Hu que shook his head and said, "do you really want me to join the army? When I'm gone, what about the bamboo paper market, what do you do, what about the bookstore that hasn't opened yet? I can't leave you, I can't leave them. "

"You are obviously timid and afraid of suffering, and you take me and the bamboo paper mill as an excuse!"

Song Xijiao gave him a look.

"I still remember that on the way back from Huizhou to Jinzhou, I was bitten by a mosquito, and you cried out for three days with complaints."

Being robbed by song Xijiao, Hu que is speechless.

She said the truth.

As long as he is not desperate, he will never choose to join the army.

Let's have a good day, but what are you going to do with that? What's more, if you can win a battle, it's been more than ten years since the war. You can't tell whether you win or lose. If you go, you can't change anything.

In the evening, Hu que sent song Xijiao home.

When he got to the gate, he still held her talking, but he didn't let her go home.

Thanks to song Xijiao's talkative nature, you and I will talk and laugh, but there will be no cold and boring time.

Talking happily, the door behind him was suddenly opened, and Zhongchun came out in black. But after he came out, he just glanced at them lightly, and without saying a word, he went to the corner of the lane and disappeared.

"Where is he going so late?" Hu said strangely

Song Xijiao was staring at his back, silent.

In the past few days, she deliberately did not talk to Zhong Chun. She seemed to be having a quarrel with him. She was still laughing in front of Zhang and song's mother. As soon as she saw him appear, she immediately folded her smile, either looking up at the sky or lowering her head.

In fact, it's just waiting for Zhong chun to make an active offer.

But he didn't do anything.

"Don't pay attention to him. It doesn't matter to me where he goes." Song Xijiao said in a pique that her mood had sunk to the bottom of the valley, and she had no leisure to chat and laugh with Hu que. She said, "I'll go home first. I'll talk about it tomorrow."

"Then you go back and have a good rest and go to bed early."

Song Xijiao nodded and pushed the door back home.

Hu que stood at the door in a daze. He turned and was about to leave when a girl with a poor face suddenly came out with a copper basin and poured water on the ground.

The water almost splashed on Hu que. Shun'er was startled and hurried forward and said, "young master, are you ok?"

Hu que said: "it's OK. Why haven't you met?"

Shun'er said, "the maid is the servant girl of the third miss. She has only come for a few days."

"Oh." Hu que nodded clearly. Just as he was about to leave, he thought of what kind of question, "Xi Jiao and Zhong Chun are in trouble these days?"

Shun son looked at him and shook his head: "I don't know."

Then he went back to the yard with the copper basin and closed the door.

She leaned against the door, stood still for a moment, and then sighed deeply.

Once upon a time, when she saw the third young lady coming to her house, she thought she was living a very good life, but she didn't know that she was just like this. She lived in such a small yard with so many people in her family, but only one woman took care of her.

My uncle is handsome, but he is careless to the third young lady. He goes out early and returns late every day.

Just thinking, the door behind her was suddenly pushed open, shun'er was pushed a stagger, surprised to turn around, and it was Zhongchun who had just been faked by her abdomen.

"Uncle."

Shun'er is guilty and hastens to salute.

Zhong Chun, however, did not seem to see her. He went straight into the inner courtyard. As soon as he went in, he heard a burst of laughter, followed by song Xijiao's smiling voice: "who told you that with gravitation, the clouds in the sky can be picked off, not to tell you, the gravity is only on the earth where we live, and clouds are in outer space."

Then there was Chestnut's confused voice: "but when it rained, the dark clouds were very close to us and did not fall down."

"That's close, but it's far from the real one. I'll tell you, as long as it exceeds a certain distance..."

Zhongchun stood in the yard and listened quietly for a while. When he finally knew what song Xijiao was talking about, only two words flashed through his mind: nonsense.

That kind of strange words, also used to cheat chestnut.

He walked into the room, took advantage of song Xijiao's absence, took off his clothes, exposed his strong chest and back, sat down at the table, poured out the wound of the wound in his arm.

I haven't practiced martial arts recently. I haven't started it. My reaction ability is very poor.

He and Dao Ke and Qiao Mu hit each other two times, but they were cut by swordsmen.

From tomorrow on, he must practice his Sabre skills to deal with the killers that the queen may send at any time.

Just thinking, the door was pushed open, song Xijiao came in.

She did not know that Zhong Chun was back. As soon as she entered the door and saw him sitting at the table, she was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes fell on his wheat skin and strong chest muscles, and could not be moved any more.

"Color is emptiness, emptiness is color!"She mumbled twice, turned her head, and strode to her inner room. He just took a few steps and realized that something was wrong. Then he looked back and saw the wound on his arm.

"You're hurt!"

"It's wrapped up." Zhongchun didn't want her to worry, so he picked up his robe and put it on his body. He raised his eyelids and looked at her, "willing to talk to me?"

"Why are you hurt again?"

However, song Xijiao ignored his deliberate change of topic and sat opposite him, reaching out to lift him.

Zhong Chun held her wrist and said with a smile, "is it not that lust is emptiness? What do you want to do now? "

"What's the matter with you?"

Close, she could even smell the blood on him.

Song Xijiao frowned and glared at him fiercely: "or don't you want to tell me?"

These days, Zhong Chun has been busy deploying his subordinates, trying to set up a careful defense line before the queen sends people to assassinate him.

He should not only protect himself, but also song Xijiao and his family.

So he went out early and came back late. He didn't even have much time to sleep.

Knowing that song Xijiao is waiting for her to make friends every day, he deliberately does nothing, so he makes her angry and saves her the excuse of running around every day.

However, every day I live with my beloved woman, but I can't speak and I can't touch her. This feeling is really hard. Seeing that song Xijiao can't hold back and take the initiative to sit in front of her, where can he be willing to make her angry again.

He immediately put his arm around her waist and sat on his leg with a strong arm. He came close to kiss him on the cheek: "I took a few moves with the swordsman, but I didn't want to make a mistake and was hurt by him."

Song Xijiao allowed him to kiss himself, but his hand was quietly raised. He wanted to lift his clothes and look at the wound. He didn't know that he had just grasped the edge of his clothes and was held by Zhongchun.

Then there was a deep and sweet voice in my ear, saying, "if you want to take off my clothes, you have to wait until it's dark."

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