deadly mantra

Chapter 151 Let her half-heartedness finally become single-mindedness

Mo Jiudi raised his eyebrows and spoke in a leisurely tone, but with a hint of sternness:
"Not bad, not bad. Not only did the little wolf cub learn to hesitate, he even started talking like a human being and learned to hesitate."

Ji Fanyin immediately sat up straight with her arched back:
"Aru is not here."

Mo Jiudi asked in a deep voice:

"What do you mean no longer?"

Ji Fanyin looked at her nose with her eyes, her nose at her heart, and her whole body was stiff. For some reason, she felt guilty when she mentioned Leng Hongru again in front of Shui Qingchen:
"Aru doesn't know I'm here."

Mo Jiudi sneered:
"yes."

Glancing at Shui Qingchen from the corner of his eye, Mo Jiudi took out a folding fan from his sleeve and put it on the table:

"Is this fan something you lost?"

Ji Fanyin's heart trembled, and she immediately stretched out her hand in panic.

As soon as his fingertips touched the fan handle, Shui Qingchen's voice came from beside him:
"What kind of thing makes you so nervous?"

Ji Fanyin's fingertips froze and she felt the cool breeze blowing behind her, while hot sweat broke out on her forehead:

"No, it's just a worthless thing..."

The smile in Mo Jiudi's phoenix eyes deepened, revealing amusement:

"Hey~ Why is it a worthless thing? This is a token of love between you and Leng Hongru."

Ji Fanyin's eyes trembled suddenly, and she felt that the atmosphere was extremely stiff. She wished she could find a mouse hole to crawl in.

Shui Qingchen smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes and said:

"I have always collected Xiaoyin's things like treasures. How can I not admire such a symbolic thing with my own eyes, right? Xiaoyin."

Ji Fanyin's cheeks turned red from holding back, and a large amount of hot sweat streaked down her forehead and across her cheeks.

"Yes, yes..." The words seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth.

Ji Fanyin moved slowly, bit by bit, and picked up the fan very slowly.

"Hold it firmly, don't shake your hands, or you may break it." Shui Qingchen said lightly.

Ji Fanyin gritted her teeth and put the thing into Shui Qingchen's hand resignedly.

After Shui Qingchen caught it, he didn't open it immediately. He looked around carefully.

Ji Fanyin's heart trembled following his movements.

Shui Qingchen raised his eyes and looked at her intently. After a long time, he asked clearly:
"So nervous?"

"No, no... nothing. Not nervous, not... nervous at all." She felt extremely guilty.

Ji Fanyin hurriedly apologized, but her eyes were fixed on the fan in his hand and never moved away.

A smile appeared on Shui Qingchen's lips, and he lightly tapped the fan bone with his fingertips:

"If you don't want me to see it, then I..."

The ending sound was slightly prolonged, and Ji Fanyin's heart also felt high.

She swallowed, her voice trembling with nervousness:
"Then...don't you want to watch it?"

Shui Qingchen shook his head gently and smiled:
"If you don't want me to see it, then I have to see it even more."

The gentle voice, with the smile that makes people feel numb in the heart, and the smile so close makes people's eyes dazzle, and they can't help but be immersed in his gentle gaze.

however!
"Wow!" The sound of the folding fan being thrown away was like a loud noise, exploding above Ji Fanyin's head!

it's over...

It's over! It's over!

Ji Fanyin regretted that his intestines were turning green, wishing he could take that thing away immediately.

Shui Qingchen seemed to have anticipated her thoughts. He held the folding fan and glanced at Ji Fanyin.

The look was not sharp, but it made Ji Fanyin unable to move, and she watched helplessly as he lowered his head and looked at the fan.

All I saw was on the fan.

The unfamiliar handwriting reads one stroke at a time - "I have a sweetheart, his sword is like an eyebrow, the wind is like my bones, my ice heart is hard to melt, I am worried.

I'm annoyed that you don't understand, I'm worried that you don't like me, I'm tired of my loyalty. "

Shui Qingchen's dark pupils flickered suddenly, and the next moment, his long and beautiful fingers slowly closed the folding fan, and glanced at Ji Fanyin from the end of his eyes.

He had seen her handwriting, and he had seen her imitate his handwriting.

I just didn't expect that she was so cautious that she even had to forge her own handwriting - the words on this fan were her real handwriting.

Shui Qingchen put the fan back on the table, knowing very well that Mo Jiudi took out this thing now to attack his heart and test his relationship with the little guy.

"The love is profound and painstaking." Shui Qingchen said softly.

Mo Jiudi raised his eyebrows:
"that's it?"

Shui Qingchen raised his eyes and looked at Mo Jiudi:
"As a person who missed Xiaoyin blindly, what else should I do besides being grateful?"

"Grateful?" Mo Jiudi said.

Shui Qingchen smiled:

"Thanks to him for making Xiaoyin like her so much that I gave up, so I had the opportunity to meet Xiaoyin. When I drink water, I must always follow him as a warning, and I dare not relax at all. I will definitely make Xiaoyin something that others can't ask for, and let her get everything I have." Pamper her. Let her half-heartedness finally become one-heartedness."

Mo Jiudi's eyes narrowed, the surprise in his eyes flashed past, and his face sank gloomily.

His answer was simply watertight and impeccable.

Luo Zifei raised her head in disbelief and looked at Shui Qingchen blankly, her heart beating rapidly.

This was the first time she heard such touching words of love.

Ji Fanyin's whole face was flushed, she was in agitated mood, and she was a little moved, but more importantly, she was extremely happy, excited, and a little swollen in her heart.

he is her...

He is hers!

Never before had she been so sure that there was someone who belonged to her, who belonged to her wholeheartedly.

"Chenchen! I..."

Ji Fanyin's eyes filled with tears and her heart was throbbing. She opened her arms and was about to pounce on him.

Mo Jiudi's eyes twitched suddenly, and she suddenly stood up. The iron arm was like a chain, tightly binding her slim waist, and she walked towards the door without looking back:
"Don't move, I have something to ask you."

Ji Fanyin suddenly jumped away and opened her eyes wide in fright. She was about to yell when she accidentally bumped into Shui Qingchen's eyes. She was shocked by the sullenness and murderous intent in his eyes and her heart trembled. She immediately lowered her gaze.

Sure enough, he saw Qi condensing in his palms, intending to attack Mo Jiuji.

"No!" Without thinking, she opened her arms to protect Mo Jiuji and shouted, "You can't hurt Jiuji."

The fierceness deep in Shui Qingchen's eyes suddenly dissipated.

After this delay, Mo Jiudi directly put Ji Fanyin on his shoulders and flew up to the eaves. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace with Ji Fanyin.

In the room.

Luo Zifei's beautiful face was so tight that it was almost stiff.

Time seemed to have stopped from the moment Mo Jiudi took away Ji Fanyin.

The night wind swept into the room, and the flickering candlelight reflected on Shui Qingchen's angular face.

His lips pursed a line, and his deep eyes were filled with a light but extremely scary coldness.

Concubine Luo's heart trembled when she saw it.

She saw Shui Qingchen's lips raised slightly, obviously smiling, but she felt a bit of cold air blowing from his body, and the gentle aura of the past was no longer there.

Shui Qingchen lowered his eyelids, and his fine eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes.

Staring at the paper fan on the table, he said:
"I don't mean to offend Miss Luo, but I have a question, and I would like to ask Miss Luo to clarify it for me."

Concubine Luo Zi's heart was beating like thunder, and the sight of Shui Qingchen in front of her made her feel scared:
"...Master Shui, please ask."

(End of this chapter)