Spread joy in the arms of the cold male god

Chapter 67 A Chocolate Candy

But unexpectedly, seeing her flustered and nervous look, Lu Jingyan actually felt like laughing. He tore off the sunscreen casually with one hand, and asked concisely, "Child, what are you doing? Huh?"

The slightly rising ending sound immediately numb her ears.

Fortunately, Song Xiaolin's rationality forced her to calm down. She wanted to cover him up again, but she didn't dare to be too unreasonable after being stared at by him, so she could only say aggrievedly: "Lu Jingyan, you want to be a member of Beixiang. Son-in-law?"

He shook his head and answered casually, "Not right."

Without the slightest hesitation.

Seeing that she seemed to want to say something again, he put the sunscreen on her head before she did, and lowered his voice so that only two people could hear him, "The sun is getting too hot, don't bask in it." With that thin layer of gauze, she saw his graceful chin in a haze, sticking to the white and clean collar, that kind of cool and noble, as natural as jade, and the sunlight behind him shines through the leaves The gap between them fell down, sprinkled finely and scatteredly all over his body, smudged with a softness that was not in the usual.

At that moment, amidst the din of people, she was the only one left in her eyes.

He obviously didn't say anything strange, but she just... was distracted, and her heartbeat was even deafening.

At this time, the wooden boat had already passed the arch bridge slowly, and the noise of the crowd gradually faded away, and it sailed into a section of river that was completely silent.

Later, an arch bridge appeared again, but this time it was sparsely populated, with only a few women in traditional national costumes standing on the bridge.

Passing under the bridge arch, suddenly a large handful of salt was sprinkled from the sky, drenching them from head to toe, and even slid down their collars into their necks. Although they had learned from the past, Song Xiaolin was still frightened. Exclaimed: "What is this? Salt?"

Why sprinkle salt?

The old man smiled again and explained: "This is the second trip of the river tour, safe journey, this salt, it has a meaning in Fengshui, exorcising evil spirits, purifying the Yang house, changing luck and changing fate, preventing disasters and eliminating diseases, so Being sprinkled with salt is a very auspicious symbol."

"Oh, so that's how it is." She looked at the thin white salt in her hand, and her knowledge increased again, but she was thinking in her heart, when she returned to Beicheng, she would sprinkle salt on Lu Jingyan every day!

Half an hour later, the end of the river tour, approaching noon.

After getting off the boat, the two sat in a nearby farmhouse restaurant.

While waiting for the food to be served, Song Xiaopurn cleaned up the salt that fell from his body.

Suddenly, Lu Jingyan, who was sitting opposite, stood up and walked behind her a few steps, a shadow fell, she was about to turn her head to look at him, but his hand pressed her head first, "Don't move, You didn't get your hair done."

He calmed down his voice intentionally to be intimidating, but there was a faint smile in his eyes.

But she couldn't see his smile, so she subconsciously didn't dare to move anymore, and sat down obediently.

He gently took off her elastic, and the long hair spread out in an instant, rushing to her shoulders, and then a stream of light-scented shampoo lingered on the tip of her nose.

Song Xiaolin stretched out his hand to catch the rubber band, but failed for a long time.

As a result, she couldn't help but turned her head slightly to look at it, but suddenly caught a glimpse of the rubber band hanging on his wrist from the corner of her eye, which was her own rubber band.

Lu Jingyan's movements were very gentle, gently brushing away the salt in her hair strand by strand, but to her, this gentleness was terribly terrific, she could only feel that her heart was so soft that she was sinking into a swamp, It was difficult to move an inch, it was like falling into the deep sea, it was difficult to breathe, it was more like a bird flying in the clouds, suddenly lost its direction... All of these made her deeply fascinated, trapped, and powerless resist.

Help! ! !

She is going crazy!

Taking advantage of the last glimmer of clarity in his mind, Song Xiaolin hurriedly said: "It's okay, you don't need to do it, I... um, I'll just go back to the inn tonight and wash my hair..."

Every minute, every second, is too difficult.

Fortunately, he only gave a low "um" and helped her tie her hair again.

At this time, the waiter served the food.

smell good!
It happened to be hungry too, so she couldn't wait to start eating.

Soon, Lu Jingyan came back from the bathroom and sat down again, but there were two more tickets in his hand. He put them on the table, moved the tickets in front of her with his fingertips, "Child, do you want to go?" Watching a play?"

"Watching a play?"

She was in a daze, wiped her hands, took the ticket and took a look——

The Pear Blossom Drama, opened at six o'clock in the evening.

It's drama!

She hasn't seen it for several years, and she doesn't know if it still has the old taste.

Song Xiaolin nodded vigorously: "I want to go to the theater, really, really want to."

"it is good."

She first met him in that theater.

At that time, she was frightened and cried by the man singing the buffoon. He gave her a candy and said softly, this is a chocolate candy, for you to eat, don't cry.

Later, the theater was demolished long ago.

But Years remembers it, and she will always remember it. At that time, that young man with a breezy moon and the breeze, and the candy in his hand, had always been her salvation.

~

In the evening, at [-]:[-], I arrived at the theater.

There are a lot of people.

After checking the tickets, you can enter the front court.

Now for the prologue.

Raoyin changed the tune, Tsing Yi exited the stage, and received a Dao Ma Dan.

Song Xiaolin looked around, as if looking for something, then grabbed Lu Jingyan's sleeve and pointed excitedly: "Lu Jingyan, look, there is a clown over there."

He looked in the direction and indeed saw a clown in the corner, "Well, I saw it."

"Do you still remember that when I was only six years old, I was scared to tears by a man who sang a buffoon, and tears fell down my face. Later, you gave me a candy and said..."

Suddenly, she stopped all voices.

Because, in the palm of Yu Lu Jingyan's slowly spreading palm, lay a chocolate candy quietly, it was still the familiar packaging bag.

At that time, she was fussy, and he only needed a chocolate candy to coax her, but later on, his child gradually became quiet, and his temper was occasionally as cold as the wind, so she no longer needed him to coax her with candy.

But at this moment, Song Xiaolin suddenly felt that she had returned to six years old, back to 12 years ago, she was still that noisy child, a follower who was always behind him.

During those days, she was carefree, and she could be his child at ease.

However, later on, she moved what she shouldn't have.

Gradually, her eyes were filled with mist, her lips trembled slightly, and she couldn't say a word. Tears piled up, her vision was blurred, and she couldn't see Lu Jingyan's face clearly.

She choked up, unable to speak: "Lu Jingyan, I..."

Song Xiaolin endured it, but couldn't hold it back. Tears still fell down after all. She swallowed back her crying and wiped her eyes fiercely: "...I'm sorry."

Hearing this, Lu Jingyan narrowed his eyes slightly, frowned, his eyes darkened, but he stared at her constantly dodging eyes, "Child, why did you say sorry?"

Why she said sorry, she didn't know.

She just blurted it out subconsciously.

Probably, when she saw that candy, she broke down a little bit.

(End of this chapter)