"It's the best eye I've ever seen. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" A shallow smile appeared at the corner of Yaxi's mouth, and her voice was very soft. It wasn't to appease him. Yanxun's eyes are indeed extremely beautiful, and his purple pupils are deep but very clear, allowing people to see to the end at a glance. Yaxi didn't know why he didn't have a trace of resentment and gloom in his eyes after going through so much torture. Yanxun is more like a wounded little beast who has gone through so much pain, but still not so wary of people.

Ah-hee suddenly remembered the elves he had seen before, if Yeon-hoon lived in the forest, would these eyes have the same flying look.

But Ya-hee didn't know how much her words stirred up in Yanxun's heart. Because of these eyes, he has always been regarded as the existence of a monster disaster. He wondered countless times if he didn't have these eyes, if everything would be different.

However, the strange thing is that when the girl said this seriously, Yeon-hoon felt that these eyes did not seem to be so unacceptable.

Yaxi touched his hair again, got up with a smile, and said, "Come over here." ”

Yeon-hoon heard Ah-hee's voice and hurriedly got up to follow. Xu was knocked hard just now, he stood up suddenly, but he didn't stand firmly, and almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

Ah-hee hurriedly stretched out his hand to support him, so that Yeon-hoon would not fall again. Yanxun knew that he had made a mistake again, and he was about to kneel. was grabbed by Yaxi with one hand: "Okay, don't kneel." Come over here. ”

With that, Yaxi walked to the other side of the room. He took off his shoes and walked across the carpet, pulled a book from the shelf on one side, and leaned casually against the soft collapse. This carpet was unintentionally mentioned to the shopkeeper when Yaxi was still living in the inn. Maybe it's because on that morning at Huang's house, Yaxi especially likes to stand barefoot on the soft carpet.

In order to please her, the shopkeeper specially found the best fur to make a blanket and spread it on the ground for her. When I moved to the Prime Minister's Mansion, I brought this carpet with me and spread it in front of the soft collapse.

Yanxun stood not far away, a little overwhelmed. Ah-hee looked over a little strangely, and soon found the crux of the problem. The carpet is light gray, and Yeonhoon, who has been barefoot, must be a stain if he steps on it.

"Move the carpet to the side a little bit and come back here." Yaxi still opened his mouth and gave him a solution.

Yanxun whispered in response, rubbing his hand on the cleaner part of his clothes several times to make sure that he would not stain the carpet, and then carefully removed the carpet.

He walked to the side of the soft collapse and was about to kneel, but Yaxi suddenly spoke: "Wait." ”

Yanxun looked up at Ah-hee in surprise, she paused, casually pulled over a soft cushion on the soft collapse, and threw it to the ground: "Kneel on this." ”

"Master, slave ......" He was at a loss and didn't know what to do.

"Kneel." Ah-hee's voice was shallow and faint, but Yeon-hoon knelt down as if he was frightened, but fortunately, the mat was thick and there were no bruises.

And Yaxi, who was leaning on the soft collapse and seemed to be reading a book, was very distressed, and she didn't know how to treat this child. She stopped him because she didn't want him to kneel.

As he walked around just now, Yaxi could clearly see the bruises on his knees and the scars on his body. But the fear in Yeon-hoon's eyes reminded her of the cruelty of the world to slaves. If he was asked to sit somewhere, he would be even more uncomfortable.

In desperation, he could only throw him a cushion to make him kneel more comfortably. Seeing that he was afraid of soiling the mat, he did not dare to kneel on it. and the title that looks like a cultivation game, all of which let her hold her forehead. At this time, it was easier to order than to explain, but seeing him kneel in horror, Yaxi's head hurt even more.

It was early autumn, and the sun peeked through the half-open windows. Yaxi looked at the general history of the mainland and felt a little tired.

Yeonhoon, who faded away from the horror, also understood Ah-hee's intentions. At this time, I only felt that my heart was stuffed with something, and I lowered my head and couldn't help but bend my eyebrows.

"Smack." Yanxun was stunned for a moment and looked up. Yaxi didn't know when she fell asleep, and the book she was holding in her hand fell to the ground. The sunlight reflected a dazzling light on Yaxi's face.

As if sleeping comfortably, Ah-hee frowned unconsciously, and then buried her face in the cushion.

Yeon-hoon tiptoed to his feet, bypassing the mat to close the window. The room suddenly darkened, and he returned to the soft collapse, pulling the thin quilt over the side and onto Yaxi.

Without the direct rays of light, Yaxi seemed to sleep more comfortably and furrowed her brows. She stretched, changed into a more comfortable position, rubbed against the mat, and slept very soundly. She moved unconsciously, and kicked her foot out of the quilt. The girl's jade feet were extremely small and white, and seemed to radiate a glow in the dimly lit room.

Yeon-hoon was startled by Ah-hee's sudden movement just now, and froze to the side and stopped moving. When he suddenly saw the snow-white jade-like feet, he quietly turned red. Turning his head, he pulled the quilt over and covered her, and hurriedly knelt back in place.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, obviously he hadn't been without a woman's feet before, after all, there were many unclothed female slaves in the house. Maybe the girl's feet are too white and tender, or maybe it's ......

Yanxun shook his head vigorously and reached out to pinch himself hard. How can I have these non-divisive thoughts? He lowered his head and forced himself not to think about it anymore, but the image in his mind could not be removed.

Not far away, there seemed to be a trace of imperceptible fragrance, wafting over, lingering on the tip of Yanxun's nose, and it did not dissipate for a long time.

He pinched himself again, got up and sat down next to the door, and knelt directly on the cold ground. The early autumn was already a little cool, and with the fact that he was dressed extremely thinly, the red tide on his face quickly receded.

He still couldn't bear the soft collapse not far away, and the girl shrank on the soft collapse, only a small lump. Looking at it, he couldn't take his eyes off it. She said that her eyes are good-looking, so is she a little bit like herself.

Thinking of this possibility, Yeon-hoon's heart couldn't help but beat wildly. What is it like to be liked, and is it very happy? He suddenly thought of this unfamiliar word, happiness? What kind of feeling is happiness that?

He suddenly remembered the scene just now when the girl held his face and said that she liked it, and the place where she touched it was burning hotly. The flush that had just receded climbed up his handsome face again.

Yanxun's heartbeat began to be irregular, and he pressed his hand on his heart, but he couldn't suppress the chaotic heartbeat. He didn't know if he was seriously ill and couldn't control his heartbeat.

"Doctor Luo, is lunch ready for you to bring in?" The voice of the shopkeeper outside the door startled Yeon-hoon, and he hung his head in a panic.

There were two screams outside before Yanxun reacted. He opened the door a crack and whispered, "Master, sleeping." ”