Duanhua's arm froze in the air, and after a while, he slowly let it go.

Since I can remember, no one has ever been so close to him. The feeling is very weird, it can't be said to be disgusting, and naturally it can't be called liking.

He lowered his head and saw Zixi's little white hands, which were tender and tender.Her arms were not enough to wrap around his waist, but she hugged him very stubbornly, even if she couldn't wrap his whole waist in her arms, she never let go, her hands tightly clutching his clothes sleeve of a robe.

His heart was moved, and it didn't feel bad to be relied on like an elder.

"It's okay if you don't go to the quiet room." [

Duanhua grabbed Zixi's soft little hand, and with a little effort, dragged her out from behind.Regardless of Zixi's willingness or not, she dragged her to the small building slowly.

Zixi tried to struggle but couldn't break free, so she just obediently followed the master.

She raised her head and saw the upper body of the master at once. The long black hair was like a waterfall, the lines of the shoulders were beautiful and soft, and the face as white as jade was elegant and elegant, but it was still far away from her eyes, like a ghost from the nine heavens. The gods, majestic, holy, can only be looked up to.

"From now on, except for going to bed at night, you are not allowed to leave the teacher's sight."

Duanhua took Zixi's little hand and walked up the steps of the promenade, with smooth steps and elegant clothes.

Uncle Feng stroked his chin subconsciously, watching the backs of Duanhua and Zixi disappear at the end of the corridor.

No matter what color or style of clothes the young master wears, it is a beautiful picture scroll, with a fairy appearance and strong character, which makes people look up to him infinitely.The young master was standing beside the young master... Strange, he didn't feel mediocre anymore, he looked like a little fairy boy under the cactus.

Uncle Feng was puzzled, thinking how could a mediocre person suddenly become immortal?In the end, he came to a conclusion - only the back of the young master's body can be seen.

******

Zixi's constant companion Duanhua finally got his wish, and under Duanhua's strict supervision, he was copying books and endorsing books all the time.Duanhua didn't lock her in the quiet room again, but he found a new way of punishment.

The two-finger-wide bamboo board landed on Zixi's tender palm with a "slap", and Zixi screamed "ah", leaving a red mark on the palm of her hand.

"Master...it hurts..."

Zixi looked at the expressionless Duanhua with tears shining, clenched her small hands into her arms to protect her.

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