Yuan Jinyu has lived two lives, and he still understands what he should understand. So after realizing what it was www.biquge.info she stiffened and didn't dare to move.

But it is obviously impossible to sit like this, although there are no outsiders here, let Mu Ze hold her like this, she will still be shy.

So Yuan Jinyu lowered her head slightly, and when she was upset, her fingers were also circling indiscriminately, and from Mu Ze's point of view, she could see that her long eyelashes cast a shadow under her eyes.

"Brother Jiu...... You let me down. Yuan Jinyu muttered quietly, if Mu Ze could hear it, he would know how soft and soft her voice was.

Even though he couldn't hear it, he still saw Yuan Jinyu's shy and timid appearance, and his hands couldn't help but tighten a little tighter.

It feels good to hold Yuan Jinyu, a certain man thought to himself.

"Just don't move." Mu Ze didn't let go, and even the hand holding her waist increased by two points.

Yuan Jinyu wants to cry without tears, where is it good, the hardness under the legs, I can still feel it.

So she looked at Mu Ze pitifully: "Brother Jiu...... Just let me down......"

She still can't accept it, why is Mu Ze like a wolf when he opens his mind? What about the person who was afraid that his reputation would be damaged and didn't dare to see her alone? She still misses that one even more!

Mu Ze and Yuan Jinyu looked at each other, then slowly turned their heads, looked at the furnishings at her bedside, and his tone was still not salty: "This king can't hear it." ”

Yuan Jinyu's hand was originally on her lap, but now she wanted to pull the man's collar directly and let him look at her.

He was always like this, and when he didn't want to pay attention to himself, he used his deafness as an excuse. I just saw my own mouth shape! What a bummer!

Pulling Mu Ze's collar or something, Yuan Jinyu still didn't dare, but she put her hand on Mu Ze's chest, stared at Mu Ze's good-looking eyebrows, and said to him again: "You let me go!" ”

"I can't hear you." Mu Ze replied dryly.

Yuan Jinyu finally couldn't bear it anymore, stretched out his small fist, and beat Mu Ze's chest for a good time. This man is so infuriating.

Yuan Jinyu doesn't know martial arts, she doesn't have any internal strength, and even at the age of fourteen, her strength may not be as good as that of a teenager of her age. With such strength, how could Mu Ze care?

However, after Yuan Jinyu beat it a few times, he only felt that his hand was a little painful, and he leaned on Mu Ze's arms pitifully, and some of the broken cans were broken.

She felt very wronged, she had already said so many times to let him let go of himself, and he knew that he was prevaricating himself.

Yuan Jinyu's hands still hurt, and with the grievances in his heart, thinking about it, his eyes turned red.

Although Mu Ze pretended not to look at her, he actually paid attention to her, and at this time he found that Yuan Jinyu was quiet in his arms, and when he lowered his head, he found that her eyes and the tip of her nose were red.

Mu Zedeng panicked, hugged Yuan Jinyu from his body, and let her sit on the edge of the bed, while he half-knelt under the bed and looked up at her.

Yuan Jinyu found that Mu Ze looked at him like this, and quickly turned his head to the side, where did he think that no matter which direction she turned, Mu Ze would immediately move there.

Mu Ze was a little helpless, more distressed, and his eyes were all tenderly asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Yuan Jinyu felt that she was hypocritical, she had suffered so many grievances in her previous life, and she cried without saying anything. There are many people who want to harm her in this life, but in front of those people, how has she ever been soft?

It's only Mu Ze, she can't be angry, insulted, calculated, and all she thinks about is how to make this man happier and like herself more.

So in front of him, he is very much like a child. It's not that he doesn't like him, he is still a little happy when he is hugged, but now he is about to cry when he is wronged, and when Yuan Jinyu thinks of this, he dislikes himself even more.

So under Mu Ze's scorching gaze, Yuan Jinyu just looked at him pitifully with wide eyes, and his obsidian-like eyes were shining: "My hands hurt." ”

Mu Ze took her hand a little helplessly, and sure enough, he found that the back of his hand was red. She is a person who practices martial arts, and she has internal strength to protect her body, she has fine skin and tender meat, and she must have suffered more when she beats herself.

Distressed to help Yuan Jinyu rub it little by little, when he practiced martial arts before, bruises and injuries were very common, so he kneaded it very skillfully, but he didn't dare to use too much force, for fear that Yuan Jinyu's little hands would be pinched by himself.

After rubbing it for a while, Mu Ze raised his head and continued to look at Yuan Jinyu: "How is it?" Is it better? Does it still hurt? Next time you want to hit me, don't use your hands, I see that you have a feather duster in this house, and if you hit me with that, your hands won't hurt. ”

Yuan Jinyu was still in self-loathing, but when Mu Ze said this, he burst out laughing. Stunning as her, she smiled like a pearl covered with black cloth before, and was suddenly exposed to the sun, if ordinary men saw it, they would have been unable to take their eyes off it.

"You actually taught me how to beat you? Brother Jiu, you are so stupid...... Haha......" Yuan Jinyu smiled very happily, and at the end, tears were about to flow.

Mu Ze saw that he had coaxed this little girl, so he relieved his heart. Stretched out his hand and pinched Yuan Jinyu's little face, Mu Ze didn't look like he was five years older than her now, but like his father coaxing his daughter: "Otherwise, you hit me, but you still cry when you hurt, take a feather duster, at least you won't hurt." ”

Yuan Jinyu was still sitting on the bed at the moment, and under the bed was Mu Ze, who was half-kneeling and rubbing his hands for himself. His long hair was tied up high, black and shiny hanging down the back of his head, and there was only a white hosta on his head. Condescendingly, I found that his cheeks were small and he was particularly well-looking, and the more he looked at it, the better he looked.

The tone of his voice was flat, but his eyes were unusually gentle, and when he coaxed himself, the flat voice seemed to be demagogic.

Yuan Jinyu stared at him for a long time before lowering his head and saying, "Ninth brother...... Why are you so good to me......"

Just because he spoiled himself, when he was in front of him, his temper became bigger and bigger, and sometimes, he almost didn't know himself.

Yuan Jinyu was suddenly very scared, what if one day, Mu Ze found out her bad temper and didn't like her?

Mu Ze maintained the posture he had just held still, so that when he looked up, he could see Yuan Jinyu's mouth shape more clearly: "This king is not good to you, who else can be good?" You will be the princess of this king in the future. ”

Yuan Jinyu was blushed again by his words, turned his head and stopped looking at him, but he still couldn't bear the impatient thoughts, glanced at him sideways, and asked a little worriedly: "What if Brother Jiu gets tired of me one day?" Will you not be so tolerant of me then? ”

Mu Ze was very puzzled, which of his words made Yuan Jinyu feel that he would get tired of her? On the contrary, many times, Mu Ze felt that he was not worthy of Yuan Jinyu.

She is the young lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the first concubine of the Great Zhou to be named the county lord, and the first beauty in the capital, not only that, she is also very versatile, and most importantly, she has such a clear mind.

But what about yourself? Playing with power all day long, his temperament is not good, his ears are deaf, and he may not be able to hear any sound in his life. Yuan Jinyu really won't dislike it?

"This king will not get tired of you...... I don't know if Jinyu will realize one day that he doesn't like this king so much? Mu Ze suddenly didn't dare to look at Yuan Jinyu's clear eyes: "It's like the last time you were angry with this king, and you won't pay attention to this king anymore?" ”

Yuan Jinyu stretched out his hand and hugged Mu Ze's head, rubbed it on his neck, and then pulled away a little: "Brother Jiu, what nonsense are you talking about." ”

Mu Ze looked at Yuan Jinyu, and his heart suddenly collapsed two points. Yes, he knows Yuan Jinyu to some extent. For those she doesn't like, she won't take a second look, and for those she likes, it's likely that she will never leave her for the rest of her life.

Mu Ze felt that he was lucky to be liked by such a good woman.

Sitting on the bed again, he stretched out his hand and took Yuan Jinyu into his arms, eager to dedicate the best things in the world to her.

The two of them snuggled quietly like this, and neither of them spoke. And in their hearts, it has gradually become cheerful.

Perhaps they should not only give themselves self-confidence, but also try to believe in each other.

The heart became more and more cheerful and clear, the two of them looked at each other, smiled gently, and couldn't see the entanglement just now.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, Mu Ze asked: "When the king rubbed your hands just now, I saw that your fingertips were full of ink stains, and you have recently helped the old lady copy the scriptures?" ”

Yuan Jinyu shook his head, but he didn't tell him about drawing a jade pendant pattern for Mu Ze, it wasn't long before his birthday, and he was still thinking about giving him a surprise.

So Yuan Jinyu coughed and lied a little: "Recently, Jinyu has been practicing painting skills hard. ”

"Drawing skills?" Mu Ze repeated, and then asked, "Can you let this king see what you have drawn?" ”

Yuan Jinyu shook his head with a smile: "No, I can't show you until I become a master." ”

"What does it mean to be a master?" Mu Ze felt that Yuan Jinyu's answer was too vague.

Yuan Jinyu thought for a while: "It's when my paintings can be hung on the Yellow Crane Tower." ”

The Yellow Crane Tower is in the south of the Yangtze River, and every year there are many literati and ink writers who go there, inscribe poems and paint, and if it is a stunning work, it will be hung on the wall of the Yellow Crane Tower.

Mu Ze obviously also knew what the Yellow Crane Tower was, and rubbed Yuan Jinyu's head helplessly: "That little Jinyu has to work harder sooner, I hope I don't want this king to wait too long." ”

Yuan Jinyu twisted his shoulders and lightly bumped him: "I'm only five years older than me, don't always say I'm younger." ”

Mu Ze lowered his head and kissed her lightly on the cheek, and there was a cramped smile in her long and narrow phoenix eyes: "A small day is also small, let alone five years." ”

Yuan Jinyu wanted to say something, but Mu Ze's kiss went all the way down, slowly covering her lips.