Princess too Young, Prince too Old

Today, Mu Nanzhi combed a single snail, and only took a piece of golden tired silk embedded with ruby ​​begonia white jade. It was festive and sharp. Lu Zhishan's fingertips rubbed the girl's hair, which seemed to be softer than silk.

Mu Nanzhi stood still with his head down, revealing a slender neck. His hair was black and shiny, and the neck was white and delicate. When he realized where his eyes fell, Lu Zhishan was too busy to look away: "My cousin's legs really don't hurt, don't be sad, don't cry anymore."

Mu Nanzhi slowly raised his head. As soon as he touched Lu Zhishan's gentle eyes, he grinned at the corner of his mouth. He cried out with a "wow", not to mention how sad he was.

Lu Zhishan scrambled to pick up the papa and wiped tears for Mu Nanzhi: "I won't cry anymore, I won't cry anymore."

Mu Nanzhi suddenly stretched out his hands and wrapped around Lu Zhishan's waist. His head was buried in Lu Zhishan's front lapel. The cry was small, but the tears were more, and the whole person was shaking with trembling.

Lu Zhishan's hands froze in the air, he felt the children's arms tightly around himself, and felt the trembling on his chest. For a moment, he felt that his heart was not beating.

"Well, I don't dare cry anymore at the New Year's Festival, it's not auspicious," Lu Zhishan patted Mu Nanzhi's shoulder gently. "Crying again will become a rabbit's eye, and there will be no face to see."

Mu Nanzhi didn't speak, but he kept circling Lu Zhishan's waist and kept pumping, apparently he was crying so much that he was out of breath.

Lu Zhishan was afraid she would cry and hurt her body, and she said, "Well, you won't let your cousin sit down and rest, your cousin's leg really hurts."

When Mu Nanzhi heard that he was so busy withdrawing his hands, he took care of himself while stroking Lu Zhishan on the soft couch carefully. She squatted in front of Lu Zhishan and rubbed Lu Zhishan carefully. Knee, raised his head with red eyes and asked Lu Zhishan: "Cousin, is it still painful?"

Lu Zhishan looked at her with pear blossoms and rain. How could she not feel bad and was about to reach out and pull her up, but Mu Nanzhi sat on the ground with her buttocks, and gently clasped Lu Zhishan's legs with both hands. Choking, "Cousin, I will not be willful in the future, and I will not let you embarrass me in the future, it is all my fault."

Lu Zhishan rubbed her hair, and her voice was soft and uncomfortable: "My cousin also wants to spend a year with her."

Mu Nanzhi raised his head and red eyes: "Really?"

"Of course it is true," Lu Zhishan took another papa and continued to wipe her tears. "It's just inconvenient because there are so many eyes in the Jingshi, so people are invited to come here. It's comfortable and comfortable."

Mu Nanzhi was happy again, and felt that his appearance was ashamed. He was too busy to go to the outer temple to wash his face. Then he came in again, and he sat twiddly opposite Lu Zhishan: "I know my cousin There must be something delicious here, so I did n’t even have breakfast, so I hurried in. ”

Lu Zhishan joked: "It can be seen that He Ping is always a bedmaker."

Mu Nanzhi suddenly made a big red face: "Cousin!"

Lu Zhishan no longer teased her, reached out to open the hot pot lid, and the heat rose and the meat smelt. Mu Nanzhi kept busy lamb with chopsticks dipped in the leek sauce in front of him and sent to Lu Zhishan in front of him. "Dali's leek sauce is shipped from Beidi. Lamb with leek sauce is the best, cousin, please try it."

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