They arrived in a while, in the small broken courtyard where Feng Zhijing lived.

Feng Zhijing said to Jun Zimo: "You have also sent it, is it time to go back?" I still have something to do, so I will not send it far away." After Feng Zhijing finished speaking, she walked towards her hut without looking back.

But Jun Zimo didn't seem to hear it, and continued to follow Feng Zhijing.

Feng Zhijing heard Jun Zimo's footsteps.

She paused and walked on. Feng Zhijing knows that for Jun Zimo, this person. She can't beat it, and she can't scold and scold it. So Feng Zhijing simply gave up. What should I do, I don't care about Junzimo anymore.

Feng Zhijing returned to the house, sat on the bed and began to cultivate.

Originally, Feng Zhijing wanted to take a look at the sword. As a result, Junzimo followed, and she had no choice but to cultivate first.

Jun Zimo was completely ignored, and touched his nose in embarrassment.

Seeing that Feng Zhijing had already entered the cultivation state.

Jun Zimo sat down beside Feng Zhijing boredly. Look carefully at the girl in front of you. A small face the size of a palm, and a pair of dark and shining eyes are closed. Long eyelashes, like a small fan. Snow-white skin, blown bomb can be broken. Small nose, red cherry mouth.

Feng Zhijing looks really beautiful now. It's like a beautiful piece of craft.

Jun Zimo couldn't help but reach out and touch Feng Zhijing's little face when he looked at it. The feel is delicate and smooth, which makes Junzi Mo love it.

Jun Zimo shifted from Feng Zhijing's face to her eyes and eyebrows.

Feng Zhijing felt an itch on her face. I couldn't help but open my eyes. What I saw was Jun Zimo's slender and white hand.

When Feng Zhijing opened her eyes, her eyelashes gently crossed Jun Zimo's hand, and Jun Zimo felt that his hand was itchy. He took his hand away.

Feng Zhijing couldn't control her temper anymore, and asked Junzimo angrily, "What do you want to do?"

Jun Zimo looked at Feng Zhijing's angry face. He frowned and said aggrievedly, "I didn't do anything! I just think you have long eyelashes and look good." I touched it, but I didn't expect to wake you up. ”

When Feng Zhijing heard this, her whole person was speechless, what else could she say? Feng Zhijing had no choice but to deal with this person. She sighed and said, "You touch my eyes when I'm cultivating, can I still cultivate?"

When Jun Zimo heard this, he said: "That means that you can touch it when you don't cultivate, and now you don't cultivate, right?" As he said that, he stretched out his hand again and touched Feng Zhijing's face, Feng Zhijing saw his movements, and leaned back to dodge.

Said angrily: "You don't always use your hands and feet, okay?"

Jun Zimo retorted: "Didn't you say that you can't do it on the street, just go back to the house?"

I mean no, on the street.

Before Feng Zhijing finished speaking, Jun Zimo took over: "That is, it can be in the house." ”

Feng Zhijing closed her eyes helplessly and lay on the bed.

Seeing Feng Zhijing lying on the bed, Jun Zimo also lay on the bed, stretched out his hand and pulled Feng Zhijing into his arms.

Feng Zhijing did not struggle, nor did she move. Instead, he lay quietly in Jun Zimo's arms. Looking at the little man in his arms, he used his hand to cut Feng Zhijing's hair. He asked gently, "You're tired all day today, what do you want to eat?" I'll let them make it for you. ”

Feng Zhijing shook her head and said, "I don't want to eat anything now." I just want to get a good night's sleep. ”

Saying that, Feng Zhijing turned over, broke free from Jun Zimo's embrace, lay on the pillow, and gave Jun Zimo a back. Continue to sleep on your own.

Jun Zimo felt that his arms were empty, and his heart seemed to be empty. He moved his body towards Feng Zhijing. hugged Feng Zhijing from behind.

Feng Zhijing was angry in her heart. Thinking about how to get rid of Junzi Mo. I couldn't help but fall asleep thinking about it.

Jun Zimo listened to Feng Zhijing's breathing evenly. He opened his eyes and looked at Feng Zhijing. His eyes softened. The mood also got better inexplicably. After a while, Jun Zimo also fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, when Feng Zhijing and Junzimo were sleeping soundly, they were woken up by a knock on the door.

Hearing the knock on the door, Jun Zimo quickly opened his eyes. And Feng Zhi moved quietly, still not wanting to open her eyes.

But the knocking continued. At this time, Xiao Zi's voice came: "Miss, are you back?"

Feng Zhijing heard Xiao Zi's voice. I reluctantly opened my eyes. He muttered, "I'm back." ”

"That young lady must be very tired. You rest first, I'll cook. I heard the footsteps of Xiao Zi leaving.

Feng Zhijing remembered. The things she bought haven't been given to Xiao Zi yet! she was about to call Xiao Zi in.

Feng Zhijing felt something pressing on her body, and when she raised her eyes, she saw that it was an arm. Feng Zhijing woke up instantly. I looked down my arm, and it was Jun Zimo's damn face.

Feng Zhijing pushed away Jun Zimo's arm and sat up.

Unhappily, he asked, "Why are you still here?"

"I wanted to go, but you grabbed my arm. I was afraid of waking you up, so I didn't make it. You will make it up to me. Saying that, Jun Zimo looked at Feng Zhijing with the eyes of the peach blossoms.

Feng Zhijing looked at Junzimo in disbelief.

Jun Zimo looked innocent and looked at Feng Zhijing. As if to say that I didn't do anything, I was innocent.

They looked at each other for a few seconds, and Feng Zhijing was silent on each other's faces, not seeing a trace of flaw. I can't help but wonder if I really caught Junzimo.

Feng Zhijing thought of this, and couldn't help but feel a little weak.

Jun Zimo saw Feng Zhijing's appearance, narrowed his beautiful peach blossom eyes, and asked repeatedly, "Should you compensate me?"

"How do you want me to compensate you?" Feng Zhijing asked helplessly. Feng Zhijing thought to herself, it was not good to catch anyone, she had to catch this scoundrel, Feng Zhijing only hoped that the gentleman Moti's request would not be too excessive.

I only heard Jun Zimo say: "Look, because you grabbed me, we slept and slept." Are you supposed to be responsible for me?"

Hearing this, Feng Zhijing's eyes couldn't help but widen. Shouldn't Feng Zhijing say these words? He's a big man, is he embarrassed to say these things?

He used to do things to himself. It's not that we haven't slept together, but now what kind of reason is this? The more Feng Zhijing thought about it, the more angry she became, and kicked Junzimo under the bed.

Jun Zimo sat on the ground, a little unable to believe his eyes.