"It's late at night, grandma, go to bed early."

"So too."

"Then I'll bring the door."

Yisha helped Leng Huajuan to bed, covered her quilt, then turned off the light, went out, slowly closed the door, and came to the west wing.

Only then did I realize that Xia Xin had already returned from taking a shower.

Yisha was a little surprised, "Why are you so fast? Have you washed it?"

“Yes, yes!”

"But it took you to take a shower and take off your clothes. It took you 3 minutes to wear clothes."

"Is 3 and a half minutes okay? Please don't omit the rear position."

“…Dirty man!”

Yisha gave him helplessly, then turned off the light, and came to the screen on the side with the moonlight, and gently took off her clothes.

Xia Xinneng saw a graceful figure doing very seductive movements behind the screen, and he was stunned.

Yisha said while taking off, "I came to a conclusion from you. I will publish this book in the future. The title is: The time for men to take a bath is similar to the time in bed, to remind the female compatriots to make careful choices."

Xia Xin replied with a smile, "Then I will also publish a book. How do women who screamed and begged for mercy in the laboratory last time are usually stubborn?"

"Forget it, I'm not trying to satisfy your pitiful vanity."

Yisha said, wearing only her inner clothes, she came to the bed and lay in her inner side, covering her quilt.

Xia Xin lay on the outside.

The bed was an ancient bed with a round gauze tent on it. Xia Xinyi stretched out his hand and unbuttoned the buckles on both sides and put them down.

He couldn't help but sigh, "Why does it feel like entering a bridal chamber in ancient times?"

As Xia Xin finished speaking, the room fell into silence.

In the dim room, only two people were left lying flat on the bed.

Until the evening breeze blowing from the wooden window set up beside it gently swayed the gauze tent, bringing up the pearl-like bead curtains to make a crisp and wonderful collision sound.

This makes the interior look more peaceful, and a wonderful sense of warmth is conveyed in the gauze tent.

Xia Xin lay down and looked at the top of the bed, saying casually, "Why don't you talk? Are you asleep?"

When I turned my head, I realized that Yisha was looking at her with an indescribable, eager and joyful look, her beautiful eyes shining, as if she was shining with the most beautiful light in the girl's heart.

"ah?"

"fine."

Yisha also turned her head and looked at the top of the bed.

She was still singing Xia Xin's words "It's like entering a bridal chamber", and her heart was beating around.

Although it was not the first time the two of them had lying down to sleep together, this time there was grandma in another room, and it felt like they were really recognized.

It made her feel a little shy, a little happy, a little excited, and a little expectant.

Yisha murmured, "Suddenly, I missed myself when I was a child. When I was a fat girl, I always sat in front of the window, buried my head in the hazy light every night, and wrote one exercise after another in my homework book."

"Then I thought about what delicious food my grandmother would cook for me after writing... I occasionally thought about what my future prince charming would look like."

I even imagine how I would get married and have a wedding banquet here and go to a wedding room.

Of course, the most is the longing for the future prince charming.

Yisha couldn't help but turn her head to look at Xia Xin again.

In the frost-like light that shone on the bed by the cool moonlight, Xia Xin's side face looked particularly handsome and dazzling.

Perhaps she finally fulfilled her childhood dream, which made her particularly thrilled.

In her mind, it seemed as if time had interspersed. She was telling herself more than ten years ago that she was sitting under the lamp doing her homework. Your prince charming looked like this and was lying here. How about it, it was so handsome...

Yisha's heart is filled with the girl's beautiful dream...

"What's wrong?"

Xia Xin didn't understand that Yisha didn't speak, and kept staring at her, "What are you thinking?"

He thought Yisha was thinking about tomorrow, "Tomorrow, you should accompany grandma, I will go to Yihuan to find Xuetong."

"kindness."

Yisha doesn't want to talk about tomorrow's topic now.

She just wants to do one thing now.

"Shin-shin..."

"Um?"

"Do you know what the previous sentence is, 'The flowers have fragrance and the moon has shade'?"

"How can I know? I have a bad Chinese language."

"Check it out!"

"It's so late, check it tomorrow." Xia Xin was too lazy to move.

Yisha kicked Xia Xin with her foot under the quilt.

He insisted, "Check!"

Xia Xin didn't want to move yet, and was kicked again immediately.

"...I really lost to you, I'm not a child anymore, I'm still learning idioms so late?"

"This is an ancient poem!"

"It's almost done..."

Although there is no Internet here, Xia Xin has a book of idioms and ancient poems on his mobile phone, which is specially used to assist Luo Shuiling in his study, and he can cheat himself at critical moments.

Yisha's hands were folded, put them under her face, and looked at Xia Xin leaning against the back of the bed, turning on her phone, and facing her face under the light of the phone screen.

"The flowers have a fragrance and the moon has a shade. Well, this is from Su Shi's "Spring Night". The spring night is worth a thousand gold at a moment, and the flowers are clear..."

Xia Xin is not stupid, and he understands halfway through reading...

Only then did I realize that under the light of the Apple phone, Yisha's beautiful little face was flushing. In her eyes full of wisdom and intelligence, there was a beautiful and moving light, with a bit of girlish shyness and a bit of ambiguous emotion.

It seemed as if even the dark air was infected by her eyes, emitting a spark of desire.

Yisha pulled off the quilt slightly, leaving only a pair of passionate eyes, looking at Xia Xin with a cursive look.

The meaning is obvious.

Beautiful lady is passionate!

Coupled with this ambiguous and closed environment, Xia Xin felt that his heartbeat accelerated a little, and he was a little ready to move.

"No, no, grandma is in the room next to her. If she was heard, she would think I..."

Yisha didn't say anything, but just stretched out her little hand, pulled the quilt, opened her mouth, and bit her white teeth like woolen, tightly on the quilt, without any sound.

At the same time, the little face turned redder, and the hazy mist eyes were slightly closed, showing a soft and obedient look that you could pick...

...

...

It is always easy to rain on the nights by the mountain.

For example, last night, the drizzle lasted all night, and the raindrops fell on the eaves and then slid to the ground, making a dripping sound.

The drizzle fell all night, blocking out unnecessary sounds for people and bringing some strange refreshing to early people.

Xia Xin got up early and breathed in the courtyard, breathing in the cool fresh air, and slightly moved his muscles and bones.

This made him feel refreshed.

I couldn't even help but write half a poem.

"After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn comes late!"

He didn't know what this meant, nor did he know whose poem it was. Anyway, after reading it, he felt that his image became tall and enormous.

I can recite poems.

Of course, the dedicated teacher Yisha taught him a new poem last night, and he did not forget to take it out while practicing boxing.

"A moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold."

"The flowers have a fragrance and the moon has a yin."

"The song manager's voice is very quiet,"

"The swing courtyard is in the night."

After Xia Xin finished reciting the poem, he had only half a set of boxing. Unfortunately, he had memorized dozens of poems in elementary school. When he should use it, he couldn't remember one poem and had to give up.
To be continued...