Little tiger happy to become a god

Chapter 76 The confrontation between Jimoli and Chu Ci (5)
Moreover, Jimoli stared fiercely at Yue'er's dripping cherry-like lips, and the picture of that painting inexplicably appeared in his mind, Chu Ci in red, Yue'er in pink, and the touching lips all showed the two intimacy and ambiguity.The exquisite lines, the gorgeous color palette, and the affection and nostalgia overflowing from the whole painting, all made him wish to cut that Chu Ci into pieces right now.

Jimo Li's dark eyes gradually deepened, and he finally said, "When will he kiss you?"

Yue'er was thrown into the water. At this moment, a pair of small hands were being grabbed by Jimoli on the pool. At that moment, she felt Jimoli's killing intent again.The grievance in my heart deepened, I wanted to kill myself, why didn't I do it earlier?Hearing Jimo Li's cold words at this moment, he was taken aback, not understanding what it meant?what kiss what?I couldn't figure it out, but I really didn't want to ask, I turned my head, my mouth was tightly pursed, and I didn't speak.She is also dignified.

When Jimoli saw how she behaved, he felt even more furious, and wanted to hide it from him?His jet-black eyes were deeper than bottomless. He looked at Yue'er who made his teeth itch in front of him. He was so angry that he couldn't figure out why he was confronting this little purple tiger here.Just because she picked it up by herself?Just because of the hundreds of years I have lived with her?Just because you like the feeling of staying with her?Just because you think she should belong to you?
When did he become like this?Want to trap her, want her to just look at him, want her to stay in his arms.It's just a little purple tiger, why did he let himself down to this point?Jimo Li suppressed his raging anger and jealousy, and somewhat panicked against the emotion that made him unable to lose himself.

He raised his head, took a look at Yue'er, walked out the door, and flew to the fairyland, leaving only the fluttering clothes and the cold breath.There is also a cold sentence: "Don't let her step out of this bedroom."

Everyone froze for a while, then hurriedly stepped into the bedroom, and found Yue'er in the white jade pond.She was wearing a pink wide-sleeved fairy dress made of cloud brocade, which was drenched at the moment and was sticking to her small and exquisite body, outlining a soul-stirring curve. One breath, full of suffocating charm.

The two men, Qiming and Huaxuanji, had already looked away in embarrassment, and after making sure that Yue'er was fine, they hurriedly backed out.Only Wen Zhihan and Long Zhishui stared blankly, unable to look away.

Jiu Jian hurriedly picked her up, let her sit on the bed covered with layers of smooth and soft brocade quilts, cast a spell to dry the water on her body, and stretched out his hand to cut her black hair, finally couldn't help saying: "My lord has always been very gentle and considerate to Miss Yue'er, why did she go too far this time and leave her here and not allow her to go out!"

Peacock nodded at the side in agreement: "However, I feel that with the killing intent of Luoshui Shangshang just now, I thought Miss Yue'er was about to die..." The breath just now made them so shocked that they couldn't even move. dare not move.

Jiu Jian interrupted her: "How is it possible? Everyone can see how our Patriarch treats Yue'er. How could he kill Yue'er if he loves her so much?"

Yue'er's small mouth, which had been pursed all the time, moved when she heard these words, and said, "He likes me very much?" Why would he want to kill her if he likes her?If you like her, why don't you go find her?
Nine Swords nodded affirmatively: "Need to say? Sure."

Yue'er didn't speak any more, her two little ears drooped weakly, her big eyes lost their usual expression, and there were two bags of tears that didn't fall down, her little face was blank, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Several people met and didn't know what to say for a while.Long Zhishui just wanted to take a step forward and talk to her.Jiu Jian hurriedly stopped him, and said helplessly to Zhishui and Wen Zhihan: "Just now the master sent an order through sound transmission, no man is allowed to enter. Otherwise, I will pay for my crime with my life."

Zhishui and Wen Zhihan froze, they could only look at Yue'er reluctantly, and retreated helplessly.

Jiu Jian came back to see Yue'er still obediently sitting by the bed, not as light and happy as before, and said with a smile: "Miss Yue'er, what are you thinking?"

Yue'er shook her head, and came in after a moment of silence: "I want to sleep." Jiu Jian's mouth twitched, it doesn't have to be so obvious to chase people away, so he said: "Then the subordinate and the peacock will retreat first." Saying that, he backed out with the peacock, closed the door, and stood by the door to guard.

Yue'er waved her hand to bring the nightgown from Nei Ding, quickly changed into it with the fairy method, then lay down on the soft quilt, and fell asleep.

But Jimoli, who was flying fast, was still thinking about it at this time, and he already regretted leaving in a hurry, wondering if she would catch a cold?Did you come out of the pool?Did you cry?But a voice said again, it's just a little tiger, why is he so entangled in all kinds of troubles?

After struggling like this for almost half a stick of incense, Jimoli finally compromised with himself, stopped his figure, stood in the air, waved his hand lightly, and a light circle like the surface of a lake appeared in front of his eyes. Through the light circle, only Yue'er could be seen He had already changed into his nightgown, and was lying on the bed with his mouth slightly open, sleeping soundly.Jimo Li's slightly frowned sword eyebrows slowly relaxed, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, as expected he was someone who didn't think about anything, he was entangled and irritable here, and she had already fallen asleep.

A month later.

Yue'er was sitting on the small window sill in a daze. For a blind person, daze is the most important thing in the day besides sleeping and eating.It is the cold season in Wu Diezhou at the moment, and there is some light snow falling outside. For people with cultivation base, no matter whether it is hot or cold, it will not affect them.

Yue'er stretched her two little hands out of the window sill, quietly waiting for the snow to fall.The cool touch on her hands reminded her of the 300-year-old Luoshui Mountains, where there was snow all year round. At that time, she was lying on Jimoli's hands, but she had never felt so lonely and cold.Maybe it's a change of mind.Yue'er was dumbfounded, thinking that Jimoli really only treated him as a pet, like the Lord of Yingzhou Mountain treated Qinglan.

Jiu Jian and Peacock stood by the door, silently looking at Yue'er who was in a daze, and looked at each other, seeing helplessness and pity in each other's eyes.Poor Miss Yue'er actually stayed in this bedroom for a month without ever stepping out of the door.And Jimoli also sent voice transmissions every day to ask about Yue'er's situation.Everyone knows that little Zihu and Shangshen are at odds...

A cool voice came from behind: "You don't need to guard." Jiu Jian and Kong Que hurriedly turned their heads, listened to Jimo Li's words, and bowed to leave.

Jimoli stood by the door, looking at Yue'er's small figure on the window sill with dark eyes, finally couldn't help it, walked to Yue'er's side, pulled her outstretched little hand back, and gently squeezed the small hand on it. Slap off the snowflakes, hug them up, use your spiritual power to make Yue'er warm.

"Xueliang, don't play."

(End of this chapter)