Rebirth is back for you

"You've really become a genius." Although Jiang Baixi's mouth is still usually out of line, but his face is smiling, and his hands are also very brisk.

After the door was opened, a warm scent mixed with the fragrance of flowers came in, Jiang Boxi looked at the people who were still a few steps away, looked up at the sky, and muttered: "It seems to be raining again. "

"If it's raining, it's especially suitable to nest in the house and listen to stories." The eldest grandson Qimu walked to the door a little faster than usual, passed Jiang Baixi and glanced at Jingran in the room, and then turned his gaze to Jiang Baixi With a gentle smile, her voice became softer and softer, "Am I right, her sister?"

"..." Jiang Baixi's smiling face froze, and he strode out of the threshold very quickly, shaking his head like a rattle while shaking his sleeves away, "Of course it's not right, my last song is still being replaced in the wind and rain. How can the prince stay in the house and listen to the story of Lao Shizi? You can’t!”

Jing Ran didn't get up, and looked at the person standing quietly at the door through the slightly swaying red light of the lantern in the corridor, seeing her long hair hanging down freely, seeing the warm light reflected on her clear and clear cheeks, watching Her slightly pursed thin lips drew a gentle arc.

Suddenly her throat became tight, she moved her lips, raised her arms, looked at Changsun Qimu and said softly, "Come here."

Changsun Qimu smiled very lightly, walked into the room as she said, and approached Jing Ran.

Jing Ran looked up at her, gently swung his sleeves to sweep the door closed, still opened his arms and said softly: "Come, sit in my arms."

"Okay." Changsun Qimu smiled again, and took a step closer to Jing Ran. Jing Ran hugged her, hugged her tightly, and gently rubbed her cheek against her.

Changsun Qimu put his arms around Jing Ran's neck, and let her rub for a while before lowering his head slightly to look at her delicate facial features, back and forth, often repeated, with gentle and delicate eyes.

"What are you looking at?" Jing Ran blinked the tide in her eyes, gently raised her sleeves, and wrapped the cool little face of the man in her arms into her palms.

The eldest grandson Qimu curled the corner of his mouth slightly, and his voice was soft and soft because of the injury, "Look at my wife."

"You're pretty too." Jing Ran smiled softly, stroking her cheek with his fingertips.

Changsun Qimu lowered his eyes, moved his gaze to the wine glass on the table, and said softly, "I want to drink too."

Jing Ran followed her eyes and looked at her. She didn't say yes or no, but she just moved her right hand and gently put her on her wrist.

Changsun Qimu was obedient and motionless, and let her feel the pulse without moving. His long and half-closed eyelashes fell softly and obediently, forming a gentle silhouette on the eyelids.

After a while, Jing Ran put his palm on her cheek again, rubbed it very lightly, with a smile in his eyes and voice, and said: "This jar of wine is not as drunk as the rouge I buried in the three-color maple forest, If you drink it today, I won’t have your part in drinking rouge in the future.”

Changsun Qimu closed his eyes a little unhappy, and said without changing his voice, "I want to drink."

Jing Ran couldn't help laughing, and gently kissed her thin lips.Wrapping her waist tightly with one hand, he stretched out his other hand to pick up the jug, and the clear wine quickly pulled out a slender wine line in the air, and after falling into the white porcelain cup, there were tiny drops of water. pop up.

"But you are so obedient today, I should reward you." Jing Ran smiled and pinched Changsun Qimu's cheek, took the poured wine and drank it again, then gently touched the head of the person in his arms Kissed.

Changsun Qimu's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and immediately embraced Jing Ran and kissed back.

The rich aroma of the wine diffused and stretched almost in an instant, and gently penetrated along, and the gentle tip of the tongue was passed to every soft and sweet place. Jing Ran could clearly smell every trace of fusion in his breath. The breath of Leng Fu Xuelian spread on the nose and lips.

Warm jade and warm fragrance, lingering in the chest.

The soft lips and tongue were tightly intertwined, and the slight scorching heat in the mouth was slowly rubbed by the shallow wine.Jing Ran gently held Changsun Qimu's palm and interlocked his fingers, the tip of her entangled tongue moved back a little, and tapped lightly on her equally soft lips.

The two slowly opened their slightly closed eyes at the same time, and the clear and warm water waves inside were reflected in each other's eyes, back and forth, never ending.

Jing Ran led the eldest grandson Qimu to enter again, gently biting her lips and the tip of her tongue and sucking. The long kiss was slow and gentle, containing unprovoked warmth and tranquility.

"Have you tasted it?"

After a long kiss, the two hugged together and panted lightly. Jing Ran reached out to caress the corner of the eldest Sun Qimu's lips, and softly smiled and asked her forehead with infinite love.

"I have tasted it." Changsun Qimu rubbed the tip of Jingran's nose affectionately, and said in a soft voice that seemed to melt away: "It's not as sweet as yours."

Jing Ran chuckled lightly, and said in a hoarse voice that was stained with bozui: "That must be because I haven't had enough."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to wave the jug, and after taking a sip from the jug, she tilted her head and kissed it again.

Changsun Qimu's soft eyelashes brushed Jingran's eyelids, and the two of them fit closer together. Jingran delicately brushed the thin lips around his lips, and put the tip of his tongue between Changsun Qimu's lips and teeth, guiding her Suck lightly and touch slowly.

"This time, have you tasted it?" Jing Ran nodded at the corner of Changsun Qimu's lips, and moved away a little again.

"It's still not as sweet as you." Changsun Qimu put his arms around Jing Ran's neck, rubbing against her as if he was about to curl up into her arms.

Jing Ran chuckled softly, put his arms around her back to make her hug more comfortable, lowered his head, and stared at her with phoenix eyes shining like stars, "That must be because the wine is not good enough, wait for it to come back Qingyue, I will take you drunk with rouge."

Today, she repeatedly mentioned the wine that she wanted to open several times, but shelved it because of the wrong timing, and the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Changsun Qimu nodded against her heart, "Okay."

Satisfied, Jing Ran tidied up her lapel that was slightly disorganized when she kissed just now, picked up chopsticks and filled a small bowl of dishes, warmed them slightly with internal force, and fed her one by one.

"You eat too." Changsun Qimu said vaguely with puffed cheeks.

Jing Ran responded with a smile, and with the small bowl and chopsticks in his hand, he fed her a mouthful and then ate another.

Halfway through the dishes in the bowl, Changsun Qimu finally couldn't help but gently pulled La Jingran's cuff, pointed at the fish in the bowl and said in a low voice, "I want to eat this too."

Jing Ran smiled, poked the fish with the tip of the chopsticks, and coaxed: "The fish will conflict with the medicine, you can't eat it."

Changsun Qimu seemed to purse his lips, hesitated for a moment, hesitated again, then stretched out his hand to the table and pointed again, "Then...that beef..."

Jing Ran seemed to want to laugh but felt sorry for her. He kissed her between the brows and said, "No meat is allowed."

Grandson Qimu: "..."

"...All right." As soon as the corners of his eyes were pulled down, a piece of crystal clear fish flowers was brought to his mouth, Changsun Qimu raised his eyes and blinked innocently, "Isn't it possible?"

"Well," Jing Ran moved the chopsticks towards him with a smile that was not a smile, and said with a nod: "It's rare for you to be well-behaved today, then..."

"..." Changsun Qimu seemed to raise his hand anxiously, and pulled Jingran's sleeve again.

"Do you want to eat?" Jing Ran raised her eyebrows.

"...Think." The voice was so low that it couldn't be lowered.

Jing Ran rolled her eyes with a smile, and couldn't help but bowed her head and kissed her cheek. After feeding the fish into her mouth, she took a piece of beef and brought it to her mouth.

This man, he likes to eat meat all the time, she noticed it early on.

"Is it okay?" Changsun Qimu really hesitated this time, but he still held Jingran's sleeve tightly before asking.

"Of course." Jing Ran squinted at her small movements, fed her the beef, stroked the corner of her mouth with a smile, and took another crystal shrimp dumpling, "Eat it if you want, I have a way."

"Okay," the eldest grandson Qimu raised a small arc on his eyebrows, raised his tail slightly, straightened his body and pointed to the table, and said Nuo Nuo: "Then I want that one, that one, that one, and that one, I Both."

"...Okay, okay." Jing Ran made a move with his sleeves, and that, that, that, and that all ran into the bowl one by one, Changsun Qimu blinked, and looked at the edge of the bowl like a child Look, I pursed my lips and smiled.

Jing Ran subtly fed the three-year-old in his arms, touched her bulging belly, and called "Mian'er?"

"Ok?"

"Are you drunk?" Jing Ran looked into her eyes.

"How could it be?" Changsun Qimu laughed, buried his head in Jing Ran's neck in a mess, and rubbed it back and forth.

Jing Ran: "..."

She put her arms around the head of the restless girl in her arms, let her rub against it, and turned her gaze to the porcelain jug on the table.

The top-quality porcelain pots are thin and transparent, with clear textures, and the clear wine inside can be clearly seen.

...It seemed that he drank a lot in that sip just now. Thinking of the two cups of drunkenness that Shuluan once said, Jing Ran was amazed for a moment. He lowered his eyes and looked at the cheeks that were covered with two cups of drunkenness in his arms, and smiled. Hold her up.

"Where to go?"

"Satisfy and go to bed, okay?" Jing Ran crossed the threshold with the man in his arms, glanced at the fine rain falling in the courtyard, turned and turned to the pavilion.

The cool breath mixed with the increasingly fragrant flower fragrance blows to the face with the wind, and it becomes softer and softer when it hits the tender green branches and leaves not long after the probe.Jing Ran's voice fell for a long time before she felt the man in her arms slowly rubbing against her chest, as if shaking her head.

"No, tell me a story."

"..." Jing Ran's breathing was very light and stagnant, he pulled her up, let her rub against his heart, and sighed quietly: "Yes, but you have to be good and don't move around."

Changsun Qimu stopped his movements when he heard the words, remained motionless, and obediently closed his eyes as if he was asleep.

Jing Ran lowered her head, gave her a gentle look, and after holding her arms tightly, she turned the corner of the corridor gently and steadily.