"No." She quickly shook her head and said in a soft voice, "Every time Qian'er is unhappy, she takes me to the city to buy things. She said that shopping will make her mood better. You can use it to make yourself happy."

Zhao Rong glanced at the bulging wallet in Qingjun's hand. He knew something about green clam money and colorful butterfly money. They were currencies that could be easily circulated in Duyou City instead of spiritual stones. Especially colorful butterfly money was very precious.

It's just that unlike when he took tea and Qiu Yi just now, this time, Zhao Rong didn't reach out to take it.

Zhao Lingfei looked at Zhao Rong with clear eyes and said with a smile:

"You are my husband. What's mine is yours, yours...it's still yours. It doesn't matter who has the purse. What's wrong with it? A man can't be without money, and you can't be without expenses in school.

Brother Rong'er, take your purse, do you want anything else? I'll bring it to you later when I go to Linlu Academy to find you."

Zhao Lingfei grabbed Zhao Rong's hand, opened his fingers, and stuffed the purse into his hand.

Zhao Rong looked at Qingjun, she even thought of the reasons for him to eat soft food, and even built a ladder for him to get down.

Before tonight, Zhao Rong had always felt that it was okay for men to eat soft food. Why can't I eat my wife's soft food? It also depends on strength, okay?

He has also been eager to think about eating Qingjun's soft rice.

But when it happened before his eyes, when Qingjun carefully brought the soft rice to his mouth and coaxed him to eat it.

Zhao Rong suddenly found that he couldn't stop talking.

Just like a stomach ailment suddenly heals, the soft rice suddenly loses its flavor.

It turns out that thinking and doing this kind of thing are completely different things.

Especially when faced with a woman who has placed his sincere trust in staying together forever, how can he be willing to take advantage of her?

If I need it, I can take the initiative to mention it to you and you can give it to me without saying anything. That's fine.

But like now, you take the initiative to put soft rice to your mouth and beg me to eat it. I don't want this kind of abnormal relationship.

Zhao Rong's expression was calm, and he looked deeply at Qing Jun who was stuffing something into his hand. Immediately, he took his hand out and gently pushed her purse back.

"I don't want it." Zhao Rong shook his head, "I still have some spiritual stones on me, which are enough."

Zhao Lingfei's eyes dimmed slightly, and her bare hand holding the purse gradually tightened, revealing the corners of the coins inside.

In the past, the woman who had always been aloof and self-motivated in front of others, in front of her sweetheart, lowered her head and looked at the ground nervously. The hand holding her purse was still raised in the air, neither handing it over nor receiving it. For a moment, she was at a loss.

She was secretly worried that her clumsy words had hurt the self-esteem of Brother Rong'er...

However, before Zhao Lingfei could continue to blame herself and worry too much.

She suddenly fell into a warm embrace.

Zhao Rong saw Qingjun lowering his head and looking around, and was afraid that she would think wildly again.

He took a step forward and held Qingjun in his arms.

Zhao Lingfei was stunned, but she immediately realized what she was doing and quickly opened her arms to hug Zhao Rong.

Outside Qinglian Pavilion, in front of the small courtyard.

The two hugged each other.

Strictly speaking, this should be the first time Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei hugged each other.

That night at the beach, Zhao Rong went to hug Zhao Lingfei unilaterally, but she didn't take the initiative.

But this time, the two of them hugged each other very tightly.

Zhao Rong only felt that the warm fragrance of soft jade was filling his arms. He lowered his head and whispered softly between her neck: "I don't want your purse. You fool, remember, I am the one who raised you. If you want anything, just tell me. I

Go get it for you."

Zhao Lingfei buried her head in Zhao Rong's arms, her face pressed against his thick chest. When she heard Zhao Rong's unquestionable tone, Zhao Lingfei gently pressed her little face against Zhao Rong's chest, like a happy kitten.

, her voice sounded muffled, "Brother Rong'er, is it true? Give me whatever I want."

Zhao Rong said word by word, "This place is full of heaven and earth, flowers and trees, mountains, seas and rivers, rare treasures, divine weapons, sun, moon and stars, from the starry sky to the underworld, everything. As long as it can make you smile, I will

Go get them for you!"

Zhao Lingfei raised her head blankly, staring at Zhao Rong's resolute face, hearing his firm vows in her ears.

Her sword heart was trembling.

In the heart of the lotus pond, lotus flowers bloom and bamboo horses sing.

There are traces of spring coming out of dead trees.

Zhao Lingfei felt that her heart was soaked in honey, but at this moment she felt like crying for no reason.

One word is enough to find a good man, there will be no regrets in this life, and there will be nothing more to look forward to.

Zhao Lingfei sniffed and buried her head in his arms again, her voice trembling, "Again... you are coaxing me again. Brother Rong'er is just saying silly things. If I want the moon, can you do the same?"

Take it off and give it to me."

Zhao Rong hugged her tightly and looked up at the bright moon above his head. After a moment of silence, he squinted and said: "How can I not pick up the bright moon for nine days... Qingjun, I know you like it. Wait a moment and give it to me."

After a while, I will definitely take it off and give it to you personally."

"Pfft." Zhao Lingfei smiled sweetly, thinking that Brother Rong'er was talking nonsense and she only wanted his intention.

Zhao Lingfei continued to press her face against Zhao Rong's chest, her eyes filled with joy, "No, no, no, I don't like the bright moon in the sky, it's too cold..."

I like the bright moon in my heart, you are the bright moon in my heart, all I want is you.

She was embarrassed to speak, so she said silently in her heart.

Zhao Rong smiled, knowing Qingjun's thoughts, but he still said: "Qingjun, if I pick the bright moon for you, how will you reward me?"

Zhao Lingfei was startled, thinking that he was teasing him again and making witty remarks. She thought for a moment, smiled and said with the same playful tone: "Then I will give you the jade."

How could Concubine Zhao Ling not know what Zhao Rong wanted most?

"real?"

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows and looked down at her.

"Uh-huh."

"No cheating?"

"Not a scumbag."

Zhao Lingfei didn't think much and looked at him with a smile.

After a while, she put the matter behind her and suddenly said softly, "Brother Rong'er."

Zhao Rong's mouth remained curved and he was in a good mood, "What's wrong?"

"Actually, those things are not what I want most right now."

Zhao Rong was slightly stunned.

Zhao Lingfei raised her head and looked around. The two of them were standing in the darkness in front of the courtyard gate. The occasional pedestrians passing by on the bluestone path in the distance could not see here.

Her eyes were alert and she observed like a thief for a while, then she breathed a sigh of relief and turned around.

Zhao Lingfei fidgeted in Zhao Rong's arms for a while, and then she finally said what she had been hiding in her heart for several days under Zhao Rong's puzzled eyes, which was also the reason why she brought him here tonight.

She blushed and said something.

It was as loud as a mosquito or a fly. Zhao Rong didn't hear it clearly at all. He only vaguely caught a few words, such as "want", "you", "I" and the like.

He became more and more confused, "What did you say? What do you want me to do?"

Zhao Lingfei took a deep breath and pondered for a while. This time, her voice was louder.

She whispered.

"I want you to...kiss me."

After saying that, Zhao Lingfei seemed to have broken a jar. She mustered up her courage and raised her head to meet Zhao Rong's strange eyes. Even though her cheeks were burning, she still insisted on looking at him.

Zhao Rong: “…………”

He was in a daze, and he immediately suspected whether he was hallucinating, but this guess was instantly overturned.

I want you to kiss me?

Zhao Rong stared straight at the long autumn eyes of the beauty in his arms, and saw that there were complex colors such as hope, shyness, and eagerness mixed together.

The mole under his left eye always reminded him that this was Qingjun, and he had not hugged the wrong person.

And all of these together constituted the current scene that Zhao Rong had never imagined.

Is Qingjun asking for a kiss?

Zhao Rong swallowed his saliva and felt slightly dazed. Thinking about it this way, something was indeed wrong these past few days. Ever since he washed his feet in the depths of Nuanxi Bamboo Garden that day, he had been thinking about taking it slow and restraining himself from "bullying"

"Qingjun, so I haven't done anything too intimate in the past few days.

But... Qingjun is not satisfied?

Concubine Zhao Ling felt very ashamed when she saw Zhao Rong staring at her with strange eyes, and she regretted her bold words and deeds just now.

Oh no, no, I seem to be getting weirder and weirder when I'm with Brother Rong'er. I agreed to just hint at this idiot. If it doesn't work after trying it, forget it. In the end...it's all my fault, Brother Rong'er, why are you so prude?

, you want me to speak, it’s bad, it’s bad...
To be continued...