The storm doesn't want money to be thrown down.

Wen Cha is like a little quail in the arms of the visitor, small animals are naturally afraid of thunder and rain, and rabbits are no exception.

She shuddered, and wanted to bury her head too.

The visitor seemed to notice her timidity, and moved his fingers and stroked her back gently, soothing her as if he were nothing.

The movements are gentle and gentle, and the fingertips have a little fragrance, and I want to sigh comfortably when I touch the warm tea.

The hand touched her ear, and her fat ear suddenly shrank into the palm of the man's hand, motionless, soft and cute.

The man seemed to froze for a moment, and his movements stopped, and a thin gaze fell on her.

Wen Cha didn't seem to notice his gaze, moved his body, urging him to continue, he let out a soft sigh, hugged her tightly, and continued to scratch her chin, his steps seemed to float in the air, his body was not stained with dust, and walked towards the mountain.

Wen Cha was lazy by his hair, she tentatively stretched out her tongue and licked it on that hand, and her white and slender fingertips suddenly took on a moist color.

The man's body immediately stiffened like a tree.

It seems to have been invaded.

After a while, he came back to his senses and grabbed a handful of warm tea's ears, snorted lightly, not knowing whether he was angry or annoyed, it seemed that he had both, dragging Wen Cha and continuing to hurry.

The road is calm, and the wind and rain follow.

As a small low-level rabbit who couldn't transform into a human form, Wen Cha quickly dozed off, smashed his head down, and didn't react.

The visitor saw that she was asleep, the corners of her thin lips were unconsciously hooked, and her beautiful fingertips continued to describe along the three-petaled mouth of the pink powder, but the shallow weight on her arms made him frown into good-looking eyebrows.

It's too small, it's too light......

The next morning, Wen Cha woke up sleepy-eyed, and before he could realize who this room full of fragrance and elegant taste was, a faint misty voice came from outside the house: "Are you awake?"

All the memories of last night are back in the cage, and Wencha is not good for a rabbit.

She jumped out of the soft quilt up and down, clean and clean, apparently cleaned when she returned......

She squeaked at the door, the agarwood door was gently opened from the outside, and in her sight, the edge of the white robe loomed in the early morning light, and a pair of bright frosty hands holding a porcelain bowl quietly raised her feet.

Wen Cha looked at his face irrepressibly.

With his back to the sun, the man's eyes also lowered to look at her shallowly, his eyes met in each other's faces, and the warm tea face was hot, and he glanced at the beautiful face lightly, and he couldn't say the whole thing.

He is the same as she imagined, temperament is dusty, elegant and noble, not like people in the world, but a little different, he gestures with the solitude that the world will not have even in the East Fence Mountain, like the untouchable clouds on the mountain, unpredictable, far away from the clouds, but only, not at all like the god who gave up his life for the East Fence Mountain in the mouth of the original owner.

His eyes were too cold.

I can't see a little love for the world.

His eyebrows and eyes are too arrogant.

The arrogance made her feel only the silence in her chest, and the loneliness that stained her eyebrows.

As for why he brought Higashiyama back to life in the end, the answer may not have been the original owner's.

"You've had a cold before, are you feeling better?" The person who came slowly stepped forward, and the sound was more pleasant than the four-corner copper bell.

Wen Cha's ears were hot, and she hung her head, not daring to look at him, for fear of being fascinated by this mountain spirit.

The visitor didn't seem to notice her little mood.

Holding a bowl of soup, he sat beside her, poured some spoon to her mouth, and said coldly and familiarly: "Drink some ginger soup first to get rid of the cold."

Wen Cha lifted her eyelids, it was his shell that turned all beings upside down, she gasped, lowered her head, obediently bit the spoon, and the hot soup burned down, and her whole body was comfortable and wanted to scream.

The visitor fed her several more mouthfuls, reached out and touched her ear, rubbed it, and Wen Cha lay soft in his arms.

He put down the soup bowl and hugged the warm tea, it was a fluffy ball, warm, and he couldn't help but stroke it over and over again.

Wen Cha really wanted to scream in his heart to stop, but! For Mao, she only feels comfortable with hair?

It's damn animal nature!

Her fur and couldn't help but squint his eyes made him involuntarily depict her three-petal mouth.

"It's so cute."

His fingertips had an intoxicating aroma, like wine but not wine, like flowers but not flowers, it smelled very good, and the warm tea was almost drunk.

"What's your name?"

He spread her on his lap and continued to touch her limbs, asking softly.

His eyes were slightly bent, the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, and his whole face was beautiful and scorching because of her obedience, like a spring branch, the most beautiful myrtle in full bloom.

Wen Cha's irrepressible blush.

Why does this man look so foul!

"What about you?"

He reached out and touched her sparkling eyes, and there was nothing out of sight.

Wen Cha shy and shrunk into a ball and leaned into his arms, "I, my name, Xiao Cha ......"

Little Tea......

"Why is it called Xiaocha?"

"I picked it up under the camellia, and my grandmother called me Xiaocha."

Did you find it under the camellia tree......

His gaze fell on her, and his gaze passed through her body, as if he had seen that poor little man who had been left helpless by the tea tree a long time ago.

It should be cold and hungry.

His cold heart suddenly touched something, he hugged her, lowered his eyes and kissed her ear, "From now on, you will be mine." ”

Warm tea: "!!"

Who can tell her what really happened?!

"My name is Tan Ruo."

After he kissed her, he touched her back without changing his face, touched her all thoroughly, and said with a smile: "You are the owner of this east fence, and you will be mine in the future."

As for what it was, he hadn't figured it out yet.

Wen Cha: "......" This person slighted her, and he just dealt with her, why was he so calm after doing such a heartbreaking thing?

A rabbit is also dignified!

Her dignity is to lie obediently under the hands of the male god, so that the male god can touch it more thoroughly.

Bang bang, the male god's hands are so beautiful, so fragrant, so powerful, I like it so much!

Tan Ruo looked at her stupidly, so happy that she couldn't find her back, and couldn't help but kiss her, hugged her deep into her arms, and asked softly: "Before, by the stream, you gave me those gifts, right?"

Do you know this?

Wen Cha squirmed and nodded reservedly.

Tan Ruo laughed, his smile was faint, as if he was in the breeze of transit, and he saw that the rabbit's mouth was dry.

"I love your gift."

He nodded her nose and whispered, "From now on, you will be my rabbit."