Song Yubai was shocked. The hand that was gently smoothing the paper couldn't help but tore off a corner of the already crisp old paper.

"Xia Wuxin, if people can see what kind of style it is." Song Yubai subconsciously wanted to take his hand out of her shackles, but it was a pity that although Xia Wuxin was leaning weakly, his hand strength was extremely strong.

Song Yubai pumped several times, but the two of them still maintained their original postures.

"I see it, I'm not afraid anyway." Xia Wuxin whispered.

Song Yubai couldn't move, and closed his eyes slightly: "What do you want to do."

"Don't get me wrong, I don't have any bad thoughts, but I am in a bad mood today. I want to ask for comfort." Xia Wuxin saw Song Yubai not moving, so he was even more presumptuous, sighing in his heart that the smell on Song Yubai's body is really good. After sniffing for a while, the low mood just because of Xia Chunqiu disappeared.

The arms in his arms are motionless, with a gentle touch, and the delicately textured earlobes are in front of him. At this time, a faint pink is spreading, which is very cute.

Xia Wuxin stared at her ears for a while, then raised her head slightly, with a more serious tone: "Do you think I'm a bad guy who doesn't do evil?"

Song Yubai's body was still stretched straight. She watched her nose and nose for a while and said, "It's just stubborn."

When Xia Wuxin heard her say this, she left the sleeves that had been pleated with satisfaction, and Song Yubai sighed with naked eyes.

"But there are always people who say that I am a scourge, and my father, who can say that he will kill me personally, seems like I am a wicked person. How can anyone be born a wicked person? It's not too much, why did he treat me like this?" Xia Wuxin became more and more angry, and there was no lightness in his hands, and there were many clear cracks on the wooden table.

Song Yubai frowned, picked up the brush on the side, and struck a note on her hand, which saved the poor table case.

"Everyone will have evil thoughts, even if I have been murderous, it is not counted." Song Yubai said, she suddenly recalled what Xia Chunqiu said before, and there was a little pity in Xia Wuxin's eyes.

"Yes, and I only have so-called evil thoughts when I am only protecting the person I care about. It's like being in Beihai that day, after my husband was injured." Xia Wuxin touched Song Yubai with his elbow, half unintentionally, half deliberately. .

Who cares...

Her words were so straightforward that Song Yubai didn't know how to speak for a while, but her heartbeat gradually rose.

She stood up suddenly: "Last night there was a sound of insects. I haven't slept well, I'm going to rest."

After she finished speaking, she moved lightly and quickly walked around the table. Tsing Yi moved with the wind brought by her walking, brushing the coolness of Xia Wuxin's cheeks.

Before Xia Wuxin could speak, Song Yubai had already stepped over the threshold, jogged, and returned to the bedroom in one breath. He closed the door firmly with his backhand.

In the darkness, Song Yubai held his heart with his hand, dragged his feet to the neat and simple bed, sat down with his legs soft, his body stiff, like a statue.

After a while, she unbuttoned her coat, her smooth shoulders were exposed to the warm air, but she felt a chill for no reason. Song Yubai shivered, turned and leaned against the wall, wrapped her hands around her shoulders, and untied a blue silk.

She also couldn't tell how she felt, like ice that had been frozen for a long time, suddenly burned by the fire.

Everyone thought that she was aloof Song Yubai and didn't eat cold or warm, but that was not the case, just because she used to love Sang Yue, who would have gotten bruises all over her body.

Later, she vowed to cut off love, and Xia Wuxin...

Besides, now that she is carrying hatred, even if she is not dragged down by the seal of the emperor, sooner or later she will die with that animal. The love of mortals is wishful thinking for her.

A beam of light hit the ground, and the blue bricks reflected, shining her eyes like the most clear glass, with water shining brightly.

Xia Wuxin watched Song Yubai leave with her hand holding her hand, thinking that she didn't grasp the measure for a while, angering Song Yubai, so she sighed, patted her **** and got up.

It seemed that going forward, Xia Wuxin had to be more reserved, and Xia Wuxin coughed twice and stepped out.

However, the frustration in Cai's heart had already faded a lot, and the pace had become lighter, so he took a few steps quickly, disappeared into a sea of ​​flowers, and went back to the house to practice.

After she was promoted to a high immortal, she felt that the immortal power in her body was very abundant, and her eyes and ears became clearer. In the past, she could only hear nearby sounds, but now if she is calm and calm, she can hear it from a hundred meters away.

She was sitting cross-legged in the room, but her spiritual consciousness had spread around the room, listening carefully to the sound of grass and trees, and the hurried footsteps of passing disciples.

An hour passed, Xia Wuxin, who had always been like an old monk entering Ding, finally opened his eyes, jumped up on the spot beamingly, opened the door, and looked around with his head stretched out.

From a long distance I saw a graceful figure, who was wearing a pink shirt with a food container slung over his arm, and came curling up.

"Senior Sister!" Xia Wuxin waved.

Seeing that she had been waiting here, Su Xieyue smiled and shook her head, her body disappeared, and she appeared in front of Xia Wuxin again, and gave her the food box in her hand: "Hey, I heard Wei Yili said that you didn't go there again at noon. The dining hall, specially brought to you."

"Thank you, Senior Sister." Xia Wuxin's eyes were bent, and he took the lunch box, and dragged Su Xieyue into the room. "It's hot outside, come in."

Su Xieyue was suddenly violently pulled by her, she almost stumbled on the threshold, and smiled helplessly: "Knowing that I have brute force, I don't want to be lighter."

Xia Wuxin said, scratching his head.

"I came from Master, and I have heard about everything in the morning. Don't take it to heart. Master has always acted sternly, and the whole Pingfengshan knows that, so to speak, it is mostly angry." Su Xieyue slowly moved. Stacks of small dishes were placed on the table, and he whispered, "I didn't find you just now, so I was very worried."

Xia Wuxin nodded, opened his robe and sat down, stretched out his hand to take a steamed bun, and stuffed his cheeks: "I was in Song Yubai's bamboo house just now. Sister, don't worry, I'm fine."

"Mr. Song again?" Su Xieyue paused for her hand holding vegetables, her starry eyes flickered.

"If you have nowhere to go, just go and relax." Xia Wuxin didn't seem to notice Su Xieyue's eyes.

Su Xieyue nodded, but didn't say anything anymore, just as usual, she reached out and pulled the hair from Xia Wuxin's forehead to her ears, and then her fingertips stayed beside Xia Wuxin's cheeks for a while before she retracted it and hid it in the sleeve cage. middle.

The weather in late summer was really treacherous and changeable, and the sun was still shining. Xia Wuxin had only eaten a meal, and suddenly it rained heavily.

Su Xieyue stood under the eaves, reaching out her fingertips to catch the rain, and her hands were wet.

There was a sudden heat on her shoulders. She was covered with a large light blue robe and wrapped her thin shoulders in it with a clear fragrance. Su Xieyue was taken aback, and then she curled her lips.

Unconsciously, the little guy who used to scurry around her knees has grown taller than her.

"It's so heavy rain, it's hard to fly, it's not like me practicing together." Xia Wuxin said loudly, and took Su Xieyue's shoulders and brought her back to the house.

The heavy rain fell on the grass blades, the stone bricks, and the blue tiles on the roof, ding ding dong dong, making people sleepy.

Xia Wuxin, who had promised to cultivate, had already squeezed his chin and took a nap.

Su Xieyue gently put the robe on her shoulders on Xia Wuxin again, and slowly touched her cheeks with her hands. The girl's delicate skin was tearable. She knelt in front of her and watched quietly for a long time.

It rained all night, until early the next morning, it turned into light rain, and then stopped.

The weather was still overcast. Song Yubai wore a pair of oil boots to go out. He staggered in the muddy mountain road for a long time before he reached the place where the lecture was taught. It was wet by the rain left on the leaves, and it stuck to the jade-white skin, looking a little embarrassed.

She wiped the water off her face with her sleeve, and she almost slipped on the wooden steps, so she was so lucky that she stretched out her hands to hold her firmly.

Song Yubai thanked him softly, raised his head, a little stiff, and Su Xieyue was in front of her. She was as gentle and elegant as before, her apricot eyes were curved, her hair was clean and tied into a bun, and she inserted a silver pendant with jade. Hairpin, slender body, fully reflects the beauty of women.

"Mr. Song, this step is rotten, beware." Su Xieyue smiled.

Song Yubai nodded coldly, said thank you, then retracted his hand, slowly took off the oil boots covered with mud, walked around Su Xieyue, and walked into the house.

Perhaps because of the rain, the smell of wood was rotten everywhere. Song Yubai wrinkled his beautiful nose and opened the window to let the wind blow in.

"You shouldn't have to come and listen to this again." Song Yubai found that Su Xieyue was still standing by, somewhat puzzled.

"Mr. busy with you, I came with Wuxin, but she is going to have breakfast, so I will wait for her first." Su Xieyue smiled, gently waving her sleeves, and the pink clothes floated by. , The house was suddenly dry.

Song Yubai paused while holding up the hand of the broom, silently put it down, walked to the table with a thin body, and wiped the scroll clean.

"Wuxin, she looks mischievous, but in fact there are some subtleties in the rough, but there must be something that annoys Mr. Song on weekdays. Please take care of Mr. Song." Su Xieyue smiled, while watching with both hands. The missing place was tightly gripped.

Song Yubai saw through her nervousness at a glance, glanced across her sleeve cage, and let out a faint hum.

"She never made me unhappy." After a while, Song Yubai said again.

"That's good." Su Xieyue said.

The atmosphere in the room was a bit embarrassing for a while, and after an unknown period of time, Su Xieyue seemed to have made up his mind, and suddenly said: "Mr. Song, I am towards Wuxin..."

When Song Yubai heard her half a sentence, he suddenly shook his heart, aimlessly put the scroll in his hand aside, and put it back again.

"Actually, it wasn't just because of sisters' love." Su Xieyue's cheeks flushed and her red lips opened slightly before she continued. "I like Wuxin."