As the demon girl listened to the deep voice in her ears, her heart swelled violently and she felt sour.
As if she realized something, she suddenly frowned and held his finger with her backhand: "Why is it so hot?"
"Don't interrupt!" Qu Luo pulled her back dissatisfied and hugged her again.
The poor child was so confused that he couldn't even hear his concern.
The demon girl sighed: "When did you come out?"
"As soon as you and the guy named Jing left, I received the news." Qu Luo snorted coldly, and there was a bit of pride in his tone.
The demon girl glanced at him: "Then why didn't I see you?"
"This damn mountain road goes round and round. It's not for people to walk at all. I took the wrong path several times!" Qu Luo put his head on her shoulder, like a large dog, completely unreasonable: "You
Why live in such a difficult place!"
I have a poor sense of direction, and I still complain about the mountain road... I am sure that the young master of the Qu family has lost his mind.
The Demon Lady stretched out her hand, held up his face, and touched the corners of his pale mouth distressedly: "Don't you know if you can bring a servant?"
"I'm bringing a boy with me, so why don't you stay with that guy named Jing?" Qu Luo gritted his teeth and looked at the demon girl fiercely and aggrievedly.
The demon girl was stunned, lowered her eyes and hugged him: "I'm not with Bo Ran." Two things that he didn't want to do at all could be brought together by him, this person.
"You still call him Boran!" Qu Luo rubbed the devil's face to show his dissatisfaction.
The Demon Lady held the man back, knowing that if he didn't cool him down quickly, it would be dangerous. Although the unclear-minded Daedao Ding was cuter, she couldn't take risks with his body.
"Where are you dragging me to? Do you want to drive me away again?" Qu Luo used strength in his hands and his eyes dimmed: "I will work hard to become better in the future. If you like mature people, I can do that too.
Very mature, only three years old, I will grow up soon."
The Demon Lady was a little confused when she listened to his incoherent murmurs at first. It was not until the end of his words that she suddenly remembered.
After that Kuishui incident, when she grew up, she realized that she could no longer sleep in the same bed with him. No matter how young he was, he was still a boy. It would not be good for either of them if he went out, so she let him take her
Bring things home.
He didn't speak at that time. He hugged his little clothes. After being stunned for a long time, he obediently followed a man in black out of the devil's mansion.
The next night, he came back again and looked at her with a fierce look: "She is only three years old. I will grow up soon. By then I will definitely..."
There must be something behind it, because he left without finishing.
She has not seen him since that day.
She always felt that the boy must hate her to death.
So much so that later, he met her in such an unfamiliar way, and then approached her with the mentality of wanting to defeat her...
But it wasn't until today that she realized that she was wrong...
The age gap is her inferiority complex, and it's also his.
No wonder at that time, with a serious face and a book in his hand, he asked her like a little adult: "Sister Mo, what kind of man do you like?"
She said: "Mature and steady."
He glanced at her through the scroll, and Jin Gui said with a very evil look, "Isn't it good for the younger ones? The younger ones are stronger in that aspect."
At that time, she only felt that her face was red as if it was burning. A child was obviously younger than her, but he knew more than her...
"What's wrong with him?" Jing Boran watched the witch drag the young master over, and he wanted to help.
Qu Luo glanced at him, his eyes were extremely cold!
It's good this time. It's not like Jing Boran doesn't take advantage of it.
The demon girl looked at him apologetically: "Qu Luo is suffering from the cold, so he will inevitably be rude."
Jing Boran nodded, thinking that even if the eldest son of the Qu family didn't catch the cold, he would still be rude to him...
The demon girl half dragged and half coaxed Qu Luo to cover him with a quilt, and he lay down obediently on the hot kang.
She originally wanted to call the doctor, but someone grabbed her wrist and couldn't leave even if she wanted to.
When Jing Boran saw this, he volunteered to go to the village and invited the doctor over.
The doctor was still puzzled. He had never seen a person who had suffered from colds stay so energetic and did not doze off even after taking medicine.
The Demon Lady knows that people like them have been taught since childhood to stay awake no matter what, because the surrounding environment is too complicated. The struggle for power in the family is no worse than that in the palace. As a Qu family
As an heir, his vigilance should be much higher than that of ordinary people, so getting sick will be relatively difficult.
"There are three medicines here. Drink them with hot water. It is best to rub the young man's body with medicinal wine at night. This will reduce the fever quickly..." the doctor warned, stroking his white beard.
The Demon Lady listened carefully and thanked Jing Boran before letting Jing Boran send the person away.
Qu Luo lay on the bed, with bright black eyes. He looked at her for a while like a child looking at a toy, and then kissed her again.
The Demon Lady had no choice but to stand guard beside him.
Jing Boran gave up the thatched cottage to them, cleaned up, and went to the woodshed with the quilt in his arms.
It was midnight, and Qu Luo started talking to himself because of his fever.
The Demon Lady no longer cared about etiquette and wiped his acupuncture points with medicinal wine...
The next day, Qu Luo was awakened by the sound of firecrackers. He moved his stiff fingers, and the fatigue all over his body made him frown uncomfortably.
When he turned his face away, he met a peaceful sleeping face.
Qu Luo's eyes trembled, and he hesitated for a long time before putting his hand on the demon girl's face.
That kind of force is very light, as if there is some fear, it seems to be touching but not touching...
There were constant sounds of firecrackers outside, and there were children chasing each other with laughter.
Qu Luo then remembered that today is already the first day of the Lunar New Year.
He took his hand back and stood up...
When Jing Boran came in with hot water, he saw this scene. The young master who was known as the most powerful in the capital had a sculpture-like hardness to every line on his face. He was beautiful, cold, and very...
Unconsciously, she thought of things like knives and guns, with an almost sharp feeling, but when she met the Demon Girl, she became cautious and gentle.
He was half-kneeling on the ground, probably because he was afraid that the Demon Lady would be cold while sleeping, and he didn't want to wake her up, so he simply took the person into his arms in such a humble posture...
However, the Demon Lady still opened her eyes, not quite sober.
Qu Luo patted her back and placed a kiss on her forehead. His deep voice had a hypnotic hoarseness, to the effect that he wanted the Demon Girl to sleep a little longer.
The demon girl lazily found her position in his arms, her movements natural as if she should be in that arms.
Jing Boran smiled and retreated quietly.
How could my previous self think that that person was displeased with the Demon Girl?
He obviously cares too much, but there is always a fire-like depression in those eyes...
Jing Boran thought and looked back again.
Of those two equally outstanding people, one was so lazy and gorgeous that he was defenseless, and the other was completely free of all evil charms and only bowed his head for one person.
Deep love, but nothing more than this...
Message to readers: Sprinkle flowers, end, (I almost vomited blood when I wrote this, it was really too fast and not easy to write... Well, we know each other deeply, but that's it... hmm, Ann.)