Spread joy in the arms of the cold male god

Chapter 65 Maltose

Hearing this, he took the remote control, turned off the TV, and turned off the bedside light, and replaced it with a warm yellow light, but saw that she was still resisting sleepiness and refused to close her eyes, maybe she felt that she Still heartbroken by that scene, he said in a low voice, "Child, I will watch over you to sleep, so don't be afraid of having nightmares."

The warm and heavy night filled his eyes with tenderness.

Song Xiaolin only felt that there was a softness in the deepest part of her heart that was collapsing at an uncontrollable speed. The violent heartbeat seemed to be roaring to rush out of the restraints of her body. Emotions, slowly calming down, can barely suppress the deep-seated love in her heart. Her wet eyes were steamed, dark and bright, and she smiled sweetly: "Thank you, Lu Jingyan."

Later, drowsiness hit her again and again, and she finally couldn't hold it back, and fell into a deep sleep.

But Lu Jingyan didn't know that, in fact, when she was drawing his outline, what lingered in her nose was the clear breath from his quilt. At that moment, she seemed to be sleeping in the same bed with him.

One o'clock.

Lu Jingyan closed the book in his hand, feeling a deep sense of tiredness between his brows, he got up, walked towards the bed, his steps were light, and finally stopped by the bed, looking down at the sleeping Song Xiaolin, fortunately , She slept peacefully, her breathing was smooth, and she didn't have a nightmare. He seemed to be slightly relieved, bent down, and gently covered her with the quilt, then returned to the sofa and fell asleep.

In fact, at the moment when the power went out tonight, he was taking a shower in the bathroom. He thought that the child would be very panicked because he was afraid of the dark and thunderstorms, but he would not be able to get away for a while because of the foam on his body. Later, he suddenly realized Hearing a hysterical scream, it was his child. At that moment, he didn't care about anything else, he didn't have time to wipe himself, he put on his bathrobe and rushed out, his hair was still dripping, and one drop after another slid down his cheek to the collarbone...

Fortunately, nothing serious happened to her, she was just shocked.

Otherwise, he will go crazy, live in endless self-blame all his life, and never forgive himself.

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early morning.

When Song Xiaolin woke up, there was no one in the room.

She sat up in a daze, stared at the black screen of the TV for a long while, and then gradually regained her consciousness. She slept in Lu Jingyan's room last night, had no dreams, and slept peacefully... But, what about others? ?
The curtains were not drawn, so no light could come in, and the room was a bit dark.

She got out of bed, stepped on the slippers, and went to open the curtains. She didn't expect the sunlight outside to be so dazzling. She squinted her eyes slightly because she couldn't get used to it. After a while, she slowly got used to the suddenly brighter light.

Outside the window, high-rise buildings in the distance towered into the clouds, and a KFC advertisement was playing on the giant LED screen. There was a lot of traffic underneath, and the sound of horns was even more continuous.

A good mood starts with a good morning.

Song Xiaolin brushed his teeth, changed his clothes, and went downstairs.

The proprietress is worthy of being a proprietress, and she was doing the calculations at the counter early in the morning. When she saw her, she greeted her enthusiastically: "Little girl, come and have breakfast."

"Okay." She took a cup of soy milk and a meat bun, and sat in an empty place.

The proprietress asked enthusiastically: "Little girl, where are you going to play with Mr. Lu today?"

Ah, by the way, where are you going to play today?

Lu Jingyan didn't say anything either.

"I don't..." Knowing that the two words hadn't come out of her mouth, she suddenly saw Lu Jingyan walking towards the light, and swallowed the words in her heart.

"Beixiang ancient city." His voice seemed to carry a hint of the coldness of early spring.

The ancient city of Beixiang?

By the way, the proprietress said that Xihai and Beixiang ancient city are must-see places.

While doing the calculations, the proprietress continued with a smile: "Yes, this ancient city of Beixiang is very interesting, you must go."

Lu Jingyan walked up to her in a few steps, stepped over the bench with his long legs lightly, sat down on the seat beside her, and asked in a low voice, "Child, do you want to go?"

Song Xiaolin nodded immediately: "Of course I want to go." After finishing speaking, she suddenly thought of something, and handed the meat bun in front of him, the starlight in her eyes was still shining, she looked at him brightly: "You Do you want meat buns?"

Suddenly, a smile flashed across his eyes, "The meat buns you've eaten?"

"Huh?" She was puzzled and looked down. The meat bun had already been bitten a few times. Suddenly, she withdrew her hand, frowned in embarrassment, and explained in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I... I forgot to eat it for a moment. After... I just don't know if you have had breakfast, so..."

Song Xiaolin, you are an idiot!

Why is she always making strange embarrassments in front of him!
It was rare and unexpected, Lu Jingyan couldn't help but lowered his head and let out a chuckle, which fell deep into his ears, that lazy and comfortable gesture, like the warm fireworks blooming in the middle of the night, diffused all the way into her heart.

"I've eaten air." He replied casually.

"Huh?" It took only a moment for her to realize that his eating air meant going to the top floor of the inn to blow some fresh air.

"How can that work? I'll get you a meat bun and a cup of soy milk."

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At nine o'clock sharp, go to the ancient city of Beixiang.

It is closer than the West Sea, only half an hour away from the inn.

Soon, it will arrive.

The houses on both sides here are ancient buildings, inlaid with dark gray tiles, with thin cracks, and the older ones even grow green moss, which can accumulate water when it rains. Red lanterns are hung under the eaves.

At the entrance of the alley, there was an old man selling colorful malt candies. Song Xiaolin's eyes were attracted, and he licked his lips, feeling a little moved.

Her every move, falling into Lu Jingyan's eyes, made her a little more cute.

He smiled, "Want to eat?"

She was overjoyed, nodded, her eyes were bright: "I really want to eat."

In front of the stall, there were still a few children buying, holding coins in their hands. Seeing the malt candy, all of them grinned so hard that their eyes were almost blind.

After queuing for a while, it was Lu Jingyan's turn. He pointed at the maltose with his slender fingertips, "One for all colors."

"okay."

Soon, against the dark gray background of the ancient city, there was only Lu Jingyan with a touch of thick ink, holding colorful maltose in his hand, and he came towards her against the light.

But just a few steps away, he walked into her heart and disrupted a city.

Maltose is very sweet and sticky to the teeth, but Song Xiaolin ate it happily, even happier than those children.

At this time, she opened the transparent packaging bag and handed it to him. It was red maltose: "You have one too."

But he chuckled and shook his head, "It's fine for children to eat."

He doesn't eat sugar, she knows it.

But she doesn't care.

The next second, she pressed maltose to Lu Jingyan's lips: "You've eaten it." The sweetness slowly dissipated and slipped into the tip of his tongue. He had no choice but to open his mouth to hold it, and tapped her forehead with his fingers. A bit spoiled, "You, you, you have learned to cheat."

This maltose is surprisingly not unpalatable.

Song Xiaolin lowered his head and smiled sweetly.

Going in, the alley is getting wider and wider, and there is a river on both sides, green waves, rows of willows on the bank swaying with the wind, green branches and leaves falling all over the ground, passing through the arch bridge, there are small boats on the river, the old man Standing on the bow... This scene is like walking out of the illustrations in a Chinese textbook, and every frame is picturesque.

(End of this chapter)