Leisurely and bored, Xue Xichen lay on the window sill with her chin in her hands. She looked out the window quietly at the snow falling in the sky and the "rustling" sound made by the wind passing through the plum forest.
"Tongtong. Why are you lying on the window sill? Come in quickly. Don't freeze."
As soon as Feng Qingge entered the door, she saw Xue Xichen lying on the window sill in a daze. The wind whistled through the open window and white snow fluttered in, messing up Xue Xichen's hair. It was stained with bits of white snow. Feng Qingge hurriedly picked up Xue. Xichen placed himself on the soft couch, then closed the window, and flicked the charcoal fire in the floor stove.
"Qingge. I want to see snow."
Xue Xichen pouted her mouth in dissatisfaction.
"Tongtong, your injury has just healed a little. You still can't bear the cold. Look at you. Your hair is wet with snow. Why don't you dry it quickly?"
Feng Qingge lectured dissatisfiedly. A soft towel had been placed on Xue Xichen's head, and she gently wiped the moisture from Xue Xichen's hair back and forth.
"Ugh. But I really want to see snow."
Feng Qingge gently stroked the top of Xue Xichen's head, just like stroking her beloved cat. Her tone was gentle, revealing unquestionable firmness. "Tongtong, when you are healed, I will accompany you to watch the snow. Look." Until you don’t want to see it. That’s good.”
"good."
Xue Xichen showed a happy expression. She stretched out her arms and put her arms around Feng Qingge's shoulders. She said with a playful smile: "Qingge, I miss the memory you brought me."
"Okay. I'll get it for you. But don't be greedy. Remember," Feng Qingge warned gently.
Xue Xichen nodded vigorously and swore to the sky, "I will never be greedy for drinks."
Later, Feng Qingge brought out "Yi Qing" and the two of them drank one cup at a time.
"Qingge. I respect you."
"Tongtong, drink slowly. Don't be so hasty. Be careful of choking."
"It's okay. You have to drink a lot of wine to feel good. Qing Ge, you drink too."
"Slow down. Slow down. Don't drink in such a hurry. No one will compete with you."
"Qingge."
Finally, Xue Xichen fell drunk into Feng Qingge's arms. Holding a wine bottle in her hand, she looked at Feng Qingge with drunken eyes. She laughed and said, "Qingge, will you be good to me all your life? Will you be good to me all your life?" Do you want to brew 'reminiscence' for me?"
Feng Qingge was helpless. She sighed and hugged Xue Xichen tenderly. She promised in her ear dotingly, "I will. I will. I will be good to you all my life. I will create 'Memory Love' for you all my life." "
"Qingge... your kindness to me... won't be just a fleeting moment of beauty..."
Feng Qingge suddenly hugged Xue Xichen tightly and replied emotionally and firmly: "Tongtong, I will be good to you all my life. In this life, I will only be good to you."
"Qingge... you really won't abandon me again..."
"Won't."
Feng Qingge leaned over and blocked Xue Xichen's chattering mouth. He had wine in his mouth. The fragrance of the wine was making people drunk. Feng Qingge took Xue Xichen's lips and drank a little bit of the wine in his mouth. He gently pushed it into Xue Xichen's throat with the tip of his tongue. His tongue tickled the tip of Xue Xichen's tongue and itched unbearably. Xue Xichen's throat moved slightly and she swallowed the wine Feng Qingge fed her.
"Well……"
Xue Xichen put her hands around Feng Qingge's neck and hugged Feng Qingge's neck. She pulled his head closer. In response, her tongue wrapped around Feng Qingge's tongue, teasing her throat, and sucked it hard. Twist it tightly in your mouth.
The warm wine overflowed slightly from the tongue-less tip. It slid down the chin and into Xue Xichen's neck. The hot and wet touch made Xue Xichen twist uncomfortably.
Feng Qingge pulled her tongue out of Xue Xichen's mouth as if she was sensing it. She kissed him slowly along the warm and moist traces. She sucked the wine drops back into his mouth bit by bit...
"Um. Qingge...don't..."
Such an action was too sexy. Xue Xichen couldn't help but feel a little shy.
Feng Qingge pinched Xue Xichen's chin with her fingers and asked softly, "Tongtong, my little baby, it was you who seduced me first. Why are you blaming me now..."
"Where is it? Qingge, you have wronged me."
Xue Xichen opened her palms and inserted her fingers into Feng Qingge's hair, gently sliding it down. "Qingge, you know, I love your hair so much." She pinched his hair with the space between her fingers. The silk was combed from his neck to the soft couch.
"kindness."
Feng Qingge said softly "Hmm".
"If you like it, I can give it to you later."
"Okay. From now on, I am the only one allowed to comb your hair. No one else is allowed to touch your hair." Xue Xichen said domineeringly.
Feng Qingge chuckled softly. She lifted Xue Xichen's chin with her fingertips and gently caressed her chin. "Okay. As long as Tongtong likes it, I will do whatever you want. I will not allow anything except you from now on." People touch my hair."
Xue Xichen raised the corners of her lips and curved them upward slightly. "It's all said and done."
"Four horses are hard to catch."
Feng Qingge smiled. She gently pressed the top of Xue Xichen's head with her big hand and exhaled gently.
"make a deal."
…
"Come, sing and drink. Let's continue drinking."
"Tongtong. Stop drinking."
Feng Qingge frowned and took back the wine glass in Xue Xichen's hand.
"This wine is spicy and strong enough. It has great staying power. It's refreshing. I want to drink it again."
Xue Xichen groped her way up Feng Qingge's arm and grabbed the wine glass in his hand. She tilted her head to one side coquettishly and ordered with a smile, "Feng Qingge, pour me some wine."
"When did I become the boy who poured wine for you?" Feng Qingge shook her head helplessly. There was a trace of teasing in her quiet voice.
"I don't care. Feng Qingge. I want to drink." Xue Xichen gritted his teeth and declared again seriously. Now only wine can make Xue Xichen happy and make Xue Xichen's mood no longer impetuous.
"No. You have already drank five bottles. Just drink a small amount of wine. Drinking too much is not good for your health." Feng Qingge pointed out with concern.
"Only five pots. Not much. Not much. I don't care. I want to drink. I want to drink." Xue Xichen started to lose his temper.
"no."
This time, Feng Qingge was determined not to give Xue Xichen a drink.
"Then just drink another pot, okay?" Xue Xichen begged.
"no."
Feng Qingge's attitude was very tough.
"Qing Ge... Qing Ge... add another pot and it will be the 'Liu' pot. 'Liu Liu Dashun' is an auspicious word." Xue Xichen tried her best to persuade Feng Qingge.
Feng Qingge's voice suddenly became softer. "If you put it this way, then the 'five' pot is better."
Xue Xichen pouted her mouth and asked in confusion, "Ah, where can I go?"
Feng Qingge's eyes were sincere. She said seriously: "'Five Pots'. Its homophonic sound means no suffering. I hope Tongtong will have no suffering and no worries in her life. She will always be happy throughout her life."
Xue Xichen suddenly lost all ability to speak. Just because of Feng Qingge's ordinary words, it set off a storm in her heart. By the time Xue Xichen reacted, Feng Qingge's hot breath had already sprayed on her face. On her cheek, their lips are getting closer and closer...