Every time in Zhao Rong's previous life, he saw on TV or in books that when a man and a woman fell, they would overlap each other, just like head to head, mouth to mouth.

He always has a crooked smile.

That's it?

Can you try something different?

But now.

On this midsummer night in Liangjing, Wei Dynasty.

In an inn with a remote location but many rooms.

In a room with the windows open and the summer breeze blowing in warmth.

Zhao Rong was lying on a soft cushion while deeply repenting.

Apologize to the cultural creators who have been "kindly greeted" by him.

This is not a creation that is not in line with reality. It is clearly based on mass experience that has been tested by history.

Sometimes life is really more bloody than a novel.

Such as now.

Although the two of them were not head-to-head or mouth-to-mouth, they were still within earshot of each other.

The breathing sounds of both parties were clearly audible.

Even the breath exhaled by both parties will "pass by" part of the skin of both parties' ears and necks.

At this moment, it was obvious that the two of them could separate from each other and just laugh it off as an accident.

But neither of them took the lead in making the move.

Both remained motionless.

Zhao Rong's breathing gradually calmed down, and the violent heartbeat caused by the moment of falling began to ease.

He didn't move immediately because he was still thinking about the "mass experience".

This was his realization just for a moment, and he was still obsessed with it.

No wonder the two of them often cross their heads when they fall.

Because when they are about to fall to the ground, both parties will subconsciously protect themselves, especially their heads. The first thing to save is the head.

So even though Su Xiaoxiao was one head taller than him, he would try his best not to have his head crushed when he fell.

In this way, the optimal solution is to cross heads with each other. As for heads to heads, they will definitely bump into each other, and mouth to mouth, let alone mouth to mouth, there is no fear of knocking out teeth...

As for why falls often happen when one person is on top and the other is on the bottom.

That would be easier to explain.

The two of them were entangled and fell down at the same time. Each of them almost subconsciously let the other person take the back because of their desire to survive.

This is the process of wrestling.

There is no doubt that one of them will be defeated and become the back-up.

Zhao Rong suddenly let out a breath of thick air.

Half of it was because it satisfied his obsessive-compulsive disorder and explained some problems that had troubled him for a long time.

Half of it was because he had won the duel with Su Xiaoxiao just now and successfully made Su Xiaoxiao the backer, which made him feel mentally comfortable.

But.

This breath of his

All of a sudden.

It made Su Xiaoxiao feel like she was smeared with rouge.

And all this is hidden in darkness.

suddenly.

Zhao Rong stiffened and swallowed.

He should be the man closest to her heart now, right?

Zhao Rong laughed at himself and relieved his embarrassment a little.

The little fox demon was silent at this time.

Inside the room, the atmosphere between the two fell into silence.

Su Xiaoxiao's feelings at this time can only be described in one word.

hot.

The little fox demon was dizzy from being burned.

Just like how when she was a child, she got curious and secretly took a sip of the liquor brewed by the villagers in Xiahe Village.

At this moment, her little head was full of random thoughts and strange thoughts.

He, why doesn't he speak? Does Xiaoxiao want to speak? Well, if he doesn't speak, Xiaoxiao doesn't speak either...

Su Xiaoxiao's jade hand that was clamped struggled slightly, but it only moved the fingertips slightly, and then no longer struggled.

After a while.

There is a slight nasal sound, like a mosquito or fly.

At this moment, Zhao Rong's breath was suffocated.

But, the next second.

"...Zhao Rong, take away the jade plaque..."

When Zhao Rong heard this, he felt as if a plate of cold water had been poured on him.

I woke up most of the time in an instant.

Jade card!

Zhao Rong, you still have to return the jade token to Qingjun!

Zhao Rong panted slightly and raised himself up with both hands.

Then he freed up a hand and rubbed his face.

Start asking yourself.

Zhao Rong and Zhao Ziyu, this is not to let you be alone, but you have to think clearly whether you are in a hot head or have thought about it and can be responsible for the people under you.

If it's the former, she is stupid and ignorant, are you ignorant too?

Zhao Rong took a deep breath and exhaled the turbid air in his chest.

"Zhao Rong... hmm?"

The little fox demon whispered softly...

Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes. Hazy, the man's face in her field of vision was directly above hers, and he was rubbing his face.

"What's wrong?"

Su Xiaoxiao's voice was still soft and she looked at Zhao Rong with hazy eyes.

She subconsciously stretched out one hand to pull him, and the other hand reached towards his face that she found more and more attractive, trying to help him rub his face.

But what happened immediately made her sober up.

She held her hand around his waist with anticipation, as if she was facing a huge mountain, unable to bring him back.

The other hand that reached towards his face was gently pushed away by him again.

Su Xiaoxiao retracted her other hand and raised her slim body. Her black hair was draped down like a waterfall. The black hair was messy, on her back, on her chest, and even on the corner of her mouth. She bit it gently.

Half of his lower lip was covered, and his white teeth bit into his black hair.

The little fox demon tilted his head and looked at the scholar in front of him.

Outside the window, a midsummer breeze blew.

Blowing up her black hair and wide sleeves.

Her eyes were clear and clear at this time, just like two pools of autumn water reflecting the bright moon, and also reflecting the person in front of her.

Zhao Rong slowly lowered her wrist.

After taking a breath, he still didn't ask himself the answer.

The two people, who had calmed down, looked at each other.

Zhao Rong was the first to tilt his head, a little afraid of those bright and narrow fox eyes.

Su Xiaoxiao smiled softly when he saw this.

Zhao Rong pursed his lips.
To be continued...