The Female General’s Little Childhood Sweetheart

Ji's came back the next morning after it cleared up. He listened to the housekeeper with a blank face and said that Lu Feng and Xu Mu slept on the soft couch together last night.

After the housekeeper had finished speaking, Ji Shi said with an open eyelid and said, "Xiao Feng has a good relationship with Candied cousin, and it is okay to go to sleep occasionally, not to mention that the little boy is timid and may be afraid of thunder at night. . "

Ji held up the tea cup, sipped a cup of tea, and explained, "This kind of trivial matter should not be let people talk, especially to Li Zhujun. The two children are still young, don't be alienated by some words. "If I see anyone chewing the tongue of the masters, don't blame me for selling him."

The steward immediately nodded, and reverently answered, "Yes."

After everyone had retreated, Ji Shi frowned and placed the tea cup on the table. He said that Landing Maple was still young, but she was twelve years old. Some women in this family are all people who have a house. How can she not understand the defense of men and women?

Last time the ancestral hall held Xu Mu to sleep, even if he and Li's were not here, they all turned people into their own house. In the long run, something will happen.

If he did n’t know his daughter too well, Ji would not be able to sit still now, and would like to immediately pack up the candied things and move them into the newly repaired yard.

The two are not cousins ​​who are related by blood. If the two will join together in the future, the two will be close to each other and married to Lu Feng. They will be happy from the bottom of their hearts. However, the child of Lu Feng had never thought about men and women, and Ji had no idea what kind of affection she had for the preserve.

For the sake of two children, this yard must be divided.

The courtyard for Xu Muxiu was called Luomeiyuan, and many plum trees were planted according to the courtyard pattern. You can imagine how beautiful Xu Mu's courtyard should be in winter when Lufu is white.

The two masters watched Xiu Xi personally, Luo Mei Yuan is exquisite and beautiful, it is a full residence of the son. The visitor can feel the intention of the repairer as long as he walks into the yard. It is not an exaggeration to describe it in ten steps and one scene.

The atmosphere of Lu Feng's Ting Feng Yuan is simple, while Xu Mu's Luo Mei Yuan is small and exquisite. The two yards are only separated by a wall.

In the fall, Luomei Yuan was repaired. After Xu Mu moved in, he looked at his own yard and looked at the next door to Lu Feng's yard. There was a feeling that Luomei Yuan was her maiden house.

After marrying in the future, he married Lu Feng and lived at Ting Feng Yuan. If she irritated herself, he could return to the next door at any time, and it was interesting to think about it.

Ji's thought that when the yard was divided, the two children would converge, and they don't have to be as intimate as in a yard, but this is not the case.

Time passed in three years.

During this period, Xu Mu was sitting on the swing listening to Fengyuan every autumn evening to look at the maple leaves. Lu Feng stood back and tossing gently to push him, and the two of them whispered together on the swing.

In winter, they are holding the hand stoves to sit on the porch of Luomeiyuan to admire the plums, set a hot pot, and eat while eating.

Fifteen-year-old Lu Feng and thirteen-year-old Xu Mu are the same as his wife and husband who have lived together for many years.

The two children get along much closer than their siblings. Ji's can see it, Li's can see it, they have made a total of them, ready to let them let it go.

In this way, no matter if Lu Feng marries someone or Xu Mu marries someone in the future, neither of them will be happy. The two fathers chose not to intervene and not to interfere.

Lu Feng is fifteen years old this year, and it is time to leave the academy after the New Year. She is not going to take the career path, and naturally she will not go to the No. 1 Scholar's class for university knowledge.

Xu Mu is thirteen, and after a year or two, it's time to be married with Li's at home and prepare to marry.

Although there are still two and a half months before the Chinese New Year, the weather is very cold. The winter snow fell several times. The biggest one lasted for two days. When the weather was fine, the snow covered the knees.

The academy has not yet taken annual leave, but it is closed that day. After having lunch, Lu Feng came to Luomeiyuan from Tingfengyuan, stood under the porch, smashed the snow on his boots, untied his body, handed it to the wood on the side, and lifted his feet into the room.

Fifteen-year-old, tall and slender, with great strides, walked to the back room within a few steps, and saw the teenager nestled on a soft couch with her back against a pillow.

The young man looked very beautiful, especially with a pair of romantic peach eyes. The eyes were slightly reddish, as if they were painted with a brush and dipped into a circle. The eyes looked like peach blossoms, and the ends of the eyes were slightly upward. His eyes seemed drunk, and the lying silkworm on the eyelids was fresh and lustrous. Especially when he smiled and bent his eyes, the long eyelashes seemed to have hooks on them, making people unable to hold the soul in his body.

Seeing her coming, the boy's lips were light, and two happy pear vortexes leaked out, with a hint of intangible wine in the playfulness, which made people look drunk, and his thin-skinned look at him could be laughed His face was blushing and his eyes avoided.

The boy leaning on his back was not someone else, but Xu Mu, who was only 13 years old. When Xu Mu was twelve years old, she had an illness in the summer. Suddenly, she had a high fever that didn't retreat for a few days without dripping, which scared the family.

Lu Feng stayed beside the bed day and night, holding Xu Mu's hand and whispering his nickname.

Later, several Fengyus were changed in succession. After that serious illness, Xu Mu seemed to have grown tall all of a sudden. The rounded face that had been raised had also lost weight, and his face had also opened up. The whole person became thinner and more beautiful.

Every time he was focused on by his eyes, Lu Feng felt that the heart on his chest jumped uncontrollably for two beats.

The sweet preserves are longer and more tempting. Lu Feng looked at his fresh lips, inexplicably remembering that he had kissed him three years ago, and his heart was itchy.

"You're here." Xu Mu, who had been soft and boneless, was lying on the soft couch. Seeing Lu Feng stood in front of her, she couldn't help getting up, kneeling on the edge of the soft couch, reaching out and touching her face, "Is it cold? Come in quickly."

Talking about shaking the quilt covering her body, she moved in and let her come over.

"It's not so cold, it's the wind blowing on the road, and my face is a bit cold." Lu Feng sat opposite Xu Mu and took over the stove he had plugged in.

The two have formed a habit, and when they are all right, they lie on the soft couch together, either doing their homework or reading the textbook. Even if the two do not speak, there is a warm atmosphere in the air that makes people unable to get involved.

Xu Mu curled her legs, pressed her warm feet against Lu Feng's feet, covered her, stretched out her hand and touched the textbook she was looking at, leaned on her back and read.

I'm afraid Lu Feng will be shortly after the New Year's Eve, and at the latest after the autumn hunt, she will follow her mother to the battlefield to practice. Most of the books I read recently are military.

Most of the books in her mother's study were too old-fashioned and esoteric. Lu Feng couldn't find interest, so she asked the wood to go to the bookstore to help her pick out some of the words.

Lu Feng took out three new books from his arms, flipped them around, and was attracted by one of them.

The name is "Submission of Galloping Battlefield".

Seeing the name Lu Feng's head black lines, I thought that this is probably not a serious military book, it may be a textbook, right?

Thinking about it that way, she flipped through two pages without thinking, just glanced at Lu Feng, widened her eyes and sat upright, closing the book in her hand.

This is of course not a military book of the Eight Classics, but a book of spring, palace, and pictures.

The heartbeat of Lu Feng's chest was a little faster, and the sound of flapping fluttered the eardrum, making her guilty of conscience when she met Xu Mu's sight.

"What's wrong?" Xu Mu looked away from the book stretched on her lap, and said with curiosity, drew on the book in her hand, "What book made you react so much?"

Where did Lu Feng dare to show him such a book, and quickly turned the book to the unpainted preface on the first page, pretending to look like it, stabilizing his voice, and casually saying: "It's okay, I suddenly remembered that I knew I did n’t write any homework I had to do. I ’ll just go back in the evening to make up. ”If you look carefully, you can see that her face is red.

Xu Mu said oh.

Yu Guang glanced at him and lowered his head to read the book again. Only then did Lu Feng act like a thief, raised his finger, and while watching Xu Mu's movements, he turned the page gently, exposing the life, color, health, and fragrance inside. Bloodline paintings.

The book draws some subtle, black-and-white small pictures, with simple lines, but only roughly depicts what the two people are overlapping, without sketching out the specific details.

But for someone like Lu Feng who has seen this kind of thing for the first time, this book has portrayed more than enough.

Different poses, different scenes, and three or two strokes are simple and casual, but Lu Feng's heart is itchy and hot.

How could wood buy such a book back?

When Lu Feng felt that her breathing was getting heavy, she hurriedly closed the book, and slightly lifted the heat from the quilt. I glanced at the large characters on the book cover, and suddenly remembered that there were several small characters written next to each painting in the book, marking the gesture of surrender.

... I guess I didn't read the content when I bought the book, I just read the cover.

Lu Feng looked at Xu Mu who was reading from the opposite side, and her heart became hotter. His eyes were drooping, and the long curly lashes spread out on the eyelids, trembling slightly as the eyes moved, the lip **** opened slightly, and the color and luster were soft and elastic.

Xu had his focused eyes in the afternoon, and Xu had read the book in his hand. For the first time, Lu Feng had such specific ** for Xu Mu. He wanted to press him on his back and taste the lip. The taste is not candied.

What do you think! Lu Feng stretched out his hand and twisted it on his thigh, gasping slightly.

As soon as this strange and familiar idea came up, Lu Feng couldn't help but some heartbeats accelerated his cheeks to heat up. He couldn't restrain it by twisting his thighs, and could not help but open the quilt and fled.

Xu Mu asked her what had happened, and Lu Feng didn't say anything to return to write homework.

Back in his yard, closing the door and opening the book, all Lu Feng saw was Xu Mu's hazy face ...

Lu Feng covered her face with one hand, and was so intimate with Xu Mu on weekdays. If she thought of him, she would definitely want to touch him.

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