ji Ruxuan's neck was tensed: "Ah Yan." ”

Fuguang was next to him, feeling his suddenly tense body, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong......

When he was confused, his body suddenly took off, Jiang Fuguang subconsciously climbed his shoulder, opened his mouth, and wanted to call him, his lips pressed again, and then there was a whirlwind, his body sank into the soft bed, he overturned, and kissed her sideburns lovingly.

……

Ji Ruxuan couldn't help but hug her tighter, hating to rub her into her own flesh and blood.

Jiang Fuguang was about to lose his breath, so he called: "Jun Xuan." ”

Ji Ruxuan woke up like a dream, and hurriedly relaxed, his eyes were red, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he was short of breath, he suddenly closed his eyes, kissed her forehead gently, grabbed the thin blanket on the couch, covered Fuguang, and wrapped her tightly from neck to toe.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

The incense that nourishes the heart and contains the gods will disperse the restless fragrance of a room and return the tranquility of a room.

Jiang Fuguang was like a silkworm baby, writhing in the thin blanket, sat up from the bed with difficulty, and came to Ji Ruxuan's side.

"You ......"

Just said a word, fell into a hot embrace, Ji Ruxuan hugged her wrapped in zongzi to his chest: "I was a little out of control just now." ”

His voice was hoarse and forbearing.

Jiang Fuguang's heart trembled, and when he hugged her, his arms were trembling faintly: "Don't you always want to climb my bed and make me a noodle?" ”

Ji Ruxuan's throat choked: "I, we haven't gotten married yet, no, we can't be like that." ”

It turned out to be colorless and colorless, Jiang Fuguang bent his lips and smiled: "That day, you put on a red robe for me with your own hands, and in my heart, I have already married you." ”

Ji Ruxuan's body trembled slightly,

"That doesn't count."

The order of the parents, the words of the matchmaker, the three books and six ceremonies, ten miles of red makeup, nothing, what kind of marriage is it?

How could the woman Ji Ruxuan liked with her life suffer such a grievance?

Fuguang's heart was bubbling with sourness, and he opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

"Well," he kissed her on the forehead, "you're young, don't think about it all the time." ”

"Who thought!" Fuguang's eyes widened, and it was clear that it was him...... How did it come to his mouth that the impure person became her instead?

She was annoyed for a while, her body was wrapped uncomfortably, and she couldn't help but writhe a few times, Ji Ruxuan inhaled, her breath became disordered, and she suddenly hugged her tightly, pressed it to her chest, and didn't let her move.

"Don't move ......"

His tone was heavy, but Fuguang was not afraid of him at all, listening to his heartbeat, his cheeks were hot, he broke his hands out of the thin blanket, hooked his neck, smiled mischievously and pulled him down, kissed him on the cheek, and pressed his forehead against his, intertwined with his breath.

Ji Ruxuan's muscles trembled, wanting to kiss her.

She chuckled and removed her lips, "I'm hungry." ”

As if being poured on her head by a basin of cold water, Ji Ruxuan was helpless for a while, and kissed her on the lips with a little punishment.

"Wait."

After eating, Jiang Fuguang was worried that she would gain weight, so she took Ji Ruxuan to the yard for a walk to eat, and walked along the cobblestone path for a quarter of an hour, she felt that the soles of her feet were sore, her calves were swollen, and she was sweating slightly.

"The moon is so round today." She looked up at the sky.

Ji Ruxuan grabbed her waist, toe lightly, and jumped to the roof.

Jiang Fuguang leaned on his arms to admire the moon: "Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, let's stay at the post station for one more day, this is our first Mid-Autumn Festival." ”

Ji Ruxuan nodded: "How do you want to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival?" ”

Jiang Fuguang yawned, rubbed on his chest, and his voice was confused: "With you, anything can be done." ”

Ji Ruxuan lowered her head and kissed the top of her hair, seeing that she had closed her eyes.

It's really hard for her to travel for days.

Back in the room, Ji Ruxuan brought a bowl of stewed chicken with angelica fish maw into the house: "Eat the medicinal food and then sleep." ”

Jiang Fuguang stretched his eyes, he didn't really want to eat, but he had been dangling in the carriage all day during the day, and when he slept, there was always a feeling that he was still in the carriage, and he was a little restless.

Therefore, every night, Ji Ruxuan will prepare some medicinal food to nourish the heart and calm the nerves.

After eating, she was able to sleep more peacefully, and when she woke up the next morning, she was much more energetic.