Suo Qingjun Chapter 52

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Jin Xianling hugged Qing Fengan, the tip of her nose rubbed the faint scent of grass and woods in his hair, her eyes fell on the exposed lace skirt, and her Adam’s apple rolled again.

“Master,” his voice was very low, with a bit of hoarse bewitchment, “this dress is much more beautiful than the gown you usually wear.”

Qing Feng’an’s face was buried in his shoulder, and the hot temperature was transmitted through the fabric, and even her voice was stained with embarrassment: “If you continue to talk nonsense, I will ignore you.”

Jin Xianling laughed softly, and the vibration in her chest was transmitted through her arms, making Qing Feng’an even more uncomfortable.He turned his head, but accidentally rubbed Jin Xianling’s neck. The boy’s breathing suddenly stopped, and he hugged her tighter.

“It doesn’t matter if you ignore me,” Jin Xianling lowered her head and brushed her lips against his red ear, “I will hold Master like this for the rest of my life.”

Qing Feng’an’s whole body froze, her ears were so red that they were about to bleed. Her fingertips holding the thin blanket trembled slightly, but she didn’t push him away.

Outside the bedroom door, Xu Baiyan and Song Xu were sitting on the sofa in the living room, the atmosphere was a bit subtle.

Xu Baiyan shrank his neck and glanced at Song Xu secretly. When he saw him looking out the window expressionlessly, he couldn’t help but whisper: “I really didn’t mean it… Who knew Jin Xianling would be back so soon.”

Song Xu withdrew his gaze, glanced at him, and said calmly: “Who can you hide your little thoughts from?”

Xu Baiyan stuck out his tongue and leaned over again, his eyes shining brightly: “But seriously, doesn’t Mr. Feng’an look particularly good in that dress? Let me just say, my vision is definitely right!”

Song Xu didn’t say anything, he just picked up the lotus seed soup on the table and blew it gently.The heat blurred his brows, making it difficult to see the emotions in his eyes.

When Xu Baiyan saw that he ignored her, he was not discouraged. He flipped through his sketchbook and muttered: “Next time, I will design a few more…”

Before he finished speaking, Song Xu interrupted him coldly: “How dare you. If you do it again, next time I will let you wear the clothes you designed and show them to me.”

Xu Baiyan paused his hands and curled his lips in grievance: “I was just talking…”

At this moment, the bedroom door was gently opened.

Jin Xianling walked out with Qing Fengan in hand. Qing Fengan had already changed into a plain gown, but her ears were still slightly red, and there was a hint of shyness in her eyebrows.Jin Xianling was walking beside him, unable to hide the smile on his lips, and his eyes were glued to Qing Fengan, like a cat that had stolen something.

Xu Baiyan stood up quickly, and just as he was about to say something, Jin Xianling’s cold eyes swept over him.There was a hint of warning in the young man’s eyes, which made Xu Baiyan immediately swallow his words and shrink his neck.

Song Xu spoke at the right time and pushed the lotus seed soup in front of Qing Feng’an: “It’s just cooked and warm. Try it.”

Qing Feng’an nodded, walked over and sat down, picked up the bowl and took a sip.The sweet but not greasy taste melts on the tip of the tongue, diluting some of the heat in the mind.

Jin Xianling sat next to him and stretched out her hands to straighten his fallen hair, her movements natural and intimate.

Xu Baiyan looked at the atmosphere between the two, secretly touched Song Xu’s arm, winked and said, “Do you think they are a good match?”

Song Xu glanced at him and said nothing, but picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful of lotus seed soup and handed it to his mouth.Xu Baiyan subconsciously opened his mouth to catch it, his eyes turned into crescent moons: “Sweet!”

Song Xu looked at the soup stain on the corner of his mouth, raised his hand and gently wiped it away with his fingertips, with a gentleness that was imperceptible.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, falling warmly on the four of them.

The lotus seed soup on the table is still steaming, the peony shoots on the balcony are swaying gently in the evening breeze, and the air is filled with a sweet aroma.

Qing Fengan looked at Jin Xianling who was smiling beside her, and then at Xu Baiyan and Song Xu who were having fun opposite, and couldn’t help but curl up into a faint smile.

Banxia novel, a lot of fun