"I'd better stand up." Yan Lingyun's heart was touched, but he tried his best to be calm and authentic.

"No, it'll be fine for a while." Ji Wushuang said in a low voice, his fingers moving lightly.

Yan Lingyun saw that her originally soaked clothes had been dried by the bonfire, and they looked a little loose, and her long hair was only tied up at the waist, so that Yun Temples were a little scattered, but on the whole, there was a kind of gentleness that she had never had.

For a moment, he stopped talking, and silence was better than sound at this time.

Ji Wushuang sewed the opening on his waist, straightened up, turned to his chest again, tilted his head to look, and his pretty face suddenly turned red.

"What's wrong?" Yan Lingyun was puzzled.

Ji Wushuang shook his head and began to stitch it up again.

"It's just a small gap, just tie a few threads." Yan Lingyun was suddenly a little cramped, the two of them faced each other, the breath could be smelled, and at the same time, a body fragrance of his daughter's family also lingered around his nose, as if his whole person was invisibly entangled, and he couldn't help but panic.

Ji Wushuang raised his eyes to look at him, and said with a smile: "Why, I'm still shy now, ...... when you kiss me" Speaking of this, she paused, her face turned red, and she quickly lowered her head, and the hand that threaded the needle couldn't help but panic a little.

Yan Lingyun also felt a little strange, didn't know how to speak, was silent for a moment, and changed the topic and said, "Why do you still carry needles and threads when you go out?"

Ji Wushuang didn't answer him immediately, still hanging his head slightly, slowly sewing stitch after stitch until his moving fingers were completely stable, and Fang said, "Isn't this handy?"

She raised her head, her complexion had returned to normal, her eyes looked at the needle drop, her fingers were busy, and she continued: "Don't underestimate this little embroidery needle, but there is a big reason."

"What's the big deal?" Yan Lingyun said curiously.

Ji Wushuang saw that he was looking forward to it, but he was a little embarrassed, and said abruptly: "When Yu Han and I were bored, we figured it out, and I don't know if it is a big reason."

"Tell me about it." Yan Lingyun was even more interested.

"We call it a woman with a needle without a needle." Ji Wushuang smiled, and while dropping the needle, he said, "When you go out, you will inevitably fight and kill, and accidentally break a hole, for women, bloodshed is small, face is big, and skin is exposed, it is always not an elegant thing, and the needle is of great use at this time." Speaking of which, I said to both ends, those with needles and those without needles. ”

"This woman with a needle, it's hard to say how high her skills are, but she has a different embrace in her heart, if she is hostile to it, it is not a great enmity of life and death, and it is best to live it; A woman without a needle, according to Yu Han, if you are hostile to it, you have to think twice! ”

"Why? Women who don't carry needles are particularly powerful? Yan Lingyun said.

"Not bad." Ji Wushuang nodded and said, "It's just that there are two ways to say that you are powerful, one is that you are powerful, and the other is that your family background is powerful." The former, if you can, you won't provoke; The latter, it's best not to provoke, they are all daughters who don't know the taste of sorrow, they may not be strong in themselves, and the strength behind them can definitely make you unable to eat and walk around. ”

Yan Lingyun chewed on her words and suddenly asked, "Then how do I know if they have needles or not?"

"My stupid brother really took my sister's words as a big reason." Ji Wushuang stopped what he was doing, pointed to his heart, and said, "Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't have a needle, the key is to look at people with your heart." If you really understand a woman, you can probably guess whether she has a needle or not. It's the same with men, but it's hidden in their hearts. Some men are poisonous needles in their hearts, and they are the best at stabbing people; Some men have embroidery needles in their hearts, and they can paint all kinds of splendor; There are also men who have an awl in their hearts, saying that he is straightforward or lacks heart, and he needs to be well grasped, otherwise he will cone people, but it is very simple. ”

After that, when Yan Lingyun was stunned, she picked up the needle and thread and sewed it up carefully.

Yan Lingyun breathed a sigh of relief and nodded with a wry smile.

"I'm talking nonsense, just keep an eye on it." Ji Wushuang didn't look at him either, and pursed his lips.

Yan Lingyun let out a "hmm" and said hesitantly: "Wushuang...... Sister, aren't you okay yet? ”

Ji Wushuang glanced at him angrily, and said: "Wushuang is Wushuang, Wushuang sister is Wushuang sister, how ugly it is." Also, I'm not in a hurry, what are you anxious about. ”

Yan Lingyun's expression froze, and then he couldn't cry or laugh, so he shut up.

Ji Wushuang glanced at him, continued to focus on the task at hand, and suddenly said nonchalantly: "Listen to the voice."

Yan Lingyun was stunned, a little at a loss.

"Scream!" Ji Wushuang urged.

"None...... Pair. Yan Lingyun called out unnaturally.

"Hurry up!"

"Wushuang."

Ji Wushuang's hand was stunned, glanced at Yan Lingyun, lowered his head again, his fingers moved quickly, pinched the thread and finished the work, reached out and straightened the complement after the needle and thread were bitten, as if he was touching a proud work of ingenuity, and smiled with satisfaction.

Yan Lingyun followed her fingers and looked at her chest, and saw that the needlework and thread were only denser and thicker, and she couldn't see anything unusual, so she didn't pay attention to it.

Ji Wushuang withdrew his hand and said, "You are also tired, rest early, I will keep vigil tonight."

Yan Lingyun glanced at her, sat still, and didn't speak, but the meaning was obvious.

Ji Wushuang stared at him with his eyes, and seeing that the latter was still indifferent, he pretended to be annoyed and said: "It's rare for my aunt to be kind, and you still don't appreciate it." If you don't sleep and pull down, I won't accompany you. She leaned on one side, next to Ji Yuhan, and fell asleep.

Yan Lingyun got up, added some firewood to the bonfire, and returned to sit down.

After a while, Ji Wushuang turned his head to look at him, sat up again, and asked, "Are you really not tired?"

Yan Lingyun smiled and said, "Sleep, I can't freeze you."

"I'd better accompany you, there is also a companion to talk to." Ji Wushuang said.

"Women don't sleep, but they get ugly." Yan Lingyun quipped.

Ji Wushuang's face changed, hesitated, lay back, and soon turned his head again, and said, "When I fall asleep, you still sit next to me, then I will sleep more soundly." If Uncle Dongming comes back, you will wake me up. ”

Yan Lingyun nodded.

Ji Wushuang turned his head and quieted down, and just when Yan Lingyun felt that she was already asleep, he suddenly said in a low voice: "In the future, in private, you will call me Wushuang, it feels quite good!" After that, there was no speech.

Yan Lingyun smiled, and then looked around with some weakness, and saw that Ji Changqing and the others were sleeping soundly, so he was relieved.