Chapter 120

"What are you looking at?" A deep voice suddenly rang out behind her. Song Xijiao was startled and turned around suddenly. However, she slipped and almost fell down. Fortunately, Zhong Chun was quick and quick, and hugged her with a dull voice and a bad smile. "On purpose? You've been throwing yourself at me all day

Song Xijiao nests in his arms and pokes his face with spring Jasmine branches: "yes, how can you be so smart? This can be found."

Zhong Chun laughs and breaks a flower branch from her hand and inserts it in her hair. However, she doesn't want it to be too thick. Instead of inserting it, he messes up her fine bun.

Song Xijiao jumped out of his arms in anger, straightened her hair bun with her hands and glared at him.

"It's coming home. Mess it up." Zhong Chun took her hand and went home.

Song Xijiao had to give up if she didn't have a mirror and wanted to tidy it up. But when she saw Zhong Chun's face, her mouth was always smiling, as if she was in a good mood. She could not help saying, "what's good today?"

Zhong Chun looked at her and didn't understand, "eh?"

It seems that there is nothing wrong with him. Why is he in such a good mood? Song Xijiao knows to ask him certainly also can't ask, only in the heart curious.

At the door of his home, song Xijiao was about to open the door when Zhong Chun suddenly glanced aside. His eyes were cold and sharp, just like a tiger or a leopard catching prey.

He suddenly pressed song Xijiao's shoulder and whispered, "you go home first, I'll do something and come back soon." Then he opened the door directly with his big hand, pushed song Xijiao into the courtyard, closed the door again, and turned to rush into the night.

On this day, Zhong Chun didn't come back until very late in the moonlight.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw song Xijiao sitting in the yard, holding her cheek stiffly. Seeing him back, she did not speak. She could not help asking, "what's the matter?"

As soon as song Xijiao saw that she had not asked him, he asked about himself. He snorted in his heart, and decided not to say a word to him tonight, so he got up and walked into the room.

Sure enough, as soon as she was angry, Zhong Chun caught up with her nervously, grabbed her arm and pressed her against the wall. His eyes were fixed on her eyes and asked with a smile, "what's your temper?"

"I don't have a temper, you..."

Song Xijiao was just about to ask him why you came back so late. Suddenly, her nose turned hard, she leaned over him and sniffed like a dog. Then she widened her eyes in surprise.

Zhong Chun's body actually has the smell of woman's powder and perfume!

She raised her head and glared at Zhong Chun.

Seeing that she was lying on her body and sniffing around, Zhong Chun knew that something was wrong. Sure enough, he was staring at himself. Although he didn't say anything, he was clearly questioning.

He had no choice but to explain: "on the way back, I met a woman who had hurt her foot. I sent her to the door of the house and left a smell carelessly."

"Is that woman, cui'e?" Song Xijiao gave him a look.

Zhongchun is funny. Of course, he knows about cui'e and Lao Zhu. Now one of them is exiled and the other is still in prison. She even compares herself to Lao Zhu.

He leaned down and said in her ear, "Lao Zhu didn't have a wife. I have a wife. Naturally it's different."

"What's the difference? You haven't left the woman's fragrance on your body!" Song Xijiao bit her lips. Although she knew that Zhong Chun would not be fooling around outside, she was very uncomfortable.

Seeing that she was serious, Zhong Chun sighed slightly, reached for her waist, held her in his arms, and bowed his head to kiss her earlobe: "my heart is very small. I can't bear to be small. Now that someone lives in it, it's full, and those next to it will never come into my eyes again. "

Song Xijiao was hot all over and pushed his shoulder with shame: "numbness! Your clothes are dirty. Take them off and I'll wash them for you

She just doesn't like the smell of other women on Zhong Chun's body.

Zhong Chun chuckled and held her hand: "it's still cold. I'll wash it myself." Finish saying to see her still drag not to put, add a sentence, "change immediately, wash immediately."

Song Xijiao then showed a smile and jumped back to her room.

After a while, as expected, she heard the sound of washing clothes in the yard. As soon as she laughed, she ran to the window and opened the window. As soon as I opened the window, I heard Zhong Chun's voice: "don't open the window. Be careful of the cool air."

Song Xijiao said, "it's warm! The winter here is so short that it's only two months cold? "

Zhong Chun, washing clothes, looked up at her and asked, "is winter short here? So, where is winter long? "

Song Xijiao knew that she had let out her mouth for a moment, so she closed the window and pretended that nothing had happened.

The next day, after breakfast, song's mother sent chestnuts to school. Zhong Chun packed up his things and set out to go up the mountain again. Song Xijiao leaned against the doorframe and said casually, "if you meet a woman who has sprained her feet again, be careful to leave fragrance and be found by me."

Zhong Chun's action of inserting a dagger into his boots stopped and raised his head with a smile: "OK, I promise you won't find it."

"You Song Xijiao pulled out the flowers in the vase beside him and threw them at him.

Zhong Chun held it in one hand, went over, put the flower branches back into the vase, and then bent down slightly, imprinted a gentle kiss on her forehead, pinched her chin and said, "go to Ling Ziqing and pay attention to your discretion. Even if you don't leave fragrance, I can find clues.""Who is like you!" Song Xijiao pushed him with a red cheek.

Zhong Chun leaves home with a smile.

Song Xijiao also went into the kitchen, packed the food for Ling Ziqing and took it to Ling Fu. After entering lingfu, he didn't rush to see Ling Ziqing. He first fried the medicine for his wife to see. Then he took the food box to see him.

At this time, Ling Ziqing just got up.

Since Song Xijiao's medicine can sleep at night, he began to become sleepy. As long as song Xijiao doesn't come, she often doesn't think of it.

But as long as I hear that song Xijiao is coming, she will immediately get up and change her clothes.

Today, he is still dressed in white, graceful and gentle as jade.

Despite seeing him every day recently, song Xijiao is still amazed.

When Ling Ziqing saw her running about, her forehead was slightly moist with sweat. He wiped her with a handkerchief and poured her a bowl of tea. When she came to rest, he opened the food box and began to eat.

When he ate, he chewed slowly and tastefully. Song Xijiao only enjoyed watching. In this way, I can't help joking: "master Ling's words and deeds can be included in the painting. I don't know how many women in the world envy the breeze. They can enjoy it day and night."

Hearing this, Ling Ziqing looked up at Song Xijiao and said with a smile, "if you have this chance, do you want it?"

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