The water droplets carried her warm body temperature and stained the man's skin, causing a burst of numbness.

Song Heqing opened her dark eyes a little, locked her stunning little face, and pressed the black switch behind the door with her fingertips.

The fragrance in the flower house is sweet but not greasy. Walking along the cobblestone path to the end, a half-open seat like a golden cage is surrounded by flowers.

A corner of the white cashmere blanket was casually dropped on the ground, and a green flower-shaped tea set was placed on the small round table made of crystal.

The top of the golden cage-like seat is decorated with a round diamond, about the size of an adult's fist, shining under the incandescent lamp. Beside the seat, there are colorful flower petals scattered on the rectangular couch. , a few old pendant lamps with fireflies hanging from the silver flower stand extending from the glass wall.

During the inseparable kiss between the two, Liang Xi felt a little breathless, so she took the initiative to separate from him.

Opening his eyes, the beautiful and magical scene was a bit unreal.

Leaning weakly and bonelessly in Song Heqing's arms, Liang Xi closed her open clothes, raised her head, and looked at him with starry eyes, "Baby, does it still count if you ask me in the cloakroom?"

"Huh?" Song Heqing raised his final voice slightly, and a faint light flashed across the bottom of his eyes.

Liang Xi's face was blushed twice, and she reminded softly, "Stay up late."

After a pause, she added in a low voice, "Don't stay up too late... that's fine."

heard.

Song Heqing let out a low laugh from his throat, and it fell into Liang Xi's ears, feeling full of surprise.

He didn't speak, but slowly took out a hemp rope from his pocket.

"What are you holding..." Before he finished speaking, Xie caught off guard and saw what was in his hand, and stopped his voice immediately.

There was silence for two seconds.

Looking at the extremely elegant man in front of her, she opened her round starry eyes, slowly raised her head, and met his deep and smiling phoenix eyes.

An invisible sense of oppression and crisis, like a sudden storm, hit Liang Xi with an extremely powerful force of destruction.

......

Liang Xi loosened his clothes and involuntarily took two steps back from his embrace.

at this time.

Seeing the faint smile on the corner of the man's lips, she was suddenly enlightened.

When he was in the room, the little Buddha may have refused because he was really afraid of hurting her, but since she rejected him in the cloakroom, this matter has changed in the heart of the little Buddha!

so.......

Little Buddha deliberately brought her to the back garden instead of the front garden, and deliberately let her see this greenhouse!

Then, all her reactions were within Little Buddha's expectation.

In the end, things became as they are now.

From beginning to end, from beginning to end.

She is the one who is taking the initiative! ! !

Why did she guess that way, because this thing was put in the drawer of the outermost table in the cloakroom when she woke up in the afternoon and packed her luggage.

Little Buddha put on a coat for her, took her out, and went back halfway to get a pair of gloves to come out.

No wonder he wants to go back!The glove was definitely dropped on purpose!

Absolutely, absolutely!

"Baby." Song Heqing's indifferent brows had an unmistakable hint of spring, her crimson lips parted slightly, and her hoarse voice could be called gentle, "Come here, be good."

Liang Xi clenched her shirt tightly, shook her head and refused, "No, unless you throw away the things in your hands first, and I will go over after throwing away, otherwise you don't even think about..."

While talking, Song Heqing suddenly stepped forward, holding her wrist with long fingers, and imprisoned her in her arms.

"Hey! Hey! Little Buddha, let me tell you, I am a patient now!"

"Isn't it a bit too much for you to use this thing!" She was like a frightened cat, begging for mercy.

however.

The storm is still coming.

-

The next day, afternoon.

Liang Xi's illness is completely cured, surprisingly cured!

But have to say.

The illness is cured, but she personally feels that it is not very good. To be precise, it is very, very bad!

"Baby, Yun Sui is here." Song Heqing walked into the inner room, putting on a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on Jun's face, with a pleasant smile on his lips.

Liang Xi huddled under the quilt, her voice hoarse, "Tell my brother that I'm sleeping."

"He knows." Turning off the wall lamp in the room, he sat by the bed, slowly unscrewed the cap of the ointment in his hand, and squeezed out a bean-sized white ointment on his fingertips.

Afterwards, he took out Liang Xi's slender but bruised arm from under the silkworm quilt, and gently applied the ointment to the bruise little by little.

Liang Xi didn't bother to pay attention to him, her head was buried under the quilt, and she suddenly remembered that she hadn't seen the fairy thrown by her all day, so she had no choice but to ask him, "Where is the fairy?"

"Together with Huahua." Song Heqing stopped, poured a glass of honey water, and continued, "Baby, the day after tomorrow is our engagement banquet, and the banquet will be held at home, okay?"

Liang Xi snorted angrily, "How can you be on the street if you're not at home?"

After speaking, she sat up and passed the other arm over.

Looking at the bruises on her arms, Liang Xi just got angry and jumped up again. She was so angry that she kicked the man, "From now on, if you treat me like last night again, just wait for me." !"

"No more." Song Heqing spoke sincerely, and the next second, he curled his lips, but said, "At that time, the baby still said he liked it."

Liang Xi, "..." How could he become a gentle scum with glasses on!

"I didn't say it!"

Song Heqing raised her eyebrows, and didn't bother to tease the little majesty, and said dotingly, "Okay, I didn't say that."

...

The engagement banquet was held on December 14th. On this day, the weather was fine.

According to the custom of Jincheng, the engagement banquet is held in the evening.

Liang Xiwo was in the room, looking through the window at the Moon Tea Garden where the cars started to come and go in the evening, Huahua and Xiaohua were lying on either side of her, each pulling the bow around her neck.

"Young Madam, this is the first time our house is so lively." Butler Ding came to deliver the snacks, and seeing Liang Xi couldn't help but talk to her, "Mr. You can count the dignitaries and celebrities in Mingyuan with one hand."

"This time, you and your husband are engaged. The invitation was written by Mr. Liu himself, and Mr. Liu personally sent it to everyone."

"I estimate that several hundred people will come tonight."

Liang Xi yawned, and asked lazily, "Then Ah Qing also wrote hundreds of invitations?"

"How is that possible." Steward Ding will take out a piece of bread and give it to Xianxian, "The big hermit families in our Yan Kingdom, the 'Jianghu' forces, and the underground tycoons in the business and political circles, these are all written by the master himself."

"As for the others, Master Liu and the old lady sent people to notify them."

"Well, it stands to reason that the gentleman only needs to send someone to inform him, but you also know that the gentleman will feel that this is too contemptuous of you."

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