Ancient bedroom.

Xiao Rao sat slanted in the couch.

Feng Beimian stood stiffly in front of her.

The two of them raised their eyes, and he lowered their eyes, and their fair and pretty faces were all covered with his reflections in Yingying's fox's eyes, Xiao Rao... The woman who brought him to the rockery, was looking up at him.

That day, she looked at him like this.

Confused and infatuated.

The face is bright red.

Feng Beimian felt something strange in his heart. He coughed twice and said in a concealment: "I, I... I am born so tall."

"Is that so good? It's so tall and strong."

Xiao Rao whispered, as if she was very envious.

Feng Beimian:...

Great strength!!

His face suddenly turned red.

[Sister Rao, what do you want to do to Fengfeng?]

9527 sounded out.

The voice is filled with...the expectation visible to the naked eye.

【What do you think I can do to him?】

Xiao Rao said in a low voice, and looked like a little white lotus, blinking weakly and innocently.

She joked and joked.

9527:【…】

Silent.

Xiao Rao turned her gaze back to Feng Beimian. This guy, on that day...day, as the one who ran away after sleeping and played the role of the "victim", she did not dare to look at him much.

At present, he is dressed in a woman's outfit and is "going into the trap".

Of course, Xiao Rao would not be polite. She blinked the fox's eyes and looked at him carefully from top to bottom, from inside to outside, and even leaned over to hold his hand and asked him curiously, "Are you serving in my brother's study?"

"What's your name?"

"My name is Feng..."

The soft and delicate little hand suddenly touched his big hand, and the cool fingertips rubbed the thin calluses of his palm. The familiar touch made Feng Beimian lose his mind in an instant, instinctively blurted out, and reacted in an instant.

"My name is Xiaofeng!"

He suddenly said.

"Oh, Xiaofeng~~Haha, you're not young~"

Xiao Rao's voice seemed to be pointing out.

Feng Beimian's face turned red, his heart was beating randomly, his chest was throbbing, and his body became stiff.

What does Xiao’s daughter mean?

Is it a filthy person?

Xiao Rao, "Look at you, you are taller and even your hands are bigger than me. You shouldn't be called Xiaofeng, you should be called Dafeng!"

Feng Beimian:...

Well, it's so dirty!

He lowered his head in shame, with his eyebrows deeply vertical lines.

Xiao Rao:...

He looked at his slightly red face almost laughing, and the dark fire lit up in his dark eyes, and thought to himself: Oh, it’s so interesting and relieved to make things happen like teasing men. It’s not in vain that she has been waiting for the courtyard for so long.

It can be worth the price.

"What are you doing with my brother?" she asked again.

Feng Beimian was held by her hand and asked softly (teached), feeling a lot of feelings.

Anyway, after living for so many years, he has never faced such a scene.

He died early, and he had never been so close to a woman. He never had to serve the palace maids in close proximity.

"I, ahem, I serve the pen and mo."

He said it hard.

"Serve the pen and ink? Then, are you literate?"

Xiao Rao was shocked and seemed to be very happy.

Feng Beimian: "Yes, I know how to read."

Not only literacy, the Four Books and Five Classics, and literary and military strategies all involve some.

"I am good at literacy, and I can read books by literacy, and I have gained knowledge and cultivated my sentiment. I have been in this small courtyard for ten years. If I don't have books to accompany me, I don't know how lonely I will be!"

Xiao Rao sighed sincerely, looking lost.

Feng Beimian's eyes were dark, and the afterglow swept the room.

Old furniture, simple decoration, moss in the corners of the wall, paint on the dressing table, and tiles on the top of the head are not complete...

hehe.

What a wealthy and unparalleled servant's mansion.

What a corruption of Xiao Jing, who embezzled 100,000 taels of disaster relief silver.

"I just followed the master to recognize a few words, it's nothing..." Feng Beimian whispered in a low voice, and inexplicably felt a desire in his heart. He didn't want to see such a lost expression on Xiao Rao's face, so he quickly changed the topic and said, "Hmm, do girls like reading books, too?"

"Yeah, I like it."

I like reading the storybook the most!

Xiao Rao raised his eyebrows lightly and said softly: "There are a few old books left by my mother in the west wing. I have been compromising and keeping them. If you like it, do you want to come with me?"

She is like a child who offers treasures.

Smiling with anticipation.

Feng Beimian couldn't bear to refuse, "Okay."

He nodded directly.

The two of them walked up to the west wing. The arrangement was still very simple, but it added a little more wild. A few apricot blossoms full of spring were inserted into vases in missing corners. New green willows filled the branches, and the window was half open, and a branch of spring was penetrated.

Xiao Rao brought out the treasured dried fruit and shared it with him.

"Try it, this is peach jerky, I made it myself."

She used her slender and white fingertips to pinch a red and orange peach jelly and handed it to his lips.

Feng Beimian's face turned red and she retreated at a loss.

"Do you dislike it? Alas, that's right, I am a widow who has been in the Qinglantern Ancient Buddha for ten years. In this mansion, even dogs can bark at me, I, I..."

Xiao Rao was slightly stunned and sighed quietly.

"I didn't dislike it!" Feng Beimian instinctively whispered loudly.

Xiao Rao, "Xiaofeng, don't be afraid, it doesn't matter if you dislike it. I will pay attention to it, I won't blame you."

"I'm not good at all... Even my brother and sister-in-law think I'm not lucky. I'm just a little lonely. I've lived alone for a long time and finally someone can talk to me."

"I didn't mean to force you." She whispered to herself.

The obscene look really hurt Feng Beimian's heart and almost blurted out, "I don't mean to dislike you." Then, he lowered his head and put the peach tray into his mouth.

The rich fragrance, soft and sweet blooms between the lips and tongue.

"Oh, you..."

Xiao Rao was slightly stunned, and then she burst into a sincere smile, brightly as if the sun was scorching. She pursed her red lips, held the dried fruit in plain hands, and handed it to him sincerely, "Don't worry, if you like it, you will give it to you."

She laughed.

"You, you eat too."

Feng Beimian whispered softly, her face red.

Because I was too anxious just now, my thin lips accidentally touched Xiao Rao's finger.

"Um."

Xiao Rao smiled slightly, picked up the peach jerky, opened her red lips slightly, and took two light bites.

The bright red flesh turned over into her red lips.
To be continued...