After wearing a book, the sickly tyrant only acts like a spoiled child in my arms

Chapter 177 I'm sick, you don't care about me?
Rather than being dragged into someone's arms, it would be better to say that someone plunged his head into her arms.

Su Jiu'er still had some lingering fears about Yan Yunxiao who went crazy that night, so facing the sudden hug, her body froze involuntarily, and her palms felt cold for a moment.

Yan Yunxiao was much bigger than Su Jiuer, so he squatted like this, with his head tucked into Su Jiuer's chest, which seemed a little funny.

And her body was so stiff that Yan Yunxiao could feel the instinctive resistance from her body.

At that moment, she had the idea of ​​pushing Yan Yunxiao away.

It's just that the man in his arms tightened his arms quickly, not giving Su Jiu'er a chance to push him away.

The familiar bitter fragrance floated over, Yan Yunxiao's head pressed against Su Jiu'er's neck, and the touch of warm skin seemed to cancel out some cold memories.

Su Jiu'er sighed, reached out and patted Yan Yunxiao's back, "Okay, it's fine, let's go back."

Although someone was already curled up in Su Jiu'er's arms, Yan Yunxiao was not at all happy about his success.

Because Su Jiuer never coaxed Yan Yunlin to hug him like he coaxed Yan Yunlin, let alone cared about his reaction as before.

Unconvinced, he rubbed his head against Su Jiu'er's neck several times, and said angrily, "Jiu'er, Su Jiuer."

He really wanted to say, Su Jiu'er, why don't you give me a hug?
But shouldn't he be the one who knows the most about this?
Must have scared her that night.

Because Su Jiu'er said that he was like a hopelessly lunatic.

The behavior and appearance of a lunatic must be terrifying, right?
His heart inevitably climbed up a layer of unknown inferiority complex and loneliness.

Su Jiu'er couldn't see his expression, and couldn't guess what Yan Yunxiao was thinking now, so she responded patiently twice, "Okay, okay, I'm here, let me go, and go back with me now."

Yan Yunxiao groaned and said something for some reason before reluctantly leaving Su Jiu'er's arms.

Su Jiu'er immediately got up and turned her head, not wanting to see Yan Yunxiao's expression at all.

She tugged Yan Yunxiao's sleeve and led him out of Changle Hall.

Yan Yunxiao stared at her hand grabbing the hem of his clothes, frowned in displeasure, then grabbed her hand domineeringly and childishly.

Su Jiu'er's instinctive reaction was still to flinch.

Her hand almost broke free from Yan Yunxiao's palm, making Yan Yunxiao's heart suddenly empty.

Although he still held it in his hand in the end, he felt that Su Jiu'er's hand was stiff and cold.

It doesn't have that soft, warm feeling.

Although Su Jiu'er's hand was held in his hands like this, Yan Yunxiao felt that there was still something indescribable, which was quietly passing away.

He couldn't grasp that kind of thing.

The struggle in the hand was only for a short while, anyway, Su Jiu'er didn't force it.

She walked ahead, leaving only the round and lovely back of Yan Yunxiao's head, so far she has not looked back at him, and there is a tendency to never return.

Yan Yunxiao was too afraid of this feeling.

He was clearly in a low position, and it was just an order to keep Su Jiuer by his side. Su Jiuer was a little girl, and she couldn't leave the palace, and she couldn't leave herself.But why can't this reduce the fear of gain and loss by half?

His eyes fell on the back of Su Jiu'er's head like this, and he didn't dare to blink for too long, for fear that if he blinked, the living person in front of him would disappear.

Fortunately, the wind and snow stopped, Su Jiu'er took him all the way to the gate of Yinhua Hall smoothly, and then led him in.

As soon as she entered, Su Jiuer broke free her hand, and then saluted Yan Yunxiao, "Your Majesty, rest well tonight, I'll go back first."

Anyway, it was impossible for her to spend another night peacefully with Yan Yunxiao.

After speaking, she pushed aside the curtain and went out.

Yan Yunxiao was angry but didn't dare to vent his anger. He hurriedly chased him out, and wanted to reach out to catch Su Jiuer, but Su Jiuer avoided him.

He had no choice but to open his arms, stand in front of Su Jiu'er, frown his handsome sword eyebrows, and speak the most aggrieved words in the deepest voice.

"I'm sick, don't you care?"

Su Jiu'er ground her teeth secretly, and said to herself, are you still pretending to be me?
Is it because you can't be strong, so you have to be soft with her?

When curled up in her arms, I don't know how many times I rubbed against her arms, I really thought she didn't react at all!
"Your Majesty, I see that you are very energetic, and you still have the strength to joke with me."

She frowned slightly, she didn't like Yan Yunxiao's act of pretending to be sick.

Yan Yunxiao was at a loss for words, knowing that he hadn't succeeded in deceiving him, he couldn't help pursing his lips, and began to think about how to quibble with the next sentence.

"No, I'm just sick."

He made a naive and pale sophistry.

Su Jiu'er rolled her eyes and replied, "Since you're sick, why don't you want to take medicine?"

"If you don't take medicine, it means you're not sick. Didn't you say that you're almost fully recovered?"

She dug up the old account, and it was well-founded.

Yan Yunxiao's chest rose and fell, her thin lips were tightly pursed, and a pair of exquisite phoenix eyes stared at Su Jiu'er's face, as if she was about to burst into anger again.

But he didn't dare to get angry with Su Jiu'er anymore. Now he felt that if Su Jiu'er was more aggressive, wouldn't she even be able to talk to him?

Su Jiu'er realized that she was too imposing after she was done, she couldn't help shutting her mouth, snorted coldly, crossed her arms around her chest and turned her face away from looking at him.

Zhao Shun watched from a distance, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and thought to himself, why is there such a quarrel again?My two ancestors!

Can you stop for a while!

Yan Yunxiao's outstretched arms slowly dropped down, but his hands were already inadvertently clenched into fists.

Su Jiuer cast a glance, and silently took two steps back.

It seemed that he was very afraid that Yan Yunxiao would raise his fist and punch her.

Yan Yunxiao was pissed off by her reaction, how could he be willing to beat her!

So he let go of his fist again, held it back for a long time before angrily groaning to Su Jiuer, "Su Jiuer, you heartless!"

Leaving these words behind, he turned around and strode away from Yinhua Hall. While walking on the road, his hands subconsciously clenched into fists again.

You have to swing something to relieve your anger!
Walking to the palace road outside the Yinhua Hall, there were stone pillar lamps standing on each side, Yan Yunxiao strode forward and punched down with his fist.

"Whoa!"

One of the stone pillar lamps was broken.

Zhaoshun yelled "Ouch, hello" and was about to step forward to check if Yan Yunxiao's fist was injured, but Yan Yunxiao had already walked away angrily.

He knew that Su Jiu'er would not live under the same roof as him.

It was still a long distance from Yinhua Hall to Fuyang Palace, Su Jiuer's hands were already icy cold, and he was worried about letting her walk this distance again, so he actually wronged himself to live in her Fuyang Palace.

Yan Yunxiao didn't realize at all that now, because of Su Jiu'er's attitude, he would often give in every step of the way, and sometimes he would subconsciously reflect on himself.

(End of this chapter)