Although Yunzhou is located in the south and is still close to the sea, the north wind brings the autumn frost from the north over the mountains and mountains, and Yunzhou is also cold after a few autumn rains.
The sky was dark, and there was no warm sun, only patches of dark clouds floating in the pale blue sky.
And the bright landscape in the Qiankun courtyard also seems to be less sunny with the cold weather, changing to a cold tone, but it has a lonely and cold style.
Chu Yu sat by the window, quietly watching the fallen leaves in the yard, watching people come and go, cautious and careful.
She could see that the situation in this courtyard had changed again, and the way people came and went was not yesterday's road, but there was another road where there was no road yesterday.
"Little aunt."
A gentle and light voice suddenly sounded behind her, like a warm breeze in the autumn cold.
She turned her head, habitually took a bowl from the visitor, and looked down at the thick soup inside, exuding a warm aroma that was appetizing.
Chu Yu lowered her head and tasted it, her lips and teeth were fragrant, she was a little curious: "What kind of soup is this?"
Under her strong request, Qin Sheng has gradually become accustomed to calling her little aunt, which makes her much more comfortable.
And after the weather was cold, Qin Sheng finally didn't give her sugar water such as frog eggs, but changed to a nourishing medicinal diet, which was quite suitable for her appetite, so she didn't need to force it, she could eat it herself.
Qin Sheng smiled warmly: "The black chicken Angelica Codonopsis, stewed for an hour, is the most suitable for an ugly and shriveled body like the little aunt." ” The corners of Chu Yu's lips twitched, and she simply lowered her head and drank all the soup in the bowl, so as not to stuff the soup bowl into someone's mouth.
"Slow down, the reincarnation of a hungry ghost is not as hideous as the little aunt who is drunk."
Seeing the person in front of her drinking the soup obediently, Qin Sheng took a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her lips for her, and spoke softly.
His slender fingertips gently brushed against the corners of her lips, bringing a strange touch.
Chu Yu froze, a little uncomfortably trying to turn his head away, but his fingertips rested on her cheeks like a shadow.
Qin Sheng's hands are carefully maintained every day, in addition to often using a variety of rare balms to moisten and nourish, soaking in the juice of flowers and plants, and wearing gloves made of silk thread as thin as cicada wings on weekdays to avoid calluses.
His hands, the bones are exquisite, slender and well-proportioned, the nails are like beautiful shells, almost shining with a faint luster in the skylight, translucent and white, like priceless mutton fat jade carvings, which makes people unable to take their eyes off.
However, the hands of the head of the piano family are inherently valuable.
At this moment, the jade-like cool and smooth fingertips gently touched the skin of her sensitive lips, intimate and gentle, and the faint cold fragrance seemed to emanate from between his muscles and bones, lingering around the tip of her nose, making her can't help but sniff deeply.
Some people can pick people's eyes and hook people's hearts with just these two hands.
However, she had seen how this jade-like hand held the magic sword that devoured human blood and slashed out a mountain of corpses and a lake of blood, and how the beautiful hand had penetrated the branch of a tree lightly and elegantly through a person's body, nailing a person into a strange tree.
These hands are extremely beautiful, but they are also extremely dangerous, just like their owners.
Perhaps, on the day when its owner fully awakens, it will become a murder weapon to tear her apart.
The warm touch between his lips instantly made Chu Yu's heart tremble, and the soup spoon in his hand slammed into the bowl with a clatter, and it was broken into two parts.
She was startled, and subconsciously touched the soup spoon, but she didn't want the next moment, her hand hurt, and a little scarlet came out of her fingers.
"Sss Chu Yu couldn't help frowning.
The sharp edge of the broken porcelain spoon cut her fingers, and even small pieces of broken porcelain were embedded in the wounds of her fingers.
"Don't move."
A warm and elegant voice stopped her from trying to pull away her wound, and the next moment, her hand was grasped.
Qin Sheng raised her hand and looked at it, his eyebrows were slightly condensed, and there was a faint look of worry, he suddenly took the hosta from his head with his backhand, and gently pressed the pointed end against the wound on her fingertips.
She was stunned: "Qin Sheng." ” "It doesn't hurt."
He looked down at her and smiled softly, as if to reassure her, and this time, he didn't use any more weird to vicious adjectives.
Qin Sheng was already more than a head taller than her, but now he was so close to her, the moment he took off the hairpin, his hair was like satin and green silk scattered in an instant, reflecting his exquisite eyebrows.
His hair was so long that it fell like a waterfall, as if it were enveloping her, separating her from him in a strange and intimate space.
Soft strands of hair gently stroked her body with his focused movements.
It was so close that she could almost smell the special cold fragrance on his skin, and his breath was more like a fluttering butterfly, brushing the skin on her forehead for a moment.
Chu Yu's heart skipped a beat inexplicably, and then slowly tightened, only to feel that with his moist breathing, he stroked his face, and the strange male aroma aroused the woman's natural feelings, and her whole body was inexplicably hot.
She couldn't help but want to retract her hand: "I can do it myself." ” "Alright."
Qin Sheng suddenly smiled and retreated, and also withdrew the hairpin that was lightly picked by the wound between her fingers.
"Hmm."
Chu Yu breathed a sigh of relief instantly, and was about to quickly withdraw his hand, but suddenly felt a warm feeling in his fingertips, and a moist and soft touch came.
She froze instantly, her big black and white eyes widened slightly, and her voice trembled slightly: "What are you doing?"
He actually took her finger into his mouth The slightly rough and slippery touch of his crimson tongue came from his mouth, intimate and weird, almost making Chu Yu's legs so weak that she couldn't stand, she wanted to withdraw her hand, but she felt completely unable to move.
Qin Sheng didn't seem to realize that there was anything wrong with her behavior, and looked at her with deep and wonderful eyes like amber: "My little aunt said that this kind of wound is good quickly, have you forgotten?"
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His smile was clear and shallow, but there was a bewildering brightness and gentleness, and there was even a little invisible strange expectation hidden in the depths of those amber eyes.
Chu Yu instantly faded away all her thoughts, she looked at the person in front of her, and at that moment she seemed to really see a teenager who was more than ten years old.
"With a wound, heal quickly."
She never said anything like this.
Well, it was Qin Sheng's mother who once said it She thought that the third master of Qin, who was holding the bloodthirsty demon sword and smiling and wanted to send her off the Yellow Spring, would never say such a warm but extremely stupid thing in front of anyone.
Chu Yu suddenly turned her face to look out the window, a complicated light flashed in her eyes, if she remembered correctly, at this time, it was the time for the people who were monitoring her to change shifts.
She turned her face sideways to look at Qin Sheng, who was holding her wrist, and suddenly approached him and whispered in her ear, "Ah Sheng." ” The woman in front of him rarely called him Ah Sheng so gently.
Qin Sheng slowly raised his eyes and stared at her: "Little aunt" Chu Yu smiled: "Qin Sheng, you are not in good health, just take a rest, I heard that you have the token of the head of the Qin family on you, can you give it to the little aunt?"
Qin Sheng looked at her intently, but did not speak, and the long and gorgeous eyelashes imprinted strange shadows on his fair skin.
Chu Yu didn't speak either, she waited patiently.
These days had passed, and she had been observing him for so long, even if she still couldn't figure out what the boy was thinking, she could understand that even Qin Sheng, who was only thirteen years old, might have forgotten a lot of things, maybe had a confused memory, but she was not a real fool.
But she's gambling, betting on his special "stupidity".
After a while, Qin Sheng suddenly moved, and he took out a gorgeous and delicate small bag from the depths of his coat and placed it in the palm of her hand.
He looked at her quietly: "Okay." ” Chu Yu's hand swept over the bag, and then the bag disappeared silently into her sleeve.
The corners of her lips curled, she reached out and gently held his hand, and said softly, "Good." ” Chu Yu and Qin Sheng were very close, all the movements between each other were very small, and there was not much abnormality, but in the eyes of Tuyao, who was monitoring Chu Yu, he only saw Chu Yu and Qin Sheng leaning together very intimately.
A hint of clarity flashed in Tuyao's eyes, and the woman named Chu Yu coaxed her master to get close again.
Why do the people above keep this scourge, isn't it a simple matter to get rid of this kind of ants?
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