Zhao Rong found that Qingjun seemed to have a special fear of his action of turning away, just like the situation just now.

Zhao Rong looked down at Qingjun, she was holding his arm with both hands, burying her head in her chest, half of her face was against his arm, and she couldn't see her expression clearly.

Zhao Rong was silent for a while, and his arm felt a little hardness hidden between the soft colored clouds.

It was a black jade that she guarded for him, just like guarding himself.

I don't know what I thought, Zhao Rong's eyes drooped slightly, and he said, "You should take a look at my heart lake." ”

The tone is calm.

Concubine Zhao hurriedly raised her head, her eyelashes trembled, she shook her head vigorously, but the tassels on her sideburns no longer fluttered.

The ignorant Qingjing seemed to sense the atmosphere between his father and mother, and sat quietly at one end of the step, shrinking his pocket-sized body, motionless.

"No, no, Brother Rong'er, Concubine Ling was joking just now, don't take it seriously...... On the mountain, even the closest Taoist couples can't show each other the heart lake, this is a tacit understanding...... You, don't talk angry. ”

Zhao Lingfei's words were said with laughter at first, but as she spoke, her voice in the last few words overflowed with some crying.

Zhao Rong's eyes narrowed slightly, and he carefully looked at the cold lotus seed porridge on the table in front of him, and did not look down at Qingjun, but his right arm felt Qingjun's violently undulating chest.

Zhao Lingfei tilted her head slightly, looking at Zhao Rong's side face intently, her eyes flashed, Qiong's nose sucked from time to time, and the tip of her small nose was slightly red.

Zhao Rong noticed Zhao Lingfei's expectant gaze.

At one point, he nodded slightly.

Zhao Lingfei suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, she was not afraid of anything, but she was afraid of Brother Rong'er's "calm tone", although the first attempt to "Yufu" failed, but after all, there was still a chance to try again, but if Brother Rong'er was disgusted with her, it was the most aggrieved and uncomfortable thing that Zhao Lingfei felt, if she knew in advance that it would be so, she would rather not try Yufu.

Aunt Liu said that once a man is tired of a woman, he will become more and more ruthless, only to feel that this woman is becoming more and more eyesore, and there is something wrong everywhere, until in the end, he is regarded as a piece of.

However, I remember that when Aunt Liu said this, she glanced at her, as if she noticed that her little face was nervous, and said with a smile If Rong'er dares to dislike you in the future and treat our little Qingjun as a, then you can directly roll up your sleeves and clench your fists and beat him until he treats you like the first time you see him......

Thinking of Aunt Liu, Concubine Zhao Ling's heart warmed, but where was she willing to beat Brother Rong'er, even Aunt Liu hadn't beaten him a few times.

So, after hustering in the boudoir and hearing Aunt Liu's words beside the bed, Concubine Zhao immediately shook her head, and the two loose ponytails she was tied to shook one after another, shaking like a rattle.

Later, Aunt Liu sighed and said, "If you stupid girl is bullied to death by this stinky boy of my family in the future, you deserve it", and then stretched out her finger and poked her forehead.

Concubine Zhao Ling still remembers that at that time, she also whispered stubbornly, "Brother Rong'er will not get tired of me......

Concubine Zhao Lingfei retracted her thoughts, raised her eyes and quietly glanced at Zhao Rong's emaciated side face, she took a deep breath, and prepared to open her mouth to coax Brother Rong'er again.

It's just that in the next second, before Zhao Lingfei could organize the language, the bamboo horse in front of him moved.

Zhao Rong suddenly scooped up Concubine Zhao Ling's hand, took her up, and walked directly to the stone table with her.

Zhao Rong lowered his head and put the lotus seed glutinous rice porridge into the lacquered red food box again.

I don't know how many times it is today, and I haven't finished drinking a bowl of porridge.

Immediately, he took the suitcase in one hand and pulled Zhao Lingfei in the other, left the pavilion, turned to the left, and walked directly towards the inaccessible mountains and forests on the side of this remote lake.

The autumn leaves are still lush and deep.

It is a good place to explore the caves.

Zhao Lingfei was slightly stunned at first, but then her pretty face was brushed, and it suddenly turned red, like a ripe apple, and the remnants of the previous green and white suddenly disappeared.

After Zhao Lingfei reacted, she looked up at Brother Rong'er, who was pulling her forward in stride in front of her, and kept moving straight forward all the time, and turned her head keenly to look at the pedestrians passing by in the distance.

A few of them had turned their heads to look as if they had spotted their lovers who were about to drill into the "grove".

Concubine Zhao Ling's face turned even redder and she buried her head shyly.

The hand she was holding used a little force and pulled it back.

It's just that Zhao Rong didn't look back at her, and still walked forward on his own, as if he didn't care about other people's eyes at all, and didn't mean to wait until there was no one to drill.

Concubine Zhao Lingfei didn't dare to struggle anymore, she lowered her eyes and bit her lip, and her autumn eyes looked at the ground in a daze, where was the shadow of her and Brother Rong'er.

Why is he so anxious to find seclusion, he should have lost a lot of anger, but wait a while...... Still have to let him find more places.

It's just that although she thinks so, in Zhao Lingfei's heart, the back of Zhao Rong who seems to be about to leave just now is still a little lingering.

Her eyes were still faintly dimmed, and she looked at the hands of the two holding each other.

It doesn't matter if I'm in Brother Rong'er's heart......... I don't expect you to care about me as much as I care about you, just make me the most special and important person in your heart.

Or, Brother Rong'er is already weak...... No, he wrote so many heart-wrenching love letters to me, saying that I was the bright moon in his heart.

I must have thought too much, I am still the bright moon hanging in Brother Rong'er's heart, it's just that the willfulness just now made him a little tired, and he can't do this again in the future......

Zhao Lingfei pursed her lips slightly, and the light in her autumn eyes rekindled, like a star after the dark clouds in the night sky had dispersed, and she continued to look at Zhao Rong's back without blinking.

She took the initiative to stretch out her spare hand again, took Zhao Rong's hand and gently covered it and pasted it together.

Concubine Zhao Lingfei tilted her head to look at him, smiling lightly.

Zhao Rong took Concubine Zhao Ling without saying a word and walked directly into the mountains and forests.

Autumn leaves paved the path between the trees, and the two of them stepped on the yellow fallen leaves, clicking, slowly deepening, leaving the noise of the world behind.

The men's pace is determined to move forward.

The woman willingly followed.

Not much.

After passing through a dense forest leaf, Zhao Rong only felt that his vision suddenly opened up and was bright.

In front of me is a clearing with a small courtyard with pothos on the walls, overgrown with weeds, and the fallen leaves are swept away by the autumn wind, but it is still clean.

Zhao Rong glanced left and right a few times, and saw that it was an abandoned and uninhabited place, so he led Zhao Lingfei into the door.

He turned around and closed the courtyard door again.

Later, I came to the courtyard.

He stopped suddenly.

Concubine Zhao Ling also stopped, she turned her head to look at the silent courtyard where no one was around, and bit her lip and eyes.

Zhao Rong turned around.

Zhao Lingfei's hands were still tightly grasping his right hand.

Zhao Rong twitched his hand and took a small step forward.

The two were already extremely close, but now they are closer, and they can almost feel the warmth emanating from each other's bodies.

After losing his hand, Zhao Lingfei's movements were slightly cramped, and for a while, it seemed that the two hands that were free did not know where to put them.

She bowed her head slightly, and her eyes hung softly, covering the clear light of the long autumn eyes, as if she didn't dare to reflect someone into it, afraid that there would be a splash of autumn water.

Zhao Lingfei's long eyelashes trembled from time to time under someone's gaze, she raised her hand, and two onion fingers lifted a strand of mischievous black hair behind her ear.

Zhao Rong pursed his lips and looked at the curly-haired woman in front of him.

Picturesque eyebrows, narrow eye corners.

Lowered eyelids, long curled eyelashes.

and the "pearl" under his left eye, which he was very happy about.

At this moment, her fair and round goose egg face, her cheeks were covered with a large flush, extending to the small ear beads like a drop of pure white milk.

The misty haze slowly spreads.

This scene is like the morning glow that shines brightly for the first sun, willing to be burned red by its heat.

"Look up. ”

Zhao Rong's voice was soft, but it echoed in the empty courtyard.

It was quiet for a while.

The corners of Zhao Lingfei's lips were raised, "Hmm." ”

Immediately, the tear-mole woman tiptoed, closed her eyes, and raised her chin.

Concubine Zhao raised her head and handed over all her tenderness, allowing him to find seclusion.

It's just that......

There was silence for a moment, but the man in front of him still didn't move.

Isn't Brother Rong'er going to eat today's rouge?

"Hmm~"

Concubine Zhao Ling, who raised her head lightly, closed her eyes and made a weak nasal voice.

"Keep your head down. ”

"Oh. ”

Brother Rong'er probably doesn't like this angle.

Zhao Lingfei's sharp chin lowered down again, and in the next second, she felt that both cheeks were held by his warm and rough big hands.

Spin even if it...... The forehead touches somewhere.

Concubine Zhao Lingfei suddenly opened her eyes and bumped into a pair of jet-black eyes that were close at hand.

No one has to abandon the small courtyard.

A young man and a woman, without lip stickers.

Rather, it is forehead against forehead, eye to eye, and nose tip to nose tip.

The heart lake of the two is like two floating islands in the vast North Sea in the legend, meeting again.