Master Rong gave kisses day and night, but the little ancestor drew her sword

Chapter 9

Seeing Jiang Xiao's red and swollen eyes, which obviously looked like he had cried, Rong Zhixing's heart stopped.

Jiang Xiao's nasal voice was still grumbling, hummed, and then pretended to be free and easy, "But it's okay, it's getting late, Brother Zhixing, go and rest."

"Tell me, what's wrong?"

How could Rong Zhixing just watch her wronged without asking.

"That's right..." Jiang Xiao was like a kitten, with her head almost hanging down on her lap, her voice was as low as a mosquito, "The ensemble program of our art festival has been cancelled."

Rong Zhixing: "??"

"It may be that we are not good enough, but we have been rehearsing for so long, and everyone has put in a lot of hard work. It is inevitable that the program will be cancelled. I will feel uncomfortable. I will take it easy."

How can I be better?It's because it's so good.

Rong Zhixing didn't expect that his comforting behavior would make the little girl cry.

"It's my brother's fault."

Jiang Xiao's tilted head suddenly froze, "It has nothing to do with you, Brother Zhixing, it's our own problem, you don't need to apologize."

Of course Rong Zhixing couldn't tell her the truth, otherwise wouldn't it make the little girl hate him even more?

He was a little guilty, but he also sincerely apologized. Although he drank alcohol, he was still able to control his consciousness.

He took out the carefully wrapped gift from his arms and handed it to Jiang Xiao.

"This is my brother's apology gift, forgive me after accepting it?"

This is the second time he has begged for forgiveness in such a humble way in front of Jiang Xiao.

Jiang Xiao is his bottom line, he can do anything for her, including bowing his head and admitting his mistakes.

A pair of fox eyes blinked blankly in front of him. Although the situation was unknown, when he heard that there was a gift, he finally opened it with joy.

"Wow! The design of the keys, did you choose them for me?"

Rong Zhixing looked at her shining crescent-like eyes, and the corners of his lips unconsciously evoked a doting smile.

My heart was gradually disturbed, and it was difficult to calm down for a while.

"Yes, do you like it?"

"Well, I like it." Jiang Xiao nodded heavily, all the love was beyond words.

Rong Zhixing engraved her image deeply in his mind, she was indeed still a child, a small gift would make her happy like this, promising.

The atmosphere became sweet instantly, Jiang Xiao pushed the box to him, stretched out a lotus root arm, and shook it gently in front of his eyes, "Then help me take it."

"I really can't help you, don't move." Rong Zhixing looked reluctant on the surface, but in fact his heart seemed to be stuffed with cotton candy, his heart was full of friendship, and he couldn't help but want to vent it.

In the end, I held back, the little girl was still too young, and I was afraid of scaring her. After all, I was ten years older than him, so I still had to think long-term.

Jiang Xiao's eyes never moved away from the bracelet. Jiang Ci bought her a lot of jewelry, at least hundreds of bracelets alone, but none of them were as happy as when Rong Zhixing gave her this time.

Maybe it's because I haven't seen you for a long time, and it's a temporary novelty.

When the cold fingertips brushed across the wrist, Jiang Xiao suddenly felt numb, itchy, a little hot.

Because of these turmoil, her eyes became less honest, and began to move up to Rong Zhixing's exquisite facial features carved in heaven.

Slowly tracing the contours that belong to him with his eyes, using every stroke with all his strength, as if he wants to engrave it in his heart and leave a permanent mark.

"Brother Zhixing, you are even more beautiful than when you were young. When I was young, I was wondering why there is such a good-looking brother in the world, but now you are even more beautiful, it seems that there are more, um..." Jiang Xiao stopped , touching his small chin, as if he was thinking of an adjective that suits him, his small brows were tightly frowned, and finally let go after thinking about it, "somewhat mature."

Rong Zhixing helped her put on the bracelet, and subconsciously tapped the tip of her nose with the free hand, "You little girl, do you know what maturity is?"

When he said this, Jiang Xiao was a little unconvinced, she pouted her mouth and pinched her waist, as if she wanted to argue with him, "Mature means getting older!"

"..." Rong Zhixing felt a little powerless to refute, which is also true.

It's just that there was a sudden twitch in his stomach, he frowned unexpectedly, and quickly regained his composure in front of the little girl, "Why, do you dislike elder brother for getting old?"

Jiang Xiao hugged his arm, shook it coquettishly, her mouth was as sweet as honey, "You are not old, you will always be eighteen."

Just as Rong Zhixing was about to laugh, he felt pain in his stomach, so he couldn't hold back hiss and blurted out.

Jiang Xiao was so frightened that she hurriedly let go of his arm, thinking it was hurting him.

"what happened to you?"

"It's okay, let's rest."

Only now did Jiang Xiao notice that his face was a little pale, that kind of sickly pale.

"Brother Zhixing, are you feeling unwell? Let's go to the hospital."

Jiang Xiao, who had experienced this kind of thing for the first time, began to tremble when speaking, seeing his weak appearance, he was at a loss and panicked.

"It's all right. I had a bit of a drink at the dinner party, but my stomach hurts. I'll be fine tomorrow after a good night's sleep. Be good, go back to sleep."

Rong Zhixing didn't want to scare her, so he kept enduring the discomfort in his abdomen, there was already fine sweat on his forehead, and the tips of his teeth were trembling involuntarily.

"Brother Zhixing, let's go to the hospital, shall we?"

"it is good."

Rong Zhixing has never been delicate, he used to have a stomach problem during a social gathering, and he just took some medicine and passed it. This time, he planned to follow the previous practice, but when he heard Jiang Xiao's crying voice, he subconsciously agreed .

I have to get better quickly, otherwise what should I do if the little girl cries again?
How did she grow up to be a squeamish who loves to cry?

Rong Zhixing rubbed the center of his brows, "You stay at home, brother goes to the hospital, and he will come back after getting a bottle."

"No, I will accompany you."

Jiang Xiao was too persistent, Rong Zhixing couldn't refuse at all, and finally the two went to the hospital together.

After a lot of work, Jiang Xiao finally felt relieved when he saw Rong Zhixing put on the bottle, and pulled a chair to sit in front of the emergency bed to watch over him.

Watching and watching, the eyelids were too heavy, and he fell asleep in a daze.

When Rong Zhixing opened his eyes, he saw Jiang Xiao's slender eyelashes covered like crow's feathers, as if he had dreamed of something, he suddenly groaned.

Immediately following the scratching sound, Rong Zhixing's heart felt as if a feather had been scratched by it, fine itch spread all over his body, he wanted to relieve the itch but couldn't find the specific location, it was her who stirred up the fire everywhere.

He stared at Jiang Xiao's flushed eyes, then remembered something, took out his phone, and sent Fang Yang a message.

[Notify the school that the art festival will continue with the original program. 】

In the middle of the night, Fang Yang suddenly received an enhanced notification sound from his boss in his sleep, and suddenly woke up from his dream, thinking that there was some important notification, he clicked on it, and he was not well.

In the middle of the night, don't sleep, that's all?

(End of this chapter)