The long night was coming to an end, and before the morning sun revealed its brilliance, Jinque had already quietly stood up. Jia Cong was still sleeping soundly next to him. It was pitch dark, and Jinque could only vaguely see his thin cheeks shining slightly like jade in the darkness.

I don’t know since when, that little kid with a runny nose, black eyebrows and a black mouth turned into a jade-like young man in an instant.

How could Jinque not like it?

She held her breath and gazed at Jia Cong's handsome profile. His profile was extremely handsome, his eyelashes were long, his nose was straight, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and the outline of his face was already stunning.

He is now the second son of a legitimate son of the Rongguo Mansion, and is no longer the reviled commoner son of the past.

Listening to his even breathing, Jin Que couldn't help but reach out and touch this familiar face. She was so familiar with this little face that she didn't even know how many times she had washed and wiped it for him.

How many times have I shed tears, and how many times have I wiped my nose.

Every time I was bullied, this little face was covered with tears of grievance and...snot.

Every time I wiped it off with my own hands, or sometimes I would cry with him.

I don't know when it started, but it seemed that in an instant, this dirty, disgusted little dirty face became so handsome.

Looking at the sleeping Jia Cong, Jinque suddenly remembered what he often said: I want to marry you to be my wife!

When she thought of these sweet words that he would say casually, Jin Que felt sweet in her heart, and a shy and sweet smile could not help but bloom quietly on her lips.

Everything is as beautiful as a dream.

Jinque became more and more crazy, and unknowingly came close to Jia Cong, and her lips touched his lips lightly for some reason, like a dragonfly touching water.

It was slightly cold, and Jia Cong's lips were slightly cold.

Jinque trembled all over, her face turned red instantly, and she hurriedly hid behind her, as if she was afraid that someone hiding in the darkness would peek into her secret.

Jinque suddenly felt dizzy, breathing so fast that she couldn't even breathe. She was afraid of waking Jia Cong, who was sleeping, so she had to bury her hot cheeks deeply into the pillow.

My heart was beating faster and faster, almost like a drum beat on the battlefield, my ears were buzzing, and the world seemed to have collapsed.

I don't know how long it took, but Jinque finally couldn't hold her breath anymore. She suddenly raised her head from the pillow, opened her mouth wide, and took a few big breaths.

My heartbeat remained the same, and the rooster's crow became clearer and audible in my ears.

She quietly opened the curtain, hurriedly kicked on her shoes and ran outside.

The room was still dark. She had forgotten the wooden basin where Jia Cong took a bath last night, and knocked hard on the wooden basin. Thanks to her agility, she missed and fell into the wooden basin. But even so, she still hurt her knees from the knock.

pain.

Jin Que endured the pain and did not dare to make a sound. She was so embarrassed that she limped out of the house, rushed to the door, stretched out her hand and opened the door suddenly.

A blast of fresh air-conditioning hit her face, and her head became clearer. The lanterns in the courtyard had been extinguished, and the waning moon was in the sky. The stars had not yet faded, twinkling in the dark blue sky.

Jinque quietly closed the door and bent down to rub her sore knees. The rooster's crow became clearer and louder. No one had gotten up in Changchun Garden yet, and the dawn of early autumn was dark and cold. With the dim moonlight and starlight, Jinque

Slowly walked into the kitchen. It was time to light the fire and boil water for cooking.

It's time to wake up from the dream.

Jia Cong struggled until midnight last night before falling asleep. He had a good night's sleep and it was almost noon when he woke up.

The sun was shining outside, and the cheerful chirping of birds couldn't help but reach his ears. Jia Cong opened his eyes and looked at the clear sunlight entering the room and couldn't help but feel dazed: the room was full of sunshine, but it was so empty.

I felt panicked.

Where did this girl Jinque go? He vaguely remembered that he slept with this girl in his arms last night.

Now my arms are empty, and the sweet fragrance of her body is still vaguely in the quilt. Look at the pillow beside the pillow, with a few long black hairs falling quietly on it.

It was not an illusion, this girl was indeed in her bed last night.

But what about her?

Jia Cong wanted to shout, but when he was about to open his mouth, he suddenly felt shy.

As he was trying to remember what happened last night, he heard a soft sound on the curtain, followed by a sporadic sound of footsteps.

It’s Jin Que, this girl, here!

Jia Cong was ecstatic, but suddenly panicked. He blushed for some reason, turned over and hid his head and face in the quilt.

Suddenly I felt a little embarrassed to breathe.

"It's always like this. I always sleep with my head covered, so I'm not afraid of suffocating..."

Jinque's complaints could be vaguely heard in her ears, and then her head was pulled down.

Jia Cong opened his eyes, and in front of him was the person who was familiar with his dream. He was dressed in sunshine and frowned slightly. He was staring at him, charming and affectionate.

Jia Cong's heart felt hot, and then he bared his teeth and smiled, but Jin Que was startled.

"Xu Niao Gui, when did you wake up? Why didn't you say anything? It scared me!"

Jin Que was so angry that she raised her hand and slapped Jia Cong on the body. Before he could cry out the pain, the hand turned over and covered his forehead.

Jinque's palms are slender and small, and are slightly cold no matter spring, dawn, autumn or winter.

"Okay, it's not hot anymore. What do you think? What do you want to eat? I made a bowl of hot and sour shredded chicken noodle soup. Do you want to eat it?"

Jinque retracted her hand and tucked him in again.

"Okay, as long as it's made by you, I like to eat anything!"

As soon as Jia Cong turned over and sat up, he was about to put on his clothes, but was pushed back by Jinque. She just heard her exclaim: "Ancestor, please lie down quickly, you forgot that you were sick last night, you are so hot that you are afraid of me!"

You don’t have to get up today, I’m just going to take care of you. It will take two days of rest to get rid of the root of the disease."

"Oh...that's fine..."

Jia Cong obediently shrank back into bed and looked at Jinque with a smile: "Are you willing to serve me?"

Jin Que rolled her eyes at him and said angrily: "You heartless person, who has been serving you all these years? Not me?!"

Jia Cong smiled and said nothing, and looked around Jinque's body carefully: This girl was neatly dressed today, with glossy black hair, and she was dressed in clothes that were not old and old, and were pressed and pressed comfortably, but her face was a little uncomfortable.

, the two eye circles are a little dark.

"Did you not sleep well last night?" Jia Cong asked hurriedly.

"Hmm...ah...ha...didn't...sleep well..."

Jinque felt guilty, and when Jia Cong asked about what happened last night, she blushed for a moment.

Seeing her sudden embarrassment, Jia Cong was puzzled. He stared at her red face and wanted to ask a few more questions, but the girl became even more flustered. She frowned and said: "You were sick last night and your whole body was hot."

I'm so sick, but I keep shouting and calling me to come and serve you, how can I sleep..."
Chapter completed!