Madam is a Superstar

Just come back, just come back, let Sister see if you've lost weight?

Miaoshui pinched Sima Zhen's face just like when she was a child, even though Sima Zhen is now more than a head taller than her, shaking his head while pinching,

Tsk tsk tsk, I've lost more than 20 catties, look at the flesh on this face, and the feeling of pinching is not as good as before.

Didn't the letter tell you to go to the Tiandi No. 1 Bank to take it out if you don't have any silver taels? How can so much silver taels make you poor?

Sima Zhen lowered his head cooperatively and let Miaoshui pinch his face, there was some kind of affection hidden in his eyes besides the admiration.

Sister, I'm not thin, but sister is getting more and more beautiful, so beautiful that Ah Zhen dare not recognize it from a distance.

There is a age difference of about ten years between the two, even if Miaoshui is keenly aware that the younger brother sees himself differently from others,

And I don't think about the romantic love between men and women, and just take a look at the child and drag him into the palace.

It's just that you have a sweet mouth since you were a child, and you will make sister happy, unlike that dead child Song Qing who only thinks about that child Nangong in his mind, haven't you eaten yet?

A large table of your favorite meals is waiting for you in the priest's hall. By the way, how have you traveled outside these few years?

Can you raise your views on our metaphysics? It was also because the master insisted on you traveling in the palace,

Said that if you see too much suffering in the world, you will be able to suppress your rebellious bones, otherwise you would not suffer the crime of wandering...

Senior sister and junior brother walked forward side by side talking and laughing, and the young servant hurriedly chased behind with his burden.

The three of them just left,

A simple carriage left the palace on the back foot, heading towards the Imperial College,

In the carriage, Xiao Songqing held a book in her hand and seemed to be sitting in a well-behaved manner.

However, his mind was not on the book at all, and those slanted eyes would glance at the opposite side from time to time,

Well,

Husband is still so good-looking, and he looks good-looking when he reads seriously, I really want to hug him again.

Song Qing. Nangong Yu put down the book, with a hint of helplessness in his voice.

Song Qing's wandering thoughts were pulled back, and Song Qing blinked her eyes, as if she was suddenly called by the teacher in class and subconsciously responded,

exist!

very good,

Almost got up at the carriage stop.

Nangong Yu sighed, closed the pages of the book, put the books in the blue backpack, got up, sat down beside Song Qing,

Ah, Brother Ayu...

Song Qing's heart was about to jump out, there was a villain in her heart cheering excitedly,

This is the first time that brother A Yu took the initiative to approach him, and then, next, will brother A Yu, will he...

Thinking of picking flowers in the imperial garden by chance, hiding behind the rockery and seeing the scene when the emperor kissed the concubine Xian,

Song Qing's little face that was gradually growing was extremely red, brother A Yu, no way!

Is it the husband, the husband will, will kiss himself like the emperor and the concubine Xian...

The little girl's face was buried lower and lower, and even the hand holding the book was squeezed tighter and tighter because of nervousness,

Nangong Yu frowned in confusion, thinking that the little girl was feeling unwell and lowered her head to ask,

But after looking down, she realized that Song Qing was holding the book upside down.

Nangong Yu: ...

Her thin lips pursed, not knowing what to say, she inadvertently caught a blush on Song Qing's cheek from the corner of her eye,

Recalling the heavy rain yesterday, the little girl waited for her business at the gate of the Imperial College holding an umbrella,

The furrowed eyebrows deepened, and without even thinking about reaching out to touch Song Qing's forehead to test the temperature, but after a long while, he couldn't figure out why.

He was even more puzzled, so he held up the little girl's flushed face with his hands hesitantly, Why are you blushing?

Are you sick?

Thinking over and over in his head, Song Qing even thought of how many children the two of them should have in the future, and the names of the children one by one.

????

Children, do you have many question marks?

Why, why did brother A Yu ask her if she was alive, and agreed to kiss her? What about getting married and having a baby?

The little girl's dumbfounded appearance made people laugh, Nangong Yu coughed lightly, and said with concern, What's wrong with you?

snort!

Song Qing was extremely depressed, she turned around and didn't want to pay attention to Nangong Yu, but she didn't hold on for a few breaths before turning back in a twisted manner,

Then what, Brother Ayu, do you know what kissing means?

Xiao Songqing felt that perhaps it wasn't that brother A Yu didn't want to kiss her, but that brother A Yu didn't know what kissing was at all.

After all, if she hadn't seen the emperor kissing the concubine Xian in the imperial garden and asked the master again, she wouldn't know what a kiss is,

The more Song Qing thought about it,

The more I feel it makes sense, the more I feel that I am really a good doll who can empathize with my master.

How do you know this kind of thing?

The expression on Nangong Yujunyi's face was very unnatural, and he didn't understand how the little girl knew about kissing...knowing this.

Song Qing's eyes lit up, and she casually threw the book she was still holding aside, and leaned over to Nangong Yu with bright eyes and said in surprise,

Brother Ayu, you know, how about we kiss each other too?

The latter sentence Song Qing spoke in a very low voice, and her mouth was almost close to Nangong Yu's ear,

After he finished speaking, he felt embarrassed for asking, and his little face, which had not faded from the blush, flushed again.

not good!

Nangong Yu didn't want to refuse, not only got up so quickly, but also sat back in his original seat like a scourge behind him,

It happened that a ray of spring breeze blew into the curtain of the carriage, and the messy black hair just covered Nangong Yu's red ears,

Facing the puzzled and ignorant eyes cast by the little girl, Nangong Yu took a deep breath with the help of the spring breeze, and then asked,

Who, who taught you this, Priest?

Song Qing didn't know what happened to her brother A Yu, so she ran over to Nangong Yu and sat down beside her, shaking her head honestly,

No, I saw the Emperor and Concubine Xian...

Before she finished speaking, Nangong Yu blocked her mouth with her hand, Song Qing's slender eyelashes flickered, and she silently asked what's wrong?

Nangong Yu's mind was full of kisses from Song Qing's mouth at the moment, and the palm of his hand inadvertently felt the girl's extremely soft lips,

In an instant, he withdrew his hand as hot as the fire, lifted the curtain of the carriage extremely uncomfortably, and said,

Don't ever talk to me like that again.

Song Qing didn't understand, and didn't know what to think. She nodded depressedly and then asked sullenly,

Oh, I remember, you are not allowed to say such things to brother A Yu, then I will talk to other people...

No!

Nangong Yu directly lowered the curtain of the carriage to interrupt Song Qing's soliloquy, those dark eyes were more serious and deep than ever before,

Seeing that the little girl seemed to be frightened by himself, and deliberately relaxed her expression, she said slowly,

It's not allowed to say this kind of thing to others, no one can do it, you know?

Song Qing was really frightened by Nangong Yu's sudden and aggravated tone just now, and she still hadn't recovered yet, so she answered the words blankly,

Why, why?

Nangong Yu looked away and did not dare to look at Song Qing, afraid that the selfishness in his heart that wanted to take the little girl as his own would be noticed by the little girl,

No, why, just don't say it. If you let me know that you said this to others, I will never pay attention to you again.