last night suddenly dreamed of mountains and rivers

Lan Jiansu touched her lips with her fingertips, sat up straight, and suddenly laughed.

Su Yinyou clenched her fingers and asked, "...what are you laughing at?"

Lan Jiansu straightened the crooked drawings on the table: "It's the first time I heard such an excuse, and I think it's interesting."

Su Yinyou didn't force her to explain, her face became thinner in an instant, and she stood up: "I'm going out."

Lan Jiansu didn't keep him.He walked out of the East Pavilion and gently closed the door.

Lifting the pen, Lan Jiansu was going to continue drawing the formation.His eyes stayed on the bandage wrapped around the back of his hand, he raised his hand, and his fingers brushed against the sunlight in the room.This wound really doesn't hurt much.

In the afternoon, plumes of black smoke wafted from the kitchen.Lan Jiansu searched for the pungent smell, covered his nose with a wet towel, and fanned the "murderous gas" that rushed towards him in a ball, asking, "Jingxianxue, what are you doing?"

The first person that Lan Jiansu suspected was Jing Xianxue. Jing Xianxue was an unorthodox and unfathomable killer, and often encountered situations that Lan Jiansu could not predict accurately.The day before yesterday, she asked Lan Jiansu how to be a good girl besides being a killer.

Lan Jiansu replied casually, "Flick the butterfly."The night before yesterday, she took a fan and jumped up and down in the garden for a long time to catch the "butterflies".Her demeanor was very cold, and the whole atmosphere of fluttering butterflies made her look very strange.

It was a failed flutter.

It is not difficult to guess whether she is now throwing herself into the joy of cooking again after fluttering butterflies.

Lan Jiansu came in cursing Jing Xianxue, only to find out in the kitchen that he had made Jing Xianxue bear the wrong charges.

Su Yinyou held a cattail fan with scorched hair, bent down and fanned desperately at the vent of the stove, and the poisonous and murderous smoke was fanned bigger and bigger by him.

"Brother Shizi?" Lan Jiansu hurriedly pressed his "perpetrator" hand, almost blinded by the thick smoke, "What are you doing here?"

Su Yinyou raised her sleeve to cover her nose and coughed, "I'll make fish soup."

"Fish stew?" Lan Jiansu coughed twice.This is really not a place to talk, and the firewood in the stove is not firewood that people can smell.He extinguished the fire in the stove with sand and opened the kitchen doors and windows to let the smoke out of the house.

The thick smoke gradually cleared, and Lan Jiansu could easily open his eyes.He clearly saw Su Yinyou's white skin in the past, but now he had a grassy and painted face.

Lan Jiansu held back a smile and asked, "What kind of fish soup are you cooking?"

Su Yin was worried and didn't know what he was laughing at, so she coughed a few times and couldn't finish clearing her throat: "Grass carp soup. I heard it's good for wounds. It turns out that the cooks in the palace are best at stewing this soup."

Lan Jiansu lifted the lid of the casserole pot on the stove, and there was a pot of black and mushy soup inside, and the scorched grass carp rolled their eyes.

"Why is it so muddled?" Su Yinyou propped her hands on the stove, staring wide-eyed, with a pained expression on her face.Shi Ziye, who tried cooking for the first time, knows nothing about cooking.

Lan Jiansu was grateful that he was so kind, so she couldn't stop laughing.Pulling away his hand supporting the stove: "Okay, if it's pasted, it will be pasted, and I will do it again next time. Brother, look at your face, it's more beautiful than that of a wild cat."

"Is my face dirty?" Su Yinyou wiped her face twice with both hands, once left and right.Didn't wipe it clean, but wiped out a piece of ecological and colorful patterns.

Lan Jiansu couldn't stand it anymore, so she picked up her sleeve and wiped the dirt on his face.

Su Yinyou put down her hand and let his sleeve wipe her face.

"Aren't you afraid that your clothes will get dirty?" Su Yin worried that she would never forget that Lan Jiansu was most afraid of getting dirty here and there.

Lan Jiansu said in a nonchalant tone, "Let's wash it again."

I don't know how many things he went through to cure his cleanliness addiction, Su Yin worried in his heart, but didn't think too much.

He quietly asked Lan Jiansu to wipe his face, and quietly looked at Lan Jiansu's face.The corners of Lan Jiansu's eyes curled up and up, eyes like a gift from heaven, all the hidden worries in her bones.I have seen this face and eyes many times.Every time I read it very carefully, but I was still afraid that he would miss any detail.

Lan Jiansu put down his sleeves and said "Okay".When the mouth that spoke was not completely closed, Su Yinyou leaned forward and kissed her tightly.This kiss, after tossing and turning for a few seconds, the tongue came out of the other's mouth again.

"Are you disgusted?" Su Yin worriedly looked at Lan Jiansu who had no major reaction and asked.It's like saying again, don't hate him, he wants to kiss again.

Lan Jiansu didn't answer him, nor did he give him a chance to kiss him again.He bowed his head and kissed Su Yinyou back, and poked his tongue in to take a chance.

Su Yin was suddenly stunned.Lan Jiansu took the initiative to kiss him.He never dreamed that Lan Jiansu would take the initiative to kiss him.He vaguely wanted to call Lan Jiansu by name, but the more he opened his mouth, the deeper Lan Jiansu kissed.

Su Yinyou seemed to hear someone beating a drum, and later figured out that it was not the sound of the drum beating, but her own heartbeat.

After kissing for a quarter of an hour, Lan Jiansu gradually stopped.

Su Yin panted lightly, her eyes were slightly clouded and she asked, "Are you going to my room at night?"

Lan Jiansu replied, "Are you making progress?"

"...I can come to your room."

Lan Jiansu said, "It's getting bigger and bigger."

At night, Lan Jiansu leaned over his desk to study the scriptures, and had already forgotten the agreement he had made with Su Yinyou in the kitchen during the day.In fact, he didn't make any promises.

A figure walked outside the door, which attracted Lan Jiansu's attention before he even knocked on the door.

Lan Jiansu stood up and pushed open the door, just as Su Yin's worrying hand was about to knock it down.

Su Yinyou was at the door wearing a plain shirt, the clothes were light and thin, surrounded by a faint scent of flowers.He obviously came to visit after taking a good bath.

"Brother Shizi?" Lan Jiansu called out.

Su Yinyou nodded her head and said "yes", she walked in without being invited, and pulled the door shut tightly.

There is only one candle on the table in the house, and nothing is very clear.Su Yin's worried expression was shrouded in hazy yellow light and black shadow.

The scent of flowers on Su Yinyou's body was overwhelming, and Lan Jiansu, who had experienced it once, could tell that this was not an ordinary scent of flowers.

Lan Jiansu shook his head and said calmly, "I'm quite busy tonight. I'm afraid I can't—"

Before he finished his serious words, Su Yinyou stretched out his arms and hugged his waist.

Lan Jiansu froze for a moment, but did not move to push away Su Yin's worried thoughts.The scent of flowers on his body is really pleasant, a fragrance that invades the muscles and bones.Lan Jiansu seemed to have remembered something. In Langyuan, Yulin, the capital, the girls loved to use this fragrance of flowers to attract visitors.

He had been worried for a long time, that a son of the eldest son would actually use the items of the brothel woman.Just to attract him, the concubine of the king.For a moment, Lan Jiansu didn't know whether it was Su Yinan who was comparing herself to the women in the brothel, or comparing him to the clients of the brothel.Thinking about their current state, like brothel women and clients, he suddenly felt that the atmosphere at this time was filled with a sense of obscenity and obscenity.

Su Yinyou didn't even say a word, her lips moved up from Lan Jiansu's neck and kissed Lan Jiansu's mouth.He lightly pecked at Lan Jiansu's mouth, and untied his belt with his hands.

Brother Gongzi, who came here to play around in Fengyue, is very familiar with this set of procedures.

After Lan Jiansu finally broke free from the kiss, he saw that Su Yinyou's clothes were disheveled, looking at him longingly and pitifully.

"Jiansu, can't you accept me?" Lan Jiansu's heart softened involuntarily with his more pitiful tone than the Prince of Sang.

Lan Jiansu stroked his temples, and said: "Brother Shizi, if you really want it, I have to give it to you. But you really have to be able to bear it, and you can't quit halfway."

-harmonious-

"Brother Shizi, will you still use that face powder next time?" Lan Jiansu asked accusingly.

Su Yin lay on Lan Jiansu's shoulder with a worried face, and said lazily, "If you still don't like me, you can still use it next time..."

Lan Jiansu smiled helplessly, and carried him to the bath.

The author says:

complete old place

Really, every time there is a harmonious chapter, the comments will decrease. I found out that I think I might really want to cut off the subsequent harmonious chapters.