drunk red

He was so fierce that he couldn't hold back, he was about to stab him, and he was so anxious that he was sweating, a black shadow flashed by, and Tang Qianjia, who had been in the same place, was gone. He breathed a sigh of relief, adjusted his pace, and retracted his sword.

Looking up at the sky, today's task was finally completed, he thought, should he go outside with someone under his father when the time of the next competition comes, this way is harder than asking him to kill someone.

He turned his head and looked over, his elder brother, that delicate child was hugging his father tightly, humming and saying something, really... except that his father could restrain him.Compared with him, he could almost be his brother.Tang Qianxiang said a few words to Tang Ziao, then turned and left, he had to wash off his stinky sweat before talking.

"Why don't you avoid it?" Although Tang Ziao knew that Tang Qianxiang could stagger the direction of the sword tip, he was still shocked. At that time, his body instinctively rushed over to wrap him in his arms to avoid the sword energy.

"Wait for you to save me." Tang Qianjia didn't show any regrets at all, she took advantage of the situation and hugged Tang Ziao's waist with both hands, tightening her grip tightly, lest he would push him away, her voice was full of taking it for granted and the pride of guessing elated.

"You're not a child anymore, and you've been messing around all day long. If I lost my mind and didn't see it, wouldn't you be hurt?" Tang Ziao scolded with a straight face, but he was holding his hand carefully and gently, not daring to use force .

"I'm sweating a lot, and I want to take a bath." Tang Qianjia talked about him, and took the topic off.

"Next time, I won't take you out again." Tang Ziao took two deep breaths, sadly he could only use this to threaten Tang Qianjia.Now he can't help but regret that he was too indulgent because of guilt and pity, which resulted in this child who can only be described in one word in front of him, which is messing around. There is absolutely no way.

"No." Qian Jia hasn't grown much in the past two years. He is 15 years old and barely reached Tang Ziao's chin. Now he has a habitual little movement. Standing on tiptoe, raising his neck, he bit Tang Ziao's chin forcefully, leaving a teeth mark that was not too serious, it was red, and it always took one to two days to disappear.

Today, he bit harder than usual. After biting, he felt that it was not enough. He grinded his teeth back and forth to aggravate the mark. Then he raised his head, looked at the tooth mark that had begun to turn red, and smiled with satisfaction. up.

"Nonsense." Tang Ziao grabbed his shoulders and wanted to push him away, but he held him tightly with both hands, but he was unwilling to pull him away, so he could only let him continue to hug him, in the elm tree that smelled of elm money. Get down and stand still.

Tang Qianjia's trick succeeded, and she buried herself in Tang Ziao's chest, smiling like a little fox who stole a chicken, and her big obsidian eyes were filled with a layer of water vapor, full of happiness.

The spring breeze blows, and the sweet and fresh breath of spring in the air rushes towards my face, making my whole body feel a bit more comfortable.

Seen from a distance, the two people embracing each other have a strange sense of harmony, not like relatives, not like lovers, but full of emotions beyond family and love, faint and strong.

There is a reason why Tang Qianjia never tires of making marks on Tang Ziao's chin. Ever since I went to the front hall once in a while, I heard a rough man playing with Tang Ziao, saying that the red mark on Tang Ziao's chin would not be some secret of his My lover got it out of me.The people here are all brothers who have been with Tang Ziao for many years, and they don't speak so formally. What's more, they all know that after Xue Wanyi moved to the small courtyard more than ten years ago, the two of them are like strangers. They haven't seen each other for many years. The dowry maid also died of dystocia when she gave birth to her second child. For many years, Tang Ziao didn't have a concubine by his side. Now that the child has been found, everyone guessed that the boss should think about his own affairs. Seeing The tooth marks are not like those of an adult man, they are strong and have wide sockets, which clearly belonged to a woman, so a group of people made jokes noisily.

Tang Qianjia was outside the door at the time, and the title of "secret lover" made him laugh from ear to ear, but later he heard that the man named Shi Lei proposed to his father to have more concubines, and introduced a few candidates, so he was so angry on the spot leave.

But Shi Lei didn't know at all that it was just these few jokes that made him suffer Tang Qianjia's torture.

The two stood for a while, Tang Ziao said, "Go back and take a bath."

"I've run out of strength." Qian Jia wasn't completely coquettish this time, the nearly one-hour fight had exhausted all of his strength, and he would relax, so he could barely lean on Tang Ziao.

Feeling his muscles trembling slightly due to exhaustion, Tang Ziao bent slightly, stretched his hands to the base of his thighs, picked him up by his buttocks like a child, and walked out of the martial field: "Let's go."

first kiss

When he woke up in the morning, Tang Ziao had already gone out.

After fighting Tang Qianxiang every month, as a routine, I will definitely sleep longer than usual the next day, after all, I have exhausted too much energy.Tang Ziao allowed him to rest for a day, and the next day he got up early to go for a walk in the bamboo forest, and then went to practice swords.

In the afternoon, the old white-bearded old man who can no longer grow old will be brought home by the person appointed by Tang Ziao. It has been two years. Every day, he teaches Qianjia to learn to identify herbs, process them, dry them, grind them, and store them. ,Classification.The old man is a doctor, but he is too old. He is forced by his children to rest at home. Pity him for his hard work all his life, but he just can't settle down. He always wants to find something to do. It just so happens that Qian Jia came back from Liuli and studied with him. After more than half a month, his interest was boosted straight away. Tang Ziao went to the old man for two hours every afternoon. He didn't need to teach him to be a genius doctor, just let him learn some basics.The old man's children are also relieved, and the old man is also happy.In this way, Qianjia took a walk in the morning, practiced sword, and studied herbal medicine in the afternoon.Occasionally find time to go to mother's place, and occasionally go to the front hall to peek at Tang Ziao's work.Although his level is small, every time he is noticed before he gets close to someone for a mile.In this way, the small life is full and happy.

Looking at the light outside, guessing that it was almost time for lunch, Qian Jia sat up from the bed, rubbed her slightly sore arms and thighs, took the clothes from the end of the bed dissatisfied, and put them on. The board is upright, not baggy.

After washing up, he also finished several snacks on the small plate by the table. He wiped the residue of snacks around his mouth. He decided to go for some activities. Mother's hand touched it lightly, and he walked towards the small pavilion next to the lotus pond, where he would sit there, holding the snacks he prepared for the road for the koi to eat, and seeing them desperately grabbing food is still good Yes, probably, it won't be long before it's time for lunch, Tang Ziao will come back from the road that must be passed, and take him back to the room by the way.

Qian Jia walked leisurely through the long corridor, turned a corner, and saw the pavilion. He squinted his eyes and yawned. He felt lazy under the sun, and wanted to sleep comfortably again. .

"Young Master Tang, look..."

"Ah."

Qian Jia froze in place, her open mouth slowly closed. This Mr. Tang was Tang Qianxiang, the Tang Qianxiang who made me feel sore today, the Tang Qianxiang who pointed a sword at her, and the one who was younger than herself but taller than herself. The tall Tang Qianxiang, that...

Qian Jia was not too close to them, so he walked lightly, hid behind the pillar and poked his head out.

Lonely and widowed.

Tang Qianxiang's rare expression showed some expression on his face, which was still full of strange and indescribable emotions, and the girl beside him was gentle and pleasant, slender, small and exquisite, her face was flushing red , looking at him with admiration and admiration.

Qian Jia retracted her neck, grinned, and smiled.

He turned around and walked towards another road. He and Tang Ziao usually don't like to have maids waiting in the house at any time. Except for washing, serving meals, and cleaning, most of the time they stay in their hut and wait, or do things. some other work.He walked to one of the doors and knocked: "Sister Chunqiao."

"Hey, wait a minute." A girl of eighteen or nineteen opened the door and came out.

"Sister Chunqiao, I want you to help me dress up, and then lend me a suit of women's clothing, no, forget it, men's clothing is better." He lowered his head, meditated, and spit out these words.

"Ah?" Chunqiao didn't understand and looked at him blankly.

Qian Jia turned her eyes, walked directly into her room, and sat down on the small bench in front of the bronze mirror: "Sister Chunqiao, help me put on a thick makeup that makes people not want to take a second glance."

"Ah? Oh!" The little girl walked up behind him, at times dazed, at times amazed and at times puzzled.

"Sister Chunqiao, I'm going to tease people, hurry up, do whatever you want to scare people, don't worry too much." Seeing that she dared not do anything, Qian Jia urged.

"Oh, good." Chunqiao pursed her lips, her smiling eyes were bent. A few years ago, when the second prince came, the ghost-like Qianjia was her masterpiece: "This time, it's still like last time." Is that so?"

Qian Jia shook her head: "This time is a bit more normal than that time, but it is still abnormal in the eyes of ordinary people."

Chunqiao nodded, opened her own powder box, turned over his body, tightened her face, and rubbed it on his face carefully.

The make-up without any skill is really fast, thick white powder that shakes off with a smile, and two big lumps of pink rouge, Qian Jia looked at the blurred face in the brass mirror, nodded, and stood up , loosened his belt, pulled his outer shirt out, obscenely