That lame prince stood up and kissed me

After a month, Jiang Xiaoman finally had a good night's sleep, sleeping comfortably in Rong Ting's arms.

He was too excited the day before, and this day he slept very late. When he opened his eyes, the sky outside the window was already bright, and there were faint voices coming from the yard, but Jiang Xiaoman couldn't hear them clearly.

"Hmm..." Jiang Xiaoman stretched and rolled around on the bed.The bed was too small, he almost rolled out of the bed, and immediately woke up.

What about Rong Ting?

Jiang Xiaoman lifted the quilt to look, and found that Rong Ting was gone.

He put on his shoes and planned to go out to have a look, but when he came to the door, he heard the conversation in the yard clearly.

Widow: "This kid just doesn't like to study, even if he goes to school, he won't be able to. It's a waste of money!"

Rong Ting: "One person has one's own talent, it cannot be forced."

Xiao Yuan: "That's right, Mom! I won't study anymore, let me go to work!"

Rong Ting: "However, literacy is still very important. If you can read and write well, you will earn more than others in the future."

Xiao Yuan: "When will I be able to read through it?"

Rong Ting: "It depends on your hard work. If you want your mother to save some money and worry less, then you should study hard in the school from now on."

Widow: "Look at what the young master said! Sure enough, people who have read books are different."

Jiang Xiaoman: "???"

Who is that outside chatting with people?Rong Ting?

Jiang Xiaoman opened the door suspiciously, and sure enough, he saw Rong Ting, Xiao Yuan, and the widow sitting in a row in the yard.

The stinky prince who was so cold in the palace and never greeted anyone was sitting on the ground chatting with the people, Jiang Xiaoman was shocked.

wrong!Didn't he let Rong Ting hide!Why did Rong Ting come out!

When the three of them heard Jiang Xiaoman's door opening, they all turned to look at Jiang Xiaoman.

Jiang Xiaoman was stared at by three pairs of eyes, and immediately didn't know what to say.He winked at Rong Ting and asked Rong Ting what was going on, but Rong Ting just smiled and said nothing.

It was the widow who laughed first, and said, "Young Master Jiang, that's great!"

"Good morning..." Jiang Xiaoman whispered, not knowing whether he should go out or hide, he looked at the widow's gossipy smile, and had a vague premonition.

Sure enough, the widow said next sentence: "Your husband has been up for more than half an hour."

Jiang Xiaoman: "???"

"What husband!"

"Oh, we all know." The widow covered her mouth and smiled, "No wonder you didn't answer when I asked you if you were married earlier, so you ran away from home."

Jiang Xiaoman was dumbfounded, the widow said something more, and then he understood what Rong Ting had been talking nonsense to the widow.

It turned out that Rong Ting also went to bed late in the morning, and Xiao Yuan didn't wait for Jiang Xiaoman to come out to eat, so he went directly to the house to deliver the meal like yesterday.As soon as he opened the door, he bumped into Rong Ting.

When more people came out of the room, Xiao Yuan was taken aback, but Rong Ting was very calm, and simply went out of the room in a fair manner.

Rong Ting said that he was Jiang Xiaoman's husband, and his parents did not allow their marriage, so they eloped after worshiping heaven and earth in private.It's just that Rong Ting was detained by his parents and Jiang Xiaoman left a step too early, so Rong Ting escaped from home to look for Jiang Xiaoman.

This kind of romantic story of worshiping heaven and earth quickly convinced the widow, and Rong Ting was handsome again, the widow immediately let go of her guard and chatted with Rong Ting.

The liar!Not a single word of truth!Who wants to elope with him!

Jiang Xiaoman gritted his teeth and said, "Eldest sister, don't believe him! Who worshiped the heavens and the earth with him!"

He had just finished speaking, but Rong Ting and the widow both laughed again, Rong Ting said: "I'm right, he must have said nothing about it."

The widow also laughed and said, "Look at the blushing face!"

Jiang Xiaoman was furious, he wanted to deny it again, but the widow said again: "I remember now! That handkerchief that Mr. Jiang keeps in his hand every day, I'm afraid it belongs to you!"

Rong Ting raised his eyebrows: "What handkerchief?"

"Don't say it!"

Before it was too late, the widow already had a gossipy face and said: "Mr. Jiang has a handkerchief, which he always holds in his hand. I said he was hurt by lovesickness, but he still didn't admit it. You didn't see it. He looked at the expression on the handkerchief, and looked at it Like a lover."

"Oh?" Rong Ting turned his eyes and looked at Jiang Xiaoman with great interest, "What handkerchief, I have to see it."

The widow asked, "You don't know?"

Rong Ting said: "I don't know, I have to see if he still took someone else's handkerchief, and he has moved on."

Rong Ting stood up as he said that, Jiang Xiaoman took a step back, and subconsciously went to cover the place where the handkerchief was placed on his chest, seeing Rong Ting looking at him, he hurriedly put down his hand again.

"Excuse me." Rong Ting said to the widow and Xiao Yuan, and then walked towards Jiang Xiaoman.

"Don't come here!" Jiang Xiaoman didn't have time to hide, and was picked up by Rong Ting.

"There are people outside! Don't be presumptuous!"

Rong Ting closed the door, "Let me see what kind of handkerchief it is."

"Nothing like that!"

Rong Ting didn't care, just threw him on the bed and pressed him over.

Jiang Xiaoman wanted to hide, but he couldn't resist at all. He was pulled out after two or three handkerchiefs, and was pressed on the bed and kissed several times.

Jiang Xiaoman lay powerlessly on the bed and complained, "You push too much."

Rong Ting got up with a handkerchief and came to the table, Jiang Xiaoman saw that he didn't speak, and threw him a pillow.

Rong Ting was not annoyed when he was thrown by the pillow, he turned his head, and just now he had a smug smile on his face, but now his expression was a little shy.He said softly, "Gu is very happy."

"What are you happy about?"

"I'm glad you miss Gu too."

"Who yearns for you..."

This time Rong Ting stopped talking to tease Jiang Xiaoman, just sat at the table, holding the handkerchief and smiling slightly.

His expression was extremely happy, and Jiang Xiaoman's heart was sweet for some reason after seeing him.

Jiang Xiaoman felt a little annoyed when he realized what was going on in his mind, so he opened the door and went out again.

The widow had already gone to work, Xiao Yuan also went to school, and Jiang Xiaoman went to sit in the courtyard.Today is a bit colder than before, and the wind is very cold on the face.

Suddenly the wind on his body stopped, Jiang Xiaoman raised his head and found that Rong Ting had also come out.Rong Ting shielded Jiang Xiaoman from the wind, and sat down next to Jiang Xiaoman.

Rong Ting was still holding the handkerchief, Jiang Xiaoman turned his eyes away, but unconsciously leaned on Rong Ting again.

Rong Ting looked up at the sky and said, "Today is Xiao Han, and it will only get colder every day."

"Will it snow?"

"It will snow in the capital, maybe it will snow a little today."

Rong Ting asked: "Were you born in Xiaoman?"

Jiang Xiaoman nodded, and Rong Ting smiled again: "Xiaoman's river is full, and there is a lot of rain, so a year is a bumper year."

The sound of pedestrians talking outside the small courtyard was noisy, but it seemed that the small courtyard was extraordinarily quiet.

"Xiao Man, Gu likes you."

"I know."

"Then what do you say?"

"I have no idea."

"Before you said that you were too old to be polite, but now you are, this is no longer an excuse."

Jiang Xiaoman was at a loss for words, and after a long time he whispered: "But I'm not from this world, so I might leave someday."

Rong Ting said: "The living are passers-by, the dead are returnees, and the same is true for living people. If I want to be with you one more day, I don't want to miss one more day."

Jiang Xiaoman didn't answer again, the wind was blowing in the courtyard, only the whistling of the wind could be heard between the two of them, as if there were only two of them left in the world.

After a while, Jiang Xiaoman said: "If one day you come to my world, remember to find me."

Rong Ting said: "It's a deal."

"If you can't go, don't forget me."

"I promise you alone."

Jiang Xiaoman turned around and hugged Rong Ting, and buried his face in Rong Ting's chest.

"Okay." Jiang Xiaoman trembled.

"What's good?" Rong Ting asked, his voice trembling a little.

"Anywhere is fine, whatever you say is fine, it's up to you."

A piece of snowflakes fell gently from the sky, and the wind picked up in an instant, thousands of snowflakes floated to the sky and the earth.

Rong Ting hugged Jiang Xiaoman, looked up at the snowflakes all over the sky, and couldn't help laughing.

The sky is full of snow and snow, and the coming year will have a good harvest.

Today is a good day.