Chapter 62 [Zhu Xia]

No, it shouldn't be like this.

Huamian was frightened by Wugui, and he never went to the Xuanji quilt that night... Xuanji slept with his clothes that night, and after waiting for most of the night, his arms were still empty. He had been holding things in his arms for several months, but he couldn't sleep after he was empty, and he couldn't hold his composure. He went to find Huamian in Manfutu Island in the middle of the night, so he had to lie down and keep his eyes closed.

Until midnight passed, the window edges in the house slammed.

In the darkness, the man suddenly opened his eyes, turned over and sat up quietly, and was about to scold the guy who had just returned so late, but then he saw a note of paper slowly floating in from the window under the moonlight.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of footsteps like a thief sounded in the outer room.

The man was like the wind. In the second, he had already arrived at the bedroom door. He opened the door with a creaking creaking, but found that there was no one in the hall, leaving only a faint fragrance of flowers... He knew that Huamian was not good at anything but reached out like a loach. Even he could not stand her. Xuan Ji had to sigh helplessly and was about to turn around. At this time, the scabbard placed on the sword rack rolled onto the table with a "splash".

Xuan Ji retracted his step forward.

Turn around and look at the sword frame.

I don't know that the two brothers and sisters are quarreling at this moment-

Huamian: "Ah! What are you doing!"

Wugui: "I did nothing, you climbed up clumsyly and didn't stand firmly to me?"

Hua Mian: "It was you who kicked me from behind!"

Wugui: "I'm sick, why would I kick you?"

The man came to the sword rack. The brother and sister knew that he couldn't hear it, but they still kept their voices guiltily at the same time. Hua Mian shivered and felt the man's slender fingertips pick up his body. The moment he got his hands, he first said "um" in confusion, and then weighed it in his hand - Hua Mian was so scared that he clearly felt the difference between "the sword soul is in the body" and "the sword soul is not in the body".

But the man did nothing else, just put the scabbard back on the shelf.

At this time, Qingque, who was guarding outside the house, whispered: "Master, have something to do?"

Xuan Ji straightened his waist and looked outside the door, answered in a deep voice, "It's okay", then turned around and went back to the bedroom to pick up the small note left by Hua Mian for himself, and saw that it was written in crooked words—

[The moonlight is just right tonight, I will collect the moonlight and practice, you go to bed early].

Xuanji: "..."

Xuan Ji was not stupid either. He guessed with his toes that after he was at the hot spring this morning, the person who had always followed him tightly like a little tail all day suddenly disappeared... Thinking of the panic and confusion on her face when she pushed him away, of course, they were either shy or scared, and of course they were also possible both of them-

He looked at his hands blankly. He thought he was gentle enough, but he didn't expect to scare her.

He frowned slightly, threw the strips into a ball of paper in a irritable manner, turned over to the bed, lifted the quilt, and went to bed.

This night.

Xuan Ji couldn't sleep well, and the empty feeling in his arms at night always made him feel tight. When he woke up, he realized that she was not here tonight, and he had to spend time again... He went back and forth three or four times, and woke up almost half an hour, turned over and rolled over, and it was dawn.

When he got up, he asked Qingque to wipe his face and wash it. Xuan Ji didn't say a word. During this period, he felt that Qingque was catching a frantically glance at him. The man threw the face wiper in his hand and said, "What are you looking at?"

Qingque: "..."

Seeing your face as dark as the bottom of a pot, your mood seems to be very bad - now when you hear your master's bad voice and anger, the word "seeming" should be removed.

Qingque took the basin obediently, looked at the empty bed behind Xuan Ji. He was amused but dared not say it. He threw down a sentence "No", and quickly turned around and went out to inform others: Today, the master is in a bad mood and wants to survive, so everyone should be a human being with his tail between his legs.

Xuan Ji looked at Qingque with a smile on his face, obviously mocking himself. He couldn't help but think in his heart that his servants have become less and less like their servants recently, and it's time to deduct Qingxuan's salary again-

It was grabbing the gloves, and slowly putting on the gloves, thinking about the reasons why it would be buckled this time. At this time, the window edge in the room sounded again, and a girl with snow falling on her hair and shoulders crawled in from outside the window like a ghost.

The cold wind blew the faint fragrance of flowers into his nose. Xuan Ji turned his back to the window without looking back, pulled down the leather and black gloves without looking back, and said coldly: "You still know how to come back."

The next second, someone hugged her waist from behind. Hua Mian hugged him and laughed guiltily.

Xuan Ji paused slightly, and the resentment that had been repelled for the whole night was vanished by the hug. He threw away the remaining gloves that had not been worn, and turned around, and held the guy with his face against his back into his arms... He lowered his head and looked at her clearly black and white eyes, and touched her face with his big hands. Xuan Ji was a little confused: He hadn't seen him for a whole night, and he didn't know that he thought of her so much.

I reached out to brush away the unmelted snowflakes in her hair. Before I could even interrogate the person in my arms where he ran last night, I heard her say, "...Master, I won't accompany you to practice this morning."

Xuanji: "..."

A big hand that was placed between her hair—

Hiding again? Since you want to hide, why do you have to appear? Besides, if you are afraid of being shy and shy, sooner or later, you still have the ability to hide for me for the rest of your life?!

Before the man could get angry, he felt like a small animal holding his waist arching into his arms, and then heard her continue in a soft voice: "I want to go to the library to see if you have any books you want to read? I can get them back together during breakfast?"

Xuan Ji grabbed the point and said in a deep voice: "Will you go back during breakfast?"

Hua Mian didn't know what she thought of, her face turned slightly red: "Well, just take a look, it'll be fine in a while."

Xuan Ji nodded: "Then stay and don't run around, wait for me to pick you up."

Hua Mian looked up at the man's chin, loosened his waist, nodded "Oh" and said yes... So the two of them said a few simple words and then they did their own thing.

——From the beginning and the end, Hua Mian didn't know how many trips he had returned in front of the Ghost Gate; she didn't know what medicine she had taken wrong today, Xuan Ji took the Wugui Sword to practice the sword... Before leaving, he picked up the sword sheath and weighed it. The sword sheath naturally returned to its previous lifeless appearance. The man's eyes were dim, but he said nothing, and just put the sword sheath back on the sword sheath intact.

Then turn around and leave.

...

Huamian arrived at the Book Pavilion and had the token given by Xuan Ji. She could go anywhere on the entire Futu Island, as long as she had to do something, she was not blocked, and she successfully entered the Book Pavilion and looked around. It was very good, there was no one there.

Hua Mian cleared her throat, raised her hand and tied the hair behind her ears, and pretended to wander around the library inadvertently, her eyes dripping across the various books on the bookshelf.

Then.

In the dark, gray corner.

Her steps paused, and her eyes fixed on the book "The Secret History of Spring Boudoir". In an instant, her fair little face turned red. She looked around again, then stood on tiptoe and quickly pulled the book down-

Yes, that's right!

Today, she is reading this kind of book!

She is not a fool, and she believes in whatever Wugui says. The love and love of men and women in the world. If they were so shocking and dying for the last time every time they did that stage, the human race should have been extinct long ago. How could they have been happy to reproduce until now!

She has an IQ!

A breath of breath came out from his little nostrils, and his fair paws patted the gray on the book. Huamian found a place with light and leaned against the wall and started to look through it. After flipping it, he found that the book was full of pictures and texts and vivid, and it was important to have an official lady who has been in the boudoir for more than ten years. She was recruited into the palace at a Mid-Autumn Festival Gala. She drank some wine and walked around. As a result, she accidentally heard a ecstasy sound coming from a rockery in a courtyard...

Huamian: "…"

It also has a plot.

Hua Mian narrowed her eyes slightly and skipped the plot impatiently. As a result, the big picture on the next page jumped into her eyes. After a few strokes of the rockery, a pair of men and women sat face to face. The man was dressed neatly, but the lower robe was lifted up; the woman was dressed in a messy manner, her face turned red and flushed, her legs split at an incredible angle, and one hand hooked the man's shoulder, and the expression on her face... was very enchanting.

Next to the characters—

"The official family is slower, but it will take my life."

"It's not so easy for a little baby to kill you. Let me make you happy!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Oh, this little mouth..."

花眠:“…………………………………………”

With his hands trembling, Hua Mian felt that this seemed to be too unrestrained.

As if his face was about to drip blood, he quickly turned the book in his hand back, and then found that the one behind him was even more unrestrained.

What old man pushes a cart, Guanyin sits on lotus, Tian Silkworm pulls silk, and the holy monk seeks scriptures...

Seeing her heart beat faster, her legs were weak and her hands were cold... Her heart was like a drum beat. She was deeply wondering if she had no buffering to see if she seemed to be eager for quick success and instant benefits. She was thinking about whether to change the book and relieve it. At this time, she suddenly felt a burning breath on the back of her neck.

"ah!"

Hua Mian was so fascinated that she didn't know when someone was approaching behind her. She was scared to death and her eyes widened. She was about to jump away but was held by a big hand. She struggled and couldn't turn around and saw that it was Xuan Ji, who should have practiced swords in the back mountain.

"Master, Lord, Lord, Lord..."

Hua Mian was disturbing her tongue, and she was speechless. When she saw the man's handsome face, she felt that she had seen the evil ghost Rakshasa for the first time... and she had died once.

I saw that the man's eyes were bottomless, and he glanced at the books of the men and women printed on her hands: "If you don't practice swords with me early in the morning, would you be looking at such things?"

The man's voice was heavy and slow, and he also made a simple joke... Hua Mian was so embarrassed that she was almost crazy. She had stabbed Wugui to death ten thousand times in her heart. She thrust the corners of her lips and said to it: "…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

As soon as the words fell, I heard a man chuckling.

Huamian was so creepy that he laughed.

"I miss you, come and have a look in advance."

As the words were pressed down, the next second, Huamian's lips were leaning over and holding them in her mouth. The man's wet tongue stroked her lips and caused trembling. Strangely, she should have been used to his kiss. I don't know why she was kissed today. Scenes flashed through her mind just now. She felt her back was numb and she couldn't stand even. She carefully stretched out her hand and grabbed his sleeves...

The book tightly held in her hand was pulled away by the man and threw it aside. His big palm floated around her waist, and his fingertips cleverly hooked her belt and played in circles. She heard the man attaching to her ear and slowly said: "When I was a child, someone who had full-time disciplined read these books. I was so tired of reading these books. You are not good at reading them. I will tell you about other things I have read..."

As he spoke, a scorching breath sprayed in her ears.

At the same time, his big hand didn't slid into her clothes honestly, causing a low cry. He accurately bit her lips, as if he couldn't eat enough, along with the tip of her tongue, swallowing her cry and gasp-

In the book pavilion.

The sunshine is shining in the newborn.

The girl crawled on the bookshelf was caught in her arms by the man's powerful iron arms, as if the weight of her body was pressing on her arm that was blocking her waist at this time. Her back was leaning against the man's strong chest, half-dozing, and her face was blushing;

Behind her, the man's fine kiss fell on her smooth and delicate back and neck. His eyes were dull but pity. He hung it on her waist and his arms were constantly tightening as if he wanted to rub the person in his arms into his abdomen and chest, and swallow it alive.

The man leaning in his arms made a suffocating pause, and his soft hands were placed on his arm-

"Master...Master..."
To be continued...