Enter the room 2

Chapter 63 No.60 Three
In Yuan Yunzhong's faint tone, there was a hint of teasing that he didn't notice, waiting to see Song Jiyun blushing, at a loss, or becoming angry from embarrassment.

But Song Jiyun's eyes just lit up, and he sat directly beside the bed.

"Okay!" She said lightly, but hit his chest hard.

His hands hanging by his body were clenched into fists, and he looked at her fixedly.

Song Jiyun, as if he didn't notice anything, smiled and patted the bed board lightly, and whispered to him: "We are half of each other."

Her expression and demeanor were as calm and dignified as ever. When she looked at him, her gaze was as clear and bright as ever.

It seems that what she promised at this moment is a very common thing.

Yuan Yunzhong suddenly felt that the room was stuffy and hot, and a trace of impetuousness suddenly emerged in his heart.

He said in a deep voice, "I meditate!"

"You've been tired all day too," Song Jiyun said with a brisk smile, "How about we take turns to rest? You can still watch the night."

When she spoke, her body leaned slightly, and Yuan Yunzhong could even feel the temperature of her body.

He couldn't help standing up quickly, and said: "Forget it! You keep watch at night, what can you do? I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep!"

"That's fine!" She said briskly, took off her shoes and went to bed, leaned against the wall, yawning, "If you are tired, call me!"

I fell asleep on my own.

In the darkness, Yuan Yunzhong sat motionless on the head of the bed, her long and slow breathing was heard by her ears.

His eyes flickered and looked towards Song Jiyun.

She kept the same posture for a long time, obviously a little tired.The head tilted slowly to the left, and then straightened again in a daze after hitting the wall. After a while, the head slowly tilted to the right again.

And the right side is empty, if it falls down, it will definitely fall directly to the ground!

Before he could decide whether to take care of her or not, he found that he had already leaned forward and reached out to support Song Jiyun's head.

Yuan Yunzhong froze for a moment, sat beside her, and straightened her upright.

Suddenly she fell down again, just leaning on his shoulder.

Yuan Yunzhong choked for breath, and his body suddenly became stiff.

In his mind, he saw her white and round shoulders when he was still living in the yarn cabinet.

He seemed to smell the faint fragrance of jasmine again.

Turning her head, she saw her face close at hand. She was sleeping soundly, less flamboyant and gorgeous than usual, and more peaceful and soft.

With a smooth forehead, a straight nose bridge, and long and curled eyelashes, she is as quiet as a painting.

Yuan Yunzhong's lips were drawn into a line, and he couldn't help stretching out a finger, and lightly touched her cheek.

Soft, bouncy, white, like dumplings made of glutinous rice.

If she felt something, she murmured a few syllables, as if trying to break free from his fingers, shook her head and sat up straight, but after a few breaths, she fell to the other side.

Yuan Yunzhong was afraid that she would hit the wall again, so he quickly reached out to help her.

She immediately leaned against him again, fell on his shoulders, and rubbed against his shoulders, she slept more soundly, her even breathing was ambiguously blown by her ears, and the numbness went into her bones...

Yuan Yunzhong lowered his head, stared at Song Jiyun for a long time, and closed his eyes.

A fish-belly white streak appeared on the horizon.

Zhao Qi and his wife got up lightly.

Yuan Yunzhong glanced at Song Jiyun who was sleeping soundly, but did not move.

The door was suddenly pushed open.

"Ah!" With a loud sound, the young woman's sharp cry woke up Song Jiyun.

She opened her eyes sleepily, only to see Aunt Zhao Qi covering the mouth of a young girl, and said embarrassedly: "You sleep, you sleep! We don't pay much attention here."

But she changed the subject and said again: "Since you eloped, you shouldn't be called brothers and sisters, you should be called husband and wife. It also saves me from taking out the two new beddings."

"What?" Rao Song Jiyun and Yuan Yunzhong were both people who had not changed their expressions before the collapse of Mount Tai. At this time, their expressions changed drastically at the words of Mrs. Zhao Qi, "Elope?!"

Zhao Qisao looked at them embarrassingly, and said, "It's not elopement, why are you in the same room? And..."

She blushed embarrassingly.

Only now did Song Jiyun realize that he was sitting sideways, as if being held in Yuan Yunzhong's arms.

She couldn't help stroking her forehead, and looked towards Yuan Yunzhong.

Yuan Yunzhong looked at Zhao Qisao and the young girl with cold eyes, his eyes were as frosty as snow, soaking in his heart.

Both of them shuddered at the same time.

Zhao Qisao was even more flustered than Song Jiyun's client. While dragging the young woman out, she said, "Since you are already awake, I won't come here to call you anymore. I'll go and bring you face wash, and you can freshen up." Now, you can have breakfast."

Song Jiyun spread his hands helplessly, coughed uncomfortably, and said to Yuan Yunzhong: "Anyway, we met by chance, maybe we will never see each other again after we leave here. They can say whatever they want!"

Yuan Yunzhong was noncommittal.

Song Jiyun quickly put these things behind him, walked to the door, looked around, and said to Yuan Yunzhong: "I see that Maochu looks like this, why don't we have breakfast and bring some steamed buns or something , let's go!"

She was still worried about the group that chased them yesterday.

Yuan Yunzhong nodded.

Mrs. Zhao Qi came in with washing water, but she didn't enter the door. She explained to Song Jiyun at the door: "Just now is my daughter-in-law who has never been married. She didn't know that you were staying here, so she offended her."

Song Jiyun shook his hands with a smile, said a few polite words, and suggested that he would skip breakfast and leave with some steamed buns.

"How can this be possible!" Aunt Zhao Qi shook her head like a rattle, "No matter what, I have to have breakfast before leaving."

She said, looking at Yuan Yunzhong with some fear, pulled Song Jiyun out of the door, and said in a low voice: "Sister, I think it's fake for you to visit relatives in Jingdezhen, and it's true that you want to avoid people at home! Instead of I don’t know if going to Jingdezhen is good or bad, it’s better to stay in our village!”

Song Jiyun's eyes darkened slightly.

Aunt Zhao Qi patted her on the shoulder carelessly and affectionately, and said, "Isn't your husband good at painting? We have a job here, and there is a shortage of people who can paint. At most three to five months, I guarantee that you will at least be able to paint." Earn 50 taels of silver."

Song Jiyun thumped in his heart, knowing that he had guessed right.

This Zhaojiaji has wild kilns.

I'm afraid that those who pursued them also have something to do with this place.

She took a deep breath and said awkwardly: "But we have already discussed with my aunt."

"What's the matter!" Zhao Qisao smiled nonchalantly, "Let our boy send a letter to your aunt."

Is this to force them to stay?

Song Jiyun remained calm and murmured: "I have to discuss this with the young master."

As she spoke, she saw a young girl supporting an old woman, surrounded by several young women, walking in.

Before the people arrived, the old woman said loudly: "From Zhao Qi's family, I heard that there is a pair of young masters and young ladies who have eloped. That young master can still draw? You keep them here, and we will arrange a wedding ceremony for them."

　Revised draft!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)