Xie Heng was so distressed that he held warm wine in his arms. He hugged her tightly as if he was afraid that she would disappear suddenly, and said slowly: "Once upon a time, I thought my little wine was the most rare good girl in the world. When I heard her laughing and calling her eldest brother, I wanted to pet and protect her, give her countless treasures in the world, find the most outstanding young man to be a husband, and let her live a safe and happy life like most boudoir women in the world."

Xie Heng lowered his eyes and smiled, "but I don't know when I began to become greedy."

The side face of warm wine was close to the young man's heart. She could obviously feel his heart beating very fast, and she also had some blood countercurrent and dizzy.

The boy lowered his head, gently kissed her ear, and said in a firm and persistent voice, "I don't believe in ghosts and gods or others. My sweetheart can only be protected by myself!"

He was young in this life and was not afraid of heaven's height. A sword once stopped millions of teachers. She couldn't stop her tearful eyes and two farewell words.

Xie Heng's amber eyes looked at the warm wine, like thousands of stars crumpled and gathered into countless streamers, which made people sink into it at a glance.

Wen Jiu knew that she was doomed.

Outside the window, the branches and leaves flutter, the sun falls on the branches, the dew rolls, and the glow gathers and disperses, quietly and flexibly.

After two days of warm wine, he was still a little confused. Looking at the young man's eyes for a moment, he suddenly stretched out his hand to climb on his shoulder, suddenly got up and kissed his lips.

She stood on the couch with the heat that had not yet subsided, bent down condescending, and kissed her youth awkwardly.

Use the greatest courage in this life to respond to his likes.

Because of love, there is sorrow, and because of love, there is courage.

Wen Caishen, who only wants to live with gold and silver all his life, has been timid, cowardly and escaped. Now he is full of courage and fearlessness because he likes this person.

The world is big. Can't there be room for me who likes you?

Xie Heng was slightly stunned, then stretched out his hand to hold her, and the corners of his lips couldn't help rising slightly, "ah Jiu, at this time, you just need to close your eyes."

Warm wine smell speech, immediately cheeks red, and even the roots are like fire, quickly become red.

It's not that I haven't seen other people raise men's pets and play beautiful men in my last life. She hasn't had such a thing herself. She's seen it a lot. She thought it was a very simple thing, but it didn't seem to be as simple as she thought.

I was laughed by Xie Heng at such a time.

Really

Shame!

Wen Jiu pushed back angrily, but his waist was held by the young man. The whole man turned half a circle and fell into his arms. Both of them leaned back and leaned against a corner of the bed. The wind scattered the lavender gauze curtain, half covering their figure.

Xie Heng lowered his head and his warm breath slowly rustled on her face.

He said with a low smile, "in fact, I'm not very good at it. Please forgive me, wine girl."

Warm wine opened his apricot eyes. Before he could open his mouth, his lips were sealed by Xie Heng.

Thoughts messy, all the tenderness of love all turned into this lingering.

Wenjiu also dreamed when he was young. It's good to meet a good person at the best age and spend the rest of his life mediocrely and stably in firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea.

Later, there were only twists and turns and darkness left in the road ahead. It was not easy to save a life, and the things next to me did not dare to ask for half a cent any more.

However, fate goes around, and someone will come to you through joys and sorrows, stay with it, disperse the darkness, and the sun will shine from then on.

The house is warm and tender, and the feeling is naturally strong in the depths.

Outside the window, ye Zhiqiu, carrying the freshly cooked white porridge, nestled by the window with several green guards and looked inside. He couldn't help but be surprised, "do you think I can send this porridge or not?"

Four or five green guards turned back and looked at her subtly.

Ye Zhiqiu smiled and quietly put the bowl on the table by the window. He raised his hand and knocked on the heads of several Qingyi guards. "It's bad for the little Lord. Be careful that there's no food. Get out quickly!"

After several days of mentioning, the people quietly fell to the ground, laughing and retreating to the dark, hiding their traces.

There is a young lady here. How can they have no food!

It will be easier in the future.

....

Wenjiu has been cultivating in the wind lotus garden for several days. It's dark at the beginning of drowsiness. I can't tell what night it is today.

Later, when she got better, she asked people to send all the news from bafangcheng and Nanzhou to the wind lotus garden. She calculated that the day was approaching day by day. She stood by the window and watched the wind and cloud outside the eaves change color, and her thoughts were a little erratic.

Not long after, there was a knock at the door.

She turned her head and said in a warm voice, "come in."

At the next moment, the door opened, the sky was dark, and the wind and cloud would change. The strong wind blew the leaves all over the sky. Xie Heng in Fei clothes came in with a large soup cup in his hand, and his eyes were warm.

Wenjiu stood by the window and didn't know where to put his hand.

"I told you not to blow the wind. Why did you go to the window again?" Xie Heng closed the door calmly, walked to the table with the soup cup, opened the porcelain cover, and suddenly a burst of aroma smelled.

Warm wine opened his mouth and didn't think of anything to do. He whispered, "where I stand, there's no wind."

That's far fetched.

"Come here." Xie Heng couldn't help laughing and slowly put the soup into a small bowl. "I'll punish you for drinking two more bowls of red bean carp soup."

Wen Jiu was frightened when he saw such a soup cup. He looked at the young man with helpless eyes: "... I don't need to make it up. You can drink it."

The sound did not fall.

Xie Heng had scooped the fish soup with a small soup spoon and handed it to her lips. With a little smile in his amber eyes, he opened his mouth and said, "open your mouth."

Warm wine had to be drunk quietly.

At the moment, I regret it very much. I shouldn't tell him that I like fish soup.

No matter how much I like it, I can't stand drinking like this three times a day, plus snacks. I don't know how many fish to kill a day.

She really felt that when they didn't live in the wind lotus garden, the carp in the pool outside should be cleaned up.

"After drinking this cup, I'll ask someone to change it for you tomorrow." Xie Heng scooped another spoonful for her and handed it to her lips.

Wen Jiu couldn't help saying, "actually... My hand is not broken."

Xie Heng slightly raised his eyebrows, "huh?"

The hand under the warm wine sleeve closed gently and said slowly, "I can drink soup myself. You don't have to be so troublesome."

Xie Heng comes out day and night every day, but he will come back to accompany her with three meals a day. He feeds the soup with his own hands.

After a few days of eating, she was not used to it. In her heart, she often said, "my hand is not broken. What do you mean?"

But the youth has never served others like this. He is so considerate and meticulous in his life that people can't refuse.

The green guards in the wind lotus garden cover their eyes every day, deliberately pretending to be invisible and very artificial.

"No trouble." Xie Heng looked at her with a smile on his lips, "I just don't know how to treat you better."

Wen jiuleng looked at her and didn't speak for a long time.

Just at this time, the door was suddenly pushed open. Someone was dusty and asked, "brother Dongfeng, don't you tell me when you come out?"