I haven't missed you for a day
He said this sentence very lightly, but it was extremely heavy when it fell into her heart, so heavy that she didn't know how to respond to him for a moment
The sound of rain outside the window is drizzling, but there are lights and shadows in the house
He hasn't seen him for a month, and he has lost a lot of weight and his chin has become much sharper. Because of his weakness, he looks even more elegant and elegant.
In the dim room, he reached out to lift her jaw. He had not seen the sunlight for a long time. Her face was bright, like a touch of snow that had not melted for many years on the top of Tianshan Mountain.
A lilac skirt, without makeup, is still bright and charming, with red lips and white teeth. At this moment, a pair of water-clearing pupils are staring at him quietly, with wavy light flowing through it.
Rong Yuan stroked a shiny hair hanging from her cheeks, rubbed slowly, feeling the smoothness of her fingertips. I was really worried that I would not come back and never see you again.
When Zhong Qin'er heard this, she pursed her lips tightly, and her slender eyelashes trembled slightly.
Rong Yuan whispered: I was done and I could have come back five days ago. I passed by Youzhou and brought you hibiscus begonia cake, but they joined forces to ambush them and almost...
He chuckled softly, the implication was already very clear
But she caught an important message in his words and sat up slowly, "Hirong Begonia Cake?"
Rong Yuan looked at her and said softly: Youzhou's specialties, but unfortunately they are all rotten. Isn't it your favorite?
Zhong Qin'er's pupils suddenly contracted and her face gradually became colder. How do you know that my favorite hibiscus begonia cake?
He was stunned, knowing that he had lost his words, but he still chuckled indifferently and looked at her
That year, you came down from Taicang Mountain and went to Youzhou. I followed you all the time... until you returned to Tianshan
Zhong Qin'er's expression was still cold, but her hands were slowly tightening, and her curved fingertips were pale. Did she keep following her?
Yes, I've been watching you in the dark...
Rong Yuan raised his lips gently, and his eyes became darker. So, over the days, have you thought Su Mu more or me more?
Of course he knew that he was not as good as Su Mu, but he always had a hint of luxury.
Zhong Qin'er tightened her palms and put her fingertips deeper into it. Her face suddenly turned pale as if it had lost its blood. Don't mention his name again
Rong Yuan was stunned for a moment, but his heart was filled with joy and sorrow. After a long time, he replied in a low voice: OK, Wanwan
Zhong Qin'er glanced sideways and narrowed her eyes slightly. What are you calling me?
He looked at her with a smile, his eyes as bright as stars gathered, and the corners of his lips raised a gentle curve.
This time I went to Luoyang and went to see the Zhong family genealogy. I realized that your former name was Zhong Wan
Well, she didn't want to mention the previous topic anymore, so she nodded quickly
Her eyes fainted gently and she said slowly: Actually, Qin'er is my nickname. Master loves to call her, so everyone calls her as she calls her.
Seeing her face gradually soften, he couldn't help but raise his hand and gently stroke her earlobe, rubbed it slowly for a while, and then slipped down softly along the arc on the side of his face.
He was a little afraid that she would avoid it, so his movements were extremely gentle, and even his fingertips were shaking slightly.
Zhong Qin'er was still sitting quietly, but she couldn't help but hold her breath. The black-colored lingered eyes looked at his hands, and her eyes were like water, flowing with the movements of his fingertips.
Seeing that she didn't resist, Rong Yuan felt even more happy and his eyes lit up
Her gentleness and obedience were like a soft blade, gently piercing into his heart. There was no need to move, but just grinding inside and out, he was bound to be doomed, and his whole heart belonged to her
His eyes were as gentle as springs, and he whispered like a whisper.
Wanwan, give me a chance, I will never let you down in my life
After a long time, she replied softly,
Rong Yuan was overjoyed and was about to say something, but when the door rang, Qingluan walked in with a tray
Not only are there prepared medicines on the tray, but also the decocted medicine juice, which is steaming and full of strong smell.
Qingluan put the tray on the small table beside the couch and said softly: These are all adjusted according to the prescription of Miss Zhong.
She stepped forward and was about to apply medicine to Rong Yuan, but she saw that Zhong Qin'er had no intention of getting up and couldn't help but hesitate for a moment.
Zhong Qin'er smiled at her, let me do it
Qingluan turned her head to look at Rong Yuan, and saw him nodding, he slowly stepped back, but just glanced at the two of them with a slightly worried look before closing the door.
Zhong Qin'er carefully looked at the injured medicine, applied it carefully to him one by one, and then tied it with white veil.
But in this situation, facing him who was half naked, he couldn't help but blush and his heart beat faster
After finally finishing the medicine, she breathed a sigh of relief and handed him the medicine bowl.
Rong Yuan stared at the thick black medicine juice, and did not reach out, but just signaled her to look at the wound on his shoulder.
In fact, when I was helping him with medicine just now, Zhong Qin'er already knew that he was an extremely tolerant person.
With such severe trauma, he did not cry out for pain during the entire process of applying medicine. Even though his face was pale and sweating profusely, he still endured himself secretly without making any sound.
She sighed softly in her heart, picked up the white porcelain spoon, put a spoonful of medicine, lowered her head and blew it, and then slowly delivered it to his lips
His eyes were stuck on her face, as gentle as the moonlight, covering her entire body.
At this moment, her cheeks were still dyed red, like a light pink fuchsia, blooming on her face as thin as white porcelain, delicate and graceful, and beautiful.
Seeing him take a sip and frown, she couldn't help but ask softly: Is it bitter?
He shook his head and signaled her to continue feeding him. However, every time he took a sip, his eyebrows frowned a little, and his face became even more strange.
Finally, she finished all the medicine. When she put down the medicine bowl, she used her fingers to dip the medicine juice remaining on the bottom of the bowl in confusion, and put it on her lips and taste it gently.
Rong Yuan's expression changed slightly, and he had no time to stop her, so he had to watch her look faintly and her whole face was twisted together.
How did you drink it so bitter? She couldn't help but speak
He raised his eyebrows and smiled. I've taken any more bitter medicine than this.
She stood up lightly and opened a half-person-high Huanghuali medicine box on the long table in the corner of the house, which was spaced into sixty-nine and fifty-four wooden drawers.
These drawers contain all kinds of gadgets he gave her over the past six months.
She took out one of the boxes based on her memory, was stunned for a moment, but she still took out something, and walked to him and unfolded the wooden box.
Rong Yuan looked down and saw a piece of amber candied fruit in the wooden box as big as a palm.
He curled the corners of his lips and said lightly: Shuozhou candied fruit is indeed well-known, you only have one left.
Zhong Qin'er was so angry that she sat by the couch, stretched out her hand to stuff the candied fruit directly into his mouth.
Rong Yuan's eyebrows and eyes were filled with smiles. He bit the candied fruit and asked vaguely: Is the medicine just now bitter?
She glanced at him strangely and replied, "I haven't taken any more bitter medicine than this."
Rong Yuan suddenly raised his hand and pressed the back of her neck, pressing him down, she was not prepared, watching his face enlarged in front of him, and he had kissed her lips on his face.
She wanted to push him away, but when her hands were pressed against his chest, she touched the white veil on his body, and she stopped her wounds again. Looking at the face that was close at hand, she silently closed her eyes.
Under the swaying candlelight, the two people's bodies are getting closer and closer, as if they are one person
He gently held her lips, gently licked the tip of his tongue, and the smell of candied fruit gradually spread between the two of them, dispelling the original smell of medicine.
As the two of them turned their lips, he opened his eyes slightly, and a bright gaze flashed lightly through the half-closed eyelashes, staring at her quiet face.
She was kissed obediently by him. At this moment, the sound of rain outside the house gradually magnified in her ears, as if every raindrop had fallen on her heart, slowly filling up, almost overflowing
He bit the corner of her lips, his eyes were intoxicating, and he asked softly: No more bitter
Her lips were so shimmering that he kissed her, and her pupils were filled with thin mist. She could only gently whisper between his lips.
In fact, it is not that it is not bitter at all, but that there is a slight bitterness hidden in the refreshing sweetness.
If there is nothing, it is difficult to detect
He said this sentence very lightly, but it was extremely heavy when it fell into her heart, so heavy that she didn't know how to respond to him for a moment
The sound of rain outside the window is drizzling, but there are lights and shadows in the house
He hasn't seen him for a month, and he has lost a lot of weight and his chin has become much sharper. Because of his weakness, he looks even more elegant and elegant.
In the dim room, he reached out to lift her jaw. He had not seen the sunlight for a long time. Her face was bright, like a touch of snow that had not melted for many years on the top of Tianshan Mountain.
A lilac skirt, without makeup, is still bright and charming, with red lips and white teeth. At this moment, a pair of water-clearing pupils are staring at him quietly, with wavy light flowing through it.
Rong Yuan stroked a shiny hair hanging from her cheeks, rubbed slowly, feeling the smoothness of her fingertips. I was really worried that I would not come back and never see you again.
When Zhong Qin'er heard this, she pursed her lips tightly, and her slender eyelashes trembled slightly.
Rong Yuan whispered: I was done and I could have come back five days ago. I passed by Youzhou and brought you hibiscus begonia cake, but they joined forces to ambush them and almost...
He chuckled softly, the implication was already very clear
But she caught an important message in his words and sat up slowly, "Hirong Begonia Cake?"
Rong Yuan looked at her and said softly: Youzhou's specialties, but unfortunately they are all rotten. Isn't it your favorite?
Zhong Qin'er's pupils suddenly contracted and her face gradually became colder. How do you know that my favorite hibiscus begonia cake?
He was stunned, knowing that he had lost his words, but he still chuckled indifferently and looked at her
That year, you came down from Taicang Mountain and went to Youzhou. I followed you all the time... until you returned to Tianshan
Zhong Qin'er's expression was still cold, but her hands were slowly tightening, and her curved fingertips were pale. Did she keep following her?
Yes, I've been watching you in the dark...
Rong Yuan raised his lips gently, and his eyes became darker. So, over the days, have you thought Su Mu more or me more?
Of course he knew that he was not as good as Su Mu, but he always had a hint of luxury.
Zhong Qin'er tightened her palms and put her fingertips deeper into it. Her face suddenly turned pale as if it had lost its blood. Don't mention his name again
Rong Yuan was stunned for a moment, but his heart was filled with joy and sorrow. After a long time, he replied in a low voice: OK, Wanwan
Zhong Qin'er glanced sideways and narrowed her eyes slightly. What are you calling me?
He looked at her with a smile, his eyes as bright as stars gathered, and the corners of his lips raised a gentle curve.
This time I went to Luoyang and went to see the Zhong family genealogy. I realized that your former name was Zhong Wan
Well, she didn't want to mention the previous topic anymore, so she nodded quickly
Her eyes fainted gently and she said slowly: Actually, Qin'er is my nickname. Master loves to call her, so everyone calls her as she calls her.
Seeing her face gradually soften, he couldn't help but raise his hand and gently stroke her earlobe, rubbed it slowly for a while, and then slipped down softly along the arc on the side of his face.
He was a little afraid that she would avoid it, so his movements were extremely gentle, and even his fingertips were shaking slightly.
Zhong Qin'er was still sitting quietly, but she couldn't help but hold her breath. The black-colored lingered eyes looked at his hands, and her eyes were like water, flowing with the movements of his fingertips.
Seeing that she didn't resist, Rong Yuan felt even more happy and his eyes lit up
Her gentleness and obedience were like a soft blade, gently piercing into his heart. There was no need to move, but just grinding inside and out, he was bound to be doomed, and his whole heart belonged to her
His eyes were as gentle as springs, and he whispered like a whisper.
Wanwan, give me a chance, I will never let you down in my life
After a long time, she replied softly,
Rong Yuan was overjoyed and was about to say something, but when the door rang, Qingluan walked in with a tray
Not only are there prepared medicines on the tray, but also the decocted medicine juice, which is steaming and full of strong smell.
Qingluan put the tray on the small table beside the couch and said softly: These are all adjusted according to the prescription of Miss Zhong.
She stepped forward and was about to apply medicine to Rong Yuan, but she saw that Zhong Qin'er had no intention of getting up and couldn't help but hesitate for a moment.
Zhong Qin'er smiled at her, let me do it
Qingluan turned her head to look at Rong Yuan, and saw him nodding, he slowly stepped back, but just glanced at the two of them with a slightly worried look before closing the door.
Zhong Qin'er carefully looked at the injured medicine, applied it carefully to him one by one, and then tied it with white veil.
But in this situation, facing him who was half naked, he couldn't help but blush and his heart beat faster
After finally finishing the medicine, she breathed a sigh of relief and handed him the medicine bowl.
Rong Yuan stared at the thick black medicine juice, and did not reach out, but just signaled her to look at the wound on his shoulder.
In fact, when I was helping him with medicine just now, Zhong Qin'er already knew that he was an extremely tolerant person.
With such severe trauma, he did not cry out for pain during the entire process of applying medicine. Even though his face was pale and sweating profusely, he still endured himself secretly without making any sound.
She sighed softly in her heart, picked up the white porcelain spoon, put a spoonful of medicine, lowered her head and blew it, and then slowly delivered it to his lips
His eyes were stuck on her face, as gentle as the moonlight, covering her entire body.
At this moment, her cheeks were still dyed red, like a light pink fuchsia, blooming on her face as thin as white porcelain, delicate and graceful, and beautiful.
Seeing him take a sip and frown, she couldn't help but ask softly: Is it bitter?
He shook his head and signaled her to continue feeding him. However, every time he took a sip, his eyebrows frowned a little, and his face became even more strange.
Finally, she finished all the medicine. When she put down the medicine bowl, she used her fingers to dip the medicine juice remaining on the bottom of the bowl in confusion, and put it on her lips and taste it gently.
Rong Yuan's expression changed slightly, and he had no time to stop her, so he had to watch her look faintly and her whole face was twisted together.
How did you drink it so bitter? She couldn't help but speak
He raised his eyebrows and smiled. I've taken any more bitter medicine than this.
She stood up lightly and opened a half-person-high Huanghuali medicine box on the long table in the corner of the house, which was spaced into sixty-nine and fifty-four wooden drawers.
These drawers contain all kinds of gadgets he gave her over the past six months.
She took out one of the boxes based on her memory, was stunned for a moment, but she still took out something, and walked to him and unfolded the wooden box.
Rong Yuan looked down and saw a piece of amber candied fruit in the wooden box as big as a palm.
He curled the corners of his lips and said lightly: Shuozhou candied fruit is indeed well-known, you only have one left.
Zhong Qin'er was so angry that she sat by the couch, stretched out her hand to stuff the candied fruit directly into his mouth.
Rong Yuan's eyebrows and eyes were filled with smiles. He bit the candied fruit and asked vaguely: Is the medicine just now bitter?
She glanced at him strangely and replied, "I haven't taken any more bitter medicine than this."
Rong Yuan suddenly raised his hand and pressed the back of her neck, pressing him down, she was not prepared, watching his face enlarged in front of him, and he had kissed her lips on his face.
She wanted to push him away, but when her hands were pressed against his chest, she touched the white veil on his body, and she stopped her wounds again. Looking at the face that was close at hand, she silently closed her eyes.
Under the swaying candlelight, the two people's bodies are getting closer and closer, as if they are one person
He gently held her lips, gently licked the tip of his tongue, and the smell of candied fruit gradually spread between the two of them, dispelling the original smell of medicine.
As the two of them turned their lips, he opened his eyes slightly, and a bright gaze flashed lightly through the half-closed eyelashes, staring at her quiet face.
She was kissed obediently by him. At this moment, the sound of rain outside the house gradually magnified in her ears, as if every raindrop had fallen on her heart, slowly filling up, almost overflowing
He bit the corner of her lips, his eyes were intoxicating, and he asked softly: No more bitter
Her lips were so shimmering that he kissed her, and her pupils were filled with thin mist. She could only gently whisper between his lips.
In fact, it is not that it is not bitter at all, but that there is a slight bitterness hidden in the refreshing sweetness.
If there is nothing, it is difficult to detect
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