Although Yunzhou is located in the south and still leans against the sea, the north wind brings autumn frost from the north to cross mountains and ridges. After a few autumn rains, Yunzhou also became colder.

The sky is dim and there is no warm sun. Only clouds float in the blue sky.

The bright landscapes in Qiankun Courtyard seem to have less sunshine as the weather is cold and the sun is less, and they have a different kind of cold style.

Chu Yu sat by the window, quietly watching the fallen leaves in the yard, watching people coming and going, walking cautiously and cautiously.

She could see that the situation in the yard had changed again, and the way people came and went to was not the same as yesterday, but there was another road in the place where there was no road yesterday.

"Auntie." A gentle and light voice suddenly sounded behind her, like a slight warm breeze blowing on her face in the autumn cold.

She turned around and habitually took a bowl from someone's hand, looked down at the thick soup inside, exuding a warm fragrance, which made people's index fingers tremble.

Chu Yu lowered his head and sipped it, her lips and teeth smelled fragrant, she was a little curious: "What kind of soup is this?"

At her strong request, Qin Sheng gradually got used to calling her little aunt, which made her much more comfortable.

After the weather was cold, Qin Sheng finally did not give her sugar water such as forest frog eggs, but changed it to her nourishing medicinal food, which was quite suitable for her appetite, so she could eat all her own food without having to force herself.

Qin Sheng smiled gently: "Black chicken, Angelica, Codonopsis, was stewed for an hour, and it is most suitable for an ugly and shriveled body like my aunt."

Chu Yu twitched the corners of his lips, 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 starving ghost is not as ferocious as the little aunt." Seeing the person in front of her drinking the soup obediently, Qin Sheng took a handkerchief and gently rubbed the corners of her lips, and said softly.

His slender fingertips gently rubbed against the corner of her lips, bringing a strange touch.

Chu Yu froze and felt uncomfortable trying to turn his head, but his fingertips were resting on her cheeks like shadows.

Qin Sheng's hands are carefully maintained every day. In addition to using various rare balms to nourish them, soaking flowers and plants juice, they often wear gloves made of silk thread as thin as cicadas' wings to avoid calluses.

His hands have delicate joints, slender and well-proportioned, and are as beautiful as beautiful shells. They almost shine under the sky light - moist, transparent, white, and priceless mutton fat jade carvings, making people unable to take their eyes off their eyes.

However, the head of the Qin family is already priceless.

At this moment, the slightly cool and smooth fingertips of her sensitive lips gently touched the skin of her sensitive lips, intimate and gentle, and a faint cold fragrance seemed to spread from his muscles and bones, lingering around the tip of her nose, making her unable to help but smell deeply.

Some people can use these hands to sniff people's eyes and hearts.

However, she had seen how this jade-like hand held the magic sword that devoured human blood and cut out a blood lake of corpses. She had seen how the beautiful hand lightly and gracefully penetrated the branch into a strange tree.

These hands are extremely beautiful, but also extremely dangerous, just like its owner.

Perhaps, on the day its owner wakes up completely, it will become a weapon to tear her apart.

The warm and cool touch between the lips instantly made Chu Yu's heart tremble, and the spoon in his hand hit the bowl with a clang, breaking into two sections.

She was shocked and subconsciously touched the spoon lightly, but she didn't expect that the next moment, a little scarlet rose from her fingers.

"Hiss." Chu Yu couldn't help frowning.

The sharp part of the broken porcelain spoon cut her fingers, and even tiny broken porcelain embedded in the wound of her fingers.

"Don't move." A gentle and elegant voice stopped her from trying to remove her wounds. The next moment, her hand was held.

Qin Sheng raised her hand and looked at it. His eyebrows slightly condensed, and there was a faint look of worry. He suddenly took the jade hairpin from his head with his back hand and gently pressed the pointed end against the wound on her fingertips.

She was stunned: "Qinsheng..."

"It doesn't hurt." He looked down at her and smiled gently, as if comforting her. This time, he no longer used adjectives that were weird and vicious.

Qin Sheng was already one head taller than her, but now she is so close to her. The moment she took off her hairpin, his head was as satin-like black silk instantly scattered, reflecting his exquisite eyebrows and eyes. In addition to becoming more and more shiny and slurred, it lacked the clarity and coldness that transcends the world, and added a strange charm of Gu people.

His hair was extremely long and fell like a waterfall, as if he had cage her in it, separating her from him from the outside world in a strange private space.

The soft hair gently stroked her body with his focused movements.

Such an intimate distance made her almost smell the special cold fragrance between his skin, and his breathing was even more like a swaying butterfly, and it suddenly passed by the skin on her forehead.

Chu Yu's heart was inexplicably dripping, and then slowly tightened. He felt that as he breathed moistly, he gently stroked his face. The strange man's fragrance touched the woman's natural feelings, and her whole body became warm for no reason.

She couldn't help but want to retract her hand: "I can..."

"Okay." Qin Sheng suddenly stepped back with a smile, and took back the hairpin that was gently licking the wound between her fingers.

"Yeah." Chu Yu breathed a sigh of relief in an instant. Just as he was about to withdraw his hand quickly, he suddenly felt a warm fingertip, and a wet and soft touch came.

She froze in an instant, opened her big black and white eyes slightly widened, and trembled in a trembling voice: "You...why are you doing!"

He...he actually put her finger into his mouth!

The touch of his bloody red tongue came from his mouth, which was slightly thick and smooth. It was 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 she couldn't move at all.

Qin Sheng seemed to have no idea that there was anything wrong with her behavior, and looked at her with deep eyes like amber: "My aunt said, did you forget that the wound heals quickly in this way?"

His smile was clear and shallow, but there was a confusing brightness and tenderness. There was even a strange expectation hidden deep in his amber pupils.

Chu Yu instantly faded all his thoughts. She looked at the person in front of her. At that moment, she seemed to really see a boy over ten years old.

"It will heal quickly with one wound."

She never said anything about coaxing the child like this.

So, is Qin Sheng’s mother once said?

She thought that the third master Qin, who held the bloodthirsty demon sword and smiled, would never say such warm but extremely stupid words in front of anyone.

Chu Yu suddenly turned around and looked out the window, with a complicated light flashing in his eyes. If she remembered correctly, this was the time when the person who was monitoring her changed shifts.

She turned her face to look at Qin Sheng holding her wrist, and suddenly approached his ear and said softly: "A Sheng."

The woman in front of her rarely calls him to A Sheng so gently.

Qin Sheng slowly raised his faint eyes and stared at her: "Little aunt?"

Chu Yu smiled: "Qinsheng, you are in poor health, so take a break. I heard that you have the token of the head of the Qin family. Can you give it to your aunt with the token of the Qin family?"

Qin Sheng looked at her intently, without saying a word. Her gorgeous long eyelids imprinted a strange shadow of light and darkness on his fair skin.

Chu Yu didn't say anything, she waited patiently.

These days have passed and I have observed him for so long. Even though I still can't figure out what the "teenager" was thinking, she can understand that even Qin Sheng, who is only thirteen years old, may have forgotten many things, and may have a mess of memory, but she is not a real fool.

But she was betting on his special "stupidity".

After a while, Qin Sheng suddenly moved. He took out a gorgeous and exquisite little bag from the depths of his clothes and placed it in her palm.

He looked at her quietly: "Okay."

Chu Yu's hand swept across the bag, and then the bag disappeared silently in her sleeve.

She raised her lips, reached out and gently held his hand, and said, "Be good."

Chu Yu and Qin Sheng were very close. All movements between each other were very small and there was not much strangeness. In Tu Yao's eyes, he could only see Chu Yu and Qin Sheng leaning against each other very intimately.

A trace of grimness flashed in Tu Yao's eyes, and the woman named Chu Yu coaxed the master to get close to him again.

Why isn’t it easy for the people above to keep this scourge?

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Don't blame Xiaoyu for being ruthless~

Yes, yes, thank you again for the girls who feed Huahua Dianjiu and raising the piano and sheng baby~
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