Chapter 15 The night is as cold as water

Chapter 15 The night is as cool as water

The closed door suddenly opened, and Qiu Yao suddenly bumped into the bottomless black eyes. For a moment, she forgot to react and stared at Song Yu.

The overly handsome appearance has made Song Yu used to the gaze of others, but it is the first time to look at such a close distance. What makes you lose your mind for a moment? Is it that the distance is less than ten feet too close, or is it too confused in the eyes of apricots?

Innocent. There was gauze wrapped around her forehead, and he frowned slightly.

But as calm as him, even if he lost his mind, it was only a moment. Song Yu gave way to the side, and Qiu Yao outside the door reacted and quickly stepped into the threshold, and then his face was full of black lines again.

It's still in... It's all because the beautiful man used too much electricity, which caused her computer to trip.

While Qiu Yao scolded herself in her heart, she wondered why Song Yu took the initiative to invite her into the door today. This black light is so lonely.

Qiu Yao followed Song Yu to the depths of the yard in such a daze, and countless messy things came to her mind. However, she did not feel that she was the little rabbit that was deceived into the wolf's nest, but felt that such a peerless beautiful man was so unsuspecting

She enters the door simply to lead the wolf into the house - and she is a boyish wolf whose thoughts are seriously deviated from the normal track.

However, when Qiu Yao followed Song Yu to the grape rack behind the yard, those extremely obscene thoughts were finally dispersed.

Before, she turned over the courtyard wall of his house and casually said that Qixi was going to listen to the whispers of the Cowherd and Weaver Girl under his grape rack. At that time, Song Yu did not agree with her, so she regarded it as a scoundrel. Later, she forgot about it, but she didn't expect him

I'm actually waiting for the door tonight.

Qiu Yao didn't feel a little blushing. She went to the grape rack and sat under the grape rack with her hands and feet, but found that Song Yu turned her head and left, and asked awkwardly, "Where are you going?"

"Sleep"

"......" Qiu Yao is dumb. What are you doing... Yu Guang inadvertently caught a glimpse of the speckling firefly in the grass, and suddenly the inspiration flashed, "Wait a minute!"

When Song Yu heard the words, she stopped and turned around and looked at her pupils quietly. The darkness was three points deeper than the night.

Qiu Yao left the stool and ran to the grass. She easily caught the firefly that had been wandering. She turned her head and shouted to Song Yu happily, "Come and help."

Song Yu hesitated for a moment and finally walked to her, but just stood there straight and looked at Qiu Yao's childish behavior indifferently.

Qiu Yao looked at the firefly in her hand and bent the corners of her eyes. "Can I borrow your sword?" Song Yu usually doesn't wear a sword, so Qiu Yao found this special situation as soon as she came.

But... Didn't you say that the King of Chu is at Song Yu's house?

Qiu Yao raised her head to pick up the sword he untied, but her eyes looked at him with questions. Song Yu looked at her upturned little face. The moonlight fell on her slightly childish face through the thick grape vine leaves. Her round apricot eyes narrowed slightly at this time, but she still couldn't stop her eyes

The overflow of aura.

Song Yu looked away without a trace and looked at the playful firefly in the grass. Her mind was blank for a moment until she heard the sound of cracking.

Qiu Yao cut some of her skirt and tore off an irregular piece of quadrilateral cloth. Song Yu took the sword she handed back and inserted it back into the sheath. Just as she was about to wear it back to her waist, she heard the one happily playing with her back and shouting, "Come and help together."

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Song Yu looked at those dotted fireflies again, and her beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly. Before she could refuse, Qiu Yao suddenly stood up and stuffed the clothes into his hand, and her palm-sized little face was full of joy.

Qiu Yao pulled up the four corners of the material and gathered them together, put in a firefly that had just been caught, and immediately pinched the four corners, "Help me pinch it, don't let it run away~"

She was still young and only as tall as his chest. Song Yu looked down at the petite Qiu Yao's beautiful eyes full of expectation. She couldn't bear to brush her, so she put the sword on the table behind her and pinched the square corners.

The slender index finger inadvertently touched the back of the hand that had not been pulled back. Song Yu's face was calm, but Qiu Yao blushed inexplicably and hurriedly shrank back and squatted to catch fireflies.