Wang Xuanji left the attic hall first. After a while, Qin Liang also walked out and turned right to the house next to her. The attic and the bedroom were on the same north side. Qin Liang could not walk a few steps along the eaves.
I can go to the bedroom where Wang Lingjun lives.
There used to be very few people in this courtyard, but now that I have children, it is no longer as quiet as before. Qin Liang still maintained a steady pace and walked into the wooden door of the bedroom calmly.
There are inner and outer rooms inside, and there is no one at this time. There is a small door on the side of the outer room, and the latch has been opened.
Qin Liang didn't need to go to the back room, but he still subconsciously turned his head and took a look. He still remembered that in the middle of the night and early in the morning, he and Wang Lingjun Xuanji often stayed together quietly inside. Now that he suddenly came back here, he suddenly gave birth to something.
A sense of right and wrong. But the house is not important, the three of them are still there, they just changed places to get along.
He went out through the small door on the side, gently closed it with his backhand, and walked out of the room. The sunlight outside made his eyes bright. Along the dark wooden eaves that had been smoked by fire, Qin Liang quickly arrived at the door of an unused house.
A smell of dust came from the shop, and sure enough, Xuan Ji was waiting there. Standing among the dusty rough furniture, she really felt like pearls covered with dust. Xuan Ji blushed and seemed a little angry.
glared at him.
She was also wearing that kind of raw linen cloth. The fiber of the cloth was very rough and it had no edges. It looked like it was wrapped in a layer of tattered white cloth. Her hair was also tied up with simple twine.
Of course, it is even more impossible to apply makeup and powder on the face. But the color on the oval face is still gorgeous and moving, with jet black hair, phoenix eyes, dark eyes, satin-like white skin, vermilion glossy lips, and facial features that are clear and bright.
This is in line with a saying that a real beauty is still a beauty even if she is only wrapped in a piece of rag. The contrast between the rough clothes and the delicate and shiny skin makes it easier for people to think more and want to see what is covered under the linen cloth.
What a scene. At this time, Xuan Ji said angrily: "I think you did it on purpose. You knew I was in mourning and you still said those words. Do you want to see me cry before you will be satisfied?"
Qin Liang was startled for a moment, mainly because he was thinking wrongly. He really liked watching Xuanji cry, but he didn't expect that Xuanji was so moved before. After all, he didn't mean to say nice things. He remembered that his narration was very
Rationally. He said casually: "My grandfather is not my biological father. I have been in mourning for several months, so that's pretty much it."
Xuan Ji said: "I have been calling you Father for so many years... oh!"
Qin Liang had already hugged her waist, and immediately felt a warm and soft feeling in his arms. He also smelled a refreshing and refreshing fragrance in his nose, which was also mixed with the not-so-pleasant smell of raw hemp. After getting closer, he
You can even see the delicate snow-white skin on her face and neck, which is more beautiful than silk and satin, and has a vividness and tenderness, as if it is the most beautiful image in the world.
"Enemies." Xuan Ji said softly.
But Qin Liang quickly felt the touch of her mouth and nose on his neck, and he said directly: "Without further delay, this place is no better than before."
???????????????Xuanji said in a trembling voice: "It's really not good. Should I endure it any longer?"
The two have known each other for almost ten years. Xuan Ji would not say this intentionally. She must be really confused.
Qin Liang said: "It would be bad if others knew about it."
Xuan Ji said in a charming voice: "Zhong Ming has always been so bad."
Qin Liang wanted to tell her to untie her clothes quickly and stop messing around, but in the end he didn't urge her. He just turned to look at the height of the sun outside the window and estimated the time.
The two of them definitely can't stay here for too long. Once it's close to noon, if someone comes to ask them to have lunch and they can't find anyone, it will be a serious problem.
It doesn't matter if you eat at the Wang family, even though the Wang family has many servants and maids that Qin Liang doesn't know about, but in this era, people usually use swords to plot, and it's almost impossible to poison without anyone noticing.
Therefore, in the annals of the early dynasties, there are often records of assassinations. After all, people were stabbed until they were covered in blood. The incident was of course very clear. But in the middle and later periods, when products were abundant and technology advanced, it was rare for important figures to die from assassinations.
Most of them died in mysterious circumstances, such as falling into the water at a young age and contracting a serious illness, probably because there was nuclear contamination in the water.
At this moment, Xuan Ji suddenly stamped her foot and sighed "Alas", then gently pushed Qin Liang's chest, and Qin Liang let her go in cooperation.
Xuan Ji bit her soft red lips with her white teeth and said, "Wait for me a moment." After that, she turned around and walked out of the door.
Shaoqing, she returned to the door briskly. Qin Liang turned around and saw that her burlap clothes had disappeared, and she came back wearing only the lining. He immediately understood what Xuan Ji meant, and couldn't help but thought: Very good,
After all, people like to deceive themselves.
She then thought of something else, reached out and quickly took away the raw hemp rope that bound her hair, and immediately her beautiful black hair fell down, shining brightly under a ray of sunlight.
Qin Liang was stunned for a moment. In ancient times, women generally did not have disheveled hair, but once their long hair was spread out, they still had a natural beauty. Men really have a fascination with beautiful women's long hair.
Looking at Xuanji's quick movements, Qin Liang could feel at this moment that her temperament was different from yours. Although Xuanji was generally gentle in front of him,
But there is also a hot side.
The hemp rope that bound her hair was like some kind of restraint. After Xuan Ji untied it, she finally breathed a long sigh of relief.
The temperature in early spring is not high yet, so the lining Xuan Ji wears is quite thick, but not as stiff as the rough, linen fabric. The lining is much softer. The fabric under the collar is the tightest and narrowest, so that the fabric on the sides
, there are also tight and stretched folds.
Somehow, Qin Liang recalled the scene of Mrs. Bai slapping the sack while filtering soy milk. It was not because of Mrs. Bai, but because of that image. Sometimes people are like this, and they always treat things that they don’t understand.
Meaningful little things in life create memories.
Qin Liang had seen several stunning girls in the Wei Dynasty, including some with excellent figures, but he had never seen anyone who could completely compare with Xuan Ji in a certain aspect. Mrs. Bai whom she met yesterday was also not as good as Xuan Ji. At that time, Qin Liang pulled
I also saw it when Mrs. Sumibashi was handed over.
"What are you looking at me for? It's not like I don't know you." Xuan Ji walked over slowly, with affection in her charming eyes and a hint of panic. Qin Liang listened to her delicate voice and wanted to talk to her more.
Conversation, but when they are anxious to express their feelings to each other, the speaking speed will be different. After a while, she will be even more sad and cry. Moreover, Qin Liang walked behind when he came, and when he left, he would most likely leave first.
The sunshine outside the window is southerly, and it will not reach the sky even at noon. It seems that there is not enough time to spend together.