Snow kite and bloody warbler (a)

Qiao Qiao's eyes were straightened, and she couldn't help but do the same thing as Jing Yun, looking up at the boy on the tree together.

The trees are green and dense, and the sun is pouring down from the cracks of the trees, and the dream is warm.

Qiao Qiao watched the boy jump down from the tree, and the white shirt on his body was transparent. He gently patted the leaves on his body, and when he curled his lips and smiled clean and beautifully.

"elder brother!"

Qiao Qiao was transparent here, so she watched Jingyan walk through her body towards Jingyun. She called him unwillingly and tried to hug him from behind.

However, it was useless, Jingyan couldn't see her.

He walked straight to Jing Yun, bent down in front of her in order to take care of her, touched her little head and asked, "Do you have something to do with Xiao Liu to look for your brother?"

"Yes!"

Jing Yun smiled so hard that her eyebrows were curved, and her exposed tiger teeth looked very childish, cute and playful.

Qiao Qiao squatted down as Jing Yan's movements. She didn't look at Jing Yun, but just lay beside Jing Yan and stared at him.

She thought that Jingyan must be extremely gentle when facing such a gentle and lovely sister. However, except for the first surprise seen on the tree, his eyes were dark and completely calm at this time. Then she saw Jingyan's eyes flashing, and suddenly she looked behind her on the cheek.

On the flat avenue, Jing Qiao was stumbled and ran up, almost the moment she fell down.

He didn't look at Jing Yun again, and didn't even hear what she said, so he walked to the little girl and picked her up.

"Brother, today is my birthday..."

Qiao Qiao did not react quickly without Jingyan. She had just stood up when Jingyan walked over.

So she heard what Jing Yan hadn't heard just now. Looking back, Qiao Qiao saw the little Jing Yun standing under the shade of the tree. She clenched her fists and looked coldly at the two people not far away, with tears in her beautiful eyes.

[I really, really envy your love for your sister!]

Jing Yun didn't open her mouth, but Qiao Qiao heard her depressed voice.

Her voice kept echoing in the dream, so Qiao Qiao guessed that this was Jing Yun's heart.

【Why……】

[Why are you the same sister, but Jing Qiao is always the only one you love?

!】

[Is it possible for you to see my existence after I am the only princess in the castle? Is it...]

As Jing Yun's hoarse voice became increasingly hoarse, the whole Liexia suddenly became dark.

The big tree was gone, and Jing Yan and Jing Qiao who were holding in his arms were gone.

The scenes around began to shrink little by little. After blindness, Qiao Qiao began to fear this thick blackness, so she tried to shrink into the aperture. Then she saw Jing Yun's figure growing little by little, and finally she grew to what she is now.

When the surroundings were completely dark, Jing Yun's voice still echoed in her dream.

【Brother】

Dongdong, Dongdong-

I don't know whose heart beats gently and heavy in the darkness.

Bingliang and twisted tone began to spread from the darkness. Qiao Qiao heard Jing Yun's last words:

Is Jing Qiao dead?

Only then can you fall in love with me.

...

like?

!

As if he had discovered something secret, Qiao Qiao's consciousness suddenly pulled away from the dream.

She opened her eyes and still couldn't see the light. She couldn't help but shout Jing Yan's name, "Brother, where are you!"

Jing Yan's subordinates were unstable and cut a branch bud. He put down the props in his hand and squatted beside Qiao Qiao, holding her cold fingertips, "Don't be afraid, brother is here."

Jingyan's gentle voice soothed Qiao Qiao's panic in his dream. She clenched his hand before she wanted to speak when she heard a sweet voice outside the flower room. The man said carefully: "Brother, can I come in?"

“…”

It's cold and snowy.

Jing Yun outside the door was wearing a big red cotton jacket with a circle of white fluff at the collar.

She was holding a pot of small flowers in her arms and waiting for the people inside, but she heard a quiet voice coming from inside.

He said: "No."

This flower room was once the Queen Yanrong, and it was Jingyan who moved the snow pot flowers here and was encircled into a private forbidden area.

In fact, he didn't care whether Jing Yun came in or not. What he cared about was that Qiao Qiao's hand holding him became tighter and tighter since she heard Jing Yun's voice.

"Don't you like Xiaoliu?"

Qiao Qiao faced the position of her voice, and the emotions on her face were unconcealed.

"dislike!"

Jingyan narrowed her eyes. It was the first time she saw this expression.

He likes the real girl to him because of her true pleasure.

Jingyan pulled his lips and smiled, leaned closer to her, touched her little face with a sleeping mark, and began to lure her to expose more of herself.

"Then Qiao Qiao told my brother, why don't you like Xiao Liu?"

"She is our sister..."

"She is your sister, not my sister!"

Because I can't see it, Qiao Qiao wouldn't know how ostentatious Jingyan's posture was at this moment.

Although he squatted beside Qiao Qiao, he did not lose any dignity. When his eyes smiled, he no longer had the purity he used to be. The thick ink color flowed was the gorilla color.

He caressed the little red mark on her cheek casually, and clearly saw the panic flashing across the little girl's face.

"She, she has harmed me, and I will not admit that she is my sister."

Qiao Qiao was shocked by the secret I learned in my dream. She was anxious and could not speak even though she could not hear the voices beside her. She reached out to touch him uneasy, but accidentally grabbed his cheek.

"elder brother--"

Jing Yan dodged Qiao Qiao's nails with a slight face. He grabbed her little hand and said softly, thinking absent-mindedly whether it was time to cut the cat's claws.

"I just had a nightmare, and I dreamed that Jing Yun wanted to harm me."

If Qiao Qiao was just disgusted with Jing Yun in the past, then she was still afraid at this moment.

Jing Yun and Jing Yan in the book are truly related to blood siblings. She really dare not think about how a young girl gave birth to a distorted mentality.

"Why don't brother speak?"

Qiao Qiao just accidentally let her say something, and the explanation would only get darker and darker as she explained it, so she wanted to change the topic.

"Jing Yun in her dream just now is really..."

Jingyan curled his lips and listened to Qiao Qiao's explanation. He instigated her to play these tricks and did not expose her.

After hearing Jing Yun knocking on the door again, he let go of Qiao Qiao and stood up.

"elder brother."

The sudden emptyness in her palm made Qiao Qiao stunned. She blinked her eyes uneasy. The next second she felt a chill on her forehead, and Jing Yan sighed and the voice spread out little by little.

"Joqiao doesn't want Xiaoliu to come in and tell her brother directly, there is no need to make such a big circle."

...

Qiao Qiao widened her eyes, opened her mouth and said speechlessly.

Is it Jing Yan’s overly smart or Qiao Qiao’s pitifulness?

In fact, Qiao Qiao really wanted to tell Jingyan that she had just said a lot of nonsense to him just because of the secret she discovered from her dream.

But she didn't know how to speak or how to express her emotions, and she didn't think she didn't want Jing Yun to come in until Jing Yan exposes her words...

Qiao Qiao lowered her head and listened to Jingyan's footsteps, and suddenly realized that this person was even more keener and terrible than she thought.

It is cloudy and cold outdoors, and flowers and grass are blooming indoors.

When the glass door was opened, Jing Yun's gloomy face instantly raised a smile. She raised the small flower pot in her hand to Jing Yan like a treasure, happily like a child.

"Brother, this is the flower I found from Rongguo. I heard it is called the flower of love. Two flowers bloom in one branch, which means staying together for a long time!"

Because the room is warm, Jingyan only wore an off-white sweater on his upper body.

He was gentle and clean in casual clothes. At this time, he was half leaning on the door frame and listening carefully to Jing Yun's speech. His height problem made him half-low his eyes. When he was quiet, his breath was soft like a feather.

"Thank you, Xiao Liu."

Jing Yun really endured it for a long time before she could rush over to get close to him. She watched Jing Yan reach out to pick up the flowerpot on her hand, and his fingers were like white jade at close range, which looked too beautiful.
To be continued...