"Your stomach doesn't hurt anymore? Menstrual clean? ”

Dongfang Zijin reminded coldly beside him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I ...... Can you handle it? ”

was asked about this kind of thing by a man in public, and her thin face turned red again.

He sat down and glanced out in embarrassment.

"Similu is going to be hot."

Dongfang Zijin turned back to Slime and ordered.

Srimei smiled and nodded.

I've never seen the young master so considerate of any girl!

I hope Miss Yi can understand the young master's intentions.

"Come here, I'll teach you French."

Dongfang Zijin sat down on the other side and casually flipped through a few basic French couplets on the table.

"No, I don't want to study now!"

But he didn't seem to hear her, and raised the two sword eyebrows.

"What a stupid! You can't learn anything so simple! ”

"Am I stupid? It doesn't matter how smart you are! Hmph, standing and talking doesn't hurt your back! ”

Yi Qianyan was annoyed with him again, she felt that he was really changing so fast, which overwhelmed her.

The night before yesterday, he and her still quarreled incompatibly, she thought, with his temperament, he would definitely have a cold war with her for a few days, she would be quiet, I don't want to be just a day, he came to harass her again, he is really idle today!

Dongfang Zijin did not answer her words, but directly pointed out her illness and explained it in detail, and he said it in an easy-to-understand manner, so that she could better understand the meaning of the word.

After listening to his explanation, all the grammar she didn't understand suddenly became clear.

Srimei silently brought her a cup of hot sago and put it on the table.

Looking at the slightly curved lips on Dongfang Zijin's handsome face, she smiled.

The young master has never been so approachable, this Miss Yi is really a special existence.

Yi Qianyan picked up the still steaming sago dew, took a sip, and smacked it in her mouth.

"Well, it's good, the taste is rich and sweet, it's smooth but not greasy, it's super delicious!"

Yi Qianyan sincerely praised Si Limei's cooking skills.

"Is it that good?"

Dongfang Zi raised her eyebrows, naturally held her hand, took a sip of her cup, and chirped from her.

"Nothing special."

Yi Qianyan's eyes widened in disgust, and he hurriedly broke free of his hands and cups.

frowned, yelling unhappily.

"Hey! It's mine! You've drunk mine! ”

Doesn't he have a habit of cleanliness?

Why does he have to get into the bad things she drinks?

Dongfang Zijin snorted lightly with a look of contempt for the world.

"What's yours and mine? You're mine from your hair to your toenails! I didn't dislike you, but you dare to find fault with me? Drink it down, and not a drop will be left! ”

"You've drunk all mine!"

Yi Qianyan pouted and put the cup on the table.

Whoever wants to drink him drink bad!

Dongfang Zi jumped up, this woman is always not well-behaved!

But he didn't mind doing it too much, feeding her again, he had done all sorts of disgusting things to her anyway.

Dongfang Zijin remembered the previous benefits, raised her eyebrows, her cherry mouth, he didn't seem to touch it for two days, right?

Strange missing......

Yi Qianyan saw that his expression was wrong, and his heart sighed, it's bad!

Seeing that she quickly took out the sago in the cup and drank it in one gulp.

Not a drop left......

Dongfang Zijin squinted slightly and smiled strangely.

The action is very sharp!

Learn to be obedient, huh?

Or, guessing his mind?

But......

As soon as Yi Qianyan put the glass on the table, her head was held down by him, and the next second, his lips kissed hers unexpectedly, "poof", let go.

The soft touch on his lips only stayed for a second before he let go of her.

Even, Yi Qianyan hasn't reacted yet.

"Very good today! It should be commended! ”

What!

This dead change . Crazy!

Yi Qianyan frowned, pushed him away, got up and walked out.

Is he so idle today?

It's been a whole day here, and I've been teaching her French for a day, isn't it boring?

Yi Qianyan stood in the fountain garden inside the castle and stretched her waist.

said to Dongfang Zijin, who also came out later.

"I'm going to a party hosted by Wen Zheyu tonight."

After Yi Qianyan finished speaking, she added.

"I must go, Mei'er will go too!"

She said the latter sentence, mainly because Dongfang Zijin seemed to be at odds with Wen Zheyu last time, afraid that he would not agree with her going out, and she really couldn't escape from his Five Finger Mountain now.

“……”

Yi Qianyan saw that he didn't speak.

"If you don't speak, you acquiesce!"

She made up her mind, and a bright smile appeared on her face, which shook her eyes a little.

Dongfang Zijin stood side by side with her, watching the flowers in the garden compete for beauty, and picked a purple lily of the valley closest to him and pinned it in her hair.

The white fingers touched her soft ear, and the fingertips seemed to have an electric current running through them.

crispy and numb, so that he can't let go.

His lowered eyes were distracted for a moment, and he felt strange in his heart, he was no longer the kind of stunned boy, but why, for her, there was always a strong desire to let go of his hand.

She seems to have a special gravitational pull for him.

Yi Qianyan skillfully dodged his hand again, and turned around to take off the flower pinned to the pinna.

"You've ruined another beautiful thing!"

She put the lily of the valley back in his hand, and walked forward, strolling leisurely through the garden.

Dongfang Zijin glanced at the still delicate flowers in his hand, his thin lips were slightly pur, and as soon as he threw it away, the purple lily of the valley fell alone on the imitation bluestone brick.

As the sun sets, the afterglow reflects the red clouds in the sky, as if a burning fire is about to burn a hole in the sky.

I didn't expect the burning clouds in Paris to be so beautiful and spectacular......

Yi Qianyan found the best place to see it -- a large smooth stone sat on it, and looked up at the rare spectacle in the sky.

Dongfang Zijin lay on her back on the stone beside her, smelling the elegant fragrance of the garden with her nose, admiring it with her, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously swayed an arc.

"Do you like it here?"

Yi Qianyan was stunned when she heard this, and then blurted out.

"I don't like it! I don't even like you where you are! ”

"Oh? Then you may have to get used to it! Because...... I'll always be there! ”

The curvature of Dongfang Zijin's mouth increased, and she was not a little unhappy because of her words, and when she glanced at the little face raised beside her, a sense of satisfaction that she had never felt before rose in her heart.

“……”

Yi Qianyan didn't want to talk anymore, and she didn't jump down from the one-meter-high stone and walk towards the room until she saw the last trace of clouds in the sky.

It was getting dark, and she was going to go to Wen Zheyu's party.

"Oops!"

Yi Qianyan slapped her head, ah, how could she forget this!

She can't go empty-handed, right?

She forgot to prepare even the most basic gifts!