Lin Aiyun raised her eyelashes and said slowly: "I just studied in the county for a few years. ”

The implication is that I haven't learned it from anyone in general.

Xiao Cheng nodded, stared at her thoughtfully, rubbed the slightly rough paper lightly with his fingertips, and changed his words: "Have you talked to someone?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the pen in Lin Aiyun's hand, which had always been as steady as Mount Tai, finally crooked, the corners of her lips twitched, although she had long known that he was a scoundrel, but she didn't expect Xiao Cheng to be so straightforward and shameless.

How can anyone ask the girl if she has a person to talk to as soon as she comes up? It's simply ...... Pure hooliganism.

I thought so in my heart, but she still answered honestly: "No." ”

Xiao Cheng was happy, the corners of his mouth were curled, there was an obvious smile on his face, with a hint of evil, and a magnetic muffled laugh overflowed from his throat, he propped himself up in front of the desk, his long arms wrapped around her as if he wanted to hug her into his arms.

"Neither do I."

Of course not, at this time, Xiao Cheng was busy with his career, and he didn't have the leisure to talk to anyone.

Lin Aiyun knows these things.

She pretended to be surprised and raised her head, met his burning gaze, tilted her head and smiled, "Mr. Xiao looks ......"

There was a pause in the epilogue, which successfully aroused Xiao Cheng's curiosity, and he raised his eyebrows and motioned for her to continue, but she pursed her lips and stopped talking.

"How do I look?" Xiao Cheng opened her mouth to ask, but she obviously didn't want him to get her wish, and shook her head, "It's nothing." ”

He wanted to ask again, but at this time, Liu Chengzhang came over, saw the two of them getting too close, and was stunned for a moment, before reminding: "Mr. Xiao, the medicinal bath is ready." ”

"Hmm." Xiao Cheng straightened up, and the corners of his lips were unclear: "Miss Lin is an interesting person." ”

As soon as the words fell, the person followed Liu Chengzhang to the bath room.

Lin Aiyun looked at their disappearing backs, his fingerbones supporting his chin, and muttered, "Interesting people? ”

*

There are several mountains in the north of Lanxi County that are all planted with loquat trees, there are endless delicious foods to eat every spring and summer, loquat tastes sweet, moistens the lungs and relieves cough, cleans the mud and miscellaneous branches on the surface with well water, and then peels off the skin one by one, revealing the smooth and tender milky yellow flesh inside.

The entrance is delicate, the juice/water is rich, the taste is sweet, sweet and sour, and the most appetizing.

Lin Aiyun sat in the courtyard and chatted with Liu Huiyi, most of the loquat had been peeled in the bowl in her hand, it was big, and it was delicious to look at.

Listening to the sound of water coming from time to time in the bath not far away, Lin Aiyun's fingertip movements did not stop, and his tone was calm: "Is the medicinal powder that Mr. Xiao uses for the medicinal bath the ones I usually grind?" ”

"yes, yes." Liu Hui nodded, and his speech was a little indistinct with loquat in his mouth.

Hearing this, Lin Aiyun thought back to the medicinal materials used, frowning slightly, although there are many types, but they all have similar effects, that is, to replenish qi and calm the nerves, nourish the heart and intellect, and improve sleep.

Xiao Cheng doesn't sleep well? But what kind of insomnia is so serious that you need to travel thousands of miles to seek medical treatment?

"Aiyun? Love Cloud! ”

"Huh?" Liu Hui called her thoughts back, and then she realized that she didn't know when there was a figure around her, his face was cold, and he stood upright, as if he was in his own backyard.

He stood in front of her with his head bowed, and the sunlight melted into the branches and leaves, dyeing his narrow and deep eyes with a layer of tenderness and moisturization, neutralizing a little fierceness and sharpness.

The black shirt hugs the skin and frames the perfect body, with wide shoulders and a narrow waist, all of which are attractive.

The black hair on his forehead was still stained with a little droplets, and the tails of his eyes were downward, as if he was a little sleepy, blurring his innate aggression, and it was then that she noticed that he had heavy dark circles under his eyes.

Lin Aiyun clenched the loquat branch she was holding in her hand, she kept saying that she wanted to make up for Xiao Cheng's kindness to herself in this life, but she was so careless that she didn't even care about his physical problems, it was so obvious......

"What do you think?" Xiao Cheng bent down and rescued the loquat that was about to be pinched from her hand, and then stuffed it into his mouth, his cheeks bulging, and with the action of chewing, he became more popular.

"Are you wondering if this loquat is delicious?" Lin Aiyun raised the loquat branch in his hand.

Xiao Cheng barely hesitated, and blurted out: "It's delicious, it's sweet." ”

After speaking, he turned around and took out a recliner from the corridor, put it directly next to Lin Aiyun, and half lay down, grabbing a loquat in a bowl from time to time and throwing it in his mouth, without treating himself as an outsider at all.

"I'm going to help my dad clean up the bathroom." Liu Hui lowered his voice, glanced at Xiao Cheng, who was lying on the bamboo chair with his eyes closed, and explained to Lin Aiyun: "What Mr. Xiao wants, just give it to him, don't ask me." ”

"Okay." Lin Aiyun nodded, watched Liu Hui leave, and then turned his gaze to Xiao Cheng and pursed his lips: "Does Mr. Xiao want to drink water?" ”

"No, it's good to eat this." While speaking, it didn't take half a while, Lin Aiyun had worked so hard to peel most of the loquat just now, she had no choice but to hook her lips, and just wanted to continue to sit down and peel it, she saw an extra full loquat in front of her.

The slender and straight fingers, the tip of which is slightly curled inward, bent out of the outline of a crescent, the neatly trimmed nail bed glows with transparent luster, looking down the strong arm covered with green tendons, and facing a pair of black eyes that have been staring at her for a long time.

"You taste it too."

“……”

Seeing that she didn't say anything and didn't answer it, Xiao Cheng raised her eyebrows, thinking that she was afraid of being scolded by the Liu family for eating the master's things, so she explained loudly: "Lao Tzu spent money to buy it, you can eat it, no one will blame you." ”

Hearing this, Lin Aiyun smiled, and her cold eyebrows also stretched, like a stone thrown into the pond, her face rippled with cheerful ripples, and her beautiful soft laughter was like a string of silver bells fluttering in the wind, and the aftermath was lingering.

Seeing this, Xiao Chengchang's eyelashes trembled, only to feel that his heart was beating fast, it was really hell.

"Laugh and laugh, give it to Lao Tzu." His patience ran out, and with a stretch of his long hand, he stuffed the loquat directly into her mouth, and his fingertips brushed the soft lips, staining it with a hint of fragrance.

The loquat was very big, and it was stuffed in suddenly, almost choking her, Lin Aiyun covered her lips and barely ate the loquat, her eyes were physiologically red, and a thin rouge color was revealed on the creamy snow skin, and a few teardrops hung on her eyelashes, with an indescribable sense of pity.

Xiao Cheng's breathing suddenly stagnated, and some inappropriate pictures were remembered in his mind, and his heart was inexplicably restless.

"It's delicious, thank you Mr. Xiao." The soft and glutinous sentence "Mr. Xiao" fell into his ears, and people couldn't help but clear their throats, "Eat more if it's delicious." ”

Lin Aiyun's eyes were sharp, he caught a glimpse of the thin red in his ears, the corners of his mouth rose, and he deliberately pinched his throat and said, "Well, thanks to you, I have such delicious loquat to eat." ”

As soon as these words came out, no matter what Xiao Cheng thought, she was about to vomit nausea, but obviously Xiao Cheng was very useful, half lying on the bamboo chair, her long legs were crossed into Erlang's legs, her eyes narrowed, and the smile that appeared in it was very ambiguous.

"Take this and paint it." He casually threw a small box over, forming a beautiful parabola in the air, and finally landed in her arms with unmistakable precision.

Perhaps seeing Lin Aiyun's incomprehension, Xiao Cheng touched her chest, and she instantly understood.

Just a little bit of skin, this morning when she changed her clothes, she took a special look, she couldn't see where the wound was if she didn't look carefully, and she didn't need to apply medicine at all, but she didn't expect Xiao Cheng to put it in her heart and brought her medicine.

This glass bottle is worth a lot of money at first glance.

Lin Aiyun didn't thank him, because the burn was originally caused by Xiao Cheng suddenly grabbing her, and according to his temper, apologize? Hehe, don't even think about it, at least when you first met, don't think about it.

Being able to bring her medicine over is already an apology in disguise.

She would not be polite to Xiao Cheng, so she directly put the medicine bottle into her clothes pocket, and then continued to peel the loquat.

The breeze was slow, and after a while, there was a steady and gentle breathing around him, and it was Xiao Chengping lying on the bamboo chair and falling asleep, his face hidden in the shade of the trees, his eyebrows stretched, which was a rare peace.

Afraid of disturbing his hard-won dream, she stopped what she was doing.

*

"Xiao Cheng, Xiao Cheng, Xiao Cheng ......"

In a dim black space, the illusory voice gradually turned into a substance, in the familiar ancestral house, he nested on the stone bench in the backyard, peeling lychees in his hands, but his eyes did not fall on his fingertips at all, but looked not far ahead without blinking.

There stood a woman who was writing with a pen, dressed in a plain robe and in a serious posture, but it was not difficult to tell from her pauses and wandering eyes that her mind was not on it at all.

"How many words did you write today?"

"I'm writing."

She didn't know if she had listened to it, her expression was faint, as if she had listened to it, and it seemed that she had made up her mind to go against him.

Seeing this, he reluctantly got up, wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and walked towards her with a bowl full of lychees.

"I've said it a few times, and you have to use your wrist." He spread out a large piece of paper on the table, pressed it with a ruler, rolled up the sleeve of his right hand with his left hand, picked up a brush with his right hand, and dipped it in the black ink in the inkstone.

The dragon flies and the phoenix dances, splashing arbitrarily, and after a while, a line of elegant and beautiful and vigorous words are presented on the paper.

Seeing him easily write such beautiful words, she seemed a little deflated, and her eyes were withdrawn from the white and soft delicious lychee, and she began to play tricks: "I can't learn, I can't learn." ”

"If you don't like it, you won't learn." He was also refreshed and responded directly.

"......" on the contrary, she was aroused by the desire to win, gritted her teeth and said: "No, how can you say that you won't learn if you pay so much money." ”

He raised an eyebrow, obviously asking: What do you want to do?

"Can you teach me?"

"Okay."

Perhaps he had wanted to do so for a long time, and he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into his arms, his thick arms firmly controlling her body, and his hot breath sprayed on his skin and caused a shiver.

The big hand held the small hand, and gently landed on the blank paper, at first there was a slight tremble, and the words were twisted and turned, and then gradually gathered their minds, and then they looked like it.

Words are like his people, and his words are the same as his people, unassuming and unrestrained.

But the beauty was in his arms, and not long after he wrote it, he started to think crookedly.

"Do you want to eat lychees?"

"Huh?"

"I'll feed you."

Later, the sweet and sour of the lychee covered the entire sheet of white paper.