The candlelight was orange and steamy, and through the half-toppled screen, the two of them met their eyes unexpectedly.

She was frightened, like a fawn in a hunter's trap, a pair of wet apricot eyes looked at him in horror, one hand still maintained the posture of grabbing the falling clothes, and the other subconsciously crossed in front of her, obviously stunned.

Xie Mingting's face turned red, and he quickly turned his back!

"I'm sorry, I ......"

He wanted to explain, but his throat seemed to be sealed by the vapor, and he suddenly became very dumb.

His thin lips trembled, and it took a while for him to come up with an explanation that was not an explanation: "I thought you fainted." ”

It turned out that he was concerned about her.

Zhiyin thought.

She didn't really think much about it. On the day of the wedding, if he wants to have sex and have a round of room on the night of the wedding, why wait until today.

Her Langjun has never been a disciple who is greedy for women.

Besides, she could hear the worry in his anxious cry......

If there was a warm current in her heart for a while, she hugged her trembling body, maybe she was ashamed, maybe it was cold, and she only said softly: "Can Lang Jun go out first and let the concubine change her clothes and see each other." ”

Before the words fell, a series of footsteps sounded, like avoiding tigers and snakes. Zhi Yinwei sighed in her heart, picked up the clothes on the ground, put them on slowly, and went out to change them.

This night, until the lights went to bed, the two did not say a word.

Zhiyin knew that he was embarrassed, but she didn't think it was anything. It is a matter of time before you get married, and it is impossible for a husband and wife not to have a round house for a lifetime, and it is impossible to turn off the lights for a lifetime. Besides, the two of them had already been in close contact, and she really didn't know what he was afraid of.

After thinking about it for a while, she turned to the side and leaned over gently from behind him: "The concubine is nothing, the concubine is Lang Jun's wife, Lang Jun doesn't have to feel offended by the concubine." ”

"Just ...... The concubine was actually very happy in her heart. ”

Xie Mingting didn't fall asleep.

He only asked, "Happy?" ”

He wondered how this Gu girl was so shameless, shouldn't she be ashamed of being looked at casually by a girl's family.

Zhiyin said: "Lang Jun cares about the concubine, shouldn't the concubine be happy?" ”

As he spoke, in his stunned moment, a snow-like arm also passed under his armpit, and the slightly cool fingers gently fell on his waist.

"Lang Jun, can the concubine touch it now?" She asked.

There was still a bit of innocence in her voice, obviously taking revenge on him for his "don't touch it" in the daytime.

In the dark night, Xie Mingting's face turned red in an instant.

"You ......"

A fine layer of sweat broke down on his back, and he reached for her hand with a dark face.

As far as Zhiyin is concerned, just teasing and teasing him to avenge his revenge is not really flirting.

She was about to withdraw her hand, when the man's slightly angry voice sounded in her ears: "Gu Zhiyin! ”

It was rude to call people by name and surname like this, which shows how much fire he had. Zhiyin seemed to be stunned, and her body trembled and then remained motionless.

Xie Mingting was on the verge of collapse at this time, and took out her hand with a strong heart: "Stop messing around!" ”

She seemed to be awakened by this sentence, and suddenly hugged one of his arms tightly: "Lang Jun......"

"There are ghost ......"

The dryness caused by her has not yet subsided from the blood, the fragrant wind is blowing, and it is like a net binding him, Xie Mingting took a deep breath, and his face was still holding her fingers one by one.

"No, I, I really heard ......"

Seeing that he didn't believe it, she was so anxious that she grabbed his hand more and more, and her body was close to him. Xie Mingting's face became more and more ugly, and his hands forcefully pulled her behind and hugged her in front of him.

She finally sobered up, and the panic in her eyes flickered like dew in the night: "Lang Jun...... Just now, I, I heard a woman crying......"

She didn't lie, and when Fang Cai Langjun was angry, she heard a very short and sudden cry, which came from under the couch.

It was quiet inside and outside the house, only the low roar of the night wind and the sound of her frightened breathing, and there was no cry of a woman.

Xie Mingting doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, but seeing that her fear is not fake, this place is located in the mountains, and there are often some strange things that disturb the gods, and it is reasonable for her to be afraid.

The original anger had to be suppressed, and he patiently comforted her: "As the old saying goes, 'If you come to the world with the Tao, its ghosts are not gods; It is not a ghost or a god, and its god does not hurt people'. ”

"Now that politics is prosperous, even if there are ghosts and gods, it doesn't hurt people, what are you afraid of?"

"Sleep, don't mess around anymore."

Zhiyin sobbed softly, buried her head under the crook of his arm, one hand still tightly gripping the hem of his clothes, still afraid.

Xie Mingting wanted to push her away, but his face hurt fiercely.

What right does he have to push her away.

Haven't all the more extreme things been done to her? What are these false rejections now?

He hesitated, grabbed her lightly with one hand, and patted her lightly on the back, as if silently reassuring.

After a long time, Zhiyin's tense body gradually relaxed and fell asleep.

In the silence, the woman breathed softly, and the five fingers holding the placket of his clothes quietly let go. After confirming that she was asleep, Xie Mingting gently lifted her away from his arms and placed her on the couch steadily.

Because of the struggle between the two, the neckline she was originally tied has been loosened, and her skin shines like pearls of snow in the night, like a silver toad, and the fragrance is dark.

Xie Mingting inadvertently saw that the root of his ear was hot again, and he immediately skimmed his face.

He didn't feel sleepy anymore, got up in his cloak and walked to the window. Outside the window, the Milky Way is lingering, the jade dew is turbulent, and the cold autumn wind pours in from the slightly opened window, which somewhat dispels the irritability in the bottom of my heart.

What is this?

was determined to draw a line with his younger siblings, and God wanted him to encounter such an embarrassing scene. Could it be providence?

But it has already happened, and it would be nothing more than self-deception to draw a clear line. He couldn't erase those memories from his siblings' minds, even if he didn't care about benevolence, righteousness and morality, but she didn't.

Yun Zhi's side, what is the explanation?

That's it. He thought to himself a little, just let it be, he kept the bottom line, and as for the things that had happened, he would confess to her when his brother came back.

At that time, whether she is hateful or angry, he will bear it himself.

The next day, the two returned to Luoyang by car.

He didn't say a word all the way, and grabbed a scroll of "The Book of Shang Jun" in his hand to read, and Zhiyin couldn't sleep well in the middle of the night because of the woman's cry last night, and had a nightmare all night, so when she returned to the city, she fell asleep with one arm on his shoulder.

Soon after, the carriage stopped at a post station on the outskirts of the city, and she suddenly woke up from his shoulder: "Have you arrived?" ”

"It's going to take a while." Xie Mingting said.

Sitting for a long time hurt himself, he got up and got out of the car, and Zhiyin also went out.

It was noon, there were a lot of people at the post station, and there were girls holding baskets to sell flowers, seeing that the two were brightly dressed, holding bamboo baskets to greet them: "Lang Jun, do you want to buy flowers, fresh camellias, just right for Mrs." ”

These girls are nothing more than children of a nearby farmer's family, earning some copper to support their families. After being blocked, he took out a piece of silver at random, and the flower girl thanked her with joy: "Thank you, Lang Jun!" Thank you ma'am! You will definitely be able to get together for a hundred years! ”

When Zhiyin took the flowers, Xie Mingting had already walked to the side of the car.

He thought to himself that what Qin Se and Ming were in good harmony for a hundred years, he was just a dove occupying the magpie's nest.

The corners of his clothes were pulled, and he turned his head to see that Zhiyin was holding the big bouquet of camellia and sniffing. She smiled: "The second one." ”

"What?"

She pursed her lips: "It's the second gift Lang Jun gave me." ”

The last "Rui Xue Tu" was just a casual gift to her, and she remembered it. Xie Mingting's expression was slightly unnatural: "It's good if you like it." ”

After the trimming was completed, the carriage moved again, and Zhiyin looked at the camellia in his arms and looked at him again. Suddenly, he leaned over and pinned a camellia to his hair.

The faint fragrant wind that suddenly approached made Xie Mingting subconsciously stand up and want to hide, but instead narrowed the distance between the two. Just as the wheel ran over the uneven place, she fell into his arms.

"What do you do?" He was puzzled.

"Hairpin flowers." She replied with a smile in her eyes.

After getting along last night, she knew that Lang Jun had her own in her heart, and she was much more comfortable getting along with him, and said: "I heard that the champion Lang hairpin is the custom of Luoyang City, but unfortunately I didn't go to the street that year, and I couldn't see his style, now, don't you have to see it?" ”

Xie Mingting's expression sank little by little.

He hooked his lips coldly: "If you want to see Zhuangyuanlang, you can go to Dali Temple to see it, and come to entertain me again." ”

Realizing that he was angry, Zhiyin hurriedly said: "You, don't be angry, I just want to talk to you, and I heard that you look exactly like your eldest brother, so just kidding......"

"Don't worry, you are Yin Yin's Lang Jun, Yin Yin will not admit you wrong......"

Xie Mingting's face was cold.

Won't be mistaken? Didn't she know that she had been mistaken?

And, as Yun Ji's wife, why is she so interested in him? Mention him again and again. As a younger sibling, she doesn't know if this shouldn't be?

This is also out of bounds.

"Cloud Advice......

He didn't think of her for a long time, and Zhiyin couldn't help but panic, and grabbed his wrist unconsciously with both hands.

Xie Mingting looked back and saw the apprehension in her eyes, but this time it was a big fire that couldn't be released.

She is the wife of her younger brother, and they should have been in love with Qin Se and Ming, they will be very affectionate, and they will never have to look for a chance because they want to talk to their husband.

It's his mother and himself who can't help Gu Zhiyin.

What right does he have to be angry with her.

The unknown anger in his heart suddenly blocked his throat like a mess, suffocating and unable to speak, and he coldly spit out four words: "Don't take it as an example!" ”