My fairy is too affectionate

Chapter 27
A quarter of an hour ago, the east wing of Biluo Garden.

Xiao Guanfeng stood in the middle of the main room, put his hands up and down behind his back casually, and looked coldly at the woman kneeling on one knee in front of him.

The woman's complexion is glamorous, her phoenix eyes are downcast and she can't see her specific expression clearly. More than half of her black and red gold-rimmed wide-sleeved skirt is spread on the dark brown floor, like a red peony in full bloom.

It was Ye Shuanghong, the third elder of Ling Jianzong.

"You shouldn't be in the Hall of Pure Heart today."

The man Yuehui's cold voice is emotionless, and he speaks the most hurtful words in the most plain language, with a condescending attitude, and never regards himself and Ye Shuanghong as people in the same world.

Unexpectedly, the first thing he said to himself was to blame, he was still the same as before, so cold and unattainable.

She was a pawn of the Xiao family 3000 years ago, and it will be the same 3000 years later.

Ye Shuanghong's lowered eyes suddenly turned red, but she couldn't and didn't dare to raise her head, longing, grievance and longing, a hole was gouged out in her heart, she was bleeding naked, no matter how painful she was, she still had to bear it.

"My lord, Shuang Hong knows her mistake, please punish me, my lord!"

I waited for 3000 years and waited for 3000 years before I waited for his return.She is already the third elder of Ling Jianzong, and she is very famous outside.

But in front of Xiao Guanfeng, in front of this man she loves so much, she, Ye Shuanghong, will always be that ant who only dares to hide in the dark, harbors dirty thoughts, and carefully peeps at him.

How does flying sand and dust match the nine-day silver moon?
Bai Riyunchi looked at Ye Shuanghong like a fox, he must have doubts, how could Xiao Guanfeng, who is cautious and meticulous, not see it.

"Don't be an example!" Looking at Ye Shuanghong's knees, Hantan's deep eyes did not change, "The matter of the Zhaoling pilasters is well done."

Slapping a sour jujube, Ye Shuanghong actually thought it was sweet, and her mind became active again. In my impression, the son cherishes words like gold and never praises others, but at this moment he praised himself, does it mean that in the son's heart, he also has himself? of a place.

Like a little beggar who received a candy alms, the haze was swept away in an instant, and he became more courageous. He raised his head and asked tentatively: "My lord, why did you let me destroy the pilasters of the spirit?"

Ye Shuanghong didn't know the relationship between Xiao Guanfeng and Yunchi, at first she thought that he was deliberately concealing his Tianlinggen attribute, but now it seems that he is not.

A cold, blade-like gaze shot over. There were warnings, coldness, and suspicion in the gaze, but without softness, the blade's hard gaze could kill. A loose string in Ye Shuanghong's heart suddenly tensed, and her body trembled slightly. Soaked in cold sweat.

The young master was angry, although his face was still calm, but Ye Shuanghong was sure that he was angry, and hurriedly bowed to admit his mistake, "Shuanghong oversteps!"

Xiao Guanfeng turned his back, closed his eyes, it took a long time for Ye Shuanghong to retreat, and warned her again, telling her to pay attention to her sense of proportion, not to lose the big by small things.

From the moment Ye Shuanghong entered the door, Xiao Guanfeng could tell that she had a knee injury, two bone sword wounds were bleeding and wet her dress, but he let her kneel and answer.

From beginning to end, there was no pity.

Jiang Guo accompanied Yunchi to finish picking Zheyan flowers, led her to the entrance of the west chamber and left, saying that some disciples would bring her some tea later, but Yuan Chi declined politely.

She has better plans.

The residential area of ​​Biluoyuan is bounded by a circular flower bed. Male guests stay in the east courtyard, while female guests rest in the west courtyard.

Yun Chi sat on the flower bed built by Bai Yulei, carefully selected the Zheyan flowers he had picked and twisted them into a bouquet, flattened the stems one by one, smoothed the branches, and walked towards the east courtyard in satisfaction.

As the saying goes, a woman chases a man with a layer of gauze, and Yun Chi is serious about sleeping with Xiao Guanfeng.

Passing through the crescent arch of the east chamber, Yun Chi was immediately dumbfounded.

The East Wing is too big!
The lacquered red carved corridor is interspersed with the word "工", connecting thousands of wing rooms into neatly arranged grid rooms. Finding Xiao Guanfeng's room is like looking for a love novel without a call number in the vast library of books. Really tiring.

The night completely covered the Xiaxi Peak, and the lantern-shaped lighting instrument hanging on the promenade was lit up. The light orange warm light was extremely soft, and the white bouquet in the hand became more delicate and fragrant.

Xiao Guanfeng was sitting in front of the long desk by the window, flipping through a scroll at random, when he heard familiar footsteps coming from the corridor outside the door, he lowered his eyelids and ignored them.

In the last row of wing rooms, at the end of the long corridor, the door openings and window panes reveal a warm yellow halo.

'It's finally here, the young master is exhausted! '

When the bouquet was tied up, Yun Chi thought of giving Xiao Guanfeng an unexpected kiss before entering the door, and then presenting flowers, um, thinking about it is very romantic.

The reality is that a person is holding the door of the house with his right hand, half of his body is paralyzed on the door frame, and after three minutes of panting, he enters the room and picks up half a cup of tea on the table and pours it into his mouth. The teapot gurgled and drank upside down, then took a long breath and walked straight to the soft couch.

It is paralyzed on it majestically.

Xiao Guanfeng looked up at her, said nothing, and continued to read with his head down.

Walking too fast, the body is overloaded, she must rest.

In just half a month, Yun Chi had already deeply realized that it's not human to make a sick and beautiful woman, and that doing whatever one wants and being arrogant is the correct way for the young master to open up.

The head buried in the pillow couldn't help but think:

'If you are not injured, you don't have to leave your mother, your clan, or your hometown.I thought that everything in Renyu was good, but I didn’t know that even the air here is stinky. Except for the delicious food, there is nothing like our Kitano.

If he was not injured, Xingshi would not be taken away. What if Naluo ruthlessly forces him to practice some bullshit acacia kungfu and turns him into a flower-picking thief who is hungry for food? That's her childhood sweetheart, she subdues the wolf clan The great general is her husband.

If there is no injury, with the means of my young master, not to mention one Xiao Guanfeng, even ten of them can be brought down...'

The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, and I scolded Ling Jianzong from top to bottom, from the inside out in my heart, killing me and delaying my consummation.

The more she thought about it, the more crooked she became. With such a deep hatred, Ling Jianzong vowed not to give up until he gave her one or two handsome men.

After he was completely relieved, Yun Chi propped his head on his side and observed Xiao Guanfeng, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth involuntarily.

'Pleasing to the eye! '

After reading a page, just about to turn to the next one, a slender and slender hand pressed on the page, blocking Xiao Guanfeng's movement of turning the page.

Then--

A large bouquet of white petals and yellow stamen Zheyan flowers slapped her face arrogantly.

"Xiao Guanfeng, Zheyan Flowers are for you. I mean more than flowers, but do you still like them?"

Some of them were too naughty, two or three petals got into Xiao Guanfeng's nostrils, and the rich pollen choked him.

This--

Looking at Xiao Guanfeng who covered his mouth and coughed lightly, Yun Chi's forehead was covered with black lines, and the smile on his face was slightly embarrassed.

The discomfort subsided, Xiao Guanfeng closed the pages of the book, put "Ling Jianzong Disciple Taboo Book" on the case, and looked up at Yunchi.

His gaze, like the night dew that just fell in the yard, was cool and full, passing through the misty cigarette, and fell into Yunchi's eyes.

It seems a little dissatisfied.

Yun Chi thought, it's not too late to make up for it.

I don't know which tendon is wrong, under Xiao Guanfeng's not-so-serious gaze, Yun Chi lifted the bouquet and slapped it on his face.

(End of this chapter)