When I saw Qiu Yanzhu again, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

Although Qiu Yanzhu had already dressed up and changed into the sky-blue clothes he usually wore, the fatigue between his brows and eyes could still be easily seen. His porcelain-white complexion in the past had turned into a light wheat color due to the wind and sun.

It has a bit of literary elegance and a bit of masculine maturity.

"Why don't you take a break before coming back?" Zi Su pushed the tea she made and said to Qiu Yanzhu, "It must have been a hard journey!"

Qiu Yanzhu held the tea cup, looked at Zi Su quietly, raised the corners of her lips and said, "I think I won't feel tired when I see you arrive!"

Seeing a blush on Zi Su's face, he smiled, lowered his head and held the tea cup. After taking a sip, he raised his head and said, "Have you ordered everything and put it in the warehouse?"

"Mr. Mei is helping the third brother, I think it will be over soon."

Qiu Yanzhu nodded.

For a moment, he didn't speak, neither did Zisu, and the room fell into a sweet silence.

The silver charcoal in the brazier emits flames one by one, and in the pottery four-legged incense burner, the sweet scent of nard is refreshing. Outside the window, the warm afternoon sun passes through the carved japanese fans and leaks through the red paint on the wood.

On the floor, there are streaks of yellow light and shadow, which give people a sense of tranquility over time.

Qiu Yanzhu's fair and slender hands slowly fiddled with the charcoal in the charcoal basin, and said softly: "Why don't you recognize him?"

Zi Su suddenly came back to her senses, and looked at Qiu Yanzhu, who was looking at her affectionately, not as a question but as a question of love. His eyes were so blazing that her heart was beating wildly.

It took a lot of effort to suppress the panic in my heart. I tilted my head slightly and said softly: "I'm afraid it's easier to invite gods than to send them away."

Qiu Yanzhu was stunned for a moment. After a moment of astonishment, he laughed and said, "How do you say this?"

Zisu expressed her worries again.

After Qiu Yanzhu heard this, he couldn't help but remain silent, nodded slightly and said: "Your worries are not unreasonable. Forget it, in this case, just do what you want."

"Don't you think I'm so inhumane?" Zisu raised her eyebrows and looked at Qiu Yanzhu.

Hearing this, Qiu Yanzhu raised his hand and pinched Zi Su's face. Zi Su said "Ouch" and wanted to turn away, but when she turned around, the corners of her lips slipped over Qiu Yanzhu's hand, like catkins floating by.

The gentleness of the spring breeze on the water made Qiu Yanzhu, who was just a few feet away, suddenly startled. The next moment, his hand touched Zi Su's lips, which were like freshly peeled pomegranates.

As if being struck by lightning, Zi Su could neither hide nor hide, and a bright morning glow suddenly appeared on her face.

"Susu!"

Qiu Yanzhu murmured, and his fingers slid across Zi Su's lips, moved towards her dark eyebrows like distant mountains, slid across her eyes like autumn water, and finally fell back to her slightly trembling lips like petals.

Qiu Yanzhu's voice was like the spring breeze in March blowing lightly over Zi Su's heart, inexplicably touching her mood. Her eyebrows were slightly drooped, and her long and upturned eyelashes fluttered like the wings of an elf.

"Yanzhu!"

As soon as Zi Su finished speaking, she felt that Qiu Yanzhu's breath seemed to be much closer to her, and the faint orchid fragrance on his body became much clearer. Zi Su suddenly raised his eyes and instantly bumped into a pair of

Like a cold star

Eyes, those pair of cold star-like eyes reflected a beauty wearing a lake-blue bra. The corners of her eyes and eyebrows were full of smiles. Her eyes were shining like gems, and there was a little blush on her cheeks, as delicate as freshly opened ones.

flower!

"Su Su." Qiu Yanzhu stroked her lips, lowered his head, and kissed her gently on the forehead.

Zisu's heart suddenly trembled. Such a light kiss did not contain any lust, but it was sacred like a pious worship. It made her feel that in his heart, she was his treasure, cherished and sweet.

"Yan..." Zi Su just spoke, but Qiu Yanzhu's lips had slowly moved down along her nose and landed on her red lips. First they moved slowly, and then they moved in her dazed body.

When the confusing heat surged involuntarily and hugged his waist, Qiu Yanzhu suddenly changed from his previous gentleness, and the tip of his tongue flexibly invaded, teasing passionately, with a vaguely aggressive aura.

His breath hit her overwhelmingly, instantly knocking her consciousness out, making her cling to him like a drowning person.

"Susu..."

His blurred voice slipped past Zi Su's ears, and his hands moved on her mountain-like body, as if searching for her destined destination. Although he seemed thin, he burst out with energetic arms at this moment, tightly holding Zi Su's body.

Su held him in his arms, as if he wanted to embed her into his flesh. His lips and tongue were even more intense, with a bit of unexplainable domineeringness.

Zisu leaned feebly in his arms, leaving only a blank blankness in her mind.

After a long time, when Zisu forgot the time and where he was, Qingqing's voice asking for instructions outside the door sounded in his ears, "Girl, the food has been put into the warehouse. The third young master asked the girl if she wanted to go and count it."

Zi Su suddenly came to her senses and quickly pushed Qiu Yanzhu.

Qiu Yanzhu slowly let go of Zi Su, and his dark eyes were as deep as the sea level in the dark night. He looked at Zi Su's lips that were stained with water after he kissed them, and they were as red as if they had just been kissed.

The delicate flower watered by the rain and dew. My heart moved, and I couldn't help but lower my head and kiss the delicate flower again tenderly.

"Qingqing is outside." Zisu pushed Qiu Yanzhu angrily.

Qiu Yanzhu smiled, and after a kiss, he let go of Zi Su and said softly: "She really knows how to find the right time."

Zisu glanced at him bravely, raised her head and said to Qingqing: "Tell Third Young Master, no need."

"Yes, girl."

Qingqing retreated as if fleeing, and when she was far away, she hurriedly patted her chest with her hands, her little face turning red as if she had rubbed two ounces of rouge.

As he walked, he said softly: "I swear, I really didn't mean it. If I knew... I definitely wouldn't go..."

If there is no beginning or end, I'm afraid only she will know what's going on.

In the room, Zi Su touched her face, which was extremely hot. She saw that it was getting late, and she was afraid that it would be time for dinner in a short time. By then, she would not be able to find excuses to shirk it, but she looked so happy.

Look... Zisu glared at the first servant bitterly, "It's all you, how can I go out to meet people later?"

Qiu Yanzhu looked at her extremely shy look, and his heart was full of tenderness. He reached for the tea cup on the table, refilled her cup of tea, and said softly: "Drink a glass of water first. It's still early."

"

Zi Su took the tea cup and took a sip, but Qiu Yanzhu's words rang in her ears.

"Susu, I really want to marry you back as soon as possible."
Chapter completed!