: Cave candle (2)

Ling Lian looked at Rong Jing's figure going to the kitchen, frowned slightly, and complained about Yun Qiang.
Yixue looked at the room, and then looked at Rongjing's lighter figure than before. She seemed to think of something. She smiled suddenly, and approached Ling Lian whispered: "You are stupid, Jing Shizi and Miss are good things. ."
Ling Lian blinked and suddenly realized, "Ah," he laughed suddenly.
Qing Shang smiled and hugged Ye Tianci to her room, Ling Lian and Yi Xue also followed with joy.
Yun Qianyue was lying in the hot spring water of the dark room, and the warm water flow wrapped her skin, feeling the smooth and delicate penetration of the texture. She closed her eyes and blushed thinking about the past scenes. She and Rongjing had messy clothes more than once, restrained emotion more than once, and almost couldn't hold it more than once, but after all, nothing happened. The day finally arrived, but she was nervous inexplicably, unable to explain why.
Perhaps it was waiting too long, and suddenly some hometown sentiment was timid.
But she didn't want to wait any longer, really didn't want to wait any longer!
Xiaoqi of the previous life has been put down by her. The child book of this life has become a person closer to her relatives. Among the familiar people, except for Rong Jing, no one can make her emotional, regardless of everything. This life only recognizes this Alone.
I thought a lot in my head and seemed to think nothing.
I don't know how long it has passed, the door knock is heard outside the dark room, and Wen Run is familiar with the bones, "Yun Qianyue, how long do you have to wash? Dinner is cold."
Yun Qianyue immediately opened her eyes and responded quickly, "This will come out."
"Can I help you get dressed?" Rong Jing asked.
"No!" Yun Qiangyue shook her head quickly. She dare to say something useful, no need to eat.
Rong Jing seemed to sigh softly, "This interlock actually can't lock me."
Yun Qingyue quickly stood up, ignoring him, wiped his body, dressed in clothes, and synthesized his actions in one go. Wrapped up properly within a moment, he hurried to the door of the darkroom and reached out to open the door.
Rong Jing looked at Yun Qiangyue and chuckled, "The action is fast!"
Yun Qianyue gave him a glance, stretched his hand over his sleeve, sniffed, and said disgustingly: "Smell of oily smoke, hurry in and wash." The words fell, waiting for Rong Jing to speak, pushed him in, and helped him close it with his backhand Closed the door.
The heart thumped violently at that moment.
Yun Qianyue stretched his hand to cover his heart and took a deep breath, thinking about what he was afraid of? He is like a picture. She had long wanted to rip him apart and crush it for research. Now that she has a chance, why not get angry? She was so calm that she still couldn't control her thumping heart. She was helpless, and she walked gently towards the table.
There was no sound in the dark room, and the room was so quiet that only her heartbeat was heard.
Yun Qianyue sat at the table, watching three or four side dishes, two bowls of porridge, two bowls of chicken soup, a pot of rouge drunk, and two pairs of chopsticks, although the amount was small, but expensive. Like Rong Jing's people, he does everything delicately.
She stared at the food on the table for a moment, and instead of using chopsticks, she picked up the jug, filled it with a glass, and picked up the glass carefully. The wine has a delicate fragrance and a mellow taste. Rouge drunk, as the name implies, just as soon as she lowered her throat, a color of rouge rose on her face.
How many years have not been drunk with rouge?
Yun Qianyue smelt it while pouring another glass, tasting it slowly, and she unknowingly drank half a pot.
At this time, the door of the dark room was pushed open from inside, and Rong Jing walked out from the inside with a clean brocade, which was the spring clothes sewn by Yun Qingyue. The silkworm brocade embroidered several elegant bamboo branches and leaves on the clothes swing and cuffs. The water vapor in the dark room followed him out, steaming like fog, making him come out like a picture.
Yun Qianyue was suddenly insane, staring at Rong Jing, unable to move his eyes.
Rong Jing stood at the door of the dark room and looked at her quietly, and their eyes met in midair.
After a moment, Rong Jing took his eyes off and walked up to him.
Yun Qingyue suddenly felt that his heart was lifted, and every sweat on his body could sense his elegant breath and could not help jumping, but still couldn't control the look of obsession in her eyes.
Rong Jing came to Yun Qianyue, glanced at the cup she was holding, reached for the hip flask, raised her eyebrows slightly, "Drink half a jug?"
"Huh!" Yun Qianyue nodded.
Rong Jing placed the remaining half of the pot in front of himself. "This half pot is for me to drink, it's no longer yours." The words fell, and he took out the cup in his hand.
Yun Qingyue blinked, very docile, "Okay."
Rong Jing hooked the corner of his mouth, and sat down, holding Yun Qiangyue's wine pot, poured a battle of wine, and slowly savored.
Yun Qianyue watched his throat knot move, his sleeves brushed, and the purple bamboo shined, elegant and picturesque. Suddenly she reached up and covered her eyes, lowered her head, thinking she couldn't look at it anymore.
Rong Jing glanced at her, did not speak, and continued to taste wine slowly.
Yun Qingyue set his mind for a moment and picked up the chopsticks to use the dish.
Rong Jing pushed the chicken soup in front of her, "Drink this."
Yun Qianyue's face, which had been stained with rouge, turned red, and she wanted to push it back, but she couldn't move her hand.
Rong Jing smiled and moved another bowl of chicken broth slowly in front of him.
Yun Qingyue picked up the chicken soup and drank it slowly.
It took a full hour to finish a meal. The two had no words. Three or four small dishes, two bowls of porridge, two bowls of chicken soup, and a pot of wine were all eaten clean.
After the meal, both of them sat on the chairs and looked out the window together. The peach flower was already in full bloom.
On the New Year’s Eve, thousands of lights were on, and the Rongwang Mansion was brilliantly lit, and the Zizhuyuan was decorated like night.
Yun Qianyue found that two red lanterns were hanging on the peach tree sometime, and hung high on the top two peach branches, illuminating the whole peach tree in pink and white, especially gorgeous. She asked Rong Jing, "When did you hang two lanterns?"
Rong Jing's eyes flashed slightly and smiled and said, "When you take a bath."
Yun Qianyue coughed lightly, blushing and whispering: "Big Shou Shou Shou..."
"We are keeping old together." Rong Jing looked at her tenderly.
Yun Qianyue coughed again and stopped talking.
Rong Jing stared at her for a while, turned his head and continued to look out the window.
The night is getting deeper. The incense was scented inside, and the peach blossom fragrance outside the house floated in, blending together, a bit illusory.
Yun Qianyue turned to look at the hourglass, and it was almost time for a child. She glanced at Rongjing and saw him staring out of the window with a focused look. She had no plans, and she didn’t know what to say. In such things, she always felt that the time was too good. , So good that she can’t reach.
"There are fireworks on the stargazing platform tonight, do you want to see them?" Rong Jing asked back.
Yun Qingyue blinked and did not speak.
Rong Jing stood up and grabbed her hand, "Go, let's see!"
Yun Qianyue flinched her hand and stood up with him.
Outside the door, Rong Jing blocked her waist and tapped her toes like a ray of breeze, floating out of the purple bamboo forest.
Yun Qianyue leaned back in his arms, because the scent of rouge drunk in her belly, let her burn like a fire, do not feel the wind at night, but silky cool, let her feel comfortable.
Within a short time, Rong Jing came to the city wall with Yun Qiang Yue, and fell to the highest wall.
Yun Qingyue was stunned, and then he recovered, "Not looking at the fireworks of the stargazing platform? Why did you bring me here?"
"This is the best place to see fireworks." Rong Jing said.
Yun Qianyue raised her eyebrows, the lights in all the houses in the city, and the streets and alleys were very bright. Only this one was black and dark. She pouted, "I didn't see that this is the best place."
"You will know in a moment!" Rong Jing sat down holding her.
Yun Qingyue thought that he was here anyway, and the same was true wherever he saw fireworks, he no longer objected.
Not long afterwards, the observatory ignited fireworks and seemed to light up the entire sky. The fireworks flew up to the sky. Today, there is no star, but large pieces of fireworks are spread like stars on the sky.
Yun Qianyue's eyes suddenly lighted up, "You're right, this is indeed the best place to see the sparks. The fireworks on the stargazing station light up the entire Beijing city, but this place is dark, but it is because of It is only in the dark that I can see clearly."
Rong Jing yelled and smiled slightly.
Yun Qingyue stopped talking and looked at the stargazing platform. The sparkling sparks seemed to ignite her heart, and her heart was burning like a fireworks.
Rong Jing turned his head to look at Yun Qiangyue. Her beautiful face was like rouge, and her eyes were shining, and his jade face was extremely warm.
It took about half an hour for the fireworks to gradually stop. Yun Qianyue can clearly see the silhouette of the stargazing platform. Several of the familiar figures stood at the forefront, and she retracted her gaze and looked at Rongjing.
Rong Jing was also looking at her, suddenly said: "Yun Qianyue, are you pregnant?"
Yun Qingyue was stunned.
"You are pregnant!" Rong Jing repeated.
Yun Qianyue was a little stunned, glaring at him, "What are you talking about? Why am I pregnant?" Xianghua, haven't started yet!
"You are pregnant!" Rong Jing definitely said.
Yun Qianyue glanced up and down at him, and he couldn't think of any sudden madness in this person, lowering his voice and angering: "I'm still a virgin!"
"I said you were pregnant and you were pregnant." Rong Jing ignored Yun Qingyue's anger and said softly again.
Yun Qingyue saw that he was addicted to the wind, and gave him a fierce look. He gritted his teeth and said, "So I was pregnant, how come I don't know? Who is the child? Please let Ronggong tell the little girl."
"Mine." Rong Jing said without hesitation.