"Xicao, you ......" Qin Zixin knew that the hands that were clasped on her waist were Xicao's, she was puzzled and was about to make a sound, but the door slammed open at this time.

Qin Zixin squinted her eyes, but she could only barely see a tall black shadow. There was no way, the person who came held a candle in his hand made Qin Zixin's eyes, who had just adapted to the darkness, instantly useless.

"What are you guys doing!"

Zhuge Yan walked in with a candlestick in his hand, and he kept an eye on the movement of the firewood room upstairs. Seeing that the fire was extinguished, he rushed down, but he didn't expect to see such a scene.

When he saw the hand of the grass clasped around Qin Zixin's waist, the chill in Zhuge Yan's eyes became even stronger.

Zhuge Yan's cold voice came from above, and Qin Zixin blinked vigorously and tried to look at the vague figure that was gradually approaching.

It's miserable, this Zhuge Yan can't rub a little sand in his eyes, he won't think that I, Qin Zixin, am "that thirsty" woman when he sees this situation, and he also knocked down the grass Zhengtai, right?

"Hehe......" The more Qin Zixin thought about it, the more she felt a chill, and she had to smile awkwardly. There was a faint scent of osmanthus flowers on the body of the grass, and Qin Zixin's tense nerves relaxed a lot.

Just as he was about to explain, he only felt that the hand on his waist teleported, and Qin Zixin, who hadn't said a word, was detained on the chest of the grass like that. Is this a situation again? Qin Zixin's head was tightly pressed by the grass.

Seeing this, Zhuge Yan stopped, and a pair of starry eyes looked coldly at the provocative Xicao. At this moment, there was no shadow of a teenager on the grass, and his pupils were full of strong and exclusive domineering.

"High Priest, can you let go of the Pavilion Master and explain what happened by the way?" Zhuge Yan forced the anger in his heart and placed the candlestick in his hand firmly on the table.

Without waiting for the grass to respond, Zhuge Yan's palm struck the people on the ground with a wind. Xicao reluctantly took his palm, but Zhuge Yan snatched Qin Zixin in his arms away, his good-looking eyes darkened and darkened, and he was never his opponent.

However, he won't throw in the towel! She stood up from the ground, still with an innocent smile on her face, as if everything before was not real.

Qin Zixin looked at the grass, and then at Zhuge Yan beside her, and for a moment she sensed a thick murderous aura. However, now there was no trace, she frowned, Zhuge Yan pulled her as if she didn't see anything, and walked out.

"Zhuge Yan, my hand is going to be broken......"

Qin Zixin didn't know what Zhuge Yan was smoking, didn't he know that he was a woman? His arms were about to be crushed by him, and Qin Zixin didn't have the energy to think about why the grass suddenly became a little strange, so he could only follow behind Zhuge Yan step by step.

"You know your hand is going to break? When he was held by the grass before, why didn't he say a word? ”

Zhuge Yan took Qin Zixin to her room and kicked Murong Bing out.

Qin Zixin could only secretly say that the situation was not good, she knew that Zhuge Yan was very angry now, but how could he feel so sour when he was angry?

"You are talking, you are not usually very good at talking?" Zhuge Yan saw that Qin Zixin didn't say a word, and she was even more angry, didn't she know that Xicao was a man? Or is she meant to be like this?