marry a weak waist

The falling flowers are red and cold, the sky is clear and the clouds are light, and the thin wind seeps in from under the curtain, gently lifting the silver-red gauze.The gauze curtain was raised and lowered, and Dong Mo's face appeared in the corner of Meng Yuan's eyes.

She listened to what he said to coax the child, her heart sank very softly, as if she was in a dangerous swamp forest, the air was humid and hot, and there were tall orchids and grass everywhere, but in the dark place invisible to the naked eye, there were hidden dangers at any moment. Attack her monster.

Thinking in her heart, the hairs all over her body stood up involuntarily, and she gave way again while holding the brocade quilt.

Hearing the sound of the door opening outside, it was Xie Chun who came in with the medicine, handed it to Dong Mo before the bed, bowed his body and looked in at Guan Mengyu's complexion, "Look, just order a few more smoked cages to warm you up. The girl's face will now have some color."

When she came, it would be hard to avoid Meng Yuan, so she sat up and smiled at her apologetically, "Would you delay your business?"

Xie Chun tucked in the quilt, while relaxing her heart, "What's the delay? I have nothing to do."

"Aren't you busy? We have to prepare for the New Year's dinner."

"This is the work in the kitchen. What can I do?" Xie Chun glanced at Dong Mo and smiled, "It's not in the middle of the capital. Our father is the only one here. He doesn't like to be lively, but please have a look." The troupe makes a fuss to suit the scene. We have chosen a troupe, and the girl is about to get well, so let's listen to the opera together."

Meng Yu nodded her head in response, she became more energetic when she spoke, her lotus face was tender, and her eyes rolled slightly.Dong Mo watched from the side, couldn't bear to touch it, so he took the medicine bowl to the outside room, put the bowl on the wide edge of the gold-flowing charcoal basin to warm it, and sat on the couch with his eyes closed to fall asleep.

There was thin laughter in the bedroom, and the two of them were talking about something homely.He listened, leaning his back on the window sill, with a smile on his lips.

After Xie Chun finished speaking, he brought the bowl in.Meng Yu fell asleep again, pressed the quilt, and blinked spring water in his eyes, "Xiechun is really good, unlike those girls who bully others, they are all fake polite."

Dong Mo slowly landed on the chair, "Only she is good, so I am not good?"

Meng Yao didn't answer correctly, yawned and was about to close his eyes.He smiled silently, and stirred the bowl twice with the spoon in his hand, "Get up and take the medicine."

For some reason, when Meng Yu opened her mouth, her voice was unbelievably soft, "I don't want to eat right now, I'll let it go later." Somewhat arrogant and unreasonable, she suddenly startled herself.

She was very embarrassed, pulled the quilt over her shoulders, and turned over.Dong Mo's heart also softened, he put the bowl aside, and bent down to hold her shoulder.

The soft bone was held in his hand, as if he was holding a simple and meager life, which made him very careful, "How can I not take medicine?"

Meng Tiao was burned from his forehead to his cheeks, afraid that he would see something, so he dared not turn over for a long time.After a while, he persuaded again, "Go to sleep after taking the medicine, be obedient."

She still didn't respond, her eyelashes trembling slightly.Dong Mo pursed his lips into a smile, playfully put one arm under her neck, and hooked the other arm around her leg, as if he wanted to hug her.

Meng Tiao was so startled that he immediately turned over and sat up, hating him with drowsy eyebrows, "Oh, it's alright! It won't go bad after a while, so what are you going to do!"

Dong Mo was also a little startled, and his expression was a little bad for a moment, he fell back on the chair coldly, and brought the bowl to her.

After a while, he explained it himself again, smiling helplessly, "I've never been scolded like this before, as if I really owed you something in my previous life."

Meng Tiao repented of his words and deeds, and obediently held the bowl under his sleepy eyes.The bottom of the bowl was a little hot, she switched hands, took a sip, swallowed, and muttered softly, "You can leave me alone."

Regardless of her?Dong Mo felt a little embarrassed when he thought about it, since we met so far, he has indeed done many meaningless words and deeds.But there is an old saying that just illustrates these nonsensical and meaningless things:

This is life.

With a sigh, he bowed his head to fate, took the bowl in her hand, and held the spoon to feed her.Meng Tiao raised his eyes and opened his mouth, his heart was mixed with the sky in an instant.

Far to the end of the sky, the grass is luxuriant and the rosy clouds have faded, but in front of you is a spacious official road, the mountain wind blows off the jade bones, and the white torches dance like a fire dragon, dimming the moon.

It turned out that Meng Yu and his party strangled the bandits and rescued the Yinlian sisters, and it was already dark when they went down the mountain.A large family was also rescued.Yinlian has some injuries on her body, and she is a weak girl, she might not be able to withstand the running around.Meng Yu ordered only a few officers and soldiers to stay with them and rest in the post house for two days, while the rest led the family back to the city first.

The officers and soldiers below took orders one after another, and Meng Yu ordered a leader, "Go back and report to my house for safety."

Not long after arriving at the post house, Yinlian fell asleep all the way, Meng Yu carried her into the house, and only saw her ragged clothes and some scratches on her face by facing the candlelight.

The boy sent a few officers and soldiers to rest, closed the door, held up the silver to the window to take a picture, and couldn't help frowning, "Master, look at this, I'm afraid..."

What is unclear about this situation?Meng Yu sat on the folding chair in front of the bed and raised her hand, stopping the rest of his words, "It goes without saying."

As soon as the words fell, Yinlian woke up from her sleep, looked around the room, and her eyes fell on Meng Yu, she was speechless for a moment, and many tears rolled down.

Meng Yu took her quilt and said softly: "Your sister is asleep in the next room, and someone is attending to you. There is nothing wrong with you. I will send someone to Linzhen to invite the doctor. You will be there in a while. Just tell the doctor to listen." .”

Yinlian just wiped her tears left and right, Meng Yu wanted to comfort her, she turned around and glanced at the servant, the servant hurriedly put down the lamp and left the room.He got up just now and poured a cup of hot tea, "Speak slowly if you have anything to say."

Yinlian just covered her face and wept, she was speechless and had nothing to say.Seeing her like this, Meng Yu regretted sending them to Qihe.Feeling ashamed in his heart, he became more gentle, "Don't worry, no one dares to publicize this matter. When you return to Licheng after a two-day recuperation, it will be the same as before you left, just as if nothing happened."

As he spoke, he sighed again, "In the end, life is the most important thing, nothing else is a big deal."

Hearing this, Yinlian raised her astonished face, but forgot to cry, and shook her head quickly, "You're thinking wrong, although we were robbed, we were not humiliated. The big family members were also robbed, and some Qian, they only care about entanglement with this family, and Yulian and I have smeared our faces black, so they can't care about us anymore."

Meng Yu nodded, because he asked: "It's not because of this, but where is your body hurt?"

Yinlian smiled with her face down, her face was full of tears, and she looked a little sad, "It's nothing, just roll around in the bandit's den, and your reputation will be ruined."

Meng Yu sat crookedly on the chair, feeling a little helpless, but a young man led the doctor in, checked his pulse, checked his injuries, and said that it was nothing serious, they were all skin traumas, but some were frightened, so they would rest for two days. good.

The medicine was dropped in this compartment, and the servant led her to the next door to see Yulian.Meng Yu sent the people in the post office to fry the medicine, and after seeing the silver lotus eating, he was about to leave, "You rest first, stay here for a few days, and then we will go back to the city."

Just as she turned her back, she suddenly heard Yinlian calling sadly from behind, "Don't go!"

Meng Yu turned her head and saw her in the tent, the jade in her muscles faded away, and her tears fell obliquely.He had to sit back again, speechless for a while.

Yin Lian gradually stopped crying, hugged her knees to shed tears, and looked at him mockingly, "Are you tired of me? I'm just bothering you."

"Nothing." Meng Yu smiled, with a tired face, "It's just that it's late at night, and I'm afraid it's inconvenient for lonely men and widows to stay."

"It's nothing inconvenient." Yinlian lowered her neck mournfully, revealing a piece of tender flesh on her neck.That white skin is completely different from Meng Yuan's white skin, she looks weak and weak while Meng Yuan is indifferent.

Thinking of Meng Yu, Meng Yu couldn't help laughing, but also felt that it was not good for him to be laughing just now when he was crying sadly, so he put his hand on his forehead, trying to cover up the smile.

Yinlian looked at it from the corner of her eye, and even the slender moon outside the window, she felt very desolate in her heart.With her face turned away, she slightly turned her messy black bun towards him, and lightly twitched her shoulders, presumably crying again.

Meng Yu completely suppressed her smile and frowned, "Why are you crying again?"

After a long silence, Yinlian still didn't turn around, but her voice was full of determination and desolation, "I'm crying for you."

Meng Yu couldn't help shaking in her heart.Many women shed tears in front of him, but they pretended to be a little gold and silver jewelry.As for Meng Yuan, she has never cried, she always smiles mockingly, her lips are like the two ends of a thin moon, pointed and upturned coldly.

He always thought that even if there were some inexplicable feelings between him and Meng Tiao, it was not enough to become a deep-rooted mark in her heart.What he understands about Meng Yao is not for anyone to hurt nor for anyone to be happy, all her emotions are only for her to control.

So in the face of such a weak girl who felt sorry for him, he uncomfortably retracted the stretched out legs, tilted his head on the back of the chair and smiled, "I'm so happy here, what am I crying for?"

Yin Lian knew that he was pretending to be stupid, so she couldn't say anything more, and she fell down, "I'm a little scared to trouble the master to keep watch here all night."

I waited anxiously for a while, thinking that he would refuse, but I didn't want him to say: "Go to sleep, I won't go."

She clutched the corner of the quilt and turned it over on the pillow to look at Meng Yu. When he got up, she raised her heart and followed him to the window.Outside the window, the stars are thin and the moon is lonely, and the frost is heavy and the dew is cold, falling on his cold shoulders.

In another day, the clouds will be deserted, and the smoke will be everywhere. Every family will close their doors and have a big feast, and enjoy themselves behind closed doors.The sheng flute in this wall is mixed with the tune on the wall, one play is mixed with another story, and the mix is ​​so messy that one year is mixed and the next year is ushered in.

The theater troupe hired by Qingyu Garden was for the entertainment of the subordinates. Dong Mo didn’t like to go to theater, and seeing that Meng Tiao was ill, he ordered Xie Chun to bring colorful clothes to play after the banquet, and he took Meng Tiao back to the room alone.

Xie Chun followed behind and said in a low voice: "It's better to send two girls to take orders, if the master and the girl want something."

"No, there's no need for anything." Dong Mo turned his back and led Meng Yuan away.

In the garden, the shadows of flowers are few and far between, and the corridors are elegant. On the way, Meng Tiao coughed a few times while covering his mouth, and then he leaned forward and waited.When she stepped forward, he held out his hand and said jokingly, "You don't need to hand it over."

This man is really strange.Meng Tiao raised his eyes to look at him, his face was pale, his face was pale, with a pair of slightly heroic eyebrows embedded on his head, making him look more and more cold and indifferent.

Maybe it was because of her illness, but after all she put her hand in his palm, and immediately whispered, "My God, your hands are actually colder than mine!"

Dong Mo didn't let go, but held her tightly tightly, with a calm expression, "You're cold, and I'm cold too. Maybe you'll get hot after holding it for a while? Who knows."

Meng Tiao thought of Meng Yulai, and looked towards the sky, wondering if his gold and iron horse had rescued the beauty?There is no shortage of legendary heroes who save the beauty in the world, but few pay attention to the sympathy of each other.

She mourned, carefully stepping on the moss on the path, her steps were extraordinarily light, but her head was lowered.Dong Mo pulled her, but he didn't feel intimacy. Instead, he seemed to be pulling a weight of gold, which was extraordinarily heavy.

According to his previous temperament, he simply let go!Even if he was swirling in doubt, how could he have the confidence to drag such a person with too many scruples?But at this moment, because of Mengyao, he suddenly had a huge belief.

He raised his arm and held Meng Yuan under his shoulder.Meng Tiao sang "Ah" like a frightened mountain bird, and raised his face in surprise.

His faint smiling face lowered, and his eyes rolled into her eyes, "You are sick, this move is not considered disrespectful." He paused for a moment, then sighed softly, "You are sick, it's okay .”

What an excuse for peace of mind, even Meng Yuan suddenly settled down.The two walked in the path covered by arrow bamboo, the rustling dense leaves enveloping the setting sun and time.

If everything is isolated, then the sick person is allowed to be a little weak, and can temporarily need a support.

Seeing that she didn't refuse, Dong Mo raised the corners of his lips, and pulled the lapel of the cloak to cover her shoulders, his voice gradually became clearer, "When you get better, I'll take you to visit Shuwang and pay his respects to him." This year, I will also take you out for a walk."

"Master County Lord?" Meng Yu tilted his face up.

His face was still pale, and the light smoke from his spit scattered around his lips, losing all his spirit and color.Dong Mo thinks that this is her background color, fragile and sick.He nodded slightly, and pulled her into his chest with some pity, "Well, Mr. Xian Zun, my only friend in Jinan."

Meng Tiao twitched her nose and said with a sneer, "Could it be that you have friends in Beijing?"

He stopped talking, turned his half-lowered eyes with piercing eyes, and said jokingly, "Are you laughing at me?"

"Oh! I told you to hear it." Mengyu Qiao was frightened, and a sweet smile appeared on his brows.

This winding path seems to have no breaks, the setting sun is slanting behind, and if you go on, it will be eternity if you don't pay attention.

This New Year's Eve is eternity, it is extremely long, even the wind does not blow past as swiftly and fiercely as before, but slowly lingers in the corridor, and you have to search someone's stomach for ideas and melancholy before blowing elsewhere go.

During the day, Meng Tiao can still talk and laugh with Dong Mo to pass the time, but at night, when the lamps are flickering and the Milky Way falls to the ground, worries will appear between his brows and his heart, and there is no way to avoid them.

Dong Mo also had to get busy since they were born together.People from the Chief Secretary came to pay New Year's greetings, and Dong Mo entertained a little, with a calm face, and it was not easy for people to stay.He also sent his servants to deliver the annual gifts everywhere.Even so, it is necessary to spare half a day to deal with these people.

If he wasn't here, Meng Yao had to find something to do for himself.This day, I called Caiyi to tell me in front of the bed, "You find an excuse to go out and go home to see how the old lady and Mei Qing are doing. The master and I are not here, and the mother doesn't care about things, so she doesn't know what to do. How to rebel."

Caiyi glanced at the door, sat on the edge of the bed to straighten her quilt, and pouted, "I don't know why, but their girl is on good terms with me, and she takes me with her wherever she goes. I want to go out, they Don't worry, you must follow. Even Brother Ping will send a car to follow."

After thinking for a while, Mengyu smiled and said, "When you say it, ask your neighbors to help take care of the house. You have to go to pay New Year's greetings at the end of the year. It's not good to ask people to follow. The neighbors will talk about it when they see it."

Caiyi followed this and told the butler that he was going out. After hearing this, the Xiechun man kept his eyes open, and went to Dong Mo's room to propose, "Since the master suspects that the eldest girl is married, I think the second girl is going to watch when she goes out. To visit my brother-in-law. Why don't you send someone to follow her quietly, who is married to this big girl, and what is going on with the couple, so that the younger one can find out the truth."

Dong Mo sat behind the case, clasped his hands in front of his stomach and turned around a few times, tilting his head slightly.With just a rolling of his throat, he still swallowed back those curious and pretentious thoughts.

Meng Tiao may hide many secrets, but he is no longer so curious. In the truth of those foggy barriers, he only realizes that she is indeed sick. The sickness is in her heart, and a sick person will inevitably have a particularly sharp nerve.

He sighed: "Forget it, there must be a reason why she didn't say anything."

It just so happened that the boy came to report, saying that Master Shao from the salt class had come, so Dong Mo logically stopped discussing the matter, and ordered him to be invited into the hall and get dressed to see him.

Walking to the middle of the pavilion, Mr. Na Shao hurriedly got up to greet him, "Yesterday, I was supposed to visit the door to pay New Year's greetings, and I was afraid that my lord's commuting here would be so complicated that it would attract people's eyes, so I didn't dare to visit until this afternoon."

Dong Mo was bored just now, smiled slightly, and invited people to sit down, "Is there any clue about the saltworks?"

"Inspection in various fields of the humble occupation, it was found that there were three salt fields that consumed more salt than before, with a total of 130 shi."

Dong Mo smiled, and picked up the tea bowl, "It's not too much."

"The salt consumption in the previous years was only slightly higher than that of the previous years. It can be seen that Mr. Zhang and Mr. Meng are just starting to trade salt privately, and they are not cooperating with the big salt merchants in the past."

"How did you meet?"

"If you cooperate with the existing major salt merchants, you won't be able to smuggle them. But if you let go of the salt lead, you will naturally be able to make a profit. But the tax has always been short-lived. In terms of market prices, salt merchants take half of the profits. Officials Take half of the profit. Judging from this move, it should be that they seem to be making more profits, secretly working as the top layer, smuggling the salt out, and selling it to the merchants below."

Hearing this, Dong Mo put down his tea bowl, and sneered lightly, "It seems that the two adults, Meng Zhang, have business acumen. They not only suffer from the tax deficit, but also make money from the common people, and they are both successful."

"Often dealing with merchants, naturally you will have more businessman's habits." Master Shao showed some worry, "It's just that they don't pay much salt at the moment, and if they want to open up their business, I'm afraid they will take it lightly."

Dong Mo was still calm, "There are more places to do business for profit, and the appetite will naturally grow. Don't worry, let them earn enough money first, and you will find out all the merchants they cooperate with while staring at the salt farm. .”

Mr. Shao agreed, laughingly asking him to write the family letter to pay New Year's greetings to the old man.Dong Mo also responded, and ordered a banquet to be held in the hall.

But Meng Yu saw that Dong Mo didn't come here during the dinner season, so he was just suspicious. Seeing Xie Chunxiang's skirt flickering, he called the girl to come in with a food box, and put a few porridge and side dishes on the small table in front of the bed. , One side explained: "A guest came today, and our master is eating with me in the hall. I can't come over. I will eat with the girl?"

Meng Tiao pulled himself up and laughed, "Zhang Ping is the one who dislikes socializing the most. People who come to celebrate the New Year these days just sit down for a while and then leave. Why do you want to keep someone for dinner this time? It must be some more important official?"

"What a high official, but a vice-president of the Salt Division. I used to pay homage to our grand master in Beijing. When I ran into him here, I naturally wanted to come to worship our master."

Hearing this, Meng Tiao lifted his mind slightly.Dong Mo's temperament was cold, and officials of the third and fourth ranks were too lazy to socialize, but they treated a vice-president in the salt class like this, which must have something to do with the salt affairs.

She took the bowl and chopsticks handed by Xie Chun, and pretended to ask casually: "Even if someone came to see him, Zhang Ping just didn't care about it. I don't know what kind of person this is, but Zhang Ping is optimistic about him."

Xie Chun sat in front of the bed with a wooden stool, and ate with her, "Oh, I'm not very old, in my early thirties, my surname is Shao, what's my name Shaoyu. I've only visited our master twice in Beijing before, it's probably rare The reason why I ran into an acquaintance in a foreign country is why I kept him."

Meng Tiao kept the words in his heart, and started chatting about other things.After eating a meal for less than half an hour, it was already late at dusk, the twilight was faint, and I saw Dong Mo seeing off his guests and returning home.

His silhouette crushed out a row of golden slanting light on the window, and he sat on the couch, waiting for the dining table to be cleared before sitting in front of the bed.At the end of the bed was a book he read yesterday. He picked it up, looked at Meng Yao for a moment, and reached out to touch her forehead.

Meng Tiao lay on the pillow, blinking her sleepy eyes, "Are you delaying your work? At this time, you are busy visiting relatives and friends to pay New Year's greetings. Even if you don't visit others, others will visit you."

Getting used to these words, Dong Mo didn't bother to answer anymore, his clear eyes waved like the lake line under the sunset, swaying sparklingly, "My forehead is not as hot as yesterday, why is my voice still so dull?"

Either because of illness, or because of Meng Yu, Meng Tiao was always a little bit unmotivated, so he smiled slightly, "I feel much more refreshed, probably because I just had a meal, and I feel a little lazy."

Dong Mo raised the corner of his mouth lightly, "Get up and walk around? Always lie down and lose energy."

Mengtiao agreed, put on her clothes and came out.It is the magnificent rosy clouds that dye the sky with begonia red, and the red stretches all the way to the back of the continuous Daishan Mountain.The sky is vast, and it was the first time she felt that the word was so lonely, as if it was boundless.We all know that people are always going to die, but living is a boundless thing, and we don't even know where to go tomorrow.

Her thoughts were wandering, a force came from somewhere, and she was tilted to the other side.Looking down on his shoulder, it was Dong Mo's hand.

He wants to take her out for a walk, just because she is sick, so that her weak bones have to lean on him a little bit.Dreaming about it, he smiled.

Dong Mo lowered his eyes and glanced at her, "What are you laughing at?"

She licked her dry lips and raised her eyes, "I think you want me to come out for a walk, not because of my illness, but to take advantage of me."

"It's because of your illness." Dong Mo frankly did not let go, and hugged him a few inches closer, "It's also to take advantage of you."

He was so open-minded that Meng Yuan's eyes widened, and he turned around, like dewdrops, rolling on the green lotus leaves, "How dare you say it?!"

"You are ashamed to ask, what am I embarrassed to say?" Just walking to the bottom of a flower stand, yellow and orange scorpion lily flowers fell on the top of the head, like a harvest of fruit, covering half of the sky.

He stopped, brushed away the flower branches hanging from Meng's hair, and said softly, "Do you want to take it?"

But unfortunately, the branch was entangled with Meng Tiaojiu, and the three thin pearl tassels were all tightly entangled by a vine.He put his hands on her head, and bit by bit he untied them, and they got closer inch by inch.

Meng Tiao had no choice but to hold his waist with both hands, as if embracing him.Thinking about his words again, he raised his eyes and asked knowingly, "What?"

He didn't answer, he just focused on fighting against the hairpin, biting his lower lip and wrinkling his forehead, breathing a little anxiously.When you lower your eyes for a while, you will meet the dreamy deer-like eyes, which are fragile and vivid, as if there is a lonely creature living there.

She had never seen Meng Yuan like this before, the life in her eyes seemed to be calling out to him weakly, begging him for help.He responded with more rapid breaths, and his hands slowed down a bit.

The warm breath hit Meng Tiao's face, making her face a little red.Her hands couldn't help but tightly clenched the cloth around his waist, her eyes could not be avoided, and she buried her in his chest.His chest heaved and heaved, as if there was a noise in it, thumping, making her heart beat wildly.

"Have you solved it?" Meng Yuan lowered his head and asked softly.

Dong Mo moved his hands, but his eyes fell on her trembling eyelashes, "Hurry up. Be patient."

Meng Tiao lightly stomped on the two embroidered shoes, and the skirt shook, "Your head is so low."

"Then lift it up."

I really asked her to lift it up, but she was a little afraid again.It's strange, how many men she has dealt with before, her eyes expressing affection directly, her skin touches gracefully, making people's hearts itch, unbearable, but her heart is still in a pool of stagnant water, completely motionless.At this moment, only under his eyes, and in his burning breath, there is a bit of softness.

Her neck is so low that her neck is aching, and the back of her neck shows two spines, supporting the crisp white skin, like a thorny branch swinging at night, cutting the thin moonlight.

Dong Mo saw it with his eyes, felt compassion in his heart, and he solved it faster, "Okay."

The spine finally disappeared into the skin, making him feel that her fragile life can live a hundred years because of his mercy.So he wanted to reward himself even more by asking for something cheap, "You haven't answered yet, why don't you take it?"

Meng Tiao had already forgotten, and raised her head, "What?"

"It's cheap." He said in his mouth, but the hand on her shoulder dropped down, and he retreated a little distance from her face to face.

When Meng Tiao really heard this, it was still different from what he knew in his heart.Whenever she thinks of these things in her heart, she often scoffs immediately: Oh, man, that's the virtue.

But his voice like blue smoke drifted to her ears, making her heart tremble along with it.The disdainful "man" has turned into a sultry "man".

After a while, Dong Mo walked forward with her arms in his arms, his steps were so slow that he deliberately made way for her, "I was joking, I knew you would not be angry because of these jokes, so I said it."

Meng Tiao raised her eyebrows and pretended to be fierce, "Who says I'm not angry? This will be full of anger!"

Seeing her bulging eyes like a cat, Dong Mo lowered his head, "I'll give you a slap." As soon as she raised her hand, he squeezed her wrist again, "I'm just being polite."

The wrist supported her, but she didn't let it go, wrapped her arms around her shoulders, rubbed her fingers with the other hand, and stared at her, "You've lost weight, most people will get fat during the New Year's Eve."

"I'm sick." Meng Tiao felt that his hand became hot from rubbing him, and the heat flowed all over his body along with the blood.She didn't like it, so she curled up a few fingers, and was nostalgic for the temperature. After all, she didn't pull back, and stared at her hand, "My nails are cracked!"

"where?"

"look."

She raised her index finger, and sure enough there was a white fine line from the middle of the nail.Dong Mo stroked it with his thumb, and smiled coaxingly, "Xiechun and the others have nail cream, go back and ask her for some."

He rubbed the nails twice again, and held her tighter, "Is it cold?"

Meng Yaoyao's head was raised, her raised chin was almost touching his chest, and her fluffy bun made her face very immature, so she looked a little coquettish.Dong Mo unconsciously lowered his face to coax her, "Be more energetic, let's go out tomorrow."

"Want to pay New Year's greetings to the county lord?"

Dong Mo smiled and didn't answer.Meng Tiao gradually understood him in detail, he didn't like to talk unnecessary nonsense, but he talked to her the most.

The heat from her hands was still flowing to her body, and it was about to flow into the cold bones, making her tremble in her heart uncomfortably, trembling into a rustling jade.

The author says:

Dong Mo: If your illness is not cured, I'm afraid I will die of illness too.

Meng Tiao: Nonsense!You want to live forever.

Heart disease needs heart medicine.