Ye Juan leaned against the window and looked at the blue sky outside, in the sunny weather in winter, even the sky was so thorough and clean. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

How long has it been since Ye Mo asked her to fall off the cliff?

"Yinyi, has the master delivered any news recently?" Ye Juan asked unrelentingly.

Yin Yi shook his head and did not answer. Ye Juan saw that there was silence behind him, even if he didn't shake his head in Yinyi, he already understood in his heart.

Is it just that the master blames himself for not being able to bear to see her? Or is there a hurdle in his own heart, or is there an influence from other people?

In the past, she always felt that only Qingyou was dependent on her in the world. And what about today?

"Hide for a while, you can send the clothes, shoes and socks I made to the master. Ye Wan lowered his eyes and commanded.

Yin Yi asked curiously, "Miss, aren't you going?"

Ye Juan replied softly: "I won't go." Take me to ask the master. ”

"But, miss. If the young master sees you going, he will definitely be very happy. Yin Yi replied a little anxiously.

Ye Juan stopped talking. She was afraid of the silence of the two of them. Fear of a sudden quiet atmosphere. I'm afraid that the master who used to be coquettish will disappear in this lonely time.

So she would rather blindly retreat, thinking that she would keep this beautiful memory well.

Yin Yi turned away with some disappointment. I almost collided with Fu'an who entered the door.

Fu An muttered and looked at Yinyi, who looked a little abnormal, and leaned over to Yinyi and asked, "What's the matter? Lost your soul?"

Yin Yi was a little depressed in his heart, and he didn't want to quarrel with Fu'an, so he leaned sideways and wanted to go around from the side.

Fu'an became more and more curious, and asked again in front of Yinyi, "What's going on?" ”

After speaking, he pouted in the direction of Ye Juan.

Yin Yi subconsciously looked at Ye Juan, through the light outside the window, with a beautiful and soft side face. Gentle and demure. is just a slight frown, showing Ye Wan's strong heart.

"Miss asked me to go to the other garden to deliver something to the young master. Yin Yi replied with a sigh. I secretly said in my heart that these two people are really strange. Is it a competition between oneself and oneself? Why do they just stumble and not see each other when they are thinking about each other? She really doesn't understand.

Fu'an's eyes lit up instantly, and he said, "Go to the other courtyard to deliver something?" You see that you are in a trance, I will accompany you." Otherwise, it won't be good for you to lose what the young lady gave to the master. ”

As he spoke, he took Yinyi's arm and walked out.

Yin Yi was almost pulled and stumbled without paying attention, and said, "But we both went, what should Miss do?"

Fu'an patted his chest and said, "Our miss, don't you understand? She can look at the sky outside for most of the day." I really don't know if this sky is seen every day, and can you still see a flower? Let's be smart with our hands and feet, and come back when we send it. I can't delay it. ”

Yin Yi was still a little uneasy, and looked back at Ye Juan. It's just that his body was dragged out of the house by Fu'an.

It was only after walking halfway to retreat that he came back to his senses, and asked in an interrogative tone: "Honestly, what is the intention of accompanying me to deliver things so enthusiastically?"

Fu'an seemed to have been seen through the treacherous scheme, his round face was as red as a ripe apple, and he stammered to defend himself: "I... I'm just a little lazy in the house. I just want to get out and take a walk. ”

Yin Yihu looked at Fu'an from head to toe suspiciously. smiled meaningfully at Fu'an. Turn around and keep walking.

Fu'an was looked at by Yinyi, his heart was pounding, looking at Yinyi's thin back, patting his chest and breathing a long sigh of relief. Hurriedly rushed up.

Is it really a heart and a soul? The rare Qingyou is actually in the other garden.

Since the former prince was exiled, there has been more time to relax. I could have gone back to Ankokuji Temple directly. But he didn't want to go back, and he had a faint expectation in his heart.

After seeing Yinyi and Fu'an, the corners of Qingyou's mouth slightly curved. I just looked behind the two of them, but there was no one else.

Yin Yi saw the seeming look in Qingyou's eyes, and said angrily: "Young master, this is the clothes, shoes and socks that Miss asked me to send." But it's all made by the young lady herself. It's hand-made. ”

Yin Yi held up a pile of clothes to Qingyou, and emphasized the word "hands" very much. Seeing Qingyou, he only nodded lightly. I don't know what kind of popularity I am as an outsider, so I left the house in a huff.

Fu'an looked at the atmosphere in the room and was quite embarrassed, so he moved to the side of the hermit and quietly pulled the corner of his clothes, and motioned for the hermit to come out with her with his eyes.

As soon as he came out of the house, the hermit complained, "What are you asking me to come out for? My task is to guard the young master all the time. If so......"

Before he finished speaking, he was covered by a pair of white and scented little hands. The hermit only blushed and looked at Fu'an with wide eyes.

Fu An stood on tiptoe and pointed at the door of the hermitage's head, and said disdainfully: "It's really an elm pimple." Can you still have some eyesight? Your young master obviously needs to be alone, don't you see the way he looks at those clothes......? It's really well-limbed and simple-minded. ”

Yin Xiu rubbed his forehead, smiled hehehe, and suddenly said, "Why didn't I think of it?"

He was greeted by Fu'an's white eyes and disdain squeezed out of his teeth. When did you ever think about it?

Fu'an shook his head speechlessly, he was very sympathetic to Qingyou, why couldn't he change an empathetic guard by his side? If Qingyou was afraid that he would have been half angry to death.

After despising it, Fu'an stood on tiptoe like a thief and whispered in the hermit's ear: "You come with me." ”

The hermit only felt a burst of warmth in his ears, and followed behind Fu'an like a little daughter-in-law with a red face.

When he arrived at the corner monster with no one, Fu'an took out a boxy oil-paper bag tied with a thin thread from his sleeve.

Fu'an looked left and right mysteriously, stuffed the oiled paper bag into the hermitage's hand, and said, "This is the peach blossom Ji I made with my own hands, it's delicious." I left it for you quietly. Eat it. ”

The hermit unraveled the thin thread, and the peach blossom in it may be because of squeezing, some of which are flat and do not form a shape.

Fu'an angrily snatched it and was about to throw it on the ground, muttering in his mouth: "I obviously do it so well, why do I ...... it?"

Yin Xiu didn't do it, and directly relied on the advantage of his arm length, and took it back again, picked up two casually and stuffed them into his mouth, and smirked at Fu'an with a satisfied face: "It's so delicious, it's a pity to throw it away." ”

Fu'an was suddenly amused, just smiling and smiling, there were tears in the corners of his eyes, hermitage, why are you so stupid and cute?

Looking at the bulging cheeks of the hermitage cultivator, as well as the sticky powder at the corners of his mouth, Fu'an took out his hand and gently wiped the corners of his mouth for him.

Suddenly, as if a fixation spell had been cast, the retreat froze in place. I forgot to chew even my mouth. The man in front of him has a round face, red eyes, and a small figure. Why is it so beautiful?

"You're so good-looking. It's the same as my mother......" The hermit shook off a sentence very sadly.

Fu'an's face changed again and again, he stomped his foot and threw the handkerchief in his hand into the hermitage's hand, and ran away without looking back.

Scolding while running in my heart, what a lump of wood, how can anyone praise a girl like this? Who wants to be like your mother? People obviously just want to be your wife.

Thinking about it, I blushed unconsciously.

The hermitage who was stunned in place smirked at Fu'an's back in confusion, and then continued to fight to get rid of the peach blossom Ji in his hand.

In the end, I found that I was still holding a handkerchief dropped by Fu'an. When you wipe your mouth, there is a faint fragrance coming from the end of your nose.

"It's really fragrant......" The hermit took a deep sip and muttered.