Miss Cannon Fodder Wants To Escape Death Flags

　　 Pei Ji stood alone in the tub.

　　 Under the heat of transpiration, the boy's pale and thin skin gradually stained a light pink "color". He was not used to raising his hand and touching the warm water on his side.

　　My mother hates dirty things and orders him to take a bath every day.

　　 It takes a lot of water to wash, and she naturally doesn't want to waste time to heat up, so what Pei Ji can touch is mostly cold water directly from the river.

　　 Cold is nothing compared to scars.

　　 Pei Ji shivered from the initial trembling, and gradually became accustomed to the future. He was used to cold water, and when he was there for the first time, he felt a little restrained and uncomfortable.

　　 is no longer an icy torture, now every corner of the body is surrounded by heat, and the warm current is sweeping through the limbs, which is unreal.

　　 His body became very strange.

　　 The **** wounds disappeared, but there were many dark brown "colored" scars inexplicably-no matter what kind of appearance, they looked unpleasant.

　　 "Have you not touched hot water for a long time?"

　　 Chengying's voice sounded in his ears, and Pei Ji raised his head when he heard the words, and looked at the pitch-black long sword placed on the table.

　　 Ningning said that he had lost part of his memory. During those forgotten days, Cheng Ying, a sword spirit, had left his body and transformed into the most authentic long sword form.

　　 She didn't lie to him. When he grows up, she can really use the sword like Ningning.

　　 "Well, I haven't seen you for a long time, I still have a little--no, I miss it very much."

　　 Chengying's form has changed, and her mouth is still enthusiastic about Baba Baba: "Come on, Pei Xiaoji, call Brother Chengying!"

　　 Last night, Pei Ji and Ning Ning made an agreement that they have been poking and laughing since they got home.

　　 It could see the boy's thoughts at a glance, and couldn't hold back the ridicule, and said it happily, so it was put into the sword box by Pei Ji.

　　 If it weren't for Ningning to let it out later and let it talk to Pei Ji, Chengying would really never see the stinky boy so naive and ignorant.

　　 It was full of interest, and it was going to continue to joke, but suddenly I heard Ning Ning calling outside the house: "Jie Ji, are you finished? Staying on, the water will soon be cold."

　　 The boy who was in a daze blinked and tried to increase the volume so that she could hear: "...um."

　　*

　　 The pajamas that Pei Ji wore on her body were bought for him by Ning Ning specially to go down the mountain.

　　 At that time, his size suddenly shrunk, and it was impossible for children to wear adult robes. Therefore, before looking for the master, Ningning went down the mountain to buy some necessities suitable for children.

　　 such as shoes, snacks and various clothing.

　　 This pajama is made of sky silk and down cotton. It has the effect of containing heat. It is soft and soft to the touch, and you can feel the delicate little pompoms.

　　 is as warm as being wrapped in clouds.

　　 Ningning waited for a long time outside the house, and when he saw Pei Ji push the door out, he glanced down and was so cute that his brain was blank.

　　 Compared with the later teenagers, the boy's facial features are not as cold and gorgeous as his. There are more characteristics on the face, which belong to the child's ignorance and tenderness.

　　 He has a frail figure and a thin face. He is wrapped in that soft white pajamas, inexplicably like a cat with his paws away.

　　 The skin that was too white was as if it had been washed by snow, and the long eyelashes were left with damp water "color", and further down, there were clear black pupils without impurities, and thin lips pursed with tension.

　　 Perceiving her gaze, Pei Ji lowered her head crampedly.

Mrs. 　　 is too cute!

　　 Ningning almost reached out and "rubbed" his face, but because of fear of frightening the children, he barely restrained his right hand.

　　 She couldn't help but teasing her mind, approached him a few steps forward, and chuckled: "I played with you all day today. Should I thank Pei Ji?"

　　 The boy was stunned for a moment, and then hesitated: "Thanks...Thank you."

　　 Except for this "thank you", he has nothing to give her.

　　 This fact made him at a loss, and his heart ached. Sure enough, after a while, he heard Ningning’s voice: "Thank you not enough."

　　 The distressing loss came in an instant, but before it had time to spread, Ningning stretched out his right hand and wiped off the drop of water remaining at the end of his eye.

　　 She looked at Pei Ji's eyes, and when she laughed, her eyes were like rippling clear springs: "You should say,'Thank you sister'."

really weird.

　　 Everyone I met today was scrambling to call him "brother and sister".

　　 Chengying finally couldn't help but yelled: "Ningning! You are taking advantage of him! Don't call Pei Xiaojing, mother, I don't allow it!"

　　 The boy's long eyelashes trembled, and his thin lips lightly pinked by moisture opened slightly.

　　 Even if it was taken advantage of...When facing her, there seemed to be no reason to refuse.

　　 "Thank you—"

　　 Ningning listened attentively, watching Pei Ji face flushing in front of him, and said in a very light and slow voice: "Sister."

　　 Chengying was extremely angry, Ning Ning Chunfeng proudly, "touching" "touching" Pei Ji's wet black hair.

what.

　　 Ningsheng is complete.

　　 Ningning took Pei Ji to watch the mountains and snow today, and later accompanied him to take a stroll down the mountain with Yujian. After eating and drinking, the night is dark now, and when he finishes washing, it is time to go to bed.

　　 "Remember not to kick the quilt. If you are afraid of the dark, the candle in that corner will not be blown out."

　　 Ningning watched the child go to bed obediently, and stretched out her hand to tightly press the bedding for him: "Are you afraid if you are here alone?"

　　 She thought Pei Ji would shake her head.

　　 The boy on the bed looked at her quietly, his eyes appearing round and big on his small cheeks. He was silent for a long while, seemingly hesitant, and nodded silently.

　　 There is a faint hope in his eyes.

　　 Pei Ji has no memory. For him, the little girl in front of him is just a strange sister who has only met for a day. Ningning thought, if she asked to sleep with him, it would only make Pei Ji feel uncomfortable.

　　 She knows how to take control, and she lowered her head and said: "Then you sleep on the bed and I sit at the table to rest, okay?"

　　 Pei was silent for a moment, and his eyes darkly responded with a "Um".

The candle in the corner of 　　 was obscured by the screen, and only showed a faint gleam of light like a gauze. Pei Ji was very good when she slept, lying quietly on the bed without making a sound.

　　 Today's changes are so great that Ningning couldn't fall asleep for a while, and when she was lying on the table in a daze, she suddenly noticed a devilish energy.

……correct.

　　 Because of blood lineage, Pei Ji is occasionally invaded by demonic energy.

　　 Ningning's sleepiness that had been brewing for a long time dissipated immediately, and she looked up at the bed not far away: "Ji Ji?"

　　 No one answered.

　　 She was anxious, and walked forward, only to find that Pei Ji had slumped into the quilt, curling her body into a small ball as she did in the morning.

　　 In the light of the candlelight, a dark atmosphere overflowed from the bedding.

　　 The devilish energy surged, and the meridians of the whole body would be tortured, even as a teenager, Pei Ji had to gritted his teeth and tried his best to survive, not to mention the child who can't even accumulate energy.

　　 Ningning reached out to lift the quilt, but found that there was another force holding the quilt——

　　 Pei Ji held the quilt tightly, not allowing her to open it.

　　 "Pei Ji."

　　 There was no impatience in her tone. She was separated by a layer of quilt and gently coaxed him from a very close place: "Hey, come out."

　　 This voice is like "confusion", the boy who was tortured by the severe pain was in a trance, and he almost lifted the quilt obediently.

　　 But he didn't want Ning Ning to see himself like this.

　　 Everyone hates the demons at the moment, and only wants to kill them quickly. What's more, he is now hideous and hideous. If he is seen by others, it will only increase boredom.

　　 Pei Ji didn't want to scare her, let alone be hated by her.

　　 The turbulent devilish energy rushed and swept through the internal organs, wherever it went through was a knife-like tingling pain. Pei Ji didn't know how to relieve it, so she could only grit her teeth to bear it.

　　 He obviously...he has tried very hard not to make a sound, why did she still find something wrong?

　　 The bedding was filled with pain and darkness, the pain intensified, and the boy had begun to tremble uncontrollably.

　　 Suddenly, something sneaked in from under the bedding beside him.

　　 Ningning's hand awkwardly explored in the bed, descending from his shoulder, and finally grasped the palm of Pei Ji's palm.

　　 The breath that he had never felt before was slowly introduced into his body.

　　 Spiritual power is docile and clear, brushing away the soaring demonic energy in the body in silence. He was stunned to feel the temperature from her, and for a while forgot to tremble.

　　 When the pain subsided a bit, Pei Ji listened to her softly: "Come out?"

　　Mi "color" quilt moved slightly, the boy lowered his head and lifted the quilt, "exposing" his curled body.

　　 Pei Ji did not dare to look at him.

　　 Kenning is getting closer.

　　 Through the frightening layers of black fog, Ning Ning embraced him in his arms.

　　 "Yes... I'm sorry."

　　 Pei Ji shuddered, her voice trembling uncontrollably: "I am..."

　　He is the heir of the demons.

　　 His current appearance must be ugly, his eyes are blood-red and black, his veins are suddenly rising, hideous and terrifying.

　　 Once in the cellar, the devilish energy will also occur in short intervals. At that time, the mother would be furious, watching him coldly and desperately, while spitting out merciless irony and curses from her mouth.

　　 Demons, evildoers, monsters, and more unbearable words.

　　 After all, someone was willing to smile at him and hug him carefully.

　　 He didn't want Ning Ning to be like a mother, even touching him would feel sick.

　　 Ningning sighed in his ear: "What do you apologize for? "I'm sorry" is not used that way."

　　 "It's just a devil, it's not a big deal."

She said: "Like Jian Qi, Dao Qi, and all other "messy" auras, it is ineffective in itself. If you want to say that you really should be hated, it should be the people who use them to go on the wrong path. ——Even if it is sword energy, once it falls into the hands of bad guys, it is also annoying."

　　 How could Ningning fail to understand what he was thinking.

　　 At the beginning, Chengying lost the memory of being an ancient divine sword, which is no different from an ordinary middle-aged uncle, who knows nothing about demonic energy. When the devilish energy surged, it could not make any useful suggestions other than comforting Pei Ji.

　　 Therefore, the only source of Pei Ji's knowledge of demonic energy is his mother.

　　 How can that woman say anything good.

　　 Her heart was sour and astringent, her palms pressed against the boy's back: "You are not a bad person...I don't hate everything about you."

　　 Pei Ji's back stiffened.

　　 An endless stream of spiritual power gurgling like water, rising from the back, following the meridians, and gradually flowing through the body.

　　Ningning said to him: "I'm here, nothing will happen, don't be afraid."

　　 The soft and warm torrent swept up, wrapping the boy completely. Those humble and cowardly prayers that only appeared in dreams suddenly came true. His eyes were hot, and his long eyelashes blinked and swept down a drop of water.

　　 Pei Ji has experienced countless beatings and scolding and being surrounded by evil spirits. He has long been accustomed to pain. No matter how difficult it is, he can clenched his teeth and stand firm, even if he faints, he will not cry out for pain.

　　 Only this time, Pei Ji shed tears.

　　 Gentleness is always more powerful than pain.

　　 When the devilish qi receded, Pei Ji was exhausted and didn't have much energy left.

　　 Ningning wiped away tears from the corners of his eyes: "Are you sleepy?"

　　 He didn't shake or nod his head this time.

　　The weak and pale boy has a messy breath, with cold sweat on his forehead, and staring into her eyes with wet eyes, stretched out his hand, grabbing Ningning's sleeve.

　　 Pei Ji was still shy and didn't speak aloud, but Ning Ning quickly understood what he meant: "You want me to stay...with you?"

　　 Before he nodded, he was put in his arms again and lay on the bed.

　　Ningning's body is the elegant and delicate fragrance after bathing, and it is sweet. Pei Ji is used to the **** smell in the cellar and rarely can smell the sweet fragrance.

　　 is incredible, her body is actually softer than a quilt.

　　 Pei Ji pressed closer subconsciously, and heard Ningning chuckle: "Go to sleep."

　　 She said: "Pei Ji, have a good dream."

　　 The boy closed his eyes and leaned closely against her.

　　 Pei Ji did not tell her that all the dreams he had had were not as good as today.

　　*

　　 Ningning slept shallowly, and in the middle of the night, she was awakened silently by a very slight movement.

　　 The candlelight went out somehow, through the moonlight, she saw Pei Ji's face.

　　 She is more familiar with the face of the young man Junxiu.

　　 He suppressed his voice very low: "Wake you up?"

　　 Ningning was hugged by him, drowsy: "When did you wake up?"

　　 Like she did before, Pei Ji "touched" "touched" her head: "Not long ago."

　　 Compared with the body, Pei Ji’s memory must be restored first.

　　 Ningning fell asleep at the time. Although he closed his eyes when he lost his memory, he did not fall asleep——

　　 When he was a child, he had never been held to sleep, not to mention her lingering sound remained in his ears, every moment was precious, and Fei Ji was willing to fall asleep.

　　 Then the memory was restored. He sensed the movement of the spiritual power in his body, got out of bed secretly, took off his clothes, and put on the original nightgown.

　　 There are so many of them today, all of which remain clearly in my mind.

　　 He carefully hid the petal in the cabinet and couldn't help but "touch" it for a long time, thinking about how life would have become if he had met her earlier.

　　 But fortunately, he met Ningning when he was a teenager.

　　 Pei Ji did not want to live under her protection, he wanted to protect her.

　　 Ningning was only half right.

　　 Even if he has the power to surpass the mountains, rivers and seas, he will always succumb to her gentleness willingly.

　　 "Ningning."

　　 In his voice, there is still the dumb cry of not long ago. It was originally a clear and clean voice. At this time, there is a little more coquettish softness, and he whispers: "I like you so much."

　　 "I knew it a long time ago."

　　 Pei Ji's chest tremors slightly when she speaks, and even the slightest tremor can be clearly perceived by Ning Ning.

　　 She became sleepy and whispered jokingly: "Why, did you find that you like me so much today?"

　　 "No."

　　 Pei Ji lowered his head and stepped back so that he could see Ningning's face.

　　 In the long silent night, her eyes seemed to glow.

　　 "I like you every day."

　　 He put his lips on her forehead and moved it gently and slowly. The winter night was cold and dark, and the temperature on her thin lips passed through her skin, and the touch seemed extra real and strong.

　　 The heat finally covered the girl's lips.

　　 Pei Ji's force is very light, she touches it intentionally and then removes it, like a lingering spring rain, pattering and irritating.

　　 In his tone, I don’t know when there is a little more unspeakable desire: "Tonight is different."

　　 The spring rain was violent, and it fell heavily.

　　 The chaotic breaths are intertwined with each other, and it is impossible to tell which side they come from. Pei Ji heard the long breath that sounded in the night, and Ning Ning in his arms grasped his shirt tightly.

　　 He was almost unable to contain the turbulent thoughts.

　　 I want to get close to her, I want to kiss her, I want to tell her this joy, there are too many thoughts like this, and they are about to overflow from my chest.

　　 After the kiss, Ningning was already blushing.

She has gradually become accustomed to kissing, although her heart rate will speed up, but she will not be so nervous that she dare not move as she used to. She is secretly adjusting her breathing, wanting to ask him what is different tonight, and suddenly heard Pei Ji panting slightly and calling. The sound "Ningning".

　　 He likes to call her name very much, two simple overlapping sounds, always with a gentle nasal sound.

　　 Pei Ji kissed her forehead for a while, Xu felt that the next sentence in his heart was almost frivolous, using the unique, serious and serious tone of Jianxiu: "Tonight...it's hard to help it."

　　 He didn't know what he thought of, but he suddenly stopped.

Under the "color" of the moon, a beautiful red rose on the boy's cheeks.

　　 Pei Ji twitched the corners of her mouth, and made a low, grinning sound from her throat, gently pressed Ningning's lips, rubbed her lips, and said in a dumb voice.

　　He said, "Sister."

　　 Ning Ning:...

　　 Who is taking advantage of whom?

　　 The ears and blood "liquid" exploded heavily, and Ningning curled up her toes very stubbornly, almost melted by the heat on her face.