Qiong Yi half turned around, raised her eyes to look at him, and said in a feint, "Because this is a very important thing!"
"Okay, sit down quickly."
Sheng Xuanyuan was sitting on the stone railing. The winter wind blew away the temperature of his fingertips, making them tingling. He held up her long hair with one hand and held a horn comb in the other hand, stroking it from the hair behind her shoulders to the end of her hair. Every inch of the way, the cold and hard touch of the comb matched the soft hair. His heart palpitated, and he combed it from the hair to the ends a few more times before handing the comb back to her hand. Qiong also raised her hand to hold the horn comb, with a blush on her face. She felt his slender fingers running down the hair, and she felt both peace of mind and joy.
Sheng Xuanyuan tied her hair with a very skillful movement. After braiding it, he held the ends of her hair and tied the red rope around it for several weeks before tying it with a delicate bow.
"Okay." He let go, and the long braid slipped from his palm and hung behind her. Sheng Xuanyuan looked down at her and saw some fine strands of hair hanging down from her temples, which could not cover her pink ears. With longing in his heart, he hugged her from behind. Qiong Yi looked back, only to see him close to his face. Under his long and thick eyelashes, she was reflected in his dark eyes, and she was momentarily fascinated.
Ruo Ji Ruoli's lips were pressed by him before they even touched. Sheng Xuanyuan retracted his hand and turned away, "...the braid is done."
Qiong Yi was startled, "...Hmm."
She smoothed out her braids and twirled her fingers back and forth in her hair. She didn't know what she was expecting. "In Guangyang, tying each other's hair with a rope is a sign of love." Qiong also curled her lips, " From now on, you will be mine."
"Yeah." Sheng Xuanyuan's move just now was because he wanted to taste her. His thoughts started from the beginning, but he was restrained and he couldn't help but reflect on himself.
Qiong also stood up and said, "Now it's your turn. I'll tie your hair with you." Before she finished speaking, she took out an indigo-colored knot from her sleeve, which was as deep as the ink-stained sea. Sheng Xuanyuan sat down in compliance with her words. He tore his hair tie loose from the stone railing.
There was a cool fragrance in his hair, not like sandalwood, nor like dew and rain. Qiong also untied the tight braid on the left side of his hair, combed and smoothed his hair, and asked curiously: " Sheng Kyung, I've wanted to ask you for a long time, your hair is so short, why?"
An ordinary young master's hair would reach his waist, but Sheng Xuanyuan's hair only reached a length above his shoulders. He said: "Because it's too long, I cut it off every year."
The body, hair, and skin are all given to you by your parents. It doesn't matter if you trim them occasionally. Do you trim them every year just because you are worried that they will grow too long and cause trouble? Qiong Yi heard him say again: "I will tell you later."
"Okay." She smiled. When she looked down at him, she suddenly understood why Sheng Xuanyuan acted like that just now. His black hair was hanging down, and when he looked from above, he could see his slender eyelashes and tall straight eyes. The bridge of her nose makes people fall in love with her. Recalling that night on Mingfu Street when he held his hand and touched his cheek bit by bit, my mind was really at a loss, and now I have endless aftertaste.
The person behind him didn't move for too long, and Sheng Xuanyuan couldn't help but look back and ask her, "What's wrong?"
Qiong Yi smiled and replied: "It's nothing, I was just distracted." After that, she continued to smooth his hair and tied it into a high ponytail as usual, looking very majestic and energetic.
"Sheng Kyung is so good-looking." Qiong Yi put her hand on his shoulder and said with a smile.
Sheng Xuanyuan blushed when she praised him, covered his mouth with his hand and coughed lightly. Qiong also saw that he was shy and reserved, so she laughed again and lay on his shoulder. "But it's time to go back." She said, looking at the deserted streets. This used to be a street for vehicles, but after the road was built last year, it became a dead end. On weekdays, there were not many people at all. Not to mention this free time in the afternoon.
"I found a carriage for you, but I can take you out of the city and out of Guangyang. You have to walk the rest of the way by yourself." Qiong Yi stood up straight and said, "The New Year is approaching and the journey is long. I don't want to It will take you too long and make your family worry."
As she spoke, she walked towards the long and narrow alley where she came from. Sheng Xuanyuan was walking behind her. When he saw her walking into the alley, he suddenly said without stopping: "Qiong Yi, you don't have to be in such a hurry to send me back." ." He paused, "It's not good to be so sensible..."
Qiong Yi smiled and looked at him standing outside the alley: "Am I still sensible? If I were really sensible, I wouldn't let you send me back."
"Let's go." She stretched out her hand to Sheng Xuanyuan: "I will go to Yichuan after the Chinese New Year. Although the exam is difficult this time, I am confident that I will definitely get a full A this time. We won't Been apart for a long time.”
Sheng Xuanyuan took a step forward and held her hand.
"I'm going to miss you," she said.
"...I can't let you go now." Sheng Xuanyuan lowered his head and said calmly. Qiong Yi felt soft after hearing this. Little did she know that he would be so coquettish. She stared at him for a while and said in a coaxing tone: " I can’t bear to leave Sheng Kyung either.”
Sheng Xuanyuan said "hmm" and raised his arms to hug her. Qiong Yi was hugged by him before she could react. She blinked and patted him on the back, "What's the matter?"
"You... did it on purpose, right?" Sheng Xuanyuan was a little annoyed. It was obvious that she had made him fall in love first, and now if he wanted to stay here a little longer and accompany her, she would have to send him away in person. !
Qiong Yi chuckled, and became even more annoyed when he heard her smile full of resentment. She couldn't help but laugh for a while, then he got close to her face and blocked her mouth.
The soft lips touched his face, mixed with some angry thoughts. Qiong Yi smelled the scent of truffles, which was elegant but hot. She hesitated for a moment and subconsciously raised her hand to push him. Sheng Xuanyuan felt her push. He closed his lips and left, his face flushed, but his hands grabbed her wrists tightly.
Qiong Yi stood there motionless, and it took a long time to recover, "You..." She raised her head to look at Sheng Xuanyuan, then moved closer, and the hand caught by him actively clasped his shoulder, her eyes bright. : "Kiss again...kiss again..."
Hearing this, Sheng Xuanyuan's breath froze slightly, turned around, pressed her against the alley wall, and kissed her heavily.
The first kiss was chaotic and awkward, the kiss just now was light and simple, but this time it was as passionate as a heartfelt confession. There was a hint of sweetness between her lips and teeth, tempting him to reach in. He released his hand holding her and turned to press it under her chin for a deep kiss, which was insatiable.
Qiong Yi felt that she was going to drown in this long kiss. She caressed his face and passed her fingertips across his ear: "...Sheng...Jing."
"Hmm..." Sheng Xuanyuan responded softly without stopping. The lips that covered her became closer, and his tongue became closer.
After an unknown amount of time, their lips parted, Sheng Xuanyuan's throat rolled, and his thumb touched her red lips, "Qiong Yi..."
Qiong Yi panted in response to him, leaning against the wall as if his legs had lost all strength.
Tiger teeth are sweet. He caressed her lips and thought to himself.
"You..." Qiong Yi held his hand and said in a low voice: "How can I let you go like this?"
Sheng Xuanyuan held her face and chuckled: "You have to let me win back the victory, right?" After carefully looking at every corner of her brows and eyes, he reluctantly let go.
"What are you going to do when you return to the mansion? Your senior brother named Lu Xu, does he miss you?" After Sheng Xuanyuan asked this question, he hugged her very childishly, quite a bit. It smells like declaring sovereignty.
"I have no interest in Lu Xu, and I will make it clear to him. Don't worry."
"good."
"Then come with me now, and I will take you out of the city." After she said that, she went to hold his hand, but was avoided.
"Hey! Sheng Jin!" Qiong Yi frowned, thinking that he still had a temper in his heart, but Sheng Xuanyuan took out a conch from his arms, which was the sound storage they bought at the stall on Mingfu Street. screw.
"Qiong Yi." He handed the sound conch into her hand and said, "Can you sing a song for me?"
At that time, she was in the dark world, and she asked him: "Why did you buy this?"
He replied: "I've wanted a sound conch for a long time."
Holding the conch that was still warm in his hand, Qiong Yi pursed his lips and smiled, secretly thinking: Could it be that he has been thinking about this for a long time? He opened his mouth and asked, "Okay, what song do you want to listen to?"
"Guangyang's local folk songs would be fine," he replied.
Qiong also held the sound conch to her mouth, and the melodious and soothing singing came from the alley. She sang as she walked, singing from the beginning to the end of the alley, as if she wanted to leave her singing in the conch, in that narrow square. In a narrow alley.
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The two walked out of the narrow alley and walked to the main road where vehicles were passing. There was a carriage parked on the side of the road. The horse was raising its pout impatiently and wagging its tail. The driver was smoothing its coat. It had obviously been parked here for a long time.
"Xiao Wu Niang, please come! If you don't come, I won't be able to get back to the city tonight!" The coachman was a strong man. He put his hands on his hips and laughed loudly.
Qiong also squeezed Sheng Xuanyuan's hand and complained to him secretly. Sheng Xuanyuan's expression didn't change at all. She didn't feel guilty or guilty. She just smiled and said, "I'm sorry, third uncle, I was delayed on the way. Please send Sheng Lang out of the city."
"You call me a traitor! Is this a boy named Sheng? Okay! Get in the car quickly!" The coachman sat in the front room of the car and called to Sheng Xuanyuan. He bowed his head and said respectfully, "Sorry to trouble you."
The moment before boarding the bus, he blocked the coachman's sight with his figure, covered her eyes with his slender, cold white hands, and kissed the back of his hand lightly: "I'm leaving."
Qiong Yi's vision was dim for a moment, and she didn't know what he was doing. But after hearing the lingering touch, she immediately understood. At this time, Sheng Xuanyuan had already stopped his hand, and only the figure of his back was left to board the car. Pressing the stylish hair on her forehead with her hand, Qiong Yi curled her lips: "Huh, how brave you are."
Sheng Xuanyuan poked his head out of the car window and raised the corners of his lips. Only then did she realize that compared to the beginning, he was no longer cold-faced without realizing it.
Qiong also waved his hand.
The coachman raised his whip and said: "Drive!" The horse raised its hoofs and drove into the distance, and soon disappeared among the traffic. Qiong also stood there watching the car drive away, until it completely disappeared. The reluctance in her heart suddenly magnified like an ink droplet falling in the pool, making it turbid. Her legs seemed to be filled with lead and could not move. No, the north wind blowing in her direction penetrated deeply into her flesh, causing her to shiver.
Passion has hurt parting since ancient times. She didn't understand this emotion before, but now she suddenly felt it, and she was already in love.
After exhaling a breath and seeing the heat turn into white smoke and gradually dissipating, Qiong Yi patted his face that was frozen by the wind and walked slowly towards the mansion under the white stone cliff.
