Seeing Qin Tian's teasing eyes, Zhu Zhu let out a sweet cry, her pretty face turned red, and she ran away as if running away.
This made Qin Tian confused.
He seemed to have just said one thing and his saliva flowed all over him. It was originally a joke, but why did Zhu Zhu have such a big reaction?
In fact, what he didn't know was that when Zhu Zhu was young, she missed her parents and often cried herself to sleep. Sometimes, she even cried in her sleep.
When I woke up, the pillow was already wet.
In order to comfort her, Lao Longtou told her that those were not tears, but the drool from her dream of eating chicken legs.
He also said that if a girl drools while sleeping, her mouth will become crooked, and she will not be able to get married when she grows up. She is told to just sleep when she sleeps, and to have no distracting thoughts.
The young Zhu Zhu really didn't dare to think about it anymore. She always had an unspeakable secret, that is, she drooled while sleeping.
Damn it!
Now it has spilled onto this person... It's really embarrassing!
Qin Tian couldn't figure it out. He could only feel that a woman's heart was as deep as the bottom of her heart. If he wanted to figure out a woman's mind, he would have to be crazy.
So he stopped thinking about these things. It was almost dawn, and he knew that after dawn, there would be another overt and covert struggle, with turbulent undercurrents.
He must be in his best condition to greet it.
He abandoned his distracting thoughts, returned to his room, sat cross-legged and meditated, and soon entered a state of emptiness and selflessness.
In this state, his spirit is recovering rapidly. It can be said that one hour of meditation is enough for an ordinary person to sleep for four or five hours.
...
When the rooster sings, the world becomes white.
It's dawn, the world wakes up from the darkness and becomes lively again.
Crane Garden is no exception.
The peacocks, sika deer, swans, larks raised in the garden... seemed to be particularly exciting today. Early in the morning, they started to move around in high spirits.
In particular, the call of the lark spread to every corner of the garden. It spread from the window lattice to the windows and reached the ears of those who were sleeping or meditating, waking their hearts from their deep sleep.
Qin Tian was sitting cross-legged on the bed, and the sunlight filtering through the window lattice hit his face.
He lowered his head slightly, motionless like a stone sculpture.
Even breathing seemed to be gone.
If you look carefully, the expression on his face seems to be smiling, but it seems not.
It was a very strange expression that looked like a smile but not a smile.
He was still immersed in trance, feeling the ethereal and vast void.
Until, there were rapid footsteps outside the door.
The footsteps came straight to the door, and then, after a pause, there was a knock on the door.
"Sir, are you awake?"
The voice was very low, and it was obvious that people outside didn't want to, and didn't dare to disturb you easily.
However, this matter is too important.
With a long breathing sound and fresh air being sucked into Qin Tian's nasal cavity, his stone sculpture finally slowly came to life.
He slowly raised his head and opened his eyes. His eyes were as clear as an ancient pool that had not moved for thousands of years and was covered by the dust of time.
"What's the matter?"
He spoke softly, his voice low and dignified.
"Sir, someone from the Chen family is here."
Outside the door, Chang Yuan lowered his hands and lowered his head, as if he was submissive to the old butler. In fact, he was very young.
That is to say, his face looks a bit old, but he is actually about the same age as Qin Tian.
Is it finally here? A smile appeared in Qin Tian Gujing Bubo's eyes.
"What are you doing here?" He said calmly.
Chang Yuan hesitated for a moment: "Yes, come and post."