Quick Wear: I'm bound to the love strategy system

The sounds of wind and snow all disappeared.

Ye Zi really wanted to hug him, but in the end she just let go of her hand that was holding his sleeve.

He tilted his head and said to him, "A gentleman's word is his bond."

He Qinggui smiled gently and added the second half of the sentence: "It is difficult to catch up with a horse with four horses."

Looking at his serious eyes, she was speechless and could only lower her head and change the subject.

Ye Zi sat on a stool and gestured to the stool next to her with her right hand: "Hurry up and sit down. I'll reveal the puzzle to you!"

No matter what Ye Zi said or did, He Qinggui never seemed surprised and just smiled and cooperated with her.

He sat on the stool with an elegant demeanor.

Baizhi brought a tray with candles, thin iron wire, an exquisite knife, a box of matches, and a small spoon padded with white paper towels on it.

Ye Zi held the orange and said to He Qinggui, "I saw this in a book. I have never made it before. Let's make an orange lamp."

He Qinggui looked at the round orange and asked Ye Zi: "So how do we make this orange lamp?"

Ye Zi was a little surprised: "Don't you know?"

He Qinggui was very calm, with a gentle and peaceful smile on his face, as if he didn't think it was shameful at all to admit his shortcomings.

"I don't know. Everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses. So, Miss Ye, can you teach me?"

Ye Zi suddenly became proud. He Qinggui didn't know everything, and she also had things she could teach him.

Ye Zi said with great joy, "I'm telling you, this is really interesting. We first cut a small circle on the side of the orange with the stem, and then use a spoon to eat the orange inside. This way we have a complete orange shell."

He Qinggui lowered his head and listened carefully to Ye Zi's words. A strand of disobedient hair fell down, and he casually tucked it behind his ear.

He asked Ye Zi softly: "Can I try it?"

Ye Zi had a mischievous smile on her face and threw the small orange directly at him.

"then!"

He Qinggui caught it steadily, without moving anything except his hands.

He smiled at Ye Zi and took the knife.

When it was unsheathed, it emitted a sharp cold light.

Perhaps because he has been practicing calligraphy for many years, his hands are very steady and he accurately makes a small opening of just the right size.

Seeing that he had completed the first step, Ye Zi hurriedly handed him the spoon.

He Qinggui didn't take it. Instead, he handed the orange to Ye Zi and tilted his head.

"You can try it next time. It's really fun and a novel experience."

Ye Zi took it happily and gently poked the orange flesh.

Carefully scooped out the pulp with a spoon, and some juice seeped out. Looking at the pulp in the spoon, Ye Ye's eyes blinked.

She put the spoon to He Qinggui's lips, her eyes full of anticipation.

"He Qinggui, do you want to taste this cute little orange? It looks so sweet to me."

Looking at Ye Zi's sparkling eyes, He Qinggui lowered his head slightly and ate the spoonful of fruit pulp.

Ye Zi observed his expression, which was still so gentle and beautiful, not like he was jealous at all.

Could it be that Baizhi lied to me and said that this orange is very sweet?

Ye Zi asked him carefully, "Is it sweet? Is it delicious?"

He Qinggui touched his nose with the tip of his index finger and gave Ye Zi a warm smile.

"It's sweet. I think it's delicious."

After hearing what he said, Ye Zi suddenly became interested and scooped another full spoonful to put into her mouth.

Seeing that Ye Zi was really going to eat, He Qinggui gave up the idea of ​​teasing her, besides, this was the spoon he had just used.

He Qinggui gently held her hand.

"I just lied. It's sour and not tasty at all."

He Qinggui spoke sincerely, but Ye Zi didn't believe it.

If you tell a lie, no one will believe you even if you tell the truth later.

This is what leaves are like. If they were really sour, how could He Qinggui not have any reaction at all just now?

She ate it all in one gulp.

The tips of He Qinggui's ears turned red again.

God, it’s so sour!

Even my teeth are sore and bitter. I wonder how He Qinggui did it just now.

He Qinggui put his handkerchief close to Ye Zi's lips, intending to make her spit it out quickly.

But how could Ye Zi do that? She spat what she had eaten into the handkerchief in He Qinggui's palm, hardened her heart, and swallowed it.

When He Qinggui saw that Ye Zi’s face was wrinkled, he felt both distressed and amused, and couldn’t help laughing out loud.

Hearing He Qinggui's smile, Ye Zi looked at He Qinggui with eyes full of disbelief.

She didn't care that she was teased by He Qinggui, after all, she was the one who teased him first.

She was just surprised.

"How can you eat such a sour and bitter orange?"

He Qinggui smiled calmly.

"Maybe it's because I was in poor health when I was young and I often took medicine, so I developed this problem."

Ye Zi was very surprised that this was the reason, after all, He Qinggui looked very healthy now.

"Why were you in poor health when you were a child?"

He Qinggui's smile faded a little, but he still answered Ye Zi's question.

"My mother had some accidents when she was pregnant with me."

Ye Zi noticed that He Qinggui was in a bad mood and quickly changed the subject.

"Hmm, let me think about what to do next. Put the small candle into the orange and fix it, then use the wire to pass through it to make a handle..."

Seeing Ye Zi clumsily changing the subject, He Qinggui also followed suit.

It is rare to see such poor rhetoric, but no matter how good the rhetoric is, it cannot compare to true feelings, right?

There are so many false feelings, only sincerity is the most precious.

He Qinggui had very dexterous hands and finished the work quickly under Ye Zi's instructions.

Ye Zi wrapped the two iron wires around a small round stick carved with a ruyi pattern and picked it up carefully.

Although it is a bit simple, it looks full of rustic cuteness and has a unique wild charm.

Ye Zi said, "Let's light the candles."

He Qinggui shook his head: "A small orange lamp can only be turned on once. It's daytime now. Wouldn't it be a waste if it was turned on?"

After hearing this, Ye Zi put the baby safely into the small box that Bai Zhi had just handed over to her.

"We will make other small orange lanterns in the future. What's the point of wasting them? If we have a chance someday, let's light these small orange lanterns for a night tour!"

Ye Zi handed him the box containing the small orange lamp and said, "You are more meticulous. I will leave this small box to you for safekeeping."

He Qinggui took the box and held it carefully: "I will keep it well, and look forward to traveling at night with a candle one day."

The fun game time is over, and the next step is piano practice.

He Qinggui did not take Ye Zi to practice the guqin at the beginning, but tuned the guqin first.

When he was playing the guitar yesterday, he discovered that the relative pitch of the guitar was actually not accurate. Since he didn't bring any tools with him yesterday, he didn't mention this.

He Qinggui handed the small box to the servant boy, thinking that he would need the small orange lamp soon.

But things often go against one's wishes. The little orange lamp rotted and died in the box.

He Qinggui never found an opportunity to go out with Ye Zi at night with candlelight.

Ye Zi's interest came and went quickly when she was young, and she never made a small orange lantern with He Qinggui again.

As the two grew up, Ye Zi had lost her former innocence, and she would no longer be a little orange lantern with He Qinggui even though He Qinggui offered to do so.

It was as if the little orange lamp had rotted away and disappeared in time.