Chapter 298
Mu Daiyao paused with her hand to close the door, blinked her eyes slowly, and managed to see clearly who the person walking over was.

"Ji Zhixu?"

She muttered something in a low voice, taking advantage of the drunkenness and taking advantage of the distance between the guy and her, she widened her eyes and began to observe unscrupulously.

The snow outside is getting bigger and bigger, and the snow in the yard is already very deep, but Ji Zhixu's footsteps on the snow are still very steady. When he walks, his clothes are billowing, and he looks very special in the white snow. striking.

As if he felt his eyes fall on him, Ji Zhixu suddenly stopped in his tracks, and slightly raised his eyes to look over.

Seeing that the person who saw him was Mu Daiyao, the indifference in Ji Zhixu's eyes disappeared instantly, and the expression on his face softened accordingly.

His eyebrows and eyes were bent, and the spring light was rippling, against the heavy snow behind him, he looked like an exiled fairy walking down from a painting.

"Bang, bang, bang."

At first Mu Daiyao thought it was coming from somewhere, but then she slowly lowered her head and listened carefully, only to realize that it was actually coming from her chest.

"Strange, why is my heart beating so fast?"

"The system thinks it's because of the host that you are moved."

A voice that sounded very familiar rang in Mu Daiyao's mind. She tilted her head, and after thinking for a long time, she asked uncertainly, "Are you, the cold-blooded system that kills thousands of knives?"

A system that suddenly knows what image it is in the host's mind by accident: "..."

"The system has no blood, so it can't be said whether it is cold-blooded or warm-blooded." The system was stuck for a while, and then said in a dull tone: "Congratulations, host, you have realized that you have developed feelings for your husband."

"What feelings? Is it because my heart beats faster?"

Mu Daiyao felt that what the system said was a bit of nonsense, who in this world would not be moved by something beautiful?
"The host still has feelings for his husband from the previous life in his heart, and it's normal to be moved. The host doesn't need to behave like a snake and scorpion."

"Fart, what kind of emotions do you understand as a system, you are not a human being."

With the help of alcohol, Mu Daiyao vented all the grievances she had accumulated against the system in her heart for a long time, and there was not a single program in the biased system that could punish her accordingly, so angry that the system simply stopped talking.

It has to wait and see, one day its host will realize that it is in love, and then it will definitely laugh at its host's stubbornness at the moment.

"Yao Niang, why don't you go inside? It's cold outside."

Ji Zhixu also approached at this time, standing quietly in front of Mu Daiyao, his voice sounded softly.

Mu Daiyao was a little slow to react after finishing the system, and after a long while, she raised her face to look at Ji Zhixu with drunken eyes.

The traces of the melting snowflakes that flew over slid down Ji Zhixu's forehead, some hung on his eyelashes, shining with light, and some slid down his hair into his slender neck, and then soaked into it. He touched his collar, making people want to find out.

"Why are you dangling around? Why do you have an older brother who looks exactly like you? Or a younger brother? No, Mr. Xiang, you obviously only have one younger sister."

There was obviously only Ji Zhixu in front of her, but somehow there were two of them again, which made her very uncomfortable.

What Ji Zhixu said made Ji Zhixu a little dazed. Fortunately, most of his alcoholism had gone, but he still subconsciously looked behind him, and there was no one else besides him.

I always feel that Yaoniang looks sober, but actually seems to be quite drunk.

"Yao Niang, can you recognize who I am?"

Ji Zhixu asked tentatively, while reaching out his hand and shaking it in front of Mu Daiyao's eyes.

"Don't shake! I'm very dizzy."

Seeing this, Mu Daiyao impatiently raised her hand and slapped the hand in front of her aside, hiccupped for a long time, and said with her tongue out, "I've already called you husband, how can I recognize you?" If I don’t come out, how many husbands can I have?”

Hearing this, Ji Zhixu's face darkened, and his tone was tainted with irrefutable meaning: "There can only be one."

"But I don't want any of them!"

However, Mu Daiyao was not used to him, she rolled her eyes unceremoniously, turned around and was about to go back to the house.

I didn't expect to hear this answer from Yaoniang's mouth, the expression on Ji Zhixu's face was obviously not very good-looking, he smiled instead of anger, leaned slightly, and tilted his head to look at her.

His ending sound was raised, as if with a small hook, "Don't you want any of them?"

Mu Daiyao, who was drunk, was a hundred times more courageous than before, held her head high, and said with great certainty: "Yes, I don't want any of them!"

What's the use if you want a husband!

Apart from embarrassing herself and causing her to die early, Mu Daiyao couldn't think of any other use anyway.

Ji Zhixu knew that drunken words should not be taken seriously, but he also believed in the old saying of telling the truth after drinking, so Mu Daiyao's repeated emphasis made his teeth itch, and his tongue pressed against his roof. The chilling smile gradually deepened.

That face, which was originally too handsome to be expressed in words, was illuminated by the dim candlelight in the room, as if a layer of golden light had been framed between his brows and eyes, and there was a lake of deep green and black in the deep eyes , "Really? I didn't know that Yaoniang had so much resentment towards me."

"Disgusted?"

How could Mu Daiyao know what Ji Zhixu was talking about, at this moment her mind was already getting confused, and what she said was thoughtless.

She just looked at the good-looking face approaching her, and subconsciously blurted out: "What's the resentment, you are so beautiful, I don't dislike you."

With just such a simple sentence, the coldness in Ji Zhixu's eyes was successfully broken.

He raised his eyes and looked at Mu Daiyao, whose cheeks were flushed from drinking. A strong and pungent smell of wine kept rushing into his nose. For some reason, his heart moved slightly, and the next second he asked calmly: "Yao Niang likes good-looking people, right?"

"Who doesn't like it? I liked it because my husband-in-law was born good-looking."

Hearing this, Mu Daiyao nodded her head, met Ji Zhixu without blinking her eyes, and confidently sold herself at that time.

Before Ji Zhixu could react, she stretched out her hand suddenly, grabbed his collar, and pulled him to bend slightly.

The two of them were so close that Ji Zhixu could clearly see Mu Daiyao's eyelashes fluttering from time to time.

If he bends down a little more, will he be able to...

(End of this chapter)

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