Shuoyun Feidu

The slender fingers with thin calluses slowly grasped the warm hosta.Mu Qinghan's expression remained the same, and he only said in a deep voice: "...it is indeed a very important thing.".

Hearing what he said, Beitang Rongdu laughed casually and said, "Since this is the case, it must be a family heirloom?" Mu Qinghan narrowed his eyes indifferently, and said, "No." He clenched his fingers unconsciously The hairpin, in the end, still spit out a sentence: "...It's a thing for a wife."

Beitang Rongdu's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but glanced at the jade hairpin again, but there was nothing unusual on his face, just as if casually, he slightly raised his eyebrows, showing a trace of surprise that should be under normal circumstances With a natural expression on his face, he smiled and said, "Oh? I've never heard that you are married." Mu Qinghan has never mentioned this matter to anyone, even to his parents, he only mentioned it briefly at the beginning. After a while, but facing Beitang Rongdu at this time, it seemed a little strange that he did not reject talking about it to him, so he slowly said in a deep voice: "...she has agreed to the marriage, but there has been a sudden change later. , it’s not enough to get married.”

When Beitang Rongdu heard this, he slowly thought about the memory in his heart, and finally remembered vaguely that this hairpin seemed to be the item he wore when he was "Rong Rong", and it was the item he personally promised to give to him back then. When Mu Qinghan got married, he took it out of his hair and used it as a token, but he didn't expect Mu Qinghan to keep it carefully until now... Beitang Rongdu didn't know what to say for a while, so he didn't move Averted his eyes sensually, a few red plum trees outside the window painted a thick red on the snow-capped ground, and looking from a distance, it was full of coldness of ice and snow.Beitang Rongdu said in a low voice: "Today we have hot wine, why don't we have dinner together here."

So Mu Qinghan stayed for lunch.During the period, there was warm wine, and Mu Qinghan might have been in a bad mood, so he drank a lot. He rarely drank alcohol, and his drinking capacity was quite shallow. By the time the meal was over, he was already drunk.Seeing Mu Qinghan lying drunk on the table, Shen Hanyan looked at Beitang Rongdu, smiled and said, "I don't know that Mr. Mu can drink so much." Beitang Rongdu shook his head, took tea and rinsed He opened his mouth and told Shen Hanyan: "Help him to bed for a while, and then ask someone to bring some hangover soup." Shen Hanyan nodded, stood up and helped Mu Qinghan up, but Mu Qinghan didn't respond , let Chen Hanyan support him, it's a pity that he has no martial arts, but he is no different from ordinary people when he is drunk, half-closed his eyes, and was supported by Shen Hanyan all the way back to Beitang Rongdu's bedroom.

Shen Hanyan helped Mu Qinghan to lie down on the bed slowly, then took off his coat, took off his shoes, and pulled the quilt to cover him up. He was used to serving Beitang Rongdu, so this action was very familiar .Mu Qinghan was deep in thought, closed his eyes and did not move, but Beitang Rongdu happened to come in at this time, holding a bowl of hangover soup in his hand, walked to the bed and handed it to Shen Hanyan, saying: "Give him a drink." " Shen Hanyan took the bowl, lifted Mu Qinghan's upper body, brought the edge of the bowl to his lips, and slowly poured down a bowl of hangover soup, but not long after feeding the soup, Mu Qinghan suddenly Frowning, Shen Hanyan saw that he was going to vomit, so he hurriedly brought a water bowl over, and sure enough, Mu Qinghan kept throwing up drunk, and Beitang Rongdu next to him watched, sighed in his heart, and waited for Mu Qing to vomit. After vomiting from the cold, he asked the maid to bring in hot water and a towel, wiped Mu Qinghan's hands and face, fed him hot tea, rinsed his mouth, and put a piece of incense under the base of his tongue, so that he could lie down peacefully alright.

There was a smell of alcohol in the room, Shen Hanyan opened the window, waited until the smell of alcohol dissipated, then closed it again, and lit some sandalwood to burn it.

After the two were so busy, Beitang Rongdu sat by the bed, and seeing that Mu Qinghan seemed to be lying still, he said to Shen Hanyan: "Go and rest, I will also sleep for a while." Shen Hanyan glanced at the man lying quietly on the bed with his eyes closed, and hesitated for a while: "It's better for me to be here, I'm afraid Mr. Mu might need someone else to serve him, or ask someone to come over to watch... Mr. How can you do such a thing." Beitang Rongdu smiled and said: "You don't know, but he is very honest when he sleeps, and he doesn't need anyone to serve here, you just go and rest." Hearing this, Han Yan was relieved to go out.

Beitang Rongdu was sitting by the bed, just about to stand up, but suddenly caught a glimpse of a green jade hairpin on the bed, it must have been dropped by Mu Qinghan when he was in a hurry.He picked up the jade hairpin, slid his finger over the beads inlaid on it, and then turned his eyes to the man who was lying on the couch with his eyes closed.

Mu Qinghan's face was burning red, his nostrils fluttered slightly, and his sword eyebrows frowned. He must have been quite uncomfortable after being drunk. Beitang Rongdu looked at him, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, so he put the hairpin in properly. She fell into his arms, but before she could withdraw her hand, someone grabbed his wrist suddenly.

Mu Qinghan didn't know when he opened his eyes, and stared straight at Beitang Rongdu's face drunkenly, with his right hand clutching the young man's wrist, he said vaguely: "Rongrong..."

Hearing these two words, Beitang Rongdu's heart tensed up immediately. His first reaction was to think that Mu Qinghan had seen through him. He was thinking about it, but the strength on his wrist increased a little. Han then said: "Rongrong...I miss you very much...do you know?..."

Beitang Rongdu didn't hear it right, but when he looked again, he found that Mu Qinghan was completely out of his mind at this time, so drunk that his eyes were only half-opened and half-closed, so he let out a sigh of relief and shook his head slightly. Shaking his head, he was about to pull his wrist out of the opponent's palm, but Mu Qinghan suddenly strengthened his grip and tightened his grip, pulling Beitang Rongdu into his arms, tightly Hugging tightly, Beitang Rongdu frowned, and was about to touch his acupoints, when Mu Qinghan said in a deep and hoarse voice: "Where have you been... I've been looking for you for a long time, but I haven't seen you at all , I know nothing about you except your name...you understand!"

Beitang Rongdu didn't know how to deal with it for a while, so he smirked slightly, and then his eyes narrowed slightly, he patted Mu Qinghan's waist lightly, and comforted him: "I know... you can sleep in peace, huh?"

Mu Qinghan was very drunk, but hugged Beitang Rongdu's body tightly: "Rongrong...you are my wife, no one can take you away from me, you have something on your mind, why don't you tell me..." Beitang Rongdu had no choice but to follow him, comforting him softly: "Yes, I am your wife, if I don't leave, I won't go anywhere, okay?"

Mu Qinghan stopped talking, and only hugged Beitang Rongdu tightly, and then gently held the boy's face in his hands, his voice was softer than anyone else had ever seen before, and even his usual indifferent expression was now gentle. The first ray of sunlight, as slow as late spring, slowly approached the young man's lips: "Rongrong...I will protect you."

Beitang Rongdu suddenly recalled a certain afternoon a few years ago, amidst the fragrance of birds and flowers, there was a man with black hair hanging down his body, standing in white clothes, who embraced him in his arms, and promised like this... There seemed to be an inexplicable slight in his heart. Softened slightly, Beitang Rongdu finally did not push away the other party, but accepted such a kiss, and stretched out his hand to support Mu Qinghan's neck.

Perhaps it was because of being drunk, Mu Qinghan's lips were hot and eager, and Beitang Rongdu quietly endured his demands in his mouth. This vaguely familiar feeling gradually evokes the memories of the past - when Mu Qinghan has never been more polite to him, even if it is just a kiss, it is mostly just a taste, the enthusiasm and eagerness like now is just because of being drunk at the moment...

After a long while, when he felt that Mu Qinghan's lips had gradually moved down, Beitang Rongdu slightly retracted the expression in his eyes, and sighed softly: "... let's stop here." After speaking, he was about to get up, but it seemed Sensing that the person in his arms wanted to leave, Mu Qinghan immediately tightened his grip on the other person, turned over and pressed Beitang Rongdu under him, and kissed them back and forth, murmuring with a hoarse voice: "Don't go..."

Beitang Rongdu was helpless, looked at Mu Qinghan's blushing face, and sighed helplessly: "Why didn't I see you so difficult..." As he was speaking, he suddenly felt that his thigh was blocked by something, Beitang Rongdu only paused for a moment before he understood. After thinking for a while, he sighed helplessly, reached out and touched the bottom, and held a hot bulge through the cloth.

The slender five fingers were extremely flexible, accompanied by the man's low and hoarse panting... The young man's skills were proficient and brilliant, and it didn't take long for the other party to vent his anger.Beitang Rongdu sat up, and slowly straightened the clothes of the man who had fallen asleep in a coma, so that he could lie down comfortably, pulled the quilt to cover him, then suddenly smiled, and said in a low voice: "Now everyone I'm in my 20s, haven't I met a woman yet... Otherwise, I wouldn't be so fast." As he said, he got out of bed and stood up, tidying up his slightly messy clothes.

At this time, someone outside suddenly said: "Brother, are you there?" Stretching the hem of his clothes, he went out of the room.