Heart of the Palace: Golden Branches and Jade Leaves

Today was a busy day, even though Su Shuangran had the leisure, Xiang Wanchun still suggested to leave the city early, so the two of them came out of the teahouse and went back to the boat early.Fang Ruyi, who had been traveling all the way, did not board the boat together, but waited on the shore together, because Su Shuangran, who was in the noisy alleys and busy streets all afternoon, was tired of hearing the noise. All the people had to be screened out.

Xiang Wanchun was good at handling, and Su Shuangran half leaned on the soft couch and closed his eyes comfortably, and was rubbing his throbbing head.Seeing that the man was sleepy, Xiang Wanchun took the soft quilt from the bed and covered him up and went out. However, when he saw the Master's peaceful sleeping face, Xiang Wanchun gave up the idea of ​​going out and looked straight at him. He held his breath for fear of waking him up.

No matter how many times she looked at Su Shuangran's face, she would never get bored, Xiang Wanchun thought in her heart, she stretched out her hand unconsciously, and when she regained consciousness, her hand had already touched that soft and gentle face.Xiang Wanchun was greatly surprised, knowing that it would be better to withdraw his hand, but his fingertips rubbed gently on Su Shuangran's face in disobedience.The delicate and cold touch makes it impossible to let go.Feeling nervous and reluctant, Xiang Wanchun felt his fingertips trembling because of excitement.

His eyes settled and moistened his lips, his mind kept revisiting the soft and fragrant taste, and suddenly there was a desire to lean forward and kiss back to see if it was real or not. Thinking strangely, blushing and heartbeating, he withdrew his hand abruptly, and fled out the door as if flying.

The open window let the cold lake wind flow through, the blue hair was blown into the air, and people had to tie their loose hair behind their ears from time to time. Xiang Wanchun stood by the window lattice, looking at the waves with vacant eyes On the rippling lake, people seem to be bored, but they are sorting out some things that they can't understand no matter how deep they are.However, Xiang Wanchun himself doesn't know what these things are entangled and can't be sorted out smoothly.

Xiang Wanchun didn't know how long she stood by the window, but when she recovered, Su Shuangran was wrapping her tightly in a fur coat.Xiang Wanchun saw clearly the displeased look on Su Shuangran's face from the side, and turned around, she smiled: "Sister is awake?"

"Look at the cold and dampness on your body, you must worry me." Of course knowing Xiang Wanchun's ulterior motives, Su Shuangran said angrily, "If Wanchun does this again, next time I have a chance, I won't be able to take you Out."

"Farewell, sister." Seeing Su Shuangran's harsh words, Xiang Wanchun's expression immediately changed, and he hurried to please him, "Wan Chun won't commit a crime next time, I really won't. Sister, don't worry, don't worry." Then She blinked her eyes again, making Su Shuangran's heart soften by acting pitifully.

"Huh?" The soft and shallow nasal voice that is crisp to the bone slightly rises, the voice is indifferent but has an indescribable dignity. Su Shuangran said that he forgave Xiang Wanchun, but it didn't seem like it. He could only see the eyebrows raised, "Wan Chun thought there would be a next time?"

"There is no next time, and the next time will not be an example." Xiang Wanchun felt slightly different in his heart, always felt that Su Shuangran was a little different from before, but he couldn't find any changes, people only thought it was an illusion, so he hurriedly promised.She was about to give up to show her sincerity, but Xiang Wanchun realized that Su Shuangran was standing less than half a foot away, and she couldn't get out of her gesture position at all.

...that's too close.Xiang Wanchun didn't have time to think about it, so he heard Su Shuangran ask quietly: "What about now?"

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"Now?" Xiang Wanchun didn't know why, seeing that Su Shuangran was about to put up the look that made her feel timid just now, she reacted cleverly and flattered, "It's warm in the room, let's sit inside." Xiang Wanchun Wan Chun didn't know if he had misheard, Su Shuangran's inaudible response actually carried a hint of soft laughter and teasing.

The door was closed, Xiang Wanchun turned around and saw Su Shuangran waiting for her in the same place, inexplicably embarrassed: "The effect of the medicine should have passed, Wanchun will go get the ointment box and apply the medicine to my sister."

"Not busy," Su Shuangran called to stop her, took Xiang Wanchun's hand and walked inside, "Sit with me for a while."

Probably not long after waking up, the whole person looked tired and not clear, Xiang Wanchun sat down on the edge of the soft couch, and Su Shuangran leaned tiredly.Su Shuangran is always full of energy after waking up on weekdays, and he seldom shows his tiredness, let alone act lazy like a cat. Now Xiang Wanchun feels joy and palpitations when he sees the accident. It is inevitable that people straighten their waists and dare not move easily.

Seemingly feeling uncomfortable in the half-nuggled position, Su Shuangran moved her position, as if she wanted to stick to Xiang Wanchun's body.Su Shuangran didn't intend to do it, but it made Xiang Wanchun suffer.If things were left as usual, Xiang Wanchun might not think too much, but the many accidents that happened today made her afraid to take a breath at the moment, for fear that she would think in a wrong way when she relaxed.

However, he seemed to have seen through her mind, insisting on going against Xiang Wanchun, getting closer and closer, and finally even Su Shuangran's warm breath Xiang Wanchun could clearly feel.It was fine when I got on the boat, but now something is wrong again.Xiang Wanchun was restless, and regretted letting Fang Ruyi wait on the shore at the beginning, and she didn't know who to ask for help when she was embarrassed.

"Why is Wanchun's face red?" As soon as the words fell, Xiang Wanchun's cheeks burned even more.I don't know how to explain it, but Xiang Wanchun, whose neck turned red at the same time, looked extremely embarrassed.

Su Shuangran reached out her hand, put the back of her hand lightly on her cheeks and finally on Xiang Wanchun's forehead, and asked, "What's wrong?"

The delicate fragrance penetrated into the nostrils, Xiang Wanchun only felt that it smelled good, and wanted to take this fragrance into his body one by one, completely ignoring what Su Shuangran said.Su Shuangran's third voice called Xiang Wanchun, who was a little dazed and calmed down: "Sister, don't worry, Wan Chun is fine. The face will burn like this, and Wan Chun thinks that it is because there is too much charcoal in the furnace and the room is a bit hot. "

"If Wan Chun feels hot, you can turn out the fire." After finishing speaking, Su Shuangran tightened her clothes tightly.

Xiang Wanchun was talking casually, seeing Su Shuangran leaning on him, it was even more difficult to make an excuse to leave and distance himself from others, and took the soft quilt with one hand and wrapped it up with Su Shuangran: "It's better to be hot than cold, my sister is afraid of cold , it would be better to cover it."

"The quilt is also warmed by people. No matter how warm it is, it will always get cold." Su Shuangran said something that people couldn't cope with, and then said, "Wan Chun, come here."

Needless to say, Xiang Wanchun knew what was going on, and wrapped Su Shuangran's waist resignedly, Xiang Wanchun still carefully avoided the wound on the heart: "Is sister feeling better?"

"Well," Su Shuangran responded softly with his face half buried in Xiang Wanchun's neck, "Does Wanchun feel cold?"

Even if it was cold, he didn't dare to say it directly, Xiang Wanchun said: "I just lost my temper, not cold." The words were just superficial, but Su Shuangran couldn't help smiling because he translated the deep meaning.

The author has something to say: I even forgot to wish everyone a happy Children's Day, orz, sad reminder that the Dragon Boat Festival will never be. . .Just make everyone happy. .It is said that the number of words is getting smaller and smaller, the number of messages is getting smaller and smaller, and the things are getting more and more, so I really want to call for help. . .