The concubine is enchanting: the favorite princess

Chapter 150 Because of family changes
"Call me...Junqing." Su Junqing's rough voice was full of persistence, and the hand on the door was tightened, pulling the door towards her.He just pushed Feng Yao who was leaning on the door into his arms.

Feng Yao immediately felt a pressure, a warmth, a fragrance, a sincerity, and a deep affection.All the feelings surrounded her, and only Su Junqing's clean and soft breath was in her breath, which made Feng Yao hear her own heartbeat again.

"calls me."

"Junqing." Feng Yao's voice was murmured, very soft and soft.Once again, like a young girl, her face flushed.

But when Feng Yao lowered his head, he suddenly saw Su Junqing's hand holding Tao Xun tightly, and he kept scratching the Xun with his thumb.

"Puchi..." Feng Yao couldn't help laughing out loud, although he knew that he was laughing at the wrong time, but he just felt that Su Junqing in front of him was nervous and cute, this man's unique rigidity turned out to be hidden under such embarrassment.

Feng Yao smiled, and Su Junqing immediately lost his composure.The thread that was so hard to maintain just now snapped again, seeing Feng Yao couldn't muster the courage just now, but because the distance was so close, he was afraid that Feng Yao would hear his heart beating like a drum again.

Feng Yao could feel Su Junqing's nervousness and his immediately tense muscles, which made him look a little more cute like a young boy.Feng Yao couldn't help holding Su Junqing's face with both hands, and slowly pulled his head down.

Su Junqing only felt a pair of soft, slender hands supporting her cheeks, and her delicate ten fingers stretched out to pull herself closer to her.Smelling the fragrance of her hair was a kind of heart palpitation, a suffocating feeling that made him feel like there were shining gold stars in front of his eyes.

Feng Yao refused to let go a little bit, knowing that Su Junqing's cheeks were flushed because he didn't dare to breathe, but he still pulled his head over, stood on tiptoe... put his forehead on Su Junqing's lips !

There were no lips touching each other, no affectionate kisses.Feng Yao just let Su Junqing put his forehead on his forehead passively, and he could already hear his beating heartbeat.

"You... torture people like this." Su Junqing finally said this in a hoarse voice, which was quite interesting.

Immediately, his arms tightened, and he hugged Feng Yao into his arms, clasped her head, let Feng Yao press against his chest, and let her hear clearly the beating of his heart that had just been thundered by that kiss.Then a laugh broke out from the chest: "Am I stupid?"

"Yes." Feng Yao also smiled, just nestled on his chest obediently, feeling very comfortable in this way.The feeling of being slightly emotional but not impatient is like boiling soup over a slow fire. The rich and mellow taste is still behind, and they are not in a hurry to taste it.

"My voice... Did it scare you?" Su Junqing stroked Feng Yao's hair hanging behind his back with his big hand, his movements were extremely stiff, but he could feel the incomparable tenderness in his heart.

"Of course not, I'm just curious." Feng Yao simply wrapped his small hands around Su Junqing's waist, wondering how he could speak.

"In fact, I have never lost my voice. I just know that if I open my mouth, I will scare people, so I never said it." After a pause, Su Junqing said sadly: "It was also because of the family change. A reason to be isolated from others."

Feng Yao understood that the serious injury almost killed Su Junqing, and at the same time took away the innocence that his relatives and children should have.From then on, I stopped talking not only because my voice became dark and unpleasant, but also because I didn't want to face it.

Feng Yao lowered his head a little more, his small face was completely buried in Su Junqing's chest, his eyes were astringent, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The night wind blows gently, and the moonlight is so soft that it can melt people's hearts.

Feng Yao softly snuggled into Su Junqing's arms, asking some small questions: "How old were you playing the piano?" "Does it make you uncomfortable to be a teacher in Beijing?" "What's your sister's name?"

"I can play at the age of four." "Everything is fine." But when mentioning his sister, Su Junqing was silent for a moment.

It wasn't until Feng Yao looked up at him in confusion, that he slowly said: "My sister was still young when the family changed, and she hasn't officially entered the family tree, so there is only one baby named Nannan."

Feng Yao also remained silent.She knew that it was not an easy task for the children of official wealthy families to be included in the genealogy. Most of the time, only the main wife and legitimate sons were eligible for such qualifications.Girls will marry in the future, so they may not even have the chance to enter the family tree.If you don't enter the genealogy, you don't necessarily have a name. There is only one baby name. After you get married, you will take your husband's surname, and only a "surname" after it. Most of them are called "Zhang", "Li", and "Liu". .

Su Junqing cleared her throat, and continued: "I hope that one day in the future, my sister's name can be officially entered into the family tree."

"Well, if there is a chance, I will host the ceremony for her." Feng Yao said indifferently, but promised Su Junqing a great grace and honor.It is really rare for a girl to join the genealogy and invite a dignified princess to host her.

Su Junqing's body trembled, and the gratitude in her heart was self-evident.Hugging Feng Yao again, he suddenly asked in that hoarse voice: "Can you... let me in?"

"Ah?" Feng Yao was taken aback when he heard Su Junqing's request.Then she struggled out of his arms as if she understood, pushed him back two steps and was about to close the door.He still didn't forget to stare at him fiercely and said: "Why do you say such crazy words. People don't just come in through the back door of the princess mansion."

After saying that the door was really closed, Su Junqing hurriedly stepped forward, holding the door panel and said aggrievedly: "Yao'er misunderstood, just begging for a glass of water. Talking for too long, my throat hurts."

As Su Junqing said, she also pointed to the scar next to her Adam's apple, with a sincere and frightened expression on her face.

Only then did Feng Yao realize that he had thought of a wrong place, he smiled and opened the door, and said with concern: "How long have you not spoken? You can't even speak correctly."

"It's good if you can hear clearly. I haven't spoken to my sister for several years." Su Junqing spoke again this time, and her voice became hoarse again.It was only now that Feng Yao knew that it was so hard for him to speak, so he hurriedly pulled his sleeves into the door and took him to the side hall to find tea.

It seemed that Su Junqing was very thirsty, probably because of her sore throat, she picked up the teapot and poured herself a drink, drinking three cups in a row.Then he put down the teapot and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Didn't you take any more medicine? Can't you take any more medicine?" Feng Yao didn't think Su Junqing's voice was unpleasant, but just felt sorry for him.

Su Junqing took a deep look at Feng Yao, then shook her head.If possible, why wouldn't he want to whisper love words in her ear with beautiful words?

"Is it ugly?" Su Junqing was sad. In the past 20 years, I have never been lost because of my rough and dark voice, and now they all come together.

Feng Yao could feel every little emotion of Su Junqing, he was slightly desolate, and his heart ached.

(End of this chapter)