The villain is far from my CP!

The night is melting, and the crescent moon is flying.

The hustle and bustle of the square city dissipated little by little, and the patrolling five-city soldiers and Ma Si officers and soldiers yawned and walked through the empty streets, pushing a few blind drunks from the street into the alley.

The officers and soldiers are higher than the roof in front of the common people, but they are not higher than the eaves of the square city.

In the direction of Miyagi, at the corner of the raised roof of a three-story cabinet workshop, a long dark blue figure stood quietly on the slender cornices.

The eaves are exquisitely and roundly carved, looking like a goshawk diving its head from a distance, and the young man stands on the goshawk sky cap with one foot, motionless.

The night wind brushed the corners of his robe and hair, but it couldn't move the young man's figure, and couldn't even blow away the alcohol around him.

In the courtyard under the overhanging eaves, the guys fell asleep all over the floor. With such a weak vigilance, if it weren't for the silver taels from the cabinet workshop, they wouldn't be stored in the shop. I'm afraid this small golden cave will be robbed tonight.

But the boy didn't care at all.

A pair of black and angry eyes closely followed a slender light blue figure in the courtyard, and then suddenly moved away at a certain moment.

In the courtyard, the girl suddenly turned her head and looked at the mid-air behind her.

"...?"

"Miss, what's the matter?" Yue Lan was taken aback by Bai Qiao's sudden movement, and hurriedly looked over.

However, the pitch-black night is integrated into one body, like a piece of fine silk and satin, with the strong cornice hooked on the moon, which is unparalleled in style.

"The sky is really good tonight, there is no cloud in the sky, and it must be sunny tomorrow." Yue Lan said with a smile.

Bai Qiao shook his head, nodded again, finally let out a smirk, and stretched his waist heavily.

"Okay, it's getting late, let's go to rest, I'll be busy tomorrow." Bai Qiao said as he waved his hands and went upstairs first.

After He Cheng left, she drank another bowl of fruit wine greedily. She was not drunk, but she was indeed a little dull.

The girl went upstairs holding the handrail of the stairs. When she pushed the door and entered the room, she couldn't help but yawned a lot. There were faint water stains in the corners of her eyes, which was very cute.

There was no light in the room, and it was pitch black. Baiqiao was too lazy to light a candle, so he fumbled for a towel under the thin moonlight through the window paper.

Touch, touch, touch, touch...

"...?"

How come the towel is hot, it can move, and it can even be heard bouncing.

This feeling is a bit familiar, as if...

"?!Well!"

The moment her eyes widened, a cold palm tightly covered her mouth, pressing her whole body against a hard chest.

"Don't move!" The hot breath sprayed on the top of the head, and every word was very cruel.

Robbery?Robbery?Big villain?

Or... Samoyed?

When the word popped out of his mind inappropriately, Bai Qiao felt that he might have some serious illness.

She continued to tug at the hand that was covering her.

"Don't move." The man repeated, but moved his palms down slightly, as if he was afraid that covering her nose would prevent her from breathing.

The voice was hoarse, but there was a hint of youthful innocence. If you smell it carefully, it still smells like wine and mint.

The same two words, just because she relaxed a little, made her hear a bit of pleading and grievance.

Bai Qiao was stunned, his expression changed between "I'm sick" and "You're sick" several times, and finally he said with a complicated expression:

"Master Qi?"

The body that restrained him froze suddenly, and then retreated bit by bit.

A cold palm fell in front of her, and the familiar smell of saponin on the boy's cuffs disappeared together.

Bai Qiao was stunned for a moment, and then laughed outright.

She thought that her identity had been exposed, and the villain, the third prince, had sneaked into her room at night and wanted to kill her.

The girl looked at the young man standing in the shadows, then sighed, and walked towards the candlestick based on her feeling and memory.

She guessed that the male lead's visit late at night was probably because he was angry in the palace, and she couldn't wait to discuss with her how to teach the villain a big lesson.

But before she picked up the fire folder, her right hand was grabbed.

The boy is like a black cat in the night, his footsteps are so light that it makes people feel frightened.

Bai Qiao was startled, and tried to retreat, but the man grabbed her tightly.

Not the wrist through the fabric, but the hand.

Whether in ancient times or modern times, grabbing wrists is a symbol of hostility, but holding hands—even if the young man's strength is frighteningly strong, it really doesn't seem like friendly communication, and it makes the air in the room suddenly thicken.

"You..." Baiqiao's heartbeat suddenly became faster. In the darkness, she couldn't see the boy's expression clearly, but she seemed to feel his burning gaze.

"Why." The man finally spoke.

The voice is faint, a little hoarse, and the tail is low, like the tail of a big dog.

This time, Bai Qiao really confirmed that it was not his own illusion. The grievance of the person in front of him seemed not because of the villain, but because of her.

This, why?

Don't like the gift she gave you?Then there's no need to barge into her room in the middle of the night.

The girl thought she hadn't done anything wrong, but for some reason, she couldn't help feeling guilty when she heard the boy's pitiful voice.

"What, why?" she asked tentatively.

The person in front of him was obviously even angrier when he heard the words, he grabbed her hand and pulled her forward, but the white bridge narrowly missed hitting his chest.

"Let go first..."

"Why didn't you accept my birthday gift?" The boy finally asked the question that was pent up in his chest.

Don't you like me? You still want me during the New Year's Eve...

Want me……

After letting go of the harsh words, the young man suddenly lowered his eyes again, and a trace of embarrassment flashed in his eyes that blended into the night.

He suddenly regretted rushing to ask for an explanation.

If she bluntly said that the last time was just drunken nonsense and didn't remember anything, how would he respond?

It's ridiculous that his majestic prince, unexpectedly, unexpectedly...

"!" A candle suddenly lit up in the room, and the young man's thoughts were interrupted by the light, and he turned his head away.

He finally let go of the girl's hand, and took two steps back to hide in the darkness, but the girl approached with a candlestick.

"Hide what? A vampire?"

Qi Changting didn't know what the Western Learning Track was, and he never knew that he was so good at retreating.

He regretted it, and even wanted to rush out.

But suddenly, a girl's clear and puzzled voice sounded in the room.

"I accepted your gift, and I asked Guard He to bring you a gift in return. Didn't he show it to you?"

After the words fell, the young man was stunned, and after a long while, he finally raised his eyes to look at her.

Those eyes were black and angry, reflecting the orange light in his hand, ignorant and innocent.

It really looks like a big dog.

Bai Qiao tilted his head to look at the young man's expression, and felt that he might really be drunk in the palace after being given a lot of wine.

Alas, cold and deep in the palace, knowing that he has a bad stomach, and still pouring him like this.

"Okay, anyway, the birthday has passed, so I'm here to unwrap the present you gave me, okay?"

Adhering to the purpose of coaxing the cubs, the girl sighed, and started searching around with the candlestick in her hand, "What did you send? Yuelan was delivered directly to my room, and I haven't had time to look at it yet."

"Brocade box, light blue background, Wu County double-sided embroidery, fragrant grass and trees." The young man said quietly.

"Oh..." Bai Qiao listened, listened, and stopped slowly, and then searched around, saying: "Well, then your box is similar to the one I bought before. "

After the words fell, the girl finally found a box in the middle of the museum shelf that was very similar to what Qi Changting said.

——It's just that she is a little too familiar with this box.

Bai Qiao: "..."

Still unwilling to give up, the girl put down the candlestick, picked up the box, and opened it carefully.

Bai Qiao: "..." All right.

The slender feathers lay quietly in a small box padded with brocade cloth, and the candlelight flickered behind them, as if coating the ink-colored feathers with a layer of light.

She, how should she explain...

The gift sent out was sent back intact, and she even tied a flirty bow on it.

Help, he doesn't think he's mocking him!

Is it still too late for her to pretend to be drunk?

However, before Baiqiao found his state of drunkenness, a slender hand slanted in from her side, and gently pulled the feather from her hand.

Bai Qiao's eyes moved with his hands, the feathers were long and slender, but not as good as a boy's fingers, with well-defined joints, well-proportioned and strong.

It was the first time that Baiqiao noticed that the boy's hands were so beautiful, so he couldn't help but take a second look.

"Is this for me?" the young man murmured, imitating the posture of Baiqiao's pen he had seen before, carefully holding the thin pen holder.

It was slippery, as if it still had the temperature of the girl's fingertips.

Bai Qiao swallowed dryly involuntarily, and gave a vague "hmm".

I don't know if it was because the candle was too close, but she saw the feather slipping between the young man's fingers, and felt a little hot at the base of her ears.

"Hey, what about you, what did you give me?" She looked away and started the topic.

Not long after, a brocade box was presented to her by the young man.

——Sure enough, it was exactly the same as my side.

"You too, why use the same box as me." Bai Qiao opened the box while shaking the pot first.

The boy was silent, but Baiqiao swore, she caught a glimpse of the corner of the boy's slightly raised lips from the corner of her eye.

I don't know if it's because he drank wine in the palace today, and his expression is different from before. His emotions and anger are all written on his face, for fear that people won't see it. Kind of gorgeous.

Her hands paused uncontrollably.

The box finally opened at this moment.

A bamboo fan about the length of a palm lay quietly inside.

The fan bones are long and slender, and the pale green bamboo color is polished to be round yet straight. The fan surface is neatly stacked on the back, with a total of sixteen strands, but only less than one finger thick. It opens and closes like the wind passing through the valley. Severely kill.

Just like the young man in front of him.

Bai Qiao recognized that this fan was exactly the one that the boy carried with him all the year round.

The slender fingers brushed against the bones and surface of the fan countless times, and she stretched out her hand as if bewildered, and the moment she pinched the fan——

Suddenly wrapped in a warm palm.

Bai Qiao's heart trembled, and he wanted to withdraw his hand, but he couldn't move.

Some, beyond the bounds.

Bai Qiao was thinking like this in his heart, but his thoughts turned inexplicably.

——His hands were not as cold as before.

"Don't move." The boy whispered in her ear again.

His fingers slowly clasped hers, flicking gently...

Whoa!

The bamboo fan unfolded quickly, revealing the town under the lights.

There are traffickers and pawns, shouting wonton sesame cakes, children in Zongjiao, old people with buns, the light gray city wall in the distance, and the endlessly flowing Huaihe River in the distance.

"...Jiangducheng?" Baiqiao murmured softly.

This is not the original fan. The original fan is a pool of winter water remnants, lifelike, but I always feel so desolate that I can't breathe.

But now, this fan is warmed like a boy's hand.

"Do you like it?" Qi Changting asked softly, his ears couldn't help but turn red.

The girl's hand under his palm was as soft as hot spring water, dripping into his heart one by one.

He knew that on the day he left Jiangdu, the girl took the little maid to almost every corner of Jiangdu City.

——She hated that city.

Then he drew the city and gave it to her.

Bai Qiao wanted to say that he liked it, but his throat was too dry to speak, so he nodded.

In the next moment, the boy's hand holding her tightened suddenly, and then he pressed some knuckles.

duh!

The silver light flashed by, and the candle flame went out.

"Mr. is in danger in the Eastern Capital. There are many traps in this fan. I have locked most of it, and only two places are left for Mr.'s self-defense. Find me after you get familiar with it, and then unlock the other ones for Mister, okay?"

This!

The girl's fingers froze.

too expensive.

And this is obviously for his self-defense, not a pot of mint, let alone mineral water, why...

Bai Qiao thought this way in his heart, but he couldn't concentrate on such things at all.

The hidden weapon turned off the lights, and the darkness infinitely magnified the senses other than vision.

It has been nearly a year since he called her "Sir" last time. It sounded respectful at first, but today...

She moved the hand held by him, in exchange for a hotter palm.

This is not right...

He wasn't right, and she wasn't right either.

"you……"

"Would you like to have a drink with me, sir?"

"what?"

"Today's birthday, I'm at my father's place," the young man paused, his voice gradually becoming tired, he seemed to have a thousand words to say, but he didn't know where to start, and he didn't dare to let the person in front of him recognize his identity Clue.

"I'm not happy." He said this almost rascally, as if he knew that the people in front of him would always indulge him.

Sure enough, the girl in front of her didn't wave her hand anymore.

Qi Changting himself didn't even realize that the difference between him tonight, whether he was the Young Master Qi in Baiqiao in the past, or the third prince in front of others, was so much that...

The room was so quiet that he could only breathe, but he didn't feel that it was long at all, just because he had that person by his side to accompany him.

The darkness of the night made it difficult for both of them to see clearly.

The girl was silent for a long time, and finally moved.

She pulled him to the table, and used her free hand to flip out two teacups.

The young man smiled, and took out a small jug out of nowhere, without lighting a lamp, he drank wine under the faint moonlight.

The white moonlight flashed in the thin wine, and there were the girl's eyes.

The glass was full, and just as Qi Changting was about to pour another glass, a hand came over to block the mouth of the glass.

"I have a bad stomach, don't drink it."

The girl's voice was gentle, and Qi Changting was even in a daze that this was the appearance of a woman she had never had in front of him.

The young man hesitated because of the sudden warmth, hung his arm for a while, and finally took it back.

"Okay, listen to sir." He turned to pour a cup of warm tea, raised his eyebrows, "Mr.

He drank the cup full of tea, but he couldn't help chasing after the girl's hand from the corner of the eye until she drank the whole cup of wine.

Ten, nine, eight...

One.

The girl shook her head, and the moment before she fell to the side, the boy's arms firmly wrapped her in his arms.

What he took was the rice wine from the palace, and Fanbang paid tribute. The wine was extremely strong, but it didn't hurt his body.

The smell of wine slowly evaporated on the white cheeks of the person in his arms, his cherry lips were slightly parted, and even his breathing became hot.

"Aqiao." He called softly.

"Hmm." The man turned his face away and slammed into his arms in a daze.

"Aqiao," the boy called again, with a trembling of unresolved issues in his voice.

I never asked about it during the New Year's Eve, and I dared not ask about it.

Today, I want an answer like never before.

Anyway, want an answer.

"Aqiao, you like me."

The author has something to say:

Ah, although you both urged to get rid of the horse and express your love, but!

Of course, such an important thing as dropping a horse should be dropped at the highest point!Cough, so, not now, wait and see!

Run away with the pot on top.