Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island.

My Fair Lady, Gentleman.

Jagged wattles, left and right flowing.

My Fair Lady, I covet it.

I can't ask for it, but I can't think about it.

Leisurely, tossing and turning...

Soft like snow dew like a bead, the warm liquid spreads over the coagulated skin, and the fine water flows between the palms of the jade carving, like a faint rainbow stepping over a budding bud, and the fragrance of the flowers is overflowing with clear water. The faint poetry, like the wind blowing silver bells, echoes in the hut in the sound of clear water. Even after bathing alone behind the curtain, Tang Xiaotang was extremely uncomfortable. Yinling's voice is softer than cotton, and her words are deep and full of affection, which is even more fascinating.

As the saying goes, the most affectionate is the most affectionate, and the most difficult to accept the grace of beauty. Xia Xun is like this, he can't put Tang Xiaotang's fruit in his mouth, at least not yet. With a wry smile, he took the mattress off the bed and spread it on the floor with the pillow quilt. He said nonchalantly, "You sleep in the bed, I sleep on the floor." So he lay down on his head, and pretended to sleep...

In order to clean himself and love himself, Xia Xun drew the boundaries clearly. But how could Tang Xiaotang allow him to be so "free"?

The faint poetry, hurriedly chanted, hastily wiped the water traces, Tang Xiaotang shamelessly wrapped his chest in a towel and walked out from behind the curtain. casually closed the window, blew out the oil lamp on the desk, took the pillow from the bed and put it on the mat on the floor, like a well-behaved kitten, untied the towel lightly, and got into Xia Xun's quilt with wet hair.

"Sasha..."

In the darkness, the smoke from the extinguishing wick could not be seen.

The moonlight shines through the thin curtains, creating a dim light and shadow in the room.

A small quilt covered the two little people.

Tang Xiaotang gently pillowed his head on Xia Xun's chest, and his cool long hair was scattered on the skin of the two of them at will. Soft skin texture and quiet body fragrance are undoubtedly the most attractive flavors when the spring breeze and rain meet. Although Xia Xun pretended to be asleep and was silent and did not resist, his beating heart could not deceive people. In the dark quilt, the slender jade hand gently stroked the not very strong chest back and forth provocatively, and Tang Xiaotang said charmingly: "I don't believe you can sleep." ”

"Don't provoke me, and I'll be able to sleep. ”

"But you're mine, how can I not provoke you?"

"If you don't make a sound, I can sleep. ”

"But I still have a lot to say to you, how can you listen if you don't make a sound?"

"Can I say I don't want to hear it?"

"No, you can't. ”

"Oh, then whatever you want. ”

"I ask you, do you think I'm good-looking or peony is good-looking?"

"......" Xia Xun closed his eyes and was silent.

The slender wrist quietly grabbed Xia Xun's arm, shook it gently, with a slightly coquettish taste, and said, "Say, I want to know how you are." ”

Xia Xun was silent for a moment, and said perfunctorily: "It's all good-looking, it can't be compared." ”

"Then I'm better or she's better, this can always be compared, right?"

Xia Xun was silent for a moment, and said decisively: "It must be her good." ”

"Bastard. ”

Hammer...

The little hand became slightly angry, clenched into a pink fist, gently hammered Xia Xun's chest, and complained quietly: "I gave you all of myself, and you still said that she was good, how could you be so unkind? Now you've completely forgotten about it in the blink of an eye, how can you be so negative?"

"I didn't agree, let Peony be a concubine. ”

"Then did you promise to marry me and treat me well?"

Xia Xun was silent for a moment, and finally reluctantly admitted: "Yes." ”

"In that case, if you marry me, do you want me to be a concubine?"

Xia Xun chose to be silent again, but this time the silence failed to form words due to guilt, and he only fell asleep in waiting. After waiting for a long time, Tang Xiaotang shook Xia Xun's arm reluctantly, and at the same time, his head became more and more squeamish, and he asked: "What do you say, what do you think? You can't keep avoiding this question." Today, my grandmother has sent letters all the way to the letter, and she has already acquiesced in our marriage, do you still want to regret it? If you regret it, then what should I do?"

After thinking about it for a long time, Xia Xun knew that there was no way to retreat, and he had to face it. Moreover, since he chose to lie here tonight and not struggle, he just wanted to cut through the mess quickly and solve the matter before it happened.

Xia Xun picked up the words again and said, "I won't regret it, I will marry you." ”

Tang Xiaotang stopped being coquettish with joy, and asked coquettishly, "Then what do you mean by not answering just now?"

"Because I think what you said doesn't seem to be unreasonable. ”

“......”

Cold...

Although the quilt covered the face was pitch black, the two people snuggled together couldn't see each other's expressions. But when Xia Xun spoke, he could instantly feel a "cold murderous aura" spreading across his chest. It's like Tang Xiaotang is holding a knife and slamming it in his heart...

"What do you mean by not being unreasonable?" Tang Xiaotang's tone instantly turned cold.

"Want to hear the truth?" Xia Xun asked rhetorically.

"You say. ”

"You're going to get angry. ”

"I'm already angry. ”

"Uh... All right. ”

Xia Xun seemed to organize the language, hesitated for a long time before slowly saying seriously: "Last night, you asked me if I liked you, and I said I liked it." This is not a lie, it is true. I don't know when I started liking it. Or when I first met you, or when I was waiting for you, I silently fell in love with you. I don't know what this is because I've never been a reckless person, and there are many things I can't do casually or even dare to think about. It wasn't until last night, when I couldn't control myself from taking you into my arms, and wanted to take you for myself in the most savage way, that I was truly sure that I just liked you. Therefore, when you ask me to marry you and treat you well in the future, I am willing to do so from the bottom of my heart, and there is no false lie or rhetoric, only impulse. Because, I like you, and I have to treat you well. You gave you to me, and I have a skin-to-skin relationship with you, so of course I want to marry you. It's all perfectly normal. But the problem is, if I marry you, what will I do with Peony?" After a pause, Xia Xun said heavily: "Peony has a marriage contract with me." Although I have to admit that you are indeed more charismatic than peony in some ways, and more irresistible to me. So much so that until now, I have been thinking about whether to give up the struggle and turn around and violate you. But I also know that I can't. Because, I really just like peony more and care more about her feelings. So, if Peony agrees, I think I can marry you, but..."

At the end of the words, Xia Xun stopped talking and didn't say anything deeper.

Tang Xiaotang still said coldly: "But I can only be a concubine, right?"

Xia Xun said in a humble heart: "It should... That is true. ”

"What if she doesn't agree?"

“......”

Xia Xun closed his mouth tightly and said nothing again.

And the answer is obvious, if Peony doesn't agree, Tang Xiaotang won't even be able to be a concubine...

The atmosphere suddenly became colder, the faint moonlight was pulled into the clouds by the breeze at some point, and there was not much affection left in the dim hut that could be entwined with each other, only the breath fluctuated slightly on the quilt, telling the silence that there were still two people in the bed.

It didn't take long for the breathing in the bed to become a little short. Xia Xun then felt that Tang Xiaotang had more temperature on his chest. It wasn't water along the hair, but the girl's silent sobbing when her heart was hurt...

Xia Xun couldn't bear to see Tang Xiaotang so wronged, so he let go of his insistence a little, and promised softly: "If she doesn't agree, I'll say she agrees." ”

"What if she just doesn't agree?"

"Then I will take care of you for the rest of your life. ”

"In what name, a lover, a skinny horse, or a prostitute?"

"My woman. ”

"Then what are you hesitating about?"

"I didn't hesitate. ”

Xia Xun's words gradually became decisive, like carrying a thousand pounds of weight on his shoulders little by little, and there was an unshakable affirmation in the heaviness. Tang Xiaotang slowly stopped sobbing sadly, wiped the tears on the side of his eyes with his little hand, and said bitterly: "Since you don't hesitate, since I am your woman, then why do I have to ask for Peony's consent for my affairs? I like you, you like me, this is my business, why does she care?"

"Because she likes me, and I like her. "Xia Xun is embarrassed.

"It's a matter for you and her. ”

"It's your business too. ”