Spread joy in the arms of the cold male god

Chapter 238 I Sew It

The climate was dry in the morning, and the sun shone through the cracks into the house, which was warm and dispelled the chill of autumn.

At this time, the half-hidden wooden door was gently pushed open.

The little girl hurried in with a large bouquet of pink roses: "Madam, a courier just delivered it, saying it was for you, but there was no signature."

Su Lingling leaned against the wine table and lazily hooked her hands, "Bring it here and let me have a look."

The little girl handed over the flowers.

There is also a beautiful little note in the pink rose: Miss Su, take it.

She didn't even lift her eyelids, and waved her hands, without any nostalgia, "Take it and throw it away."

"Ah???" The little girl Xu was stunned, motionless.

The package of this bouquet of flowers is exquisite and expensive, at least it costs several thousand yuan.

Just throw it away? ? ?
Seeing that the little girl didn't move, she asked lightly, "Why? Do you like it?"

"I……"

Just as he was talking, a gust of wind blew in suddenly, and the bell at the door rang.

Before I saw him, I heard his voice first, "Miss Su, you are so extravagant."

Si Zhengting was wearing a brand-name suit, and a pair of black leather shoes under his feet. The neckline was slightly open, revealing the unwrinkled white shirt inside. Just a ray of sunlight reflected on his jawbone impartially, making it even more angular. The contour lines are also inexplicably soft.

When the little girl saw his handsome face, she couldn't help but trembled nervously holding the bouquet of flowers: "Si...Young Master Si."

Su Lingling wasn't surprised by his appearance, but raised her eyebrows: "What? You gave me that bouquet of flowers?" She clearly had made up her mind, but she deliberately asked.

He hooked his lips noncommittally, "Guess."

But she was obviously not interested in continuing to play with him, so she casually pointed in the direction of the door: "This store is closed today, didn't you see the sign outside?"

"How should I put it, I can be regarded as half the boss of Yulong Pavilion. In this world, there is no reason to drive the boss away?" His eyes slowly fell on the little girl, "Is that right?"

That sinister gaze stared at the little girl like a light on her back, and even a little cold sweat broke out on her forehead. She swallowed unconsciously, looked nervously at Su Lingling, and then at Si Zheng. Ting, one side is water, the other is fire, water and fire are incompatible, she can't offend anyone, she is a bit embarrassed in the middle, hesitated for a long time, but still can't answer this question: "I...I..."

Gradually, he lost all his patience, "Get lost."

"Yes, Young Master Si..." The little girl immediately agreed, and without daring to say a word, she fled away with flowers in her hands in relief. This place is a terrible hell, and if she stays for another second, her life will be shortened for half a year.

After leaving, only Su Lingling and Si Zhengting were left in the empty hall.

She yawned lazily, picked up the teacup, held the lid with her jade fingers, gently brushed the heat, and said casually: "Why are you scaring the little girl?"

He didn't answer, took the hot tea in her hand, blew on the white smoke, and finished drinking it in one gulp, "It's so fucking bitter."

"..."

She held the teapot, poured another cup, and secretly sarcastically said, "Don't stay here if you think it's bitter, there are many places that are not bitter."

But he smiled hesitantly, "Coincidentally, I prefer to drink bitter."

"Don't you know that bitterness can shorten a person's lifespan?"

"Scaring me?" His eyebrows and eyes were unruly, "You are not afraid of losing your life as a woman, so what am I afraid of as a big man?"

Su Lingling pursed her lips and smiled lightly: "Pure Yang cures suffering, and it shortens a man's lifespan."

"...you studied medicine?"

She shook the teacup and stared intently at the sequins on her nails that she had made a few days ago, "Life is too bitter, and it's not a bad thing to lose one's life."

However, he tapped the table twice with his finger bones, "Unreasonable."

She smiled nonchalantly: "Maybe."

Although her mouth was still very poisonous, her tone was significantly gentler than before.

This is not his illusion.

At that time, the bright sunlight rushed into every corner through the gaps, and the floating dust gradually settled in the air. Suddenly, Si Zhengting asked unhurriedly, "My amulet...you sewed it, Right?"

In this world, no one can touch his amulet.

Except for her.

This amulet has been worn for a long time, think it has been more than 20 years, the thread has been disconnected, but accidentally found it intact when changing clothes.

Although the lines are not as detailed as the original ones, they are still well-behaved.

Hearing this, Su Lingling's hand playing with the teacup suddenly stopped, and she was surprised that the tea was cold, and she boiled the water again. Amid the sound of slowly boiling water, she murmured softly, "Yes, I sewed it."

She admitted it readily.

"why?"

"If the thread is broken, just sew it up. How can there be so many reasons in this world?"

The water boiled, and the curling white mist blurred each other's outlines.

But Si Zhengting's expression was really not clear, "Aren't you afraid of death if you dare to touch my amulet?"

"It's going to kill me anyway." She spread out her palm indifferently, "If you want it, take it."

The atmosphere became more and more anxious. At the same time, another gust of wind blew in, and the bell rang.

"Sister, I bought your favorite food...Huh? Brother, are you here?"

Si Zhengchen was carrying the bag in his hand, and as soon as he entered the room, he felt the freezing temperature around him, which was a bit colder than the cold autumn outside. He smiled awkwardly: "You... what are you doing... ? Are you fighting?"

Seeing him coming, Su Lingling finally smiled, with gentle eyes, "Ah Chen, you're here, come and sit beside my sister, I'll make you a cup of tea."

This attitude is a 180-degree change.

Books are not turned as fast as her face.

Si Zhengting felt very uncomfortable suddenly. She was always so gentle to others, but she was extremely cold to him. The tea in her house is fucking bitter."

"..."

She sneered: "That's why some people are not lucky."

He ignored it, "Ah Chen, listen to me, this bitter taste will shorten one's lifespan, so don't drink it."

Actually learned how to speak from her...

Su Ling was furious: "Si Zhengting! Shut your fucking mouth and curse you, Chen."

"Didn't you tell me that?"

"That will cut your life, okay?"

"I don't care."

"That's fine, I'll change to fruit tea, it's definitely not bitter."

"..."

Si Zhengchen stood aside, wiping his sweat silently, it seems that he came at a bad time.

"Hey, brother, sister, stop arguing, I finally came to Beicheng once, do you welcome me?"

"Why? My sister is very happy that you can come." After a pause, Su Lingling glared at Si Zhengting, "Unlike some people, I don't welcome you here."

Si Zhengting: "..." Who the hell does it mean?
(End of this chapter)