The eyebrows were clustered together, and the fine lines were folded. After Zhong Qingye let go, he spent less and less time wearing the mask. His facial features, as delicate as works of art, were completely exposed to the air, and his eyes were dark and as black as crystal. , breaking through the thin indifference on the surface, Zhong Qingye could clearly see the raging torrent.
The look in his eyes always made Zhong Qingye's heart soften uncontrollably, as if he had been poured over by a cup of boiling water, and every corner was filled with wet warmth.
It had only been less than a week since he let go, and Zhong Qingye felt that he was really going to fall in love with this man.
"Okay, I'm really fine." Zhong Qingye suppressed the constant feeling of fatigue in his body, smiled and reached out to pat the shoulders of Qi Mo and Hong Ying, "I just have a little cough, it's just a joke."
"But..." Hong Ying hesitated to speak. Would most people cough like that when they cough? This is obviously something wrong.
Zhong Qingye raised his eyebrows, crossed his waist, and said arrogantly: "What, my words can't be trusted?"
Red Eagle: "..."
"Haha..." Qi Mo suddenly laughed twice, stretched out his hand to circle her around, and pinched her pretty little nose: "You will be so fierce, you will scare your husband."
Zhong Qingye's cheeks turned red because of that "husband" and he yelled back angrily. "It doesn't matter if you're scared to death!"
"How is that possible?" Qi Mo teased her with a smile. "What will you do if your husband dies? Who will love you as much as I do?"
Zhong Qingye's face turned even redder, which suddenly overshadowed her slightly sickly pallor. She angrily reached out and hit him on the chest, and cursed angrily: "You can't afford me! There are so many people willing to marry me." , if you die, I don’t know how many people will enjoy it secretly!"
"Really?" Qi Mo's smile suddenly turned sinister, he stretched out his hand to hug her tightly, opened his mouth and bit her ear.
"Ah...!" Zhong Qingye screamed instinctively and shouted angrily: "Asshole! You actually bit me!"
Qi Mo raised his eyebrows, "You're quite energetic. Come on, you didn't work hard enough for your husband last night."
Zhong Qingye was stunned instinctively, and quickly turned to look at Hong Ying on the other side. As soon as he met her eyes, Hong Ying immediately lowered his head, but the uncontrollable arc at the corner of his mouth was really... as ambiguous as he wanted.
With a bang, Zhong Qingye's brain was completely fried!
"Qi Mo! You bastard!!!"
A roar shocked a large area of the river.
Zhong Qingye was so angry that he was about to jump up. There was a hint of endearment in Qi Mo's eyes. He stretched out his hand to push down her restless little head. He didn't even care that Hong Ying was beside him, and stretched out his hand to slap her butt. He patted and threatened: "If you move again, I will carry you into the room right now!"
"..." Zhong Qingye stared at him angrily with his eyes widened, his teeth clenching. Qi Mo didn't notice her threat at all, and looked at her as if it was serious, and the two of them actually started to get into a fight like this. .
After a while, Qi Mo's eyes narrowed, and a ray of red light appeared in his eyes without warning. It flashed very quickly and disappeared quickly.
Zhong Qingye's heart skipped a beat. She had been sleeping with him for a few days and knew all about his behavior before that. Alarm bells rang in her heart. She reluctantly withdrew her eyes and turned away angrily.
"Pervert! Bastard! Beast!"
Hong Ying grinned as she listened. No one had ever dared to talk to the prince like this. This princess was really courageous. However, the prince was not angry at all, and actually showed that sweet smile.
Alas...what happened to this world?
but……
Hong Ying's eyes swept over Zhong Qingye's angry and blushing side face calmly, and his brows furrowed slightly uncontrollably, revealing some worry.
The princess's cough...is it really just a minor problem?
His cheek suddenly went numb, and Hong Ying suddenly woke up. He raised his head as if instinctively, and met Qi Mo's eyes that contained warning.
His heart suddenly trembled. Although he didn't know whether it was his eyes that offended him or some other reason, the prince's displeasure and warning were clear. Hong Ying is a smart man. After thinking about it for a moment, he understood what Qi Mo meant.
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With the bitterness swallowed up in his eyes, Hongying slowly lowered his head, saluted, stood up and walked into the cabin.
After walking a few steps, he couldn't help but stop and look back.
On the bow of the boat facing the river breeze, the two people sat quietly. The man in black held the woman in blue in his arms, holding his arms together in a protective posture. The two of them also had dark hair flying in the air, intertwined and entwined.
, it is difficult to distinguish each other.
The sun was warm, the river surface was sparkling, and the two figures seemed to be wrapped in golden light, which was so warm and harmonious that it made people's eyes tingle.
Hong Ying's heart suddenly felt bitter. He rubbed his brows in confusion, turned around and walked into the cabin.
Prince... I must have thought about it in my heart.
Princess, her cough...maybe not that simple.
Upon noticing that Red Eagle had left the deck, Qi Mo lowered his head and glanced at the little woman who was still angry. His slowly falling eyelashes obscured his dark pupils.
Deep in the eyes, there was a trace of cruel light, speeding past...
"Qi Mo..."
After a moment of silence, Zhong Qingye suddenly leaned back and leaned on his chest, his starry eyes half-closed, looking lazy.
"Yeah, I'm here."
"I used to go down this river and met an old couple on the way. They even took me in and spent the night at home. They were very kind to me."
Zhong Qingye was referring to the old man Hu and the old woman he met while walking. Those two simple old people had the most enthusiastic hearts for her, a person they met by chance. Although that dinner was a simple meal, even though it was a simple meal,
Thinking about it now, it still makes Zhong Qingye feel warm.
"Well, what's a good idea?" Qi Mo asked lightly, his voice as soft as a lullaby.
The thick eyelashes swayed a little, "The old man and I met on a boat. Their son passed away unexpectedly. The old woman also said that I look like their son."
"Son?" Qi Mo smiled slightly: "Shouldn't it be a daughter?"
"Stupid! Of course I dress up as a man when I go out. My men's clothes are very handsome."
"Handsome?" Qi Mo repeated in confusion, "What does that mean?"
"Well... oh, it's a good idea anyway. Otherwise, how could others say that I look like their son?"
"Haha" Qi Mo couldn't help but smile low as Zhong Qingye looked arrogant.
"Going to them?"
Zhong Qingye groaned and slowly shook his head. "Next time, it's more important to go back as soon as possible."