After the old ancestor woke up, he became a knife

Chapter 83

Finally returning to the peaceful courtyard, Bei Xiu sat in the room, rummaged through the cardboard box several times, and frowned. He remembered where the red scabbard he had bought before went.

He frowned suspiciously, and the corner of his eyes fell on the knife on the table and paused for a moment. He probably guessed something, raised his eyebrows, and looked at the cardboard box at his feet: "Red should go well with this knife." , If you lose it, just throw it away, and simply customize a new one.”

Ao Xiangwan, who did not shield her senses, opened her eyes with a subtle change in her complexion. The corners of her eyes twitched uncontrollably when she remembered the red scabbard inlaid with jewels.

Looking at the scabbard that she had kicked under the bed, she fell silent, and the other party continued: "Should I order more red scabbards to match this knife?"

Although she was talking to herself, why did Ao Xiangwan feel like the other party was talking to her? She frowned and looked under the bed.

Bei Xiu himself wanted to tease her, but when he saw her dark red figure reflected in her pupils coming out of the knife, he looked away and put his fingers on his lap.

Ao Xiangwan frowned, took out the scabbard from under the bed, and observed that the other party didn't notice this side. The candlestick beside the bed fell from the table, and the man turned his attention to this side Come here, he got up and walked towards Ao Xiangwan.

At that moment, it seemed that the other party was looking at her.

Ao Xiangwan looked at him.

The man stopped, reached out and picked up the candlestick that had fallen on the ground, straightened up with a calm expression and put it on the table.

But his eyes fell on the scabbard under the corner of the bed, he stopped his feet, lowered his eyes calmly, reached out to pick it up, and said, "So you are here, I still Thought it was lost."

He walked straight past the woman, touching the corner of her clothes with his fingers, curling his fingers slightly, and rubbing his knuckles with his thumb.

I couldn't touch her before.

Unexpectedly, it is possible now.

Is this a windfall?

Probably.

There was joy in his brows and eyes, but the corners of his lips were still pursed and uncurved. He sat on a chair and played with the scabbard that looked extremely luxurious and had an indescribable color scheme.
Out of the corner of his eye, he fell on the figure who hadn't left yet, and took off the scabbard of the knife in front of her, and replaced it with a bright red scabbard.

Ao Xiangwan: "..."

Can not bear to look.

The red doesn't match the knife at all.

This person's vision is really unique.

She left the room, Bei Xiu put the knife on the table, and looked out of the door with a serious expression, just as he thought, as long as she left, the knife would not be warm.

Since then, she has been by his side.

Bei Xiu looked away at the knife on the table, and smiled calmly, but the smile disappeared from the corners of his lips in an instant, and he rubbed his knuckles with his thumb, as if the touch from just now was still there. The black eyes were deep and serious, thinking about how to coax him if he found out in the future.

Ao Xiangwan stood in the pavilion, looking at the scenery outside but frowning absent-mindedly, feeling strange in his heart, and turned to look in the direction of that room.

Just now... Did you touch it?
She looked serious.

Beixiu didn't expect her to come back, he closed his eyes indiscriminately, restrained himself from looking in her direction, and when her fingers lightly touched his skin, he lifted the pot and poured a glass of water as usual , I always feel that I want to drink a lot now.

　I will refresh later, I always felt something was wrong just now, so I changed it a bit

　　
　
(End of this chapter)