Chapter 16

Xiao Song naturally felt it, swung up to him, made him closer to himself, and whispered, "Brother Li, you're welcome. I'm very strong. You can rely on him without a burden."

→_→Decretion is the rhythm of a tough woman.

Is there really no problem with such a messy role?

Lizhu Qin paused for a long time, with a slight hook at the corners of his mouth, and also replied softly, "I know." No longer refuse her kindness and safely entrust the whole weight of her body to her.

Xiao Song had no pressure and did not frown: "Well... I have to thank Brother Li today."

There was a faint medicinal fragrance on the tip of his nose, and he was a little distracted: "...I didn't do anything."

Xiao Song restrained his eyebrows, his eyes were rarely soft, and he said in a low voice, "For me, it's enough."

......

The two gradually drifted away, and the figure snuggling with each other finally disappeared into the moon shadow.

No one noticed that the person who should have fallen asleep behind him slowly stood up, his eyes were awake and there was no trace of drunkenness.

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Xiao Song's yard was selected under limited conditions. It is impossible to be too far from the main yard and completely out of monitoring, so it is relatively close; it is remote from Zhu Qin's yard, far away from the group, and it takes twice as long to get out of the banquet to return to his yard than Xiao Song. Usually, it's nothing, but now Li Zhuqin is a little fierce. Although he is still awake and knows what he is doing and saying, he is also staggering and unstable. Xiao Song, such a kind girl, naturally doesn't want to let him go back alone at night. With his current appearance, if she really let him go back alone, she would have to lie down in less than halfway.

When she passed by the door of her yard, she called Cuihu Lake for a long time, but she didn't hear anyone answer. Then she realized that the girl in Cuihu had gone to the banquet. I guess she hasn't come back yet. The girl herself is not quiet. It's really difficult for her to accompany her so boring.

You can't ask Cuihu to run errands. Xiao Song can only be self-reliable, have enough clothes and food, and personally send this less reassuring brother back.

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"Don't bother..." After hearing Xiao Song's plan, a blush appeared on Lizhu's face. He tried to push her away and awkwardly refused, "Sister, I... can go back by myself."

Xiao Song is as steady as Mount Tai and doesn't move at all. "Brother Li can really go by himself?"

"Yes..."

I really haven't found out before that this is still an arrogant teenager?

If your feet are so soft, you still have to go back by yourself... Do you want to climb back? Xiao Song complained in his heart. On the surface, he was extremely calm and kind. He said lightly, "Since you are so persistent, then... Brother, have a good journey." Before the words fell, he decisively let go of his hand and retreated aside.

Li Zhuqin didn't think that Xiao Song would suddenly let go, and he was caught off guard against losing his support, and his feet would fall down when his feet were soft. Seeing that it was an awkward end, Xiao Song pulled his sleeves and stopped the trend of his fall. He couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth because of the bad taste and asked knowingly, "What's wrong with you, brother? Are your feet soft?"

Ask knowingly!

Lizhu Qinwei annoyed: "I... have nothing to do." He pushed her hand away and struggled to walk by himself. However, he really drank a little too much. There were a few heavy shadows in front of him, and it was difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion. After a few steps, he tilted to one side and was about to fall obliquely. Xiao Song picked him up, effortlessly and surprisingly easily. Under the bright moonlight, a light blush appeared on the man's jade cheeks. I don't know whether he was annoyed or anxious, adding a sense of authenticity to his originally warm and almost false face. Maybe the moonlight was so good that she suddenly had this interest and made a harmless joke: "Brother, don't be stubborn. Don't worry, sister, I won't laugh at you for this."

Although his tone was relaxed, his attitude was very resolute, and his hand holding his arm was slightly hard, so that he could not refuse. Li Zhuqin was speechless, and his eyes fell on the white and tender hand holding his arm. He was silent for a long time and finally expressed his refusal in a tacit way. It's useless to say more. If you stick to it any more, it's just to let her see jokes, just let it go...

What's more, such warmth... He asked himself, is he willing to do it?

The answer is no.

He can't give up.

All reasons are excuses, and Lizhu Qin just can't give up the spirit.

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All the way to share flowers and brush willows, Xiao Song walked easily with Lizhu Qin. Opening the willow branch in front of her, the house isolated among the gloomy trees and exposed to the snowy moonlight came into her eyes.

Why didn't you feel a little desolate before? Xiao Song curled his lips... decisively felt that he was a little overindulgent tonight, and he felt too sad in spring and autumn.

"It's here." After a short silence, Xiao Song took the lead in opening his mouth.

Lizhu Qin lowered his eyes slightly, and his long eyelashes cast a thick shadow on the bottom of his eyes. Today...thank you."

"It's really too insincere to thank me. Brother really wants to thank me, isn't it?" Xiao Song's tone was brisk, blinking his big watery eyes, and hinted openly and righteously, "Today is my birthday." The pills that maintain her energy are always tight... Can't you give more, brother?

→_→This is the resentful Miss Xiao Song!

Lizhu Qin: "..."

It seems that the suggestion is fruitless... Xiao Song tilted his head, smiled sweetly, and increased the intensity of the hint: "Brother, have you prepared a gift for me? The other brothers have given it.

Li Zhuqin's face darkened in an instant.

Silent, silent, silent again...

A strange cold scene.

Xiao Song opened his innocent eyes and said, "..." By the way, what did she say wrong?

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For a long time, Lizhu Qin took out a small wooden box from his sleeve and handed it to her hand: "Here you are."

"...gift?"

Li Zhuqin hesitated for a moment and nodded gently.

Xiao Song was about to open it, but Lizhu Qin's hand blocked it. His face was a little unnatural, and his eyes were slightly fluttering: "Go back and see..."

What makes it so mysterious?

Xiao Song's expression was very subtle, and he asked tentatively, "Did Brother Li make it himself?"

Lizhu Qin didn't say a word, and his face was red again.

Xiao Song is almost certainly the newly released elixir, which is indeed a good product. She was a little urgent and tried to suppress the joy in her heart and said, "Well, okay. It's getting late. It's better to rest early... I'll go back first."

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It finally floated to her yard. As soon as she entered the door, she tied the door bolt, sat on the spring stool by the table, and opened the box excitedly... How wonderful the hope is, how depressed she is when she is disappointed. Obviously, the box is not an elixir. For Xiao Song, except for elixir, everything else is floating clouds.

Xiao Song took out the small jade sculpture with a depressed expression and hung down the red rope tied to the jade sculpture. The jade is warm and dense, transparent and pure, white and flawless, like curd fat. There is a slight cool feeling in the palm of your hand, and you don't have to think about it. Xiao Song rubbed the small face of the jade carving villain, looking slightly warm, meditating for a long time, and still put the jade carving on his neck.