Qiong Yi half turned around, raised her eyes to look at him, and feigned: "Because this is a very important thing!" ”

"Okay, sit down."

Sheng Xuan sat on the stone railing, the winter wind blew the temperature of his fingertips, prickly and numb, he held up her long hair with one hand, and held the horn comb in the other hand, from the back of her shoulder to the end of the hair, the cold and hard touch of the comb matched the soft hair, his heart palpitated, and combed it a few times from the hair to the end before handing the comb back to her. Joan also raised her hand to hold the horn comb, her face was a little red, and she felt his slender fingers running between her hair, and she felt both peace of mind and joy in her heart.

Sheng Xuan resented knotting her hair, and her movements were very skillful, after braiding her braids, she pinched the ends of her hair, wrapped it around the red knot for a few weeks, and then tied it up and tied a delicate bow.

"Alright." He let go, and the long braid slipped from his palm and hung down behind her. Sheng Xuanyan looked down at her, only to see some fine broken hair hanging from her sideburns, unable to cover her pink ears, and a thought arose in her heart, hugging her from behind. Joan also looked back, but saw him close to his face, under his long and thick eyelashes, he reflected himself in his dark eyes, and he was stunned for a while.

If Ruoli's lips hadn't touched yet, he squeezed them, and Sheng Xuanyan withdrew his hand and turned his face away, "...... The braids are done. ”

Joan was also stunned, "...... Well. ”

She brushed her braids, her fingers twisting between her hair, not knowing what she was expecting just now, "In our Guangyang, ending each other's hair with a rope is a gift of love." Joan also pouted, "From now on, you will be my man." ”

"Hmm." Sheng Xuan resented Fang Cai's move, he wanted to taste her, and his thoughts began from the beginning, and he was forcibly restrained, and he couldn't help but introspect.

Joan also stood up, "Now for you, I'll tie your hair with you." Before she finished speaking, she took out an indigo knot from her sleeve, as deep as the ink-dyed sea, and Sheng Xuan sat on the stone railing and ripped off her hairband.

There was a cold fragrance in his hair, not like sandalwood, nor like dew, Joan also untied the tight braid of his left hairline, combed his hair, and asked curiously: "Sheng Hui, I have wanted to ask you for a long time, your hair is so short, why?" ”

The son of an ordinary family has waist-length hair, and Sheng Xuan complains that this hair is only over his shoulders. He said: "Because it is too long and wrong, I cut it every year." ”

The body is hairy, the parents are affected, and the occasional trimming is fine, but it is cut every year just because it is too long and misguided? Joan also listened to him again: "I'll tell you later." ”

"Okay." She smiled, and when she looked down at him, she suddenly understood why Sheng Xuanyan had acted like that just now, his black hair hung down, and when she looked at it from behind, she could see the beautiful eyelashes and the straight bridge of the nose, which made people feel emotional. When I think back to the night when he held his hand and groped his cheek little by little, it really broke down in my head, and now I have an endless aftertaste.

The person behind him didn't move for too long, Sheng Xuan couldn't help but look back and ask her, "What's wrong?" ”

Qiong Yi smiled and replied: "It's nothing, it's just a distraction." After that, he continued to smooth his hair, tied a high ponytail like a head, and looked very imposing and energetic.

"Sheng Jun is so good-looking." Joan also put her hand on his shoulder and smiled.

Sheng Xuan blushed when she praised him, covered his hand in front of his mouth and coughed lightly, and Qiong also saw that he was shy and restrained, and laughed again, lying on his shoulder. "It's time to go back, though." As she spoke, she looked at the deserted streets, which used to be a street for vehicles, but after the road was built last year, it became a dead end, and there were not many people to see on weekdays, let alone this afternoon.

"I found a carriage for you, but I can take you out of the city and leave Guangyang, and you have to go on your own for the road ahead." Qiong also stood up straight and said, "The New Year is approaching, and the road is far away, I don't want to delay you for too long and make your family worried." ”

As she spoke, walking towards the long and narrow alley, Sheng Xuanren walked behind her, and when she saw her walking into the alley, she didn't stop, and suddenly spoke: "Qiong Yi, you don't have to be in such a hurry to send me back." He paused, "That's sensible...... Not good. ”

Qiong Yi smiled and looked at him standing outside the alley: "Am I still sensible?" If I were really sensible, I wouldn't have asked you to send me back. ”

"Let's go." She stretched out her hand to Sheng Xuanyan: "I will go to Yichuan after the New Year, although this assessment is difficult, but I am confident that I will definitely be able to get the whole armor this time, and we will not be separated for a long time." ”

Sheng Xuanyan took a step and took her hand.

"I'll miss you." She said.

“…… I can't bear you now. Sheng Xuan lowered his head and said lightly, Qiong also felt soft when he heard this, but he didn't know that he would be so coquettish, stared at him for a while, and said in a coaxing tone: "I can't bear Sheng Xuan either." ”

Sheng Xuan complained "um" and raised his hand to hug her, Qiong Yi was hugged by him before he could react, she blinked, and patted him on the back, "What's wrong?" ”

"You...... It's intentional, right? Sheng Xuan was a little annoyed, it was obvious that she had made herself emotional, and now she wanted to stay here for a while, and if she wanted to accompany her, she had to be sent away in person!

Qiong Yi laughed, and was even more annoyed when she heard her laugh Sheng Xuan, and before she could laugh for a while, she approached her face and blocked her mouth.

The soft lips came to the face, with some angry and angry thoughts, Qiong also smelled the smell of truffles, elegant but hot, slightly stagnant and subconsciously raised his hand to push him, Sheng Xuanyan felt her push and closed his lips and left, his face turned red, but his hand caught her wrists to death.

Qiong also stood motionless in place, and it took a long time to come to her senses, "You ......" She looked up at Sheng Xuanyan, and moved forward a little closer, and the hand he grabbed took the initiative to clasp his shoulder, and her eyes were blazing: "...... again Kiss ...... again"

Hearing this, Sheng Xuan's breath condensed slightly, turned around and pressed her against the alley wall, and kissed her heavily.

The first kiss was chaotic and confused, Fang Cai's kiss was slight and shallow, and this time it was as passionate as exchanging heartfelt complaints. There was a hint of sweetness between her lips and teeth, tempting him to lean in, and he let go of the hand holding her, and turned it under her jaw, for a deep kiss, and the desire was insatiable.

Joan also felt that she was going to drown in this long kiss, she stroked his face, and her fingertips ran through his ear: "...... Flourishing...... Bright. ”

"Hmm......" Sheng Xuanren replied softly, and did not stop, the tighter the lips were covered, the more fitting the tongue became.

I don't know how long later, the lips parted, Sheng Xuan's throat rolled a little, and his thumb was against her red lips, "Qiong Yi ......"

Joan gasped in response, her legs leaning against the wall as if she had lost her strength.

Tiger teeth, is sweet. He stroked her lips and said to himself.

"You ......" Qiong Yi held his hand and said in a low voice: "You are like this, how can I give you up." ”

Sheng Xuan grudged her face and chuckled: "You have to let me take back a city, right?" After carefully examining every corner of her eyebrows and eyes, she reluctantly let go.

"What are you going to do when you get back to the mansion? Your senior brother named Lu Xu, he misses you, right? After Sheng Xuan asked this sentence, he hugged her very childishly, which was quite a bit of a declaration of sovereignty.

"I don't mean anything to Lu Xu, I'll make it clear to him. You can rest assured. ”

"Okay."

"Then come with me now, and I'll get you out of town." She went to take his hand, but was dodged.

"Hey, hey! Sheng Jun! Qiong Yi frowned, thinking that he still had a temper in his heart, only to see Sheng Xuanyan take out a conch from his arms, which was the sound conch they had exchanged for at the stall on Styx Street.

"Joan." He handed her the conch and said, "Can you sing me a song?" ”

At that time, she asked him, "Why do you want to buy this?" ”

He replied, "I've wanted a snail for a long time." ”

Holding the still warm conch in his hand, Qiong Yi pursed his lips and smiled, and said secretly: Could it be that you have been thinking about this for a long time? He asked, "Okay, what song do you want to listen to?" ”

"The local folk songs of Guangyang are good." He replied.

Joan also held the conch to her mouth, and the melodious and soothing singing came from the alley, and she sang as she walked, from the end of the alley to the end of the alley, as if she wanted to leave the song in the snail, in the narrow alley.

*

The two walked out of the narrow alley and walked onto the main road with traffic. There was a carriage parked on the side of the road, and the horse was flicking its tail impatiently, and the coachman was grooming it, apparently for a long time.

"Little Wu Niang, you can come! If I don't come back, I won't be able to get back to the city tonight! The coachman, a man in the prime of life, laughed loudly with his waist crossed.

Qiong also pinched Sheng Xuan's hand and secretly complained about him. Sheng Xuan's face did not change at all, neither weak nor guilty, so she smiled and said, "I'm sorry, third uncle, there was a delay on the way, I asked you to send Sheng Lang out of the city." ”

"It's a dear one! The kid with the surname Sheng is right? All right! Get in the car! The coachman sat in the front room of the car and greeted Sheng Xuan. He bowed and said respectfully, "I'm sorry for you." ”

At the moment before boarding the car, he blocked the coachman's sight with his figure, covered her eyes with his slender and cold white hands, and kissed the back of his hand: "I'm leaving." ”

Qiong Yi's vision was dim for a moment, and he didn't know what he was doing, but after hearing the sound of the touch, he suddenly understood that Sheng Xuan's resentment at this time had already withdrawn his hand, and only the back of the car was left. Holding the fashionable hair on her forehead with her hand, Qiong also pursed her lips: "Hmph, what a bold man." ”

Sheng Xuanyan poked her head out of the car window, the corners of her lips raised, and she realized that compared to the beginning, he was no longer cold-faced unconsciously.

Joan also waved her hand.

The coachman raised his whip: "Drive!" At the sound of the horse, he lifted his hooves and drove off into the distance, and in a moment disappeared into the traffic that came and went. Qiong also stood there and watched the car drive away, until she completely lost her trace, the reluctance in her heart suddenly magnified like ink droplets falling in the pond, stained with a piece of turbidity, and her legs couldn't move as if they were filled with lead, and the north wind blowing her face pierced deep into the flesh, stabbing her so that she couldn't help but shiver.

Affectionate parting since ancient times. In the past, she didn't understand this kind of affection, but now she suddenly tasted it, and it turned out to be in love.

Exhaling a breath, seeing that the heat turned into white smoke and gradually dissipated, Joan also patted her face that was frozen by the wind, and walked slowly towards the mansion under the white stone cliff.