I just want to add some practice in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 25
"Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao, you really don't know etiquette and shame, and even kissed her actively, bah, you are shameless." Xiaoxiao scolded herself secretly, covering her face and running all the way back to her room.

Sitting in front of the bronze mirror.

You can clearly see yourself in the mirror.

His face was like a burning cloud.

Slowly stretched out her slender and slender hand, and touched her cheek.

Eh.

Very hot.

Eggs can be boiled at this temperature.

She quickly withdrew her hand.

He patted his heart, and suddenly noticed that the sound of his heartbeat was extremely violent.

Concentrate quickly, trying to control and let the emotions return to calm.

As a professional killer, she is very good at controlling her heartbeat, but this time it was out of control, and she couldn't control it at all.

"My heart is beating so fast, I feel like I'm going to jump out, Wan Duzi, I have feelings for him..."

Xiaoxiao sat in front of the bronze mirror with a face full of bewilderment, and couldn't help roaring in her heart:

"Ah, I'm a killer, how can a killer have feelings."

"My goal is to retire before the age of 30. Don't mess around with everything. Don't be fooled by the rhetoric of the thirteenth prince."

"He is a veteran of flowers, and he is best at deceiving little girls. I must not be fooled."

"You have to keep your eyes open."

"Be firm in your own goals and never compromise. Anyone who shakes my retirement plan will be slashed."

"That's right, I'm Xiaoxiao, I'm the killer Xiaoxiao, the purpose of my coming here is..." Xiaoxiao tried to hypnotize herself in front of the bronze mirror, but the image of herself kissing the thirteenth prince just now popped up in her mind.

The bold words and lofty ambitions were instantly forgotten.

She leaned down on the table with a dejected face.

Hit the head hard.

Because the picture of kissing His Highness the Thirteenth Highness was imprinted in her mind like a knife and axe, and she couldn't get rid of it.

Leaving aside the identity of a killer, it feels quite strange to recall the kiss just now.

Heart itching.

Endless aftertaste.

Xiaoxiao quickly shook her head and said:
"No, I can't think about it any longer. I have to stay away from the Thirteenth Highness. As long as I can't see it, I will definitely suppress the ignited feelings over time. But in the Prince's Mansion, I can hide it ?"

"Shouldn't be able to hide."

"Well, I quit this task, I have to leave the Prince's Mansion quickly."

"If I stay here again, I will definitely lose myself, maybe I will give myself to him."

Xiaoxiao packed her things immediately.

Take out all the money saved by the mansion and put it in the bag, planning to find a reason to leave the mansion later, and never come back, no, you can't stay in the capital city.

Or run as far as you can, stay away from the Thirteenth Prince.

Sudden.

"Cuckoo..."

Xiaoxiao heard a familiar voice, turned her head to look, and there was a flying pigeon by the window.

"The pigeon should belong to His Highness Thirteenth."

Xiaoxiao quickly put down the burden, ran over in two or three steps, and grabbed the pigeon.

He took off the letter from Flying Pigeon's feet and opened it. The writing on it was very ugly, probably written by His Royal Highness the Thirteenth Highness with his left hand.

Xiaoxiao couldn't help complaining:
"It's really idle to fly pigeons to pass letters so close."

Tucao returns to Tucao.

But read the letter carefully:
"Xiaoxiao, this is the first time you kiss me. I don't know how to express the joy in my heart, so I have to write you a letter."

"Although there were girls who kissed me before, their purpose was not pure. They were all for my money. You are different. You give me a completely different feeling. Although you don't say it, I can feel you. please me."

"It's the first time I've met a girl who really likes me. I'm very happy, as happy as a child. It made me giggle for a long time."

"Who likes you." Xiaoxiao snorted coldly, and said angrily, "Don't get close to your face."

Make a complaint.

Read on for the contents of the letter:

"I didn't expect that such a useless, careless waste would be liked by girls one day. Thank you, Xiaoxiao, this feeling is very good."

After reading this, Xiaoxiao showed a faint smile, and said, "Who would say that he is a waste? Besides, you are not a waste. Leaving aside the matter of eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, you have advantages, such as..."

Ok.

Did not expect his advantage.

There are quite a lot of disadvantages.

She muttered and laughed to herself.

Continue to read the content of the letter:
"The girl I like also likes me. I think I am the happiest person in the world, bar none."

"Xiaoxiao, thank you for giving me this feeling."

"A feeling I've never experienced before."

"Xiaoxiao, do you know that now I..."

After reading this, it stopped abruptly, and the content of the letter was gone.

Obviously, His Highness Thirteenth has not finished writing this letter.

Xiaoxiao's face darkened.

Forgive him for the thought that he wrote with his left hand.

He sat obediently by the window, holding his face in a daze, waiting for the next pigeon to fly.

After a while, a cooing pigeon landed by the window.

Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up, and she carefully took down the letter to continue reading:

"Xiaoxiao, do you know? I'm... hungry now."

"My right hand is injured and is still being bandaged. I can't move for a short time. I'm used to eating with my right hand, and my left hand can't always pick up vegetables. Can you come and feed me?"

"Eh..." Xiaoxiao's face was full of black lines, and she didn't want to complain, "Damn you, you can't afford vegetables, but you can write quite well."

But after all, she still walked out of the room.

Anyway, His Highness Thirteen's hand was caused indirectly by her, if it wasn't for Feige's message, he wouldn't be injured, and he couldn't leave him alone, at least he had to heal his injury before running away.

Correct.

That's it.

When he recovers from his injuries, he must leave here.

Never compromise.

This is my principle.

(End of this chapter)