Xiaosheng is not a nerd

Xie Fu was shocked when he heard this, "I won't advise you to forgive him without your suffering. How can I encourage you to kill your father?"

But Sister Xiang'er was so kind to him, and the only thing he wanted was that he couldn't do it, and he felt extremely guilty for a moment.

Qin Xiang'er was also in a moment of high emotion, mixed with grief and anger, and that's why she said this, asking Xie Fu to die in vain.

Seeing Fu Xie's guilty and embarrassed face, he felt warm and comforted in his heart, and his mood became much more stable.

When Fu Xie saw Qin Xiang'er looking at him, he said, "Sister, think clearly, I will help you kill him."

Another warmth filled her chest, and Qin Xiang'er burst into tears and smiled: "Do you know who he is?"

"The God of Killing Wei Wushi, and he is still yours, Sister Xiang'er..."

Before Xie Fu finished speaking, Qin Xiang'er scolded him: "Shut up!"

The trace of smile that finally appeared just now disappeared immediately, replaced by a cold and stern face.

Xie Fu could feel that she had been offended, but he said nothing and gently wiped the tears on her cold face with his fingers.

Seeing Fu Xie's gentle movements and distressed expression, Qin Xiang'er leaned on Fu Xie's body and said tenderly: "It's good to have a young man... It's good to have a young man..."

This was not the time to talk about the details of the reason. He just wanted to pamper this good sister and make her happy.

Kiss the teardrops on her face tenderly, kissing her right up to her lips, expressing all the love in your heart...

That night, Fu Xie planted a deep impression of a stalwart man in Qin Xiang'er's heart, making Qin Xiang'er realize that this man was no longer a young man she needed to take care of and protect, but a man she could rely on.

Xie Fu was used to getting up early, and the first ray of dawn in the morning had just entered the house through the window lattice, and sprinkled a pattern of broken gold on the ground.

Qin Xiang'er nestled in his arms, her gracefully curved back pressed against him, curled up like a lazy snow cat.

She slept deeply, breathing evenly, and she was very quiet, so quiet that Xie Fu could count her two rows of curved eyelashes one by one.

His long, messy hair was spread across his chest, and his snow-white and soft neck was so beautiful under the orange-red dawn light.

I still remember that not long after arriving in Qin Lou, Qin Xiang'er didn't want him to live and eat in Qin Lou for free, so he asked him to clean the yard.

At that time, he was still a little afraid of the woman who was the owner of the first floor, so when cleaning Qin Xiang'er's room, he would choose the time just after dawn when she was most asleep.

He also had the chance to see this woman sleeping soundly. Only at this time, she was neither cold nor cruel, nor hit or cursed.

On the contrary, it is very beautiful and gentle, just like the beautiful and peaceful fairy in the painting.

Whenever he saw those thrilling body lines, he would also have impulses as a young boy, but his respect for her and her good upbringing prevented him from thinking too deeply about messy things.

At that time, I felt very warm inside, thinking how wonderful it would be if this woman were my relative. She would not scold me or hit me, but would love me in return...

He lowered his head and saw that his once unattainable and cold sister was nestled in his arms. His dream had come true. Now his sister would not scold him or hit him, but she also loved him very much.

Xie Fu can really feel her tenderness and kindness.

He reached out and touched her soft hair gently, for fear of disturbing her sweet sleep.

The soft hair tips still disturbed her, and Qin Xiang'er murmured in her sleep: "Xiao Lang, I love my sister, my sister loves you..."

Perhaps only in her sleep she was willing to show her weak side that needed care. Xie Fu finally couldn't help but lovingly hugged her into his arms and kissed her on the hairline behind her ears.

At this moment, there is unspeakable love in my heart. This feeling does not happen overnight, but is accumulated over time.

At this sound, my sister also woke up Qin Xiang'er. She opened her eyes with a sleepy sound. Xie Fu's smiling face came into view in the hazy scene. However, this big woman buried her face into his chest in shame, covering her head with black hair. Be strict.

Xie Fu gathered up her long hair, and the red side of her face came into view, "Sister, we are so familiar, why are you so shy?"

Qin Xiang'er's fierce and aggressive character showed through: "Who knows you well?"

"Hey, we have known each other for almost ten years, aren't we still familiar enough?"

"But you and I are not familiar with each other." Xie Fu chuckled: "Sister, why do you look so resentful when you just woke up? Is it because Xiaolang didn't serve you well last night?"

Qin Xiang'er suddenly became angry and waved a pair of pink fists to attack Xie Fu: "You still say it! You still say it! I begged you so many times last night, but you don't feel sorry for me at all."

"Sister, you told me that women want it when they say they don't want it. I thought you were motivating me."

"Encouragement is nothing. You are like a wild wolf. Do you need me to encourage you?"

Xie Fu tightened his arms around her slim waist, and Qin Xiang'er immediately became honest.

"Sister, what did you call me last night?"

Qin Xiang'er looked at Xie Fu and said tenderly: "Xiao Lang~~"

"No, that's not what you called it."

Qin Xiang'er bit her lip and her ears turned red: "I forgot."

How could Fu Xie not see that she was pretending, and said with a smile: "Then I remind you, sister, you call me a good husband."

Last night, she was confused and confused. When she heard Xie Fu say it, Qin Xiang'er suddenly felt numb and had goosebumps all over her body. She said, "I never said that."

"You still dare to quibble, why don't you admit it quickly." Xie Fu said and started to tickle her.

Qin Xiang'er giggled while hiding: "Even if I said it...I forgot it,"

Finally he couldn't bear the tickling anymore and said, "Good husband, please let Xiang'er go."

It was this sentence that Qin Xiang'er realized as soon as he said it, and whispered: "Good boy, stop teasing my sister, let her lie in your arms for a while." Then she behaved like a little sheep.

Xie Fu felt that being able to support her in a majestic manner was satisfying both physically and mentally.

……

The spring is coming, the pond is rippling, the trees and bamboos are dim, and the colorful flowers are blooming.

In the heart of the deep, elegant and quiet garden, a woman sits cross-legged under a pavilion, playing the piano with her back.

She was dressed in a white dress, with a sword hairpin stuck across her bun. As she played the piano with both hands, she played the beautiful and melodious music.

This infinitely graceful back also gives people a feeling of pure poetry and calligraphy.

How could there be no listeners to such a beautiful piano sound?

Standing three feet away from the pavilion was a short man, more than five feet tall but less than six feet tall. He was wearing a bamboo hat and his face could not be seen clearly. He was wearing gray cloth and a gray cloak.

It is as quiet as a stone statue listening to the piano, the breeze is blowing the cloak, and the clothes are patterned, but it gives people a sense of excellence and tallness.

The sound of the piano has stopped, people are quiet, and the warm sun and wind remain.

The man spoke up: "That man has played the piano for many years."

The woman responded: "The blue water is still there, but the red medicine is better than before."

"Qing Lan."

"Brother."

Just as Chen Qinglan was about to turn around, the man said: "Don't move, Qinglan will leave it alone."

Lan Binghan loves this junior sister deeply, but he is short in stature and ugly in appearance. Whenever he faces his junior sister, he always feels inferior and filthy.

What he likes to do most is to look at the back of his junior sister, no matter what she is doing, just like now.

"Bai Lianhua said you were missing, junior sister, you are indeed here."