Flower Stealing Master

Song Qingshu got into the bed and directly peeked in from the hem of her clothes as usual, and hugged the other party: "Zhiruo...Huh?"

If it were before, sometimes he might not be able to discover anything when he was enthusiastic about his brain, but with his current cultivation level, seeing things in the dark as day, and feeling people is often not just using eyes, but also remembering a person’s aura. .

What's more, the size is different...cough cough, the fragrance in the hair is different.

He immediately noticed the anomaly: "Yuan...Miss Yuan?"

Yuan Ziyi had just waited for Zhou Zhiruo to come back, but she didn't know that the other party hadn't come back. She fell asleep in a vague way, and was suddenly hugged. Her first reaction was that Zhou Zhiruo was back.

I wondered why the elder sister behaved like this, it turned out to be like this...

However, she immediately realized that the aura around her was different, and the other person's hand was definitely not a woman's hand. When she thought of a man hugging herself like this, all her sleepiness was awakened instantly.

She was about to exclaim and was about to wave her palm to attack the opponent, but when she heard the opponent's voice, her movements were also frozen: "Song... Brother Song?"

Song Qingshu looked at the door subconsciously, thinking that he had gone wrong, but he glanced at the room and he was obviously right: "Why are you here, Zhiruo?"

Yuan Ziyi was completely blank at this time, and subconsciously replied: "Senior Sister asked me to come and sleep with her tonight. Just now she said it would be convenient...I...I..."

Hearing the incoherent language of the other party, Song Qingshu immediately understood what was going on. It was mostly Zhiruo who tried to bring the two together, deliberately designing this way.

He considered the sentence and explained: "Well, Miss Yuan, I'm really sorry, I didn't expect it to be you..."

Yuan Ziyi's trembling voice came from the darkness: "Big Brother Song, can you take your hand away first?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't react for a while." Song Qingshu hurriedly retracted his hands. To hide his embarrassment, he sat up on the bed with a flick of his fingers, and a gust of pure Yang Qi hit the oil lamp. See the light.

As the light came on, Yuan Ziyi's flushed face also appeared. She was holding the quilt against her chest, looking at him aggrievedly, her eyes were watery, as if tears were about to fall at any time.

Song Qingshu had a headache: "I'm really sorry, I swear to God, it's really not intentional."

"I know." Yuan Ziyi said suddenly.

Song Qingshu was taken aback

:"what?"

Yuan Ziyi sighed faintly: "If you guessed correctly, it should be designed by the senior sister."

Song Qingshu couldn't help saying, "Well, Zhiruo is not out of bad intentions, don't blame her for this, it is all my fault in the end." He was worried that Zhou Zhiruo left a grudge against Zhou Zhiruo in the other party's heart, that would be troublesome.

Yuan Ziyi shook his head: "Senior Sister estimated that this was also to match the two of us. How could I blame her, it's just...just..." She was already smart, recalling Zhou Zhiruo's various side-strikes and hints to him, and she instantly understood today. What is going on late.

Thinking that the other party was also doing her good, she naturally wouldn't feel resentful, but after all, she was a yellow-flowered girl, so it was a bit frightened to be directly like this.

She didn't know what she thought, the more she talked, the more sad she got, and tears fell.

Song Qingshu suddenly panicked: "Then don't cry, it's like I really bullied you."

Yuan Ziyi glanced at him bitterly, wondering if you were not bullied just now? Thinking of this, her tears were more turbulent.

Song Qingshu took a deep breath: "After all, it's all my sins made by my hands. How about you cut my two swords to get out of your breath?" He stretched out both hands as he spoke.

Yuan Ziyi snorted: "You know I won't cut it, but you did it deliberately."

Song Qingshu smirked and grabbed a small stool and went over: "It's true that I am not willing to be cut off. How about you smash the stool a few times? This will not make me break my hand and make you out of breath. "

Yuan Ziyi took the stool and bit her lip: "Then I really broke it."

Song Qingshu looked brave and righteous: "Smash it, to apologize, I won't resist."

Yuan Ziyi gestured twice with the stool, and finally threw it aside, and sighed, "Forget it."

Song Qingshu leaned over, "Is Miss Yuan reluctant to bear it?"

Yuan Ziyi turned his face and said, "Anyway, you have seen everything you should or shouldn't see before, and you have touched everything you should or shouldn't touch. What's the point of me hitting you again."

Hearing the loneliness in her tone, Song Qingshu was stunned, and then he remembered the previous two people. Although they were accidental, they were indeed closer than many couples.

Now, it’s impossible for a woman to take the initiative to say anything. He just went over and grabbed her by the shoulder and asked her to face him, looking at her big tearful eyes, and said in a deep voice: "I

This person is a bit distracted. I didn’t say anything before that I was afraid of delaying you, but I thought about it, this idea is too hypocritical, if you really choose someone else, I will definitely not be able to stand it, so if you want to, the rest of your life I will take care of you. "

Yuan Ziyi trembled all over. He didn't expect that the other party would suddenly say this to her. The window paper in the middle of the two was finally pierced. Her heart was beating fiercely, but she couldn't help but said, "What if I don't want it? "

She regretted this as soon as she said it. She was envious of Kasli’s innocent nature before, and said whatever she could think of, without the slightest scruples. She had warned herself many times in her heart, and sometimes she should not say something with her temper If you talk duplicity, you will suffer in the end.

But when things happen, she still can't change this habit. Her lips are slightly open, and she wants to explain it, but she is always proud, thinking that it is a bit embarrassing for Grandpa to send herself here. Don't really make a rush to others. The look on the body.

The big deal is that I will go back and inherit Master’s mantle and become a monk.

Thinking of that ending, her expression was filled with sadness.

Song Qingshu was also taken aback. Obviously she didn't expect her to answer this way, but after getting along for so long, she roughly understood what her temperament she was, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth: "It's useless if you don't want it. Anyway, I don't allow you to marry except me. Anyone outside."

Yuan Ziyi never expected that the other party would be so domineering, but it was this kind of dominance that made her completely relax, because she didn't need to struggle anymore, and she didn't need to take the initiative to express her mind.

Song Qingshu gently held the girl’s chin with his fingers. I have to say that Yuan Ziyi is really beautiful, with thin eyebrows as pale as a distant mountain, and her phoenix eyes became more and more beautiful because of the first tears, and the skin on her face was as pure as the first snow. The ruddy and delicate sakura mouth looked more and more charming under the candlelight, and people couldn't help but bite them when they saw it.

Feeling that the other person's face is getting closer and closer to him, Yuan Ziyi's brain is blank. Should he refuse, but what if he really makes him misunderstand that he doesn't like it? But if you don't refuse, will you appear to be unreserved?

Her heart was struggling, but her eyes were slowly closed, leaving only the trembling eyelashes to show how uneasy she was at this time.

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A few days ago, it was quite long, and many readers said that the pace was too fast to bear. Now that it is so slow, wouldn’t it seem too slow? ~~!