At the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, Xiao'er didn't realize that he had ruined his father's good deeds, so he climbed on his shoulders with his hands and feet and whispered in his ear, "Does Daddy feel that my mother is very sour?" Just now, that woman robbed her father from her mother, and her mother drank a big jar of vinegar. ”

"Ahem cough ......" is so close, and the painting heart and ear power are not mortal, no matter how small the voice of the early Qing Dynasty is, she still hears it clearly, and her face can't help but be dyed red again, for fear that this stinky boy will talk nonsense again, she deliberately coughed twice, and did not forget to threaten and intimidate with her eyes.

Seeing this, He Guang Tongchen couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips, the tails of his eyes were slightly upturned, and he could no longer hide the narrow smile in his eyes.

The hair that was stared at by the painting, for fear of being beaten by her, Qing Chu Xiao'er slid down his shoulder along the back of He Guang Tongchen, and then silently shrank to the corner of the couch.

Before Huaxin had time to catch Huaxin, he was pressed into his arms by Heguang Tongchen, and then, she heard him lean down and ask a very subtle sentence in her ear, "Xin'er, do you like Shuyi or Junyi?"

In that long night, when he was completely separated from Jing Wuchen, he really faced himself that he was Junyi!

In that long dream, he once again felt the love for her throughout his life in those 170,000 years, so this question that he had been afraid to ask for a long time in his heart, he finally mustered up the courage and asked it himself.

And Huaxin, stunned in his arms, obviously didn't know how to answer.

In her heart, Shuyi is Junyi, Junyi is Shuyi, even though she has doubts, she has never really denied it.

So...... Why do you ask this question?

If you want to know her mind, wouldn't it be nice to ask her if she likes him directly?

Visible...... He didn't even think of himself as an option for her!

Visible...... He had taken the initiative to divide himself out of her world.

The winter sun outside the house is warm, Mu Changge is an elegant person, even in winter, listening to the wind is full of flowers.

As soon as the wind blew, the falling flowers were blown all over the ground, one by one rolled up, blowing in with a dense and fragrant fragrance, blowing on the cloud temples of the painting heart, blowing away the flush on her face that was more delicate than the flowers, and the light and dust raised her hand to gently brush away the falling flowers on the temples.

He wasn't in a hurry, he could wait slowly and give him a clear answer after she thought it through.

However, how could the painting heart still have a thoughtful mind at this time, they were too close, so close that they smelled each other, and so close that the secret warmth and veins made her panic.

Panicked so much that Qing Chu'er had been completely forgotten by her, Qing Chu looked at the two people who were tired of it, and at this time he didn't have a son in his eyes, and he couldn't help hugging himself distressedly.

Seeing that the scenery outside the window was just right, Qing Chu quietly got out of bed and walked to the yard with a stagger.

Although he had gnawed on a rabbit leg, it was time for him to grow taller, and when he touched his belly, he felt that it was still empty, and he was really hungry, so he followed the sweet smell of the air through several corridors and stopped in front of a half-covered door.

The fruity, meaty, and winey aroma that came from the nose instantly made the children of the early Qing Dynasty who were standing outside the door in a daze speechless.

Without thinking much about it, he immediately squeezed in through the crack in the door, jumped slightly, and jumped into the wine pool meat forest on the table, eating and drinking nonsense.