Pluto's Favorite: Miss Nine

Chapter 253
She has completely become Miss Yun Jiu, and is in perfect harmony with this body.

Memories that did not belong to her came one after another, entrenched in her mind as if they were deeply rooted.

When she recovered from that memory, her whole body was completely transformed.

Looking around, there was no sign of Yuan Ji, and the water on the copper pot was still warm, so it must have been out not long ago.

Pushing open the door, the breeze blew in, carrying a sweet floral fragrance.

Across the sycamore leaves, Yuan Ji sat silently on the bluestone platform, dressed more than snow, indifferent and elegant.

Charcoal was burning on the small red clay stove, and the hot water in the copper pot kept tumbling, and the cup in his hand had already bottomed out. He lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he raised his head slowly, smiled at her, poured a cup of tea, and said, "Sit, drink."

The two got along for a long time, and the politeness faded away.

She was not shy, and sat down generously: "Thank you, sir."

At this moment, she was a little thirsty, so she picked up the tea and took a sip, the light tea fragrance came to her nostrils, the mouth was soft, and her mouth was fragrant.

good tea!But not like the old days.

"What kind of tea is today?" Yuan Ji likes to drink tea, from tea picking to baking, he does it all by himself.

"Acacia!" Simple two words.

A moment of silence.

Yun Chuxi glanced at the drinker indifferently, his brows were gentle, peerless, when he was silent, his indifference and indifference, like the gods and Buddhas above the nine heavens, were unattainable and unattainable.

However, when he smiled, his exquisite face would reveal a fatal temptation.

She withdrew her gaze and licked her lips: "Is there anything you want to ask me, sir?"

Since he knew that she was a lonely soul, wouldn't he be curious about her past?
He smiled softly, stretched out his hand, brushed away the fallen flowers in her hair, and looked at her with blue eyes for a moment: "What do you want me to ask you?"

Being looked at by him like that, her heart beat violently, she felt uncomfortable all over, she picked up the teacup as if nothing had happened, took a sip, hesitated for a while, and asked: "Master Priest, I am not curious about my identity, who it is, and where I came from." ?”

"Who doesn't have a secret in their hearts. If you want to say it, you can tell me. If you don't want to say it, the deity will only increase each other's troubles if you ask me?"

Yun Chuxi laughed a few times, a delicate old fox.

For the sake of this, it is natural to say it, but it can't tell the whole story.

After pondering for a moment: "My real name is Yun Chuxi, the helm of the Yun clan. I was 21 years old when I died, and I have a three-year-old son..."

She gave a general account of her past life experience, including how she died, how she activated the taboo technique, and how she traveled to this place.Of course, she mentioned everything about her son, after all, it was a forbidden area that she could not touch.

The existence of her son is a mystery, and his physique is different from ordinary people, so no matter how much she trusts Yuan Ji, she is unwilling to open her heart in this respect.

Yuan Ji listened to her explanation, and answered the eight words coolly: "It is not good to meet people, and it is not clear to know people."

She rolled her eyes: "No sympathy."

"The superior should be decisive and strategizing. Wisdom! Courage! Ability! You are not inferior, but you are soft-hearted. You know that those people will be bad for you, but you let them go because of family affection. So, Only then will it lead to the tragedy of the previous life..."

He paused, and his tone was cold: "Little girl, you have to know that the white-eyed wolves in this world are not familiar with them, they are dormant by your side, not to repay you, but to take advantage of your unpreparedness and wait for an opportunity to bite you. Kindness is a virtue, but it depends on whom!"

(End of this chapter)