fairy wife

When Shi'er opened the door and came back, Qiuqiu was leaning against the window with Huo'er in his arms, already asleep.

In the night, her silhouette appeared soft and thin.

Huo'er opened his eyes vigilantly. The two eyes that seemed to be pure black during the day suddenly revealed golden pupils, and the cold light flickered.

But after seeing clearly that the person approaching was Shi'er, the golden light in Huo'er's eyes disappeared again, he yawned, and found a more comfortable position in Qiuqiu's arms.

Qiuqiu also woke up.

"Back?" She was a little confused.

Just now, I obviously wanted to meditate and exercise my skills, and wait for him to come back.

As a result, I do not know when I fell asleep——

Shi'er sat down beside her.

"where are they?"

Lin Su and Elder Zheng should have gone back, right?

After a turbulent day, Qiuqiu felt very satisfied that the two of them could stay together like this.

Shi'er handed Qiuqiu a cup of tea, light green tea with a minty fragrance.

Qiuqiu took two sips, and the bright water left the corners of her lips.

Shi'er gently wiped the water with his fingers.

Qiuqiu smiled, Shi'er took the remaining half cup of tea and drank it.

He took another box of glazed fruit and gave it to her.

The fruits are all ripe, translucent, purple in color, exquisite and translucent, no wonder they got the name Liuliguo.

This kind of fruit is not found in Central Plains, it is a specialty of Jiufeng.

"Now this kind of fruit on the mountain is in the ripe season, and it can also be pickled into preserved fruit, which has a different flavor."

Qiuqiu picked up one, brought it to her mouth and bit the skin.

The rich, sweet and thick juice immediately overflowed in the mouth.

Qiuqiu opened her eyes in surprise: "It's so sweet."

Liuli fruit has a special fragrance.Although the juice is sweet, it is not greasy at all.

"Is it tasty?"

"Yeah." Qiuqiu also took one and handed it to him: "You eat too."

Shi'er was not interested in this kind of snacks that girls like, but when Qiuqiu handed over the fruit, he naturally leaned over and took a bite: "Not bad."

A plate of fruit was eaten up by the two of you, one mouthful at a time, and the feeling of autumn and autumn was still unfinished. He licked his juice-stained fingers: "Where did you pick this?"

"Tomorrow I will accompany you to pick it."

"Okay." Qiuqiu smiled: "It's definitely more delicious if you pick it yourself."

A pity welled up in Shi'er's heart.

Qiuqiu is alone in Jiufeng, she has no acquaintances, and she is still unfamiliar with everything here.But he couldn't always be by her side.

Of the two of them, others always felt that he was condescending.It was he who was tolerant, because Qiuqiu was young and probably not very sensible.

But Shi'er knew that Qiuqiu was the one who was always tolerant and accommodating.

He asked her to come together, and she came as in the previous life.

He let her stay in Fengxian Pavilion.She just stays here and doesn't move around.

She was afraid of getting him into trouble.

Shi'er felt that the happiness he gave her was so little since before.

He has a burden that cannot be lifted from his shoulders.

She understands and understands everything.

But he was ashamed of himself.

Shi'er holds her hand.

Qiuqiu's hands are delicate and soft, with smooth knuckles.Nails have a faint luster.

Shi'er pressed her lips to her fingertips with a sour and pious mood.

Her fingertips still carry the fragrance and sweetness of Liuli fruit.

Qiuqiu bit her lip and looked at him.

Shi'er's eyelashes are very long.It was very dense, and when I lowered my eyelids, it completely blocked the light in my eyes.

Under the moonlight, the two lingered and formed a shadow.

Qiuqiu's hair was spread out on the floor mat, making her leaner and more exquisite figure.

Mottled red marks bloomed on the snow-white skin like crushed peach blossoms. Qiuqiu inserted her hands into Shi'er's hair, pulled him closer, and then kissed.

Both of their lips were hot.The exhaled breath is hot.

really weird.

Qiuqiu thought vaguely.

I heard the sisters of Ziyu Pavilion talk about these things before, saying that desire is always greater than love.

But Qiuqiu's own experience.But it happened to be reversed.

She felt that when she was with Shi'er, when Shi'er hugged her tightly and the two were intimate, she learned that her life had become complete.

All the uneasiness and loneliness are filled, and there is no regret anymore.

The hair on her forehead and the back of her neck was wet with sweat, sticking to her snow-white skin.Qiuqiu groaned softly, but then she couldn't make a sound at all, she felt like she was rolling in a stormy sea, she couldn't breathe.

"Shi'er..."

She called his name instinctively, her voice broken and hurried.

Shi'er held her face in his hands, and a kiss fell heavily on her lips.

In the distance, the sound of rushing water came from the river beach, the wind blew through the reeds, and the long leaves rustled.

The two were lying in front of the window with their limbs intertwined, and Shi'er pulled the scattered clothes from one side and put them on them.

There was a little red mark on her bare shoulder, and Shi'er's lips gently rubbed against it: "Does it hurt?"

Qiuqiu shook her head.

She just leaned on Shi'er's shoulder like this, and it took a while before she felt that she had regained the normal frequency of breathing and heartbeat.

She sat up sideways and put on her clothes with her back to him.

With long hair hanging around her body, Qiuqiu took out a comb and combed it slowly from top to bottom.

Shi'er also sat up, took her comb and combed it for her.

Qiuqiu turned her head and glanced at him, with a shy and gentle smile on the corner of her lips.

Shi'er didn't break his promise this time, and he got up early the next morning to pick fruit with Qiuqiu.

Nine Peaks is called Nine Peaks here, but there are more than nine peaks. There are continuous green hills, lush trees and flowers, and beautiful scenery everywhere.

Shi'er took Qiuqiu to a stream, where there was a large glass fruit tree.Now is the season when the fruits are ripe, and the clusters of fruits on the treetops are crowded together, and the branches are so heavy that they fall down.

Huo'er let out a cry of joy and tugged at Dabai's ears.The two guys rushed into the fruit forest impatiently.

The red fruit is set off by the dark green leaves like a string of attractive jewels, but the jewels are cold and blunt, how can they be sweet and fragrant like this fruit?

Qiuqiu also specially brought a basket.She was fascinated looking at a large area of ​​fruit trees by the stream, her eyes were shining brightly.

"Go."

"Wait." Qiuqiu put down the basket, took out a light purple cloth handkerchief with floral patterns to wrap her hair, and turned to ask him, "Isn't it ugly?"

Certainly not ugly.

Shi'er thinks she is beautiful in everything.It looks delicate even if it is not wrapped up, but it looks neat and playful when it is wrapped up.

Qiuqiu explained: "This tree is not tall. When you pick the fruit, you will definitely get your hair caught by the branches, which is quite troublesome."

Shi'er nodded: "I know, you told me."

"Really?" Qiuqiu asked, "I told you? What did I say then?"

That was a long time ago.

At that time, Qiuqiu was still a plump, white and tender little girl, all she could do was tinker with snacks.In autumn, she took him to the mountains to look for chestnuts and fruits, and wrapped his hair in the same way.With a small basket on his shoulders, he walks briskly, and sometimes even hums a little tune.

She doesn't remember the words of those folk songs and ditties, and it doesn't matter if she can't remember them, anyway, she hums them happily.Sing a sentence when you encounter a word you can understand, and hum vaguely if you don't know it.

Here.Just like now.

Qiuqiu was humming again.

It seems to be what, what kind of little girl?

Shi'er was in a daze.

He had heard her hum it many years ago.

Carrying a big bamboo basket... ummmm... she picks the most.Mmmmmmm...she picked the biggest...

Suddenly Qiuqiu stopped, leaning on the tree trunk and laughing loudly.

Shi'er asked curiously, "What are you laughing at?"

Qiuqiu waved her hands and said, "I can't say it, I can't say it."

This scene seems familiar.

It should have happened a long time ago.

At that time, Shi'er also asked her why, but she also didn't say.

That kind of self-happiness is like a little mouse who has eaten lamp oil.

Back then, Shi'er thought, she couldn't hide her words, and it probably wouldn't be dark until dark.She will take the initiative to explain the reason for her sudden laughter.

But that time he guessed wrong.

Until later, Qiuqiu didn't tell him the reason.

Shi'er didn't intend to leave any doubts this time.He took her basket and asked again seriously: "Why are you laughing? Can't you share with me?"

Qiuqiu blinked: "This..."

what is the root cause?

Qiuqiu was also muttering, how can I tell him about this?

She said that when she was humming a song, she suddenly remembered the classic joke about a man sleeping in the forest, and a little girl came to pick mushrooms... Uh, and the next day, the man who tasted the sweetness slept in the forest again, An aunt comes to mushrooms...

and……

Qiuqiu glanced at Shi'er.

Coincidentally, now there is also a fruit picker, and a Shi'er.

But she is such a decent person, of course she won't pick him as a fruit.

Shi'er was still anxiously waiting for her answer.

How does this make her say?

Said that she thought of Difficult Hands...that?

"Oh, don't ask, it's not a big deal." Qiuqiu took out a Liuli fruit from the basket, opened her mouth, and was stuffed upright by Qiuqiu.

"Sweet?"

Shi'er tried hard to swallow the fruit: "Sweet."

"Hey, the fruits over there seem to be redder, maybe they are more ripe. Let's go over there and have a look."

Qiuqiu dragged Shi'er away.

Huh - finally got away with it.

Today's results are fruitful.

And the fruit I picked myself, no matter how I eat it, I feel that it is sweeter than yesterday's fruit.

Qiuqiu spread a cloth under the fruit tree, put the fruit basket on it, and took out the snacks and tea she brought.

Oh yeah... picnic!

Huo'er and Dabai also got out of the long grass. As long as these two foodies smell the fragrance, they will trek here even across thousands of mountains and rivers.

Qiuqiu poured a cup of tea for Shi'er: "Come on, drink water first to quench your thirst."

Although I knew that Shi'er would not feel hungry, thirsty and tired like ordinary people, Qiuqiu had a lot of fun playing it, and Shi'er cooperated quite well. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)