Raising Wolves

The murderous aura in Xiaoxue's eyes was intense.

A group of waste snacks in the Eagle Room couldn't keep this beast well, so that the teacher had to come several times a day, and the time he spent with him was spent with the birds!

What good is a broken bird!

Ning Juan was so depressed and embarrassed to reveal that he was eating vinegar with a bird, so he could only hold back bitterly in his heart.

But the bird is not so useless.

In order to let Xiaoxue cooperate with the medicine and recover from the injury faster, Lu Qing decided to live in the palace temporarily after careful consideration.

Because of this, the murderous aura in Ning Wan's heart softened a bit.

Although after thinking about it, he felt even more depressed - he used to be coquettish and roll around, begging the teacher to stay in the palace for a few more days, the teacher would gently smile and pat his head, and then ruthlessly refused.

But this time the teacher actually stayed in the palace because of this broken bird!

Could it be that in Lu Qingze's heart, this bird is more important than him?

At dinner that night, Lu Qing looked at the whole bird feast at a table and fell into contemplation.

When it was time to sleep, Ning Juan couldn't help rubbing against Lu Qingze's arms, hugging him and refusing to let go.

The weather was getting hotter and hotter, and Lu Qing pushed the boy in his arms with disgust: "Go to sleep, don't stick to me."

The youth of this age is full of vigor, and his anger is too strong, like a flame full of vitality.

It was a big summer, and there was no air conditioning, so sticking together like that was too much a test of his fatherly love for Ning Juan.

Ning Juan was silent for three seconds, then broke the defense with a wow: "Teacher!"

Lu Qing was so sleepy that he turned his head and hummed from his nose: "Well, stay away from me, talk."

When they slept together in winter, they praised him for being a caring little padded jacket, and in the summer they turned ruthless and drove him away.

What's wrong with the teacher!

Ning Juan's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth to see Lu Qing's heartless appearance, and crawled to the side angrily, like a little daughter-in-law who had been let down by a heartless man.

However, Lu Qing remained motionless and did not respond.

Ning Juan sniffed, his voice trembling: "Teacher, is that bird more important than me?"

Lu Qing was about to fall asleep, thinking hazy: Birds? what bird? bird what?

Ning Juan stared at the back of Lu Qingze's ruthless head, stared for a long time, but he didn't see Lu Qing's intention to change his mind, his eyes were redder, and he was wronged for a while, and finally reached out angrily and grabbed the corner of Lu Qingze's bedclothes. , squeezed hard, closed his eyes with a sullen face.

Although Lu Qingze was so angry that his lungs hurt, the faint and cold plum fragrance lingering around him still made him feel very at ease.

Ning Juan was tired of being alone, and finally felt a little tired, and his consciousness gradually began to sink.

Suddenly a low, inaudible sigh came from his ears.

The night was quiet and flowing, the gauze curtain was hanging down, and the bunk bed was surrounded by a small space. After a rustling, Lu Qing, who disliked him being too hot, leaned over.

Before he went to bed, he was pressed into a bowl of medicine again, and he had contained candied fruit. Although he rinsed his mouth, he seemed to have a sweet smell of candied fruit when he opened his mouth. He put a hand on his shoulder and patted it lightly, his voice fascinated. Dazed and sleepy: "You are the most important thing. Sleep."

Then stubbornly drew the bottom line: "Don't get too close, it's really hot."

Ning Juan's drowsiness disappeared instantly, and he silently opened his eyes.

Lu Qing was lying on his side facing him, his eyelashes were dense and low, which made his complexion very white, and in the night it was like a piece of ice and snow. exquisite.

Afraid of heat and cold.

My sir, it is right and proper to be squeamish.

Ning Juan's anger completely subsided, he couldn't help but smile, stared at him for a long time, restrained himself, and did not reach out to disturb him.

He only chewed Lu Qingze's dazed phrase "you are the most important" over and over again in his heart. The more he chewed, the sweeter his heart became. I closed my eyes and fell asleep, my whole body was full of energy that had nowhere to vent.

The sound of breathing close at hand became more and more even.

Lu Qing had already fallen into a sweet dream.

Ning Juan suddenly had an impulse, licked his lips nervously, and whispered tentatively, "Teacher?"

Lu Qing slept soundly and did not respond.

Ning Juan liked Lu Qingze's words very much.

But he couldn't call the words that everyone else could call at will. If he called it, he would be disrespectful to the teacher.

But he just wanted to be called Lu Qingze.

The people around you are sleepy and ignorant.

Arouse the bright moon one day, and shine upon me full of ice and snow.

In the middle of the night that no one knew about, the young emperor's eyelashes trembled, his heart was beating like a drum, and he whispered the words that were scorched in his heart: "Huaixue."

Even though he didn't get a response, Ning Juan's heart felt a little satisfied.

But soon, this satisfaction turned into an even greater emptiness.

The heart that felt contented just now seemed to collapse, greedy and thirsty, in addition to calling names, it seemed that there was something else that could be done to show the uniqueness between them.

Life is full of cravings, and you will always crave more.

This time he wanted to call Lu Qingze's name, what would he want next time?

Ning Juan's hands clenched tightly, subconsciously he didn't dare to think any more, and closed his eyes.

The next afternoon, the late-arriving spy finally entered the palace in a hurry and brought news of Jiang You.

The author has something to say:

Lu Qingze (self-confessed that the problem has been solved): No worries, sleep soundly.

Ning Juan: (turning over) (reversing) (more and more wronged) (biting the quilt) (sobbing) (starting to post a small composition in the circle of friends)

The next day Lu Qing woke up: ? What happened?