Chapter 17: Feel a little happy with her

In the evening after the death of Yan Chunjun, the room of Xueji in the Snow Palace of the Capital City of Yan Guo
"What are you looking at?"
The fruit was half eaten by crunching, almost nothing has been eaten for a whole day, Xue Ji was a little bit better, and was indeed aroused a bit of appetite. She had just woken up and was still a little arrogant, but now she finally recovered some attention. It was only then that the little guy who seemed to be sitting on the opposite side of the table with his two calves was staring at her. If it was just that she was attracted by her appearance, what was his expression that was a little bit reticent?
"I found one thing, I don't know if I should tell you."
There was a clear disturbed expression on his face, but the hidden smile in the corner of his mouth made Xue Ji vigilant.
"Is it related to me?" she asked tentatively.
Seeing him nodding and opening his mouth, Xue Ji hurriedly hurriedly said: "Hurry up and stop, I don't want to listen!" She had a hunch and said from his mouth, there was no good thing.
"Oh, forget it. I don't care."
Unexpectedly, he gave up at once. This made Xue Ji feel a little uneasy, especially when he saw his more rippling smile Xue Ji checked his body up and down, and then pretended to touch his cheek inadvertently, but he didn't find anything wrong. She was annoyed, glared at him, and turned away unwillingly.
"You say it." She still made the request.
At this moment, although she didn't see it, she could just feel that the hateful smile that made her hate appear on his cute little face contained self-satisfied triumph.
"Actually, it's nothing." Jingyu put down the fruit that was about to come to his mouth. Although he ate it first, he didn't have Xueji to eat fast, and most of the rest was left. ."
Xue Ji's body stiffened. As a woman, in particular, she has always been outstanding in dancing, and her every move reveals elegance and nobility. This can no longer be regarded as a small problem. Only, she just didn't want to show weakness in front of that kid.
Crunch, she bite the fruit again and swallowed it in twos and threes under the expression he couldn't bear to witness. He proudly raised his chest and hummed with a small nose:
"My pleasure!"
"Oh--"
He made such a drag sound and got up and walked to the other side where the bamboo slips and writing brushes were placed. Grinding under Xue Ji's puzzled eyes, dipped in ink with a brush, and took out a bamboo piece as if he wanted to write something on it, and he said:
"In the 31st year of Yan Wangxi, Xuege, Princess of thistle in the capital, there is a generation of dancing Ji Xueji in the private room"
He glanced at Xue Ji, just about to start writing, a scent of fragrant wind, followed by a scold.
"Don't write!" She snatched the brush, "You're not a historian, what do you remember?"
"Who says it's not a history officer, you can't remember?" Jingyu slipped a bit through her armpit and even took a deep breath with a bold name. The rich scent of the virgin contained in him made him express his enjoyment.
The small movement at this moment made Xue Ji's face white and snowy, and printed a peach-like red. He stepped back two steps and laughed as Xue Ji stared at him out of the woman's puckered chest. "I remembered my children to let them know what kind of mother they are. Isn't it right?"
"Your child? Mother?" Xue Ji bit her pink lips, "Damn little thief, you again"
"Hush--!!!"
Jingyu suddenly looked down at Xueji seriously and pointed in the direction of the door. Xueji turned her ears and didn't hear anything, thinking that he lied to her again and could not help sneering.
"Little Thief, I won't be with you this time"
Boom, two soft knocks sounded, interrupting Xue Ji's remaining words and revealing a surprised expression. She looked at Jingyu again, and he laughed silently again this time. The expression seemed to say, ‘how, is there someone? ‘It’s like calming her heart and letting it recover a lot from the madness. At least, her tension is indeed a little less.
A layer of ‘ice shell’ appeared on Xueji’s body and asked coldly:
"Who is outside?"
This treated him so obviously differently, which made Jingyu's smile more widespread. Xue Ji looked at his expression, and flew at him diagonally, turning to face the door. Her slim figure, even the shadow behind her, also made Jingyu look pleasing.
There was silence for about three seconds outside the room before there was a slow, equally male voice.
"it's me."
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There was a surprise on Xueji's face, "What are you doing to me?"
She guessed in her heart, was the kid behind him found? She just recalled that it was still dark. When she first woke up, didn't she see the boy walk in from the door? She glanced back at him again, it was like blaming him: ‘Do you know what’s going on now? He ran out violently and took the tableware without saying anything, and stole the fruit. ’
Jingyu pointed innocently to the small half of the fruit she held in her hand, ‘you are an accomplice’, and he told her with her mouth.
Xue Ji was smirked. Is it time to pull this? She unknowingly took a bite of the fruit in her hand.
The reaction of the person outside the door always seems to be half a beat, can't answer immediately, or are you thinking?
"Can you see the door open?" he asked across the door.
"You and me are different. If you are talking about things, it is better to be in an open place like the back hall." Xue Ji replied.
In addition to the place where guests can enjoy wine and food, and watch singing and dancing performances, Feixue Pavilion also has a place where everyone in the pavilion lives. This back hall is one of them.
There was a quiet moment outside the door. By virtue of listening to the sound of everything, Jingyu clearly raised his hand towards the door. His eyes narrowed slightly, and if the person didn't know what to do, he broke in, but he saved a trouble. How to convince Xueji to go with him.
At this time, if you make some noise and deliberately attract the man to break into nature, Jingyu is also disdainful, and it will only let Xue Ji look down upon him.
Unfortunately, the man's hand was put down again, "Well, I'll wait for you in the back hall."
He said this, and turned away, and there was a faint sound of footsteps. When he walked away, Xue Ji lowered her head and suddenly turned to face Jingyu.
"You were discovered by him?" she asked suspiciously.
Jingyu shook his head, "Should not, you know, I have always been able to hide my breath. And" Seeing the color domineering, but can let him hold the position of the entire Feixue Pavilion, naturally can easily avoid Open everyone. At this point, it is impossible to tell Xueji now.
"Then he" Xueji still frowned.
"Hehe, shouldn't your voice be too loud, let him hear it?" Jingyu snickered unscrupulously.
"Who will!" she shouted.
Realizing that his emotions were messed up by him again, Xue Ji shook his forehead and shook his head, repeatedly admonishing himself that Gujing should not wave. After a few gasps, a hard ‘ice shell’ enveloped her whole body.
"Remember, this is not your home, and the current situation does not allow you to go out anymore." She explained in a clear voice, turned to the door, and said to her with her back: "And I don't want to be taken by you It's troublesome."
Jingyu asked before she was going to open the door: "You just want to continue dancing here?"
Xue Ji paused for a moment, then sneered in a self-deprecating manner: "What do you want? I'm just a woman." She opened the door and went out.
Jingyu is silent in the chaotic world, and Hong Yan (referring to a beautiful woman here) is really a bad combination.
A quarter of an hour had passed when Xue Ji knocked on the door again and pushed the door in. She had a rectangular tray in her hand, full of delicious meals. The expressions of going out and coming in are almost the same, as if they are finely adjusted beautiful dolls.
"Come and eat." She knelt down at the long red-brown table, set the food, and put down her tableware. Glancing towards Jingyu, he saw that he was wiping his black sword. Suddenly, her expression stagnated, her eyes fixed on the thing that Jingyu was holding.
"You, what are you holding?"
Her voice seemed to squeeze out from between her teeth, and it was cold and cold. There was a strong trembling of anger, but also an extreme shyness. There was a black murderousness visible to the naked eye, and the snow-white hair fluttered without wind, giving a strong impression of the white-haired witch.
It seems that Jingyu lifted the object blue ice-inch square cloth without knowing it, embroidered a few white snowflakes, and had four ribbons at the protruding four sharp corners.
"I found it from the cabinet. I saw it had the most quantity, so I borrowed one." He said, pointing to the door that was still open not far behind.
"Give me back, you little thief!" Xue Ji couldn't help but rushed towards him.
Jingyu was afraid that Black Sword would knock her, and she didn't want to be easily taken back by her, so she leaned back and straightened her arms. Unexpectedly, the sword had more than 30 kilograms. His body was small, and he was taken down by the sword without paying attention. And Xueji didn't stop at the right time, pressing his chest on his face.
The softness at that moment made him a little intoxicated.
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