Zhuang Xiaoyu's voice is lazy and coquettish, a little dumb, with the laziness and weakness after sleeping, and the weakness after losing strength.

She pushed him: "stay away from me. I used to have a lot of time to do other things. Now I spend it all on my bed and low couch. You let me waste my time!"

Her arm didn't have much strength. She pushed it on Qin Wuyan's chest like a bird rubbing against his heart. Qin Wuyan held her hand, put it on his lips, held her index finger and sent it to his mouth.

Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't care and closed her eyes. Qin Wuyan bit her index finger and rubbed it slowly between her lips and teeth, as if a dog was holding a meat bone, and the tip of his tongue swept through his finger belly, which was a little itchy.

Zhuang Xiaoyu still closed her eyes and didn't move. Qin Wuyan saw that she was still sleeping and bit her middle finger. Her teeth scraped a little from her finger belly, itching badly.

Zhuang Xiaoyu couldn't hold on. Huoran opened his eyes and took his hand out of his palm.

She stared at him. Her beautiful eyes were filled with water mist, and the corners of her eyes still had the water light that came back from a deep sleep. She was awakened and didn't sleep well. She seemed to be full of getting up, puffed her cheeks and sat up from the blanket with her arms.

The bun has spread, the long hair has spread, and the spring shirt is thin, revealing a piece of snow like skin under the neck, with subtle sweat on it.

A few strands of hair stick to the snow muscle and get wet by sweat, which makes it darker and brighter.

She leaned against the pillow, stretched out her legs straight and moved to one side, trying to stay away from Qin Wuyan, but the whole carriage was only so big and crowded with two people. Where could she move.

The more she wanted to stay away, Qin Wuyan came closer to her side, his nose was close to her neck, he could smell the smell of sweat on her body, and his hair was well maintained with jasmine essential oil

Qin Wuyan also sat up, squeezed his body, put his chest close to her shoulder, rolled her black hair, continued to smell and muttered, "you're not afraid to attract bees and butterflies like this."

Zhuang Xiaoyu glanced at him: "with you by my side, which man dares to gather around me?"

Qin Wuyan smiled dully, his face full of joy, as if he had been pleasantly pleased by her words.

Zhuang Xiaoyu said inexplicably, "what are you laughing at? Am I wrong?"

"Yes, that's right!" Qin Wuyan hugged Zhuang Xiaoyu's shoulder and circled her in his arms: "I think you smell good. It's very similar to the smell of flowers. I'm afraid I'll go to the lawn and wild flowers later and attract butterflies and bees. There's no other meaning."

Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at Qin Wuyan with a clear and handsome face. Most beautiful men and women in the world stood in front of him like a dog's tail grass that can't stand on the table, which can't be compared with the peony.

Even she herself can't compare with his face. For this, Zhuang Xiaoyu has always known herself very well.

From the first sight when she saw Qin Wuyan, she thought he looked good. She thought Junlang was the peak of this man at that time, but she didn't expect that the longer he grew, the better he looked. Despite so many hardships, he not only didn't damage his temperament, but also made him more calm and precipitated like taking off his fetus and changing bones.

It's like an unpaved black iron, forged and polished into a peerless sword, but the sword is easy to show its edge. Therefore, the sword hides itself in a scabbard inlaid with jewelry, which can match his scabbard.