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half of the body.The two finally fell asleep together in the sunlight.

Chapter 15

"Princess, have you forgotten me!" In the vagueness, it seemed as if a pair of hands suddenly grabbed his shoulders.

"Princess, how can you be with this bastard surnamed Tang! The person who loves you the most is me! Turn around and look at me, princess!"

Sima Ji dimly turned his head, only to see a pair of bloody hands clutching his shoulders tightly, and those dirty hands left a fingerprint on his white clothes.Just when I was about to get angry, I suddenly raised my head, only to find that the man's body was fine but he was missing a head!

"Princess! I go through fire and water for your Sima family. Is that how you treat me!" The headless body suddenly clenched its fists, but then laughed sinisterly, "Princess, don't you like me? Now I, Xu Xian Even if you die, you still want to marry me in the dark!" As he spoke, he swayed and rushed over...

"Brother Xian, don't!" Shouting loudly, Sima Ji suddenly opened his eyes.

It's still everything familiar around, this house, this layout, this furnishings... and the dazzling and outrageous sunlight outside.And all of this is real.

"Dreaming?" Tang Huoqi sat up, picked up his blanket and covered her body.

Holding the blanket together, Sima Ji took a deep breath greedily.The familiar and pleasant smell of wine seemed to have a reason to make people stable, and gradually became stable.

Sima Ji raised his head, looked at her wrinkled underwear, and suddenly remembered what happened last night, that intimate intimacy, that throbbing throb... and couldn't help feeling more ashamed on his face.

"Huo Qi, last night..."

"Does it hurt? Or is it uncomfortable somewhere? Are you injured?" Seeing Sima Ji hesitated to speak, Tang Huoqi thought it was because of her physical discomfort and was embarrassed to say it, so he asked.

Speaking of injuries, Sima Ji hurriedly raised her right hand and put it in front of her eyes carefully, "How is your hand?"

"What? Want it again early in the morning?" Tang Huoqi turned around, pinched Sima Ji's white and delicate hands, kissed the corners of her mouth, and pressed down on her. The blanket was torn away, It reveals a large piece of naked skin, and the dense traces of happiness on it make people dazzled...

Following her gaze, Sima Ji realized that his body was covered with imaginative things, and he felt ashamed and irritable, so he quickly covered it with his hands.

"Don't move." Tang Huoqi pulled her hand away, and suddenly stared seriously into her eyes, "Sima Ji, you are not allowed to have anyone else in your heart, only me. If you really like someone else, you must tell me .I hate others to lie to me."

Before Sima Ji could answer, she said to herself again: "It's a rare day today, I finished washing up. I'll take you out for breakfast."

Sima Ji nodded obediently, and called Dongmei to come in to serve her. She then went out with Tang Huoqi in the new Jiangnan style clothes she made last time.

"Where are we going this time?"

Tang Huoqi smiled, held her slender hand, and said: "I'm afraid this place won't be up to par today, but the taste is really good. Princess just follow me."

The two of them walked together peacefully for a while, then Tang Huoqi led Sima Ji into a small shop, found a fairly clean seat and sat down.There were not many people in the store at the moment, Tang Huoqi only stretched out two fingers at the shopkeeper, the shopkeeper nodded, pulled Xiao Er to say something, then continued to move the abacus with his head down, and dialed the beads There was a loud bang.

"Huh? Is this the end?" Sima Ji felt a little surprised when he saw the actions of the two.

"This store only sells one kind of noodles, and there's nothing else to order. At most, I'll add an extra marinated egg to your noodles."

"If someone wants to eat duck feet, duck heads, peanuts and pickled melons, don't you?"

"No." Tang Huoqi grabbed the teapot on the table, made two full cups, took a sip of hot tea, and sighed comfortably in his heart.

"What a strange store. Everyone wants to have everything. But he only makes this one thing, isn't he afraid of losing money?"

"The store is a sensible person who sees through the world, so he does this! If you like this noodle, you will come. If you don't like it, it won't work if you ask it thousands of times. Weak water is three thousand, it depends on you Love him or not."

After silently taking the cup of steaming tea, Sima Ji lowered his head and pondered these words carefully.Is this talking about eating, or is it talking about...

"Noodles here! You two, take your time!" Xiao Er quickly brought the things up.

Sima Ji saw it, but it was a bowl of noodles.

"This shredded pork noodles with pickled vegetables is the most fragrant, refreshing and non-greasy. It is really willing to die to eat a bowl so hot in winter!" After finishing speaking, he took out a pair of wooden chopsticks from the chopstick holder and handed them to him. Sima Ji, using his own chopsticks to turn over her dough, pushed her down in front of her, "Taste!"

That unattractive bowl of noodles really couldn't whet my appetite.Sima Ji only picked out a few noodles, put them in his mouth and tasted...

"Huh?" This is the second sound after entering the store.

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Tang Huoqi smiled and turned his face, Hululu took a big bite, and nodded to Sima Ji with his bulging cheeks, "The pickled vegetables are crisp and delicious, and the noodles are long and thin. The soup is strong, the soup has an endless aftertaste, and the most rare thing is the shredded pork, which just makes up for the shortcoming of the noodles being too refreshing. How is it? Not only people can’t be judged by their appearance, but also the noodles, right? "

Sima Ji rolled his eyes sideways, ignored the man, and continued to eat noodles.

"Huh?" This time Tang Huoqi uttered, "Shopkeeper, is this wrong? There's nothing wrong with this stewed egg!"

"It's for the two of you. Half of each person will be with you forever." The shopkeeper still didn't raise his head, thinking about his abacus, and slapped the beads.

good.Tang Huoqi thought silently in his heart.

Although born in the south, Tang Huoqi's favorite staple food over rice is noodles, especially noodles in soup.Looking at the bowls of steaming noodles, my heart seems to be warmed, so that those unpleasant and indifferent things can be temporarily put aside.

Everyone in the Tang family knew that the young master's favorite staple food was noodles, but the strange thing was that she didn't eat them often.It is only occasionally that I come back from socializing with people in the middle of the night, and let someone simply serve a bowl of noodles under a flickering candle, and then swallow the noodles in large mouthfuls alone, which is mixed with inhuman sadness and often uncontrollable loneliness. In his mouth, there is still the extravagant hope for a love that is far away.

And the love that Tang Huoqi is looking forward to may be like the noodles she loves, it will flow forever.

The two left the noodle shop, facing a busy street.It was not yet noon, and the streets were crowded with people.

Suddenly, I just felt a tight palm.Sima Ji looked back at her in doubt.

"Ji'er, let me draw a picture for you."

……

Tang Huoqi took out a piece of silver and gave it to the scholar at the painting booth.He picked up the paintbrush and spread out the paper, and after a little thought, he quickly wrote.

The faint ink smeared on the paper little by little, with some wet and heartbeat, and the delicate and careful brushstrokes slowly outlined the delicate face and facial features.

Elegant yet beautiful, coquettish yet dignified, majestic yet beautiful.The proud and cold gesture between the eyebrows of the painter is exactly the same as Sima Ji.

The most rare thing is not that Tang Huoqi is a good painter, but that... there is someone in her heart.

Chapter 16

The game is in the game, the picture is in the picture.The death of a fish is not because the net is broken, it is naturally cinnabar mo.

"Dongmei, take down the painting on the bedside and replace it with this one."

"Princess!" Dongmei stared at Sima Ji with wide-eyed eyes, her voice filled with unspeakable joy and surprise, "Are you really going to replace this painting?"

Without answering, Sima Ji went to the bedside, took off the painting himself, and hung another one on it.

The one just hung up was painted by Tang Huoqi himself years ago, and there is a small seal of hers on the lower right corner.

"It's still a beautiful painting!" Dongmei praised.

Sima Ji glanced at her, "Where is this painting good?"

"This... I can't tell you the specific servant girl. In terms of likeness, this painting is not as good as the previous portrait of you. But when I look at this painting, I can immediately think of you! I just find it pleasing to the eye! It makes me feel at ease!"

It turned out that even others could see it.Sima Ji remained silent, and just used a small gold spoon to pick some rose ginger candy from the plate and put it into his mouth, the sweetness immediately entered his heart.

One is similar in form but not similar in spirit, the other is similar in spirit but not similar in shape, the other is that the meaning of the monarch and his subjects is more than the personal relationship between children, and the other is that the intimacy is beyond words-it is clear at a glance who is higher and who is lower.

Sima Ji sighed, why did it take me so long to understand such a simple thing.If he hadn't met Tang Huoqi, he might have to struggle for a few years before he could wake up...

"Princess, princess..." Dongmei looked at her embarrassedly while holding the old painting, "Should this painting be put away or..."

"Burn it!"

After following Sima Ji for so long, Dongmei understood immediately: My master finally understands!

"Okay!" After agreeing happily, Dongmei held the portrait, ready to stuff the painting into the stove and burn it completely with a big fire.

"Wait a minute, you set up a brazier, I will come in person."

I have had such an old dream for so long, let me end it all by myself!

In the future... and only in the future.

"Crack!" The scroll that had been treasured for so long was thrown into the brazier.Tongues of fire swallowed bit by bit, flying ashes...

Finally, it's over!

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