The villain is far from my CP!

Qi Changting ran out from the palace banquet.

On New Year's Eve tonight, the palace will give a banquet, and all officials will make a pilgrimage, but only first-rank officials and relatives of the emperor can stay in the palace to watch the new year together. It is a great honor for the rest of the officials to get a dish bestowed by the Holy One.

However, the emperor was powerless, so he went down early to rest, the second prince Qi Yunzheng was far away in the southern border, the eldest prince Qi Jingmin somehow pushed back and left early, and the remaining third prince, Qi Changting, chatted with these dignitaries with a gentle smile.

The young man did not lose his manners in every gesture, making people feel like a spring breeze, but no one knew that his heart had already flown to the small courtyard on Xishui Street.

So he folded his fan and gently poked He Cheng who was standing behind him.

He Cheng understood, and left quietly for a while, half a quarter of an hour later, he re-entered with a serious face, and whispered to Qi Changting for a while.

Only then did Qi Changting have the opportunity to confess his guilt to everyone and leave.

However, as the carriage got closer and closer to the small courtyard, the young man began to feel a little nervous for no reason.

The subordinates are always restrained in front of him. He came here according to his own interest. Will he let them, or let her, disappoint the fun?

For example, on the day of moving, he rushed out rashly, even if he left soon afterwards, the little girl was no longer as relaxed as before.

So he thought about it again and again and didn't enter the courtyard, but he subconsciously took a step forward when he heard that Qi Tonghe was about to pour the girl a drink.

Unexpectedly, it was seen.

Firecrackers started to sound sporadically from the street outside, and the yard became lively again.

But all he could hear was the sound of the man's footsteps and the rustling of the fabric.

He felt that he should avoid it. After all, it was not a glorious thing to be found standing outside the door and peeping.

But the soles of the feet seem to have taken root.

—She came looking for him.

This sentence seemed to contain a Gu, making him stick tightly to the base of the wall, not daring to move, waiting for the footsteps to approach little by little, and then...

She was caught off guard by a soft and warm hand pressing on her chest.

Qi Changting: "!"

The boy's body tensed up suddenly, and he held his breath. Only then did he realize that the shop was too dark, and the girl didn't realize he was here, so she touched him all the way.

Now that she knows it, it's time to take her hand away.

However, the hand not only did not take it away, but also pressed it lightly.

The slender fingers, the pink pads, stirred in his heart.

"En." The young man let out a hum of unknown meaning, and finally let go of the breath he had been holding.

The air around the girl poured into the nostrils, and the faint aroma of wine was accompanied by the cold mint on someone's body.

Ah, she is, drinking?Qi Tonghe's glass of wine?

drunk?

Qi Changting paused for a while, and finally figured out the situation.

He couldn't help sniffing it a few more times, and then his heart beat faster and faster.

Naturally, he didn't want Qi Tonghe to give the girl strong alcohol, but if he really wanted to say it, Baiqiao would soon reach Jiji's age, and drinking some wine would be fine...

Moreover, now that she is really drunk, he...

He didn't know what he wanted to do, but he knew that he really wanted to do something.

The boy rolled his throat stiffly twice, but his voice was still hoarse: "Miss Bai?"

His voice was clearly lowered, but it was still like thunder in the silent shop.

The person in front of him paused when he heard his surname, and then suddenly raised his eyes.

Qi Changting slammed into those bright eyes unprepared.

There was no light, but he seemed to be able to see the light reflected in the girl's obsidian eyes, and even his own face.

The next second, the hand that was pressing on his chest suddenly lifted and slapped him on the face.

Qi Changting: "..."

"It's not a hallucination, it's really you, Qi Zheng!" However, the girl seemed extremely happy, but her words were a little slurred.

Qi Changting was stunned for a while.

Not a hallucination?

What do you mean, she had hallucinations?

And in that hallucination, is it him?

The boy shook his head and chuckled, thinking that he must have heard wrong.

Most of the people seen in the hallucination are important people, how could he become her hallucination?

I'm really drunk.

When Qi Changting first heard Bai Qiao decisively accepting Qi Tonghe's wine at the door, he thought the girl could drink a lot, but never thought that it would be poured in one glass.

It stands to reason that Qi Changting should ask someone to find Yuelan at this time, and make sober soup for her lady, but the young man's fingers trembled, but he pressed the hand that was still restless on his cheek.

Baiqiao's mind was in chaos, he didn't know what he was pressing, he just thought it was a vibrating massage chair with heating function in his previous life.

Now that she was wrapped in the boy's warm big hands, she didn't have the slightest intention to escape.

Qi Changting couldn't help holding his breath again.

His deep eyes seem to be able to pierce all darkness.

"Is it me in the hallucination?" He suddenly asked.

However, no one answered him.

The girl was so tormented by the glass of wine that she was finally top-heavy, and she fell into his arms and rubbed her head hard.

The boy stood stiffly in the darkness until his legs felt a little sore. He bent down abruptly as if he had made up his mind, passed his arm through the girl's knee, and pulled her into his arms.

The girl was startled, and let out a low exclamation, but all the fluff of the boy's cloak blocked her throat.

Subconsciously, she put her arms around the neck of the man in front of her, and then she was bewildered by the familiar mint fragrance on his body, and gradually became obedient, putting her head in his arms to smell.

Qi Changting's steps flickered, and the hot air blasted up to the Tianling Gai.

The suction hair on the top of the girl's head scratched his neck, and the collar was rubbed open, and all the hot breath from the man's nose sprayed on his collarbone.

The panting sound was very clear in the empty corridor.

"You..." The young man wanted to say something, but was choked back by a whimper next to his ear.

He couldn't bear to let her go.

The young man who originally wanted to go up to the second floor to find a spare room suddenly turned his footsteps, and continued walking up the stairs with the person in his arms. When he reached a wide open window, he jumped out.

He tapped the window lattice lightly with his toes, and in the next moment, he was already standing firmly on the roof.

The thirtieth day of the twelfth lunar month is the coldest day before spring.

The weather in Dongdu this year is a bit strange, and there has been no snowfall until today.

The cold wind of the winter night poured into the collar, and the girl in his arms shrank impatiently and hid in his cloak.

A smile could not help but hang on the corners of Qi Changting's lips, he stepped on the terracotta tiles, and finally stopped by the ridge of the roof.

He sat down, but still held the girl in his arms.

It's not his fault, after all, there is only one big cloak, so it can't make her suffer from cold.

What's more, the girl is hugged in his arms like a kitten, how can he have the heart to strip her off?

The boy gathered the cloak tighter again, then looked up at the sky.

Although it is New Year's Eve, God does not seem to have any special preferential treatment.

The dark night sky was covered with a thin layer of gray mist, not to mention the stars, even the moon could not be seen.

But the girl in her arms didn't care at all, she even took her hand out of her arms, raised it high, and didn't know what she was looking at through the gap between her fingers.

Qi Changting was silent for a while, and when his brain was finally blown a little clear by the cold wind, he finally spoke.

"You, do you want to come to the front of the stage?" The young man paused for a moment, then added as if afraid that he hadn't made it clear: "The girl is extremely talented, and she will be wronged if she hides behind the scenes."

In front of the stage.

Qi Tonghe has always been in front of Qianfang's stage, but they all know that the woman in their arms is the soul and helmsman of Qianfang.

He thought about this question for a long time.

Would a girl as clear-minded and flamboyant as Bai Qiao, who would be inferior to others, let others take her talent?

There must be grievances, who doesn't want to be recognized by others.

Even everyone in Qianfang knew how powerful she was, but in Fangshi and Dongdu, Qi Tonghe would be praised in the future.

He often doesn't know how to repay her, she treats him too well, it's good for no reason.

It always made him feel that if he didn't do something, she would definitely have no nostalgia when she left him.

She doesn't want a house, she doesn't want a shop, let alone money, so what about fame?

Would she be happy that others respected her?

"Grievance? Well, it seems to be a little bit." Bai Qiao was very drunk, already a little sleepy, and said in a daze.

After all, she came here to play CP. She used to think that everything would be fine when she arrived in Dongdu, but she never thought that there was still such a long way to go.

Hearing what Bai Qiao really said, Qi Changting pursed his lips, and finally made up his mind and said: "Then, next spring, I will let shopkeeper Qi, eh."

A cold palm touched his lips without warning.

The soft palm just held it in the air for a while before it became cold, but it seemed to have the smell of ice and snow.

"No." The man withdrew his little paws and sat up from his arms unsteadily, "It's too early, no good."

Not good for cp.

Qi Changting looked at her with complicated eyes, his heart was so soft that he had a lot to say, but he didn't know where to start.

"If you want, it's okay, I can..." I can handle it.

The last four words were not spoken.

"Be good, be obedient." The girl's hand went around his waist and patted his back lightly.

Since the death of his mother and concubine, no one has said or done such a thing to him.

Later, when he grew up, he naturally no longer needed such unnecessary comfort, but...

The boy suddenly raised his head slightly, his Adam's apple trembled slightly.

Why, why plan everything for him, even wronged himself.

He has never wanted an answer like he does now.

However, before he could open his mouth, the girl in his arms struggled violently.

The boy was startled, and hurriedly hugged her even tighter, for fear that she would fall off.

So, the cheerful low voice was closer than ever, almost close to his ear, his heart.

"It's snowing!" The girl raised her eyes in surprise.

Qi Changting looked along, and sure enough, there were thin white catkins floating in the sky.

The moon also came out at some point, and the milky white halo was scattered by the snowflakes in the sky, making the sky seem a little brighter.

First snow, this is the first snow of this year in Dongdu City.

The fine white crystals fell on the girl's shoulders, hair, and the palms of her protruding hands.

Let him, want to try.

What is the difference between the snowflakes on the girl's body and the snow on the vast battlefield in northern Xinjiang?

"It's snowing, so I want to make a wish. What New Year's gift does Aqiao want?" The boy lowered his eyes and whispered in her ear.

He changed the address, but he still kept those two words vague.

Fortunately, the girl's face did not show any sign of dissatisfaction.

Gift, gift is good.

Baiqiao's head finally overcame the drowsiness this time, and turned quickly.

If it is a gift, it is naturally hoped to see him and the hostess hug and hold high, enter the wedding room with He Meimei, hold his son's hand, and grow old together with his son, never parting from each other.

In just a few breaths, Bai Qiao had already thought about it for almost a lifetime.

Yearning for ease always makes people slack off, and when the alcohol evaporates, she suddenly feels that her eyelids are heavy, and she trembles twice to close them.

Qi Changting saw that she was silent for a while, and then he was about to be sleepy. He was quite helpless, but he had to disturb her first, and asked again when he moved closer.

He made up his mind that no matter what the girl wanted, he would find a way to get it for her.

"Dear……"

Finally, the man spoke.

Qi Changting froze and asked in disbelief, "What?"

He didn't know who he was asking.

"Dear!" The girl closed her eyes and frowned, repeating again impatiently.

Kiss, hug and hold high, come on!

Qi Changting: "..."

This, this is a bit too, caught off guard.

The boy felt a little suffocated in his chest. He took a deep breath of the damp and cold air, but his brain became more and more feverish.

Dear, what she said is pro.

In her arms, the girl's slightly parted lips seemed to be still murmuring the word just now.

Confirmed his guess.

"Who am I?" He asked again, his voice was so hoarse that he didn't look like a teenager.

In her arms, the girl snorted softly, wrinkled her small nose, and said in a daze:

"Qi..."

Bai Qiao suddenly couldn't remember the name of the hero in the book, only remembered that he was the eldest prince.

"Qi Zheng, you... Qi Zheng."

Snowflakes fell mischievously on it, and instantly melted away, adding a touch of beauty to the already glistening lips that made him unable to move his eyes away.

Under the moonlight, the man slowly let out a mouthful of stale air, forming a mist in the damp and cold air.

The boy finally bent down slowly.

He lightly sniffed the fragrance on the girl's face, and his scorching breath swept across the person's eyelids, nose, and... lips reverently.

There were a few broken hairs on the shiny forehead, and the young man's kiss fell on it lightly.

It hasn't moved for a long time.

On the second day, the entire Qianfang cabinet shop slept until the sun was three poles before there was a vague human voice.

Bai Qiao opened his eyes and found himself lying on a soft couch.

The slight movement was heard by Yuelan outside, and the little maid hurried over.

"Miss, how are you? Where did you go last night? The young master searched all over but couldn't find you, but you ran back by yourself."

Yue Lan said a lot, and Bai Qiao was stunned.

last night……

Ah, I really don't remember much.

She felt as if she had a strange dream.

In her dream, she went back to before crossing, and she took a big train to the remote and cold Siberian prairie to investigate the project.

But it's incredible that she brought a huge Samoyed with her when she got into the car.

Of course, how the dog passed through the narrow door of the carriage and whether to buy a ticket are not within the scope of the dream.

Big Gouzi was born taller than her, muscular and strong, with a strong body, hairy and skinny, hairy and fleshy, soft and smooth, as white as the first snow, with a clean smell of saponins and her favorite mint flavor So much so that she plunged into it and never wanted to come out again.

She likes Gouzi very much, and Gouzi seems to like her very much, sniffing and sniffing her face, and eager to lick her.

She felt that she should have not stopped at that time, but unfortunately, for some reason, Gouzi did not stop.

I don't know if it's because she didn't wash her face.

There was obvious regret on the face of the white bridge.

But all in all...

This dream last night was very comfortable!

Hope to have more dreams like this!

The author has something to say:

Qi Changting: I, Samoyed (forced smile.jpg)

Baiqiao (guilty heart.jpg): At least, you are taller than me, muscular and strong, with a strong body, hairy and thin, shaved and fleshy, soft and smooth hair, as white as the first snow, and clean The soap locust scent and the mint flavor she likes make me a good Samoyed that I never want to come out when I plunge into it.