Tolerance, I'm uncomfortable, don't mess around. I hugged his neck and watched him turn me into his dormitory again, and the four big words "Let's try the world" came into view.

He seemed to read my thoughts, "What did I tell you last time, huh?"

"What, what?" I wrung my fingers nervously.

He sighed and put me on the couch, "Let me see how many wounds you have inflicted on yourself, if you don't teach you a lesson this time, I'm afraid you will do it again next time." ”

I pushed him away in a hurry, afraid he would see the wound in my abdomen. With my hands on my knees, I tucked my head into my knees, "You go, let me be quiet." ”

"What's the matter?" he sat quietly with me, his eyes unblinking.

I turned my head and basked myself in the sudden sadness, unable to extricate myself.

Rong Ji stroked my head, and took me into his arms like a child, "Let me sing you a little song! Heaven and earth, you should be honored to be the first person to listen to me sing a little song." ”

"Then two?" I tilted my head to look at him, not believing that he could sing.

Rong Ji quietly lowered the bed curtain, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, as if he didn't know how to speak.

I couldn't help but laugh out loud just by looking at his nervous look, "If you feel embarrassed, don't sing." ”

He raised his chin unconvinced, cleared his throat, and his low voice and smooth voice were unexpectedly good.

"A glass of sad wine, two lovesick tears. To this day, the rhombic mirror is empty and haggard. Don't ask Zhu Yan who he only complains about back then, and mistakenly matched the mandarin duck with ......"

"I remember that this is a little song that the sixth senior brother sang when he turned into a floating dust and mixed into the land of wind and moon, how could you do it?"

Rong Ji hooked the corners of his lips, and two pear vortices rose slightly on his cheeks, "If you like to listen, I naturally want to learn." ”

I pinched his lips, "Good boy, you're so charming like this." ”

"So, Ge'er likes me very much, right?" Rong Ji put my hand on his heart.

His heart beats fast like mine.

I withdrew my hand and buried my head between my knees again, "I'm so sleepy, will it be okay for me to sleep?"

"Good. He held my face and printed it on his forehead, "I'll hold you like this, you sleep." ”

He covered me with a futon and put me on his arm, while his other hand was firmly imprisoned against my body, immobilizing me.

His breath spread to the tip of my nose, and I was just pretending to sleep, but it didn't take long for me to fall completely into his arms and fall asleep.

All of a sudden, his fingers fluttered down on me, tickling like feathers.

I slapped his increasingly restless hand away, slipped out of his arms, found a flat spot on the couch, and continued to sleep on my stomach.

"Huh!"

In my sleep, I seemed to hear his chuckle, and from this I dreamed of his smile that always intoxicated me.

His hand carefully skirted my wound and flipped me over, "Ge'er, are you asleep?"

"Tolerance, don't, don't do this. "I'm drowsy and tempered.

He didn't mean to retreat, and pressed it against the wounds on my body.

I suddenly opened my eyes and subconsciously blocked his eyes, "Don't look. ”

"At that time, it must have hurt a lot!"

I pulled the futon with one hand and covered myself tightly, "It's all over." ”

He scooped me out of the futon, leaned over, and bit my lip in a punitive manner, "Why don't you let me see it?

"It's not pretty, why are you looking at it?" my voice trembled.

"Stupid, how can you not be good-looking? You are so good-looking, I can't love you enough. Rong Ji suddenly exerted his strength and reprimanded me angrily, "If you don't let me see it next time, you probably won't be able to get off the ground for more than half a year." ”

"Hmm—" I let out a soft snort, my face flushing with shame.

He suddenly raised his head, stared at my face with his elbows propped up, "Do you still want to sleep? ”

"You!" I bit my lip, feeling exhausted, and my body was like an ant gnawing at me, very uncomfortable.

"Stupid! I like me too, but I just won't admit it. Rong Ji had a thin layer of anger on his face, but the doting in his eyes only increased.

The first rays of morning light sprinkled on my face, and Rong Ji carried me out of the bath.

The sparkling surface of the pool and the heating of the hot springs enveloped me and Rongji.

"Your Highness, the Queen of Heaven is waiting for you in the front hall!" Ruoxue pushed the door in, looked around, and happened to see me surfacing the surface, so shocked that she exited the door again and again, "Disturb the disturbance!"

"What should I do, hide me quickly, and be bumped into by your mother to see me here, what a shame!" I woke up instantly, and I got into Rong Ji's arms only to find that there was no way to hide.

Rong Ji cursed in a low voice, fished me out of the pool, put me in the couch, and tucked the quilt for me, "Good, wait for me for a while." ”

I nodded, and through the heavy curtains, I watched the drenched Rong Ji walk out of the room, and I couldn't ask him to come back and change into clean clothes.

I couldn't get out of bed with a sore back, so I had to bury my head deep in the futon and pretend I didn't hear any noise outside the house.

It's just that Xian'e outside the house is almost sticking to the door and shouting, and I don't want to listen to it.

"The witch of the ghost world asked to see the queen of heaven yesterday, and today the queen of heaven came to find His Highness, should it be for His Highness to marry her?"

"Men, how can you think that there are too many women? The beauty of the illusion is beautiful, too fierce! It's the witch of the ghost world, with a good figure, and people are gentle and gentle, and they look easier to get along with. ”