Jin Yi Kill

Beneath the vast night sky, thousands of houses are lit with lights, all beings are in various forms, and different parents are playing in every window. However, in Datong Mansion, which is only 700 miles away from the capital, it is a completely different New Year's Eve scene.

Datong is an important border town. Even during the Chinese New Year, the air is still filled with chills and tension. Especially the new coach was replaced two days ago. The military orders were very strict. The soldiers did not dare to take chances.

When the soldiers were bored and stood guard, they didn't know that their coach had left Datong City and appeared in a small village outside the city. This village is neither rich nor dangerous, nor has any special strategic significance. It is just a common military village in Datong Mansion.

No one knows why the manager came to this place alone on New Year's Eve.

In fact, Fu Tingzhou didn't know why. After he came to Datong Mansion, he was almost too busy to sleep. He had to be familiar with the terrain, know the personnel, and check the border defense... He had a lot of things to do, and it seemed that in the blink of an eye, New Year's Eve would come.

This is the first time for Fu Tingzhou to spend New Year's Eve alone. Usually he is in the Hou residence, and he never has to worry about being left out and bored around him. People in the barracks were afraid that Fu Tingzhou would not be used to it, so they made a special trip to prepare a New Year's Eve banquet for Fu Tingzhou. Although they said they could not drink alcohol during the preparations for the war, the soldiers had been tired for a year, and they were not allowed to drink and eat meat during the New Year, which was unrealistic.

Fu Tingzhou explained to the patrolling guards, and turned a blind eye to the banquet. He declined the request for a banquet and walked around the camp alone. The wind in Datong Mansion is stronger than that in the capital, and it really blows on people like a knife. The night was dry and cold, and there was not a single cloud on the top of the head, and the starry sky was washed extraordinarily grand and bright.

The night is very dark, but the darkness makes people feel clean and pure. The stars scattered in the night sky, bright or dark, complex or sparse, overwhelmingly pressed down, a galaxy opened and closed, vast and galloping, people standing on the ground, only feel very small.

The capital can't see such a huge galaxy. Fu Tingzhou raised his head and looked at the prosperous and mysterious starry sky that made people feel awe, and suddenly wanted to see her.

However, love is separated by mountains and seas, and the mountains and seas are not flat. Fu Tingzhou deliberately kept himself too busy to think about other things, but at this moment, he still couldn't control it and wanted to see Wang Yanqing. Even if you can't see her, you can go to a place related to her.

So Fu Tingzhou came to Wang Yanqing's hometown, the village where she lived before she was seven years old. Today on New Year's Eve, the villagers are eating at home to keep the year old, and no one notices a strange face on the road. Fu Tingzhou was walking aimlessly on the dirt road in the country, and unknowingly, he stopped in front of a yard.

The walls of the courtyard are mottled, and it can be seen that it is a few years old, but the current owner does not care much, and some places have cracks. Fu Tingzhou didn't disturb the people inside, and walked slowly around the courtyard wall.

This used to be the place where Wang Yanqing and his grandmother lived, but now they are different people. Although the residents are also surnamed Wang, they have nothing to do with Wang Yanqing. After Wang Yanqing was taken to the capital, the ancestral land and house of the Wang family were all occupied by the clansmen. If Fu Yue hadn't sent someone to visit his widow on a whim, I'm afraid Wang Yanqing would have grown up under the tutelage of others.

Fu Tingzhou then laughed at himself. She was living in the Fu family's house, and she was living a life under the fence of others. It's just that the environment of the Marquis of Zhenyuan is better and the power is higher, but correspondingly, the malice she will suffer is doubled.

When the time was approaching, there were children's cries from the courtyard. Fu Tingzhou woke up from his contemplation, he left the Wang family's ancestral house silently, and walked out.

The subordinates led the horses and waited under a dead tree on the side of the road. When they saw Fu Tingzhou come out, they were greatly relieved. The subordinates stepped forward and clasped their fists, exhaling white air and asked, "Master Hou, it's almost time, do you want to go back to the camp?"

Fu Tingzhou came here today purely to end his obsession. The Wang family and Wang Yanqing in it have nothing to do with him. It would be meaningless for him to stay, so he nodded and said, "Go back."

The subordinates acted immediately, untied the reins from the tree, and respectfully brought Fu Tingzhou's horse. Fu Tingzhou took the reins. At this time, the New Year came, and firecrackers sounded one after another in the village behind him. The horse was startled by the loud noise, and shook its hooves uneasily. Fu Tingzhou restrained the horse with all his strength, raised his head, and looked at the stars in the sky.

Tonight, thousands of families are reunited, and Kyushu is happy. She has no blood relatives. What is she doing at this moment?

At this moment, Wang Yanqing was leaning against Lu Heng's arms, rubbing his eyes while complaining to Lu Heng: "Why didn't you wake me up?"

Lu Heng covered Wang Yanqing's ears and said, "There are no elders in the family, so you don't need to pay attention to keeping your old age. You slept well, so why bother."

Wang Yanqing was a little sleepy after cooking, and fell asleep accidentally. If there were no fireworks outside, Wang Yanqing would have slept until dawn. She had just woken up, her body was soft, and she was unable to resist being held by Lu Heng in her arms. Wang Yanqing was soft and boneless, leaning softly against Lu Heng's arm, Haitangchun was sleeping, the beauty was lazy, and even her voice was subconsciously hoarse and tender: "But the New Year's Eve dinner hasn't been eaten yet..."

When she said this, she remembered something and looked up at Lu Heng suspiciously: "Where's the New Year's Eve dinner?"

She had just woken up, her eyes were full of water, and the end of her eyes was full of redness, so half-open and half-closed hatred, it really made people fall in love to the core. Lu Heng was hooked by this look, and a dry feeling appeared all over his body, and the evil thoughts in his heart could hardly be suppressed. Lu Heng's Adam's apple moved slightly, and his eyes fell on her lips involuntarily: "It's still there."

"Really?" Wang Yanqing wasn't fully awake now, her logic was simple and straightforward, she looked at Lu Heng suspiciously, "Did you eat it yourself?"

Her questioning voice was hoarse and tender, and Lu Heng thought that he couldn't blame him for this, leaned over and took a bite on her lips, and said vaguely, "No."

Now he wants to eat another kind of New Year's Eve dinner.

Lu Heng's kiss became more and more forceful, and his hand also stroked her waist, rubbing along the waist line continuously. Wang Yanqing felt dizzy and had difficulty breathing due to such a strong kiss. When she was dizzy, a series of fireworks suddenly rose from the outside world, and the sound of explosions was incessant. Wang Yanqing was awakened by the sound of firecrackers, she quickly turned her face away while taking advantage of the breath, pressed against his chest, panting and said, "Today's New Year, people outside are still waiting."

If Lu Heng continued, he might not be able to stop. Now is really not the right time, Lu Heng stopped forcibly, his eyes were red. He grabbed her hand, bit her fingertips in relief, and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."

The strength in Lu Heng's hand was very heavy, and he could feel restraint a few times before finally letting go of her with difficulty. He seemed to regret it if he stayed a second longer, and strode towards the outside, his steps were heavy and fast.

After Wang Yanqing was released by Lu Heng, she also lay down on the couch without strength. She gasped for a while, and finally regained her strength. She struggled to sit on the couch, only to realize that her clothes were all messed up.

Her clothes were messed up, her hair was loose and slanted, and the tie on the waist of her skirt was torn apart at some point, so you could see what happened at a glance. Her face flushed red to the tip of her ears, she quickly stood up and tidied up her clothes.

Wang Yanqing dawdled for a long time, and after the heat on his face dissipated, he finally walked outside. Lu Heng seemed to have returned to normal, and was sitting on the rose chair outside drinking tea. He turned around when he heard the footsteps, his eyes fell on Wang Yanqing's lips for some reason.

Her lips were extraordinarily bright red, her lips were swollen, and she looked extraordinarily delicious. Lu Heng felt that the fire in his body was stirring up again. He was the one who suffered in the end. Lu Heng could only force himself to look away and said calmly, "The palace is setting off fireworks, do you want to go out to see it?"

Wang Yanqing didn't even bother to appreciate the fireworks, so she avoided her gaze awkwardly and shook her head silently. Lu Heng was equally interested, and said, "Then let them serve the dishes. You can't waste it after you've been doing it for so long."

Wang Yanqing felt that she had no appetite in the middle of the night, but Lu Heng said that she hadn't eaten for most of the day, so she had something to pack. He forced her to sit down at the Eight Immortals Table. After the dishes were served one by one, Wang Yanqing smelled the umami of the fish soup and was really hungry.

Lu Heng picked up the porcelain spoon, scooped a bowl of milky white crucian carp soup for her, and said, "You haven't had water for a long time, don't eat meat, first drink a bowl of soup to appetize."

Crucian carp soup has tofu and green vegetables, which is suitable for late-night tonic. Wang Yanqing lowered her head and took a sip. It might have come from her own hands, but she thought it was not bad.

Lu Heng also had the same mentality. He looked at the fish he had cut himself, but he couldn't bear to put down his chopsticks: "It looks so cute and cute, I don't even want to eat it."

Wang Yanqing chuckled. She picked up the public chopsticks, nimbly picked off a piece of fish, and put it in Lu Heng's bowl: "I haven't cooked for a long time, and my craftsmanship may be unfamiliar. If it's not as good as the royal chef of Shangshan Supervisor, please bear with me."

Lu Heng said: "How come, Qingqing's cooking must be the most delicious in the world."

"You will make me happy." Wang Yanqing said, "This dish is so simple that anyone can cook it the same way. How can it be so mysterious?"

"But it was made by you." Lu Heng said, "There are so many people in the world, what is good or bad for me? Only what passes through your hands is unique."

Wang Yanqing drank the soup with her eyelashes down, ignoring Lu Heng's numb words, but there was a smile at the end of her eyes. The bowl of soup was quickly finished, and just as she put down the bowl, Lu Heng put dumplings for her again and said, "You made it yourself, come and try the first one."

Lu Heng's chopsticks stopped in front of her and did not intend to put them down. Wang Yanqing glanced at Lu Heng and found that he really planned to feed her. Wang Yanqing couldn't refuse, so he took a small bite.

The dumpling skin is firm and warm, and it is filled with fresh shrimp. After biting it open, it is fragrant, smooth and tender. Wang Yanqing only bit a small horn, and after swallowing it, the tip of her pink tongue quickly licked the beads of her lower lip.

Lu Heng became more and more hungry, in every way. He raised his eyebrows and refused to let Wang Yanqing go. He said, "You also call it eating? Cats eat more than you."

Wang Yanqing was speechless, she also wanted to eat well, but Lu Heng insisted on feeding her, how could she be so embarrassed to speak. However, Lu Heng seemed to have got the interest and refused to let go. Wang Yanqing could only bite the dumplings in small bites and swallow them with difficulty.

A dumpling was finally eaten, and Wang Yanqing was afraid that Lu Heng would have to feed it again, so he hurriedly took it by himself: "Brother, I have packed several kinds of fillings, you can try the others."

She refused to let him feed, and Lu Heng felt a little regretful. She looked like a rabbit who was forced to eat meat. She was so pitiful and cute that she was forced to eat meat. She was pitiful and cute.

Lu Heng felt that his idea was abnormal.

This meal was cooked by the two of them together, and in addition to being in a good mood, Lu Heng ate a lot. Under his coercion and inducement, Wang Yanqing also ate several dumplings. Wang Yanqing's stomach was propped up, she wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, and whispered, "Someone's family said goodbye to the old and ushered in the new year, congratulations on the new year, we are actually eating."

Wang Yanqing's voice was full of resentment, and Lu Heng couldn't help laughing, and tapped her forehead with a smile: "The people take food as their heaven, and all those bells and whistles are false. Eating is the most practical."

Wang Yanqing pressed her stomach through her clothes, and said angrily, "I'm all round, I must have gained weight."

"Where." Lu Heng said solemnly, "If you don't feel right, I'll touch it."

Wang Yanqing would rather believe in ghosts than in Lu Heng, she quickly blocked Lu Heng's hand, stood up from the chair, and said, "Brother, New Year's Eve, it's very late, I'm going back."

Wang Yanqing looked at him vigilantly. Lu Heng failed, and regretfully had someone bring her a cloak and tie her fur collar by hand: "Okay, it's late at night, be careful on the road."

Wang Yanqing nodded and went out holding the stove and cloak. The wind outside was full of confetti and the smell of burning firecrackers, but he didn't feel cold. Wang Yanqing took two steps on the corridor, and was suddenly stopped by someone behind him.

Wang Yanqing turned back and looked at Lu Heng in surprise, thinking he had something else to say. Lu Heng looked at her deeply, suddenly stepped forward, leaned over and kissed her forehead gently: "Qingqing, happy new year."

The author says:

Fu Tingzhou: Seeing things and thinking of people, I don't know what she is doing?

Lu Heng: Thank you for your invitation. She is asleep, so it is inconvenient to answer. Is there anything I need to convey? Of course, you can also not say it, because I will not convey it.