i have a sword fairy

Chapter 88 Talking Hearts
Zhao Rong was a little caught off guard.

He stared at the pair of clear black and white eyes in front of him, which was reflecting his motionless calm face and the violently beating firelight beside him.

Her long and narrow fox eyes, naturally charming, are now wide open, but they are less flirtatious and more charming.

Not to mention the beautiful face that gave birth to those eyes...

Why is there such a beautiful arc?

Zhao Rong averted his eyes slightly, he didn't dare to look any longer, and he didn't dare to look into her eyes again.

But her eyes were still on his face, and he could feel it.

The crackling sound of the fire became louder, as if to release more heat, scorching the two who were silently "stalemate" on the side.

Zhao Rong pursed his lips, feeling that a long time had passed, but the woman's question just now echoed clearly in his ears and could not be lingered.

Zhao Rong tasted it carefully, and her voice seemed to take away a trace of jokes.

It should be... not what I thought it was.

He thought silently, and his mind turned sharply.

In fact, he had already vaguely felt this kind of sign, especially that night in Lanxi Manor, under the moonlight in front of the window, she said that she did not want to be his sister.

It's just that after the two agreed to be good friends, he didn't think about it any more. After all, he was afraid that he was just being affectionate.

But what happened at this time?Is she serious, is it just a joke, or is it just a little girl's nonsense.

Furnace?

Did she mean what I meant?
In other words, she's a stupid girl who doesn't know what temptation is, she looked stupid before.

Zhao Rong secretly complained in his heart, not knowing how to answer, for fear of misunderstanding, it would be too embarrassing and shameful.

Su Xiaoxiao's eyes were all about him at this time.

She took a serious look at the face that she only found extremely annoying when she first met, especially the pair of "wretched" eyes that peeked at her through the gaps in the bookshelf at the beginning, and she is looking at it very carefully now.

She was waiting quietly, but at a certain moment, when she saw the eyes flickering, its owner's lips slightly opened, and he was about to speak.

She suddenly felt a beat in her heart.

The little fox demon suddenly said, "Hey, Zhao Rong, I just tested you to see if you are loyal enough, but after thinking about it for so long, Xiaoxiao is too disappointed."

After speaking, she saw Zhao Rong breathed a sigh of relief, and her eyes were cast, she hurriedly turned her eyes away and stared at the flame that made her breathless.

Her chest heaved.

Then, as the little fox demon with the Su clan flower in Qiantang Mountain, he raised his head proudly and said:

"Of course the small stove is to make Xiaoxiao look pleasing to the eye. Well, only one-tenth of the small one should be good-looking. Hmph, Zhao Rong, you are still far behind, a hundred of you are not enough, right? , a thousand."

Su Xiaoxiao squinted Zhao Rong.

In the past, the young scholar who never wanted to be inferior in appearance hurriedly nodded, "What Su Huxian said is very true."

Su Xiaoxiao, a senior member of the Appearance Association, snorted twice, her pointed chin like a tender white bamboo shoot slightly raised, and the corners of her mouth held a beautiful smile, revealing Wang Zhi's contempt.

Zhao Rong coughed, seeing that Liu Sanbian had left the fire at some point and walked far ahead, he raised his head and asked, "Brother Sanbian, where are you going?"

"Pick up firewood."

"Let's go, I'll go too."

Zhao Rong got up to catch up, and the two walked towards the dark forest in the distance.

Su Xiaoxiao glanced at their backs with a smile.
When they were out of sight, Su Xiaoxiao reached out and rubbed her face, tilted her head slightly, stared at the fire, quietly distracted, and whispered softly in her mouth.

"Small so pretty..."

A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Rong and Liu Sanbian came back with enough firewood to burn all night.

Zhao Rong glanced at Su Xiaoxiao and found that she was holding the fingertips of a jade finger in her left hand in her mouth, smacking it one by one, and holding an embroidery needle in her right hand.

"Stop embroidering, the light is so dim."

"Oh."

Su Xiaoxiao responded softly, put the embroidery aside, hugged her knees, her pink lips still licked the stabbed fingertips, and she quietly watched the beating flames.

The three sat by the fire, silent for a while,

Seeing this, Zhao Rong pursed his lips, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Why don't we chat for a while."

The other two cast their gazes.

Zhao Rong coughed lightly, "You can say whatever you want, um, I'll come first."

"I was born in Qianjing of the Great Chu Dynasty and grew up in the Duke's Mansion of Jingnan, but I heard from my mother that my hometown is in Nanxiaoyaozhou.

Zhao Rong narrowed his eyes and slowly recalled the memories of this life.

After the memories of the two worlds were merged, they were like one, as if they had all experienced it personally. Well, he had indeed experienced all of them personally, it was just "separation".

Zhao Rong picked out some memories that he suddenly wanted to talk about, and explained them in a succinct manner.

"...At that time, I was crying and clattering, squatting on the ground, clutching the hand that Mr. Fang used a pointer to make red ", as long as a word is wrong, it will be added ten times. At that time, I also complained about Mr. Fang's strictness, but it was only when I grew up that I realized it, um."

The young scholar paused with a smile on his lips, and turned his head to look at the south, which was the direction he had come from.

The night is getting dark, and the moonlight flows quietly.

Su Xiaoxiao put her head on her hands and listened carefully to his story, sometimes feeling sad for him, sometimes laughing with him.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Rong stopped and was silent for a while. He smiled at Su Xiaoxiao and said:
"What about you, I remember asking your name for the first time. You said your name is Su Dahuang. Is this your friend?"

The little fox demon hurriedly shook his head, "No, Rhubarb is a local dog. It's fierce. Every time I go down the mountain to the village, it runs out to chase me. Once, Xiaoxiao was almost bitten by it's tail."

Thinking of this, Su Xiaoxiao still had lingering fears, she pouted, "So I can only find a way to sneak into Xiahe Village while it is not paying attention."

"However, after I changed shape and often brought food to it, it stopped biting me..."

The little fox demon smiled and narrowed his eyes, his tone a little smug.

So you think the name "Su Dahuang" is very intimidating?

Zhao Rong held back his smile and nodded, "Well, and later it helped you steal chickens, right?"

Su Xiaoxiao's pretty face turned fierce, "Xiaoxiao doesn't steal chickens! Xiaoxiao went to a private school to listen to the old master's literacy class."

Zhao Rong smiled and nodded.

"The feeling in Xiahe Village is much better than that at home. It's boring to be alone at home, and I don't have any friends to play with. When I go inside, everyone is a good person, and they talk nicely. I really like being there..."

Su Xiaoxiao was reminded of memories, and with a smile on her face, she talked about the interesting stories in Xiahe Village when she was a child before she changed shape.

Later, she even told Zhao Rong and the two about the first time she "ran into" the handsome scholar in Poguan.

Of course, Su Xiaoxiao slightly modified the ending.

She sighed that the scholar felt ashamed after seeing her appearance, and felt that he was not worthy of her, so he left ashamed, and even forgot to take the bookcase.

Afterwards, Su Xiaoxiao exaggerated the appearance of the scholar, and marveled at Zhao Rong that the scholar was one-tenth as good-looking as her, a thousand times as good as Zhao Rong's, and could be her cauldron.

After speaking, the little fox demon secretly glanced at the young scholar, only to see a smirk at the corner of his mouth, listening quietly, without any expression.

She pouted slightly and changed the story.

The bright moon in the sky hid in the clouds, and the night was darker.

Su Xiaoxiao was a little thirsty and stopped.

Zhao Rong winked and handed the water bag.

After the little fox demon finished drinking, he nodded and nodded with satisfaction.

Only after that, he stopped talking and blinked at Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong nodded lightly and turned to look at Liu Sanbian.

The latter saw this, lowered his head slightly, stretched out his hand to pick up a handful of firewood from the side, threw it into the fire, and watched the flames for a while, the orange fire reflected his somewhat vicious face.

The sullen man kept his eyes fixed and opened his mouth slowly.

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