"Nope. She quickly shook her head, her voice soft, "Every time Qian'er is unhappy, she takes me to the city to buy something, she says that shopping and shopping will make her mood better, you take it to be happy." ”

Zhao Rong glanced at the bulging purse in Qingjun's hand, about the green worm money and the color butterfly money, he knew something, it was the currency that replaced the spirit stone in Duyou City to facilitate circulation, especially the color butterfly money, which was very precious.

It's just that unlike the tea and autumn clothes just now, this time, Zhao Rong didn't reach out to pick it up.

Zhao Lingfei looked at Zhao Rong with bright eyes, and said with a smile:

"You are my husband, and what is mine is yours, and your ...... It's still yours, the purse is the same for everyone, what can't you take? The man can't have no money, and you can't be short of money in the academy, Brother Rong'er, you take the purse, do you still want anything, when I go to Linlu Academy to find you, I'll bring it to you. ”

Zhao Lingfei grabbed Zhao Rong's hand, pulled his fingers away, and stuffed the purse into his hand.

Zhao Rong looked at Qingjun, she even helped him think of a reason to eat soft rice, and set up a ladder for him to go down.

Before tonight, Zhao Rong has always felt that it is indispensable for men to eat soft rice, why can't I eat my mother's soft rice, and it is also based on strength?

He has always been eager to try to eat Qingjun's soft rice.

It's just that when things happen in front of him, when Qingjun carefully brings the soft rice to his mouth and coaxes him to eat it.

Zhao Rong suddenly found that he couldn't talk about it.

It's like a stomach problem that suddenly gets better, and this soft rice suddenly doesn't smell good.

It turns out that thinking about soft rice and eating it hard are completely different things from doing.

Especially in the face of a woman who has a sincere desire to stay together, where is she willing to eat her soft rice.

If I need it, take the initiative to mention it to you, and give it to me without saying a word, so it's okay.

But like now, you take the initiative to bring soft rice to your mouth and beg me to eat it, this kind of deformed relationship, I don't want it.

Zhao Rong's expression was calm, and he looked deeply at Qingjun who stuffed something into his hand, and immediately, he withdrew his hand and gently pushed her purse back.

"I don't want to. Zhao Rong shook his head, "There are still some spirit stones on my body, which are enough." ”

Zhao Lingfei's eyes dimmed slightly, and the plain hand holding the purse gradually grasped it hard, revealing the water chestnut of the coin inside.

In the past, the woman who had been cold and self-reliant in front of people and was not good at words looked down at the ground crampedly in front of her sweetheart, and the hand holding the purse was still raised in the air, and she was neither handing it over nor receiving it, and for a while, she was at a loss.

She was secretly annoyed, was it because of her clumsy words again, which hurt Brother Rong'er's self-esteem......

However, before Zhao Lingfei continued to blame herself too much.

She suddenly fell into a warm embrace.

Zhao Rong saw Qingjun's appearance of looking around with her head down, and was afraid that she would be thinking nonsense again.

He took a step forward and hugged Qingjun into his arms.

Concubine Zhao Ling was stunned, reacted immediately, and hurriedly opened her arms to hug Zhao Rong.

Outside Qinglian Xuan, in front of the small courtyard.

The two hugged each other.

Strictly speaking, this should be the first time that Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei have embraced.

returned the jade at the beach that night, but Zhao Rong unilaterally went to hug Zhao Lingfei, and she didn't take the initiative.

And this time, both of them hugged very tightly.

Zhao Rong only felt that Wen Xiang Nephrite was full of arms, he lowered his head and whispered between her neck: "I don't want your purse, fool, you remember to me, I raised you, tell me what you want, I'll get it for you." ”

Zhao Lingfei buried her head in Zhao Rong's arms, her face was close to his thick chest, and when she heard Zhao Rong's undoubted tone, Zhao Lingfei gently arched her little face on Zhao Rong's chest, like a happy kitten, her voice came muffled, "Brother Rong'er, is it true, you give me whatever I want." ”

Zhao Rong said word by word, "This world, flowers and trees, mountains, seas and rivers, rare and rare treasures, entering the Taoist gods, the sun, moon and stars, up to the blue starry sky, down to the nine secluded yellow springs, anything, as long as I can make you smile, I will go and get it for you!"

Concubine Zhao Ling raised her head in a daze, staring at Zhao Rong's resolute face, and in her ears was his unequivocal oath.

Her sword intent trembled.

In the heart of the lotus pond, lotus flowers bloom, and bamboo horses sing.

There are traces of dead wood in spring.

Concubine Zhao felt that her heart was soaked in honey, but she wanted to cry inexplicably at this time.

A word from a loved one is enough, there are no regrets in this life, and there is no other hope.

Zhao Lingfei sniffed, buried her head in his arms again, and her voice took on a trill, "Again...... You're coaxing me again, Brother Rong'er is saying something stupid, if I want the moon, can you take it off and give it to me. ”

Zhao Rong hugged her tightly, looked up at the bright moon above his head, was silent for a moment, he squinted his eyes and said, "How can you not pick up this nine-day bright moon...... Qingjun, I know you like it, wait a minute, I'll take it off and give it to you myself. ”

"Poof. Concubine Zhao Lingran smiled, just thinking that Brother Rong'er was talking stupidly, she only wanted his heart.

Concubine Zhao Ling continued to arch Zhao Rong's chest with her face, her eyes overflowing with joy, "Don't, don't, I don't like the bright moon in the sky, it's too cold......"

I like the bright moon in my heart, you are the bright moon in my heart, I just want you.

She was embarrassed to speak, so she said silently in her heart.

Zhao Rong smiled, knowing Qingjun's intentions, but he still said: "Qingjun, if I pick the bright moon for you, how can you reward me." ”

Concubine Zhao Lingfei was stunned, thinking that he was amusing again, saying witty words, she thought about it slightly, smiled and squinted, and said in the same playful tone: "Then I will give you the jade." ”

Zhao Lingfei didn't know what Zhao Rong wanted most.

"Really?"

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows and looked down at her.

"Uh-huh. ”

"No laipi?"

"It's not a bad skin. ”

Concubine Zhao didn't think much about it, and looked at him with a smile.

After a while, she put this matter behind her, and suddenly whispered, "Brother Rong'er." ”

The corners of Zhao Rong's mouth are still curvature, and he is in a good mood, "What's wrong?"

"Actually, that's not what I want right now. ”

Zhao Rong was slightly stunned.

Concubine Zhao Lingfei raised her head and looked around, the two of them stood in the darkness in front of the courtyard gate, and the occasional passers-by on the bluestone path in the distance could not see here.

She looked alert, observed like a thief for a moment, then breathed a sigh of relief and turned her head.

Concubine Zhao Ling squirmed in Zhao Rong's arms for a while, and finally said in Zhao Rong's puzzled eyes that the words that had been hidden in her heart for several days were also the reason why she brought him here tonight.

She blushed and muttered something.

This is really like a mosquito and a fly, Zhao Rong didn't hear it clearly at all, and only vaguely caught a few words, "to", "you", "me" and the like.

He became more and more confused, "What are you talking about, what are you asking me to do?"

Zhao Lingfei took a deep breath and pondered, this time, her voice was louder.

She whispered.

"I want you...... Kiss me. ”

As soon as the words fell, Concubine Zhao Ling seemed to have broken the jar, plucked up her courage, raised her head to meet Zhao Rong's strange eyes, and even though her cheeks were hot, she still insisted on looking at him.

Zhao Rong: "............"

He was stunned, and immediately wondered if he was hallucinating, but this guess was overturned in an instant.

I want you to kiss me?

Zhao Rong's eyes stared straight at the long autumn eyes of the beauty in his arms, and he saw that they contained complex colors such as hope, shyness, and eagerness, which were mixed together.

The tear mole under his left eye always reminded him that this was Qingjun, and he didn't hug the wrong person.

And all of this together constitutes a scene that Zhao Rong never thought of.

Qingjun is asking for a kiss?

Zhao Rong swallowed his saliva, his heart was slightly in a trance, thinking about it like this, there was indeed something wrong in the past few days, since he was wet in the depths of Nuanxi Bamboo Garden that day, he had been thinking about taking his time and refraining from "bullying" Qingjun, so he didn't act too affectionately in the past few days.

But...... Qingjun is not satisfied?

When Concubine Zhao Ling saw Zhao Rong staring at her with strange eyes, she suddenly felt very ashamed, and regretted her bold words and deeds just now.

It's bad, it's bad, it's going to be with Brother Rong'er, I seem to be getting weirder and weirder, and it's just a hint at this nerd, just try it and forget it, the result is ...... It's all to blame Brother Rong'er, why are you so hypocritical, you want me to speak, it's broken......

"No, I don't want to, forget it. ”

Concubine Zhao Ling's face was flushed, her delicate body struggled, and she pushed Zhao Rong with both hands, ready to quickly sneak back to Qinglianxuan, bury herself in the quilt, and never come out to see anyone again.

Zhao Rong's eyes opened, and he came back to his senses, where would he let the fragrant meat in his mouth run away.

He leaned forward, grabbed Qingjun's thin waist with his big hand, and firmly hugged the lady back into his arms, with a serious expression, "Qingjun, think, why don't you want to? You are my lady, I must help you with this favor, and it is my duty to let you try new things." ”

After that, he couldn't wait to lean his head over, vowing to meet the strange request of the lady.

And when it came to the end, Concubine Zhao Ling was ashamed, where did she mention the courage just now, she struggled in Zhao Rong's arms, wanting to run away.

Seeing Zhao Rong approaching at this time, Concubine Zhao Ling shook her head left and right, not wanting him to succeed.

"Don't kiss, don't kiss, Brother Rong'er, you let go of me, I won't kiss...... Not pro-...... Hmm ”

Halfway through the words, Concubine Zhao Lingfei was gagged.

Her eyes were wide open, staring at Zhao Rong's eyes, who were close at hand.

The two of them stared wide-eyed.

The air around you felt like it had frozen.

Zhao Rong drank the fresh honey water happily, and he was pleasantly surprised to find that Qingjun's honey water turned out to be the taste of jasmine nectar, which was sweet and not greasy, which was very suitable for Zhao Rong's light taste.

Concubine Zhao Lingfei was stunned, letting the hard-working little bee carry and ask for pollen and nectar.

This is also the first time that pollen honey, which has been brewed for 17 years, has been picked.

The air around them fell silent, without a sound.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

Suddenly, some strange sounds of honey collection began to sound in the air.

The reckless little bees are getting bolder and bolder, and the sound of collecting honey is getting louder and louder.

Outcome.

It stimulated the delicate and lovely jasmine.

"Oh,. ”

"Hmm...... Yikes!"

Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei's exclamations sounded almost at the same time.

Zhao Rong felt a tingling pain somewhere in his upper lip, and even spread a rusty smell in his mouth except for the smell of jasmine nectar.

"Hiss~"

He gasped hard, raised his hand and dipped his finger on his upper lip, and looked down to see some blood stains on his fingers.

Zhao Rong was speechless.

Seeing this, Concubine Zhao Lingfei grabbed his hand and looked at his broken lips distressedly.

It was the first time for her, she was very unskilled, and she was stimulated by Zhao Rong's sizzling sound just now, and she twisted slightly in protest, but her teeth hit his lips.

Zhao Lingfei blamed herself in her tone, "Brother Rong'er, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to." ”

Zhao Rong blinked, but he was not annoyed, but just sighed that the lady's silver teeth were really sharp, compared with a certain little fox.

He reached out and wiped the blood from his lips, and then couldn't help but look at the slightly upturned pink lips of the woman in front of him.

Zhao Rong subconsciously smashed his mouth, and some of the remaining jasmine nectar made him have an endless aftertaste.

It's just that Zhao Rong's greedy action made Zhao Lingfei think that he was disgusted with the taste of blood in his mouth.

She frowned slightly, biting hard at the lip that had just been moisturized by someone.

At this moment, Concubine Zhao Ling saw that there were small beads of blood coming out of the wound on Zhao Rong's lips.

The two were too close.

She inhaled slightly, pouted lightly, and without thinking about it, she tiptoed her head up, her jade lips opened lightly, and licked the wound for him.

Zhao Rong felt the tenderness of that moment, which was really warm and soft.

He was stunned and stared at Qingjun intently.

After Zhao Lingfei touched the point, she was shyly lowered by Brother Rong'er's gaze, she silently swallowed the smell of blood that belonged to him, but in an instant, Zhao Lingfei's ears sounded this shameless request again.

"Qingjun, cough cough, the blood is coming out again. ”

Zhao Rong blinked, and pursed his mouth softly like a child.

Zhao Lingfei was helpless, raised her head and glanced at him, but she still quickly stretched out her hands and gently held Zhao Rong's face.

Concubine Zhao frowned carefully at the wound on his upper lip, endured the shame, and tiptoed up her head again.

Another burst of tenderness that makes people tremble.

Zhao Rong licked his lips.

"Qingjun, there is. ”

Zhao Lingfei raised her chin.

"Qingjun, here you go again. ”

Concubine Zhao closed her eyes and raised her head.

"Qingjun...... Hmm. ”

Before Zhao Rong's words were finished, he was directly gagged.

Gradually, the two went from licking their wounds to continuing to drink honey water.

The wound has long ceased to bleed, and Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei's business has just begun.

Zhao Lingfei is obviously a novice who is soaking honey water for the first time, but under the leadership of Zhao Rong, an experienced and extraordinarily hard-working little bee, she has made rapid progress.

From stiffness to clumsy response to clever tongue.

Just this one kiss.

And Zhao Lingfei didn't think much about it, just that men were born with a talent for eating women's rouge and had no teacher, she was slightly puzzled for a while, then she left it behind and concentrated on drinking the honey water that Zhao Rong made for her.

Minutes and seconds passed.

The two still hugged each other and fed each other honey water, but at this time, Zhao Lingfei was pressed by Zhao Rong, and her back was against the door.

Zhao Rong is articulate, relishing, sweet, sweet and sweet, and hugging his grandson......

Just when Zhao Rong was a little surprised by Qingjun's learning speed and proud of his careful training.

"Hey, have you kissed enough, it's endless, right?"

A voice suddenly sounded out of nowhere, and the tone was very impatient.

Zhao Rong, who closed his eyes, was startled, his eyes suddenly opened, and his body subconsciously leaned back, separated from Qingjun's lips and teeth, and a crystal honey thread was pulled out between the two, and the lotus root was broken.

Zhao Rong frowned, quickly looked around, and wanted to ask loudly, but there was no one around except for tilting his head and curiously watching them drink honey water.

"Don't look at it, Zhao Dagongzi is really a noble person who forgets things, how long have you been sleeping in this seat, and you have forgotten this seat?"

The slightly hoarse voice sounded again.